When Linda opened her eyes, she discovered the pitch darkness of night. She caught eight of her uncle standing not too far away. Arthur had taken two glass and a bottle from his private cabinet. He held out one of the receptacles half?filled with whiskey.
“Here drink this. It will do you good.”
“But, but I don't drink.” Linda protested.
Her uncle seemed irritated and the two thin lines on his forehead showed his vexation.
“Now don't be silly. Drink it.”
The young girl used her better judgement and did as she was told. Although she made horrible faces and the liquid truly burned her throat, she managed to swallow it all the same. In all her young virginal life it was the first time she had tasted hard liquour.
“Now it's my turn to drink.”
He took his glass and approached Linda's cunt with a very serious expression on his face. Then he poured the liquid on her belly?button. With hungry lips he followed the alcohol down to her fent. Once more he poured the liquor and this time it rolled down her thighs. Rapaciously he drank from the boiling fountain. Linda hurled her painful cries. The alcohol was burning her rosey sex. Arthur buried his thin, elegant head between the immaculate thighs. Above, he let drip the last drops of whiskey on her curly bush and then slobbered away like a thirsty madman.
Linda felt lees pain due to the expert licking manoeuvres of her highly professional uncle. She offered her pussy without any precaution happy to be attacked by the ardent flow of affection. His tongue searched and searched as though it were looking for a maraschino cherry. While his face plunged deep within the entrails, his other hand found the whiskey bottle and Arthur without the slightest hesitation aimed the head of Haig and Haig at the girl's anus. It plugged in with a slurping noise that embarrassed Linda. With a brusk effort he flipped the helpless lass in the air and began to pour the whiskey down her entrails. Linda squeeled her pain and fright which were equally intimidated. The sudden flood of liquid, a powerful burning liquid at that, caused an irruption of suffering in the vicinity of the girl's over?heated sex. An uncorking sound came from the adolescent's rear indicating that the bottle had made its exit as violently as it had made its entrance.
Arthur's head was there to replace the transparent cock. He loved alcohol and he adored nooky and he was a man who loved to have his cake and eat it at the same time. Arthur spared himself of the misuse of pleasures.
He was proud of his delicate gourmet tendencies and he gave a royal proof of his aristocracy and a rough account of his virility.
The little rose cage turned brown as Linda scratched her blistered anus. She whimpered and moaned as she prepared to voyage on the very rough road of erotic indecencies.
“The best of scotch mixed with the excrement of my fair niece Linda,” Arthur howled with personal triumph and his laughter was shrill and piercing. “What could be better than this wholesome aperitif? Haven't you ever been ass?fucked by a bottle of whiskey, my dear? Think what you have missed.” Totally mortified, Linda could not and would not respond to such an impossible question. Her uncle appeared to be completely drunk with his sense of power and amusement.
She thought of getting up and going to the toilet, but the eager excavation of her probing uncle forbade her to move. Suddenly she let go with a stream of urine that splashed unmercilessly on Arthur's handsome face.
Linda tried in vain to hold back, but the pressure on her bladder was too strong. Thus she squirted a yellow flow of steaming piss flush on her uncle's puss.
But Arthur did not quit his post. He was inextinguishable. Ready to receive the last discharge and already covered with urine, Arthur created such an imponderable impression on the sensitive harp of Linda's temperament that the poor girl turned half?way around and vomited.
Almost in a faint from the repulsive sight she had been witness to, Linda did not see her uncle scamper to the chair in which he placed his clothes.
Arthur slipped a leather belt from his trousers as he clinched his teeth. Briskly he hovered over Linda and unloosened a wicked blow which slithered off the girl's lovely back. She was so surprised that she held back the cry that hung quivering on her lips.
Once again Arthur's hand circled in the air and a second stroke came crashing down with such tremendous force that a red mark was tatooed immediately on the girl's pale shoulders.
This time Linda howled with pain and her body trembled with fear. She had expected the worse and it might have been terrible, but it all came whistling down with the third thundering slap of the leather strap.
Linda rolled on the carpet, partly to ward off the pain and partly to escape the furious blows. But her uncle, who had not the slightest intention of letting up, reigned supreme dictator of his young captive. He aimed at the buttocks and many marks were implanted there in the space of a few minutes. From there he worked upward to her breasts.
The young kitten jumped in the air, groveled on the floor and desperately tried to hide under the table. Her twists and turns had one singular effect on Arthur. They excited him all the more. He redoubled his punishment under the stupified glance of writing, zebra?marked Linda.
“You little bitch. You'll have enough to be thirsty with. I'll skin you, my pet.” He puffed and huffed his threats.
“Please, no more… Enough, enough.” Linda felt that she had already been skinned.
From her anus a dark substance flowed. It wasn't her fault. The sudden emotion and fright gave her what is commonly known as the 'shits'. The brown fecund matter soiled the carpet. The room was quickly filled with a nauseating odor of urine and excrement mixed with sweat and traces of come.
“I should saw you in half, my little animal beauty. What would you say if I made you eat all that? Aren't you ashamed-dirtying the carpet that way?” Arthur didn't quit his lashing as he lectured the beaten captive.
Linda hung her head. At that exact moment and in that woeful condition she would have accepted anything.
She no longer had any will and her sensations were mass of confusion. She could not endure the punishment and yet she was realizing violent orgasms provoked by the rapid hands of her sadistic uncle. What was she to believe in her puzzled state.
Her uncle ceased his whipping. He glowered at the humbled torso spattered with red, blue and black marks.
Arthur watched the broken body creep toward him on all fours. He stood motionless as a tombstone gazing upon the crushed creature who was hugging and kissing his legs.
The greying man felt his sex grow hard and the lively head of his niece ventured to the spot of his voluptuous misgivings. She mouthed the new erection like child with an all?day lollipop.
Uncle Arthur let the girl have her fun for awhile, but he had other intentions. He pushed the drunken youngster away and spoke to her in an a voice full of authority.
“Come we are going to take a bath together.”
He made her get up and after crossing the large study, he opened a door, almost hidden from view. Arthur led his niece into a bathroom which was large and tiled in rose squares. The bathroom not only contained a large bathtub but an equally large divan which was covered by a white drapery. There were other accessories in the bathroom and Linda gazed with horror at the medicine chest.
She closed her eyes and her mind drifted into the realms of wild imagination. Was she entering the domain of paradise or hell? She wondered why it took so long to find out.
“I'll prepare the bath.” Arthur took little time to turn on the bathtub faucets.
Linda took a look around and found the object of her sudden desire. She reeled over to the toilet and straddled it without the least consideration of Arthur's presence. She farted and turned red. Arthur smiled and his lips curved in contentment.
“Why you look very lovely in that position,” he affirmed.
He tiptoed over to the sitting waif and presented her his stiff prick. Linda, still straddling the toilet seat, took the cock between her teeth. She felt two pleasures at once. At the same time she was defecating, she had a full?blown masculine sex in her mouth.
In her wildest imagination she would never have dreamed all this was possible. It was only that morning that she had arrived pure and innocent just to spend a vacation by the sea. Never in her most daring dreams would she have gathered these images and perverted sensations. And yet, reality had soared beyond the most troubling hallucination.
Arthur, who was admiring the situation with his eye of a true connoisseur, licked his lips at each plop of shit that issued from the dainty ass?hole.
“Stop. I don't want to come right now, since I have other pleasures in view.” Linda, who had finished her needs, leaned over to grab the toilet paper, but Arthur's hand stopped her from exercising any further action. Neatly he unraveled the roll of hygenic paper and wiped her clean himself. Then he bent over and licked out the rosebrown hole.
“Come here, the bath is ready.” Arthur led naked Linda by the hand.
The stepped into the oversized bath at the same time. The water came up to their hips. Linda felt a prickly sensation caused by the tepid water which soothed and burned her skin at the same time. She had recently been beaten and she was highly sensitive from head to toe. Little by little she became used to the warming effect of the water as she watched her uncle soap himself vigorously.
Then charitable Arthur soaped his niece as though he were washing a puppy?dog. Linda made faces and it was obvious that her wounds gave her much distress.
“Now, now…” Her uncle's voice grew paternal and debonnaire. “You're as dirty as a pigling and you squeel at a piece of soap. If you don't behave, I shall have to punish you and you can just guess how I'll go about it.” He meant business and Linda had no doubts about it.
She didn't have to strain her imagination any more. Linda had been initiated and she knew anything could happen. The seance in the bathroom was a far cry from being dispensed with. Surprises were undoubtedly in store for her. And, what was most surprising of all, she was welcoming the unexpected, the unknown with an almost voracious pleasure.
Her uncle stood up in the bathtub and spread the soap all over her fine body. She was soon covered with soap suds, particularly her fuzzy bush. Linda thought of the many times she had accomplished this same act with a hint of the pleasure it might give if treated by some worthy hands. Reality passes up fiction, and her uncle's hand spread her thighs in an effort to soap her ass, belly and inner thighs. A delicate finger wiggled in her anus. Linda was careful to conceal her pleasure. She wriggled with satisfaction.
“Now we're going to ass?fuck in a bathtub, my dear. Hang on to the railing and spread apart, darling mermaid.”
Linda didn't have to be coaxed twice. She felt a small wave encircle her pussy and the rippling sensation meant that a torpedo was being well?aimed at her foaming sex.
A direct hit. The penis slipped into the crack like oiled hand into a waiting glove. Linda's cunt was lubricated by the soapy suds.
This time the young girl squirmed and squeeled with pleasure. Never before had she felt the true value of her uncle's prick. It went in and out with all the vivacity of Mack truck piston. When she turned her head, she saw foam floating on the water's surface. As the two sexes collided in battle, a choppy sea indicated heated action.
She could not help gazing at Arthur's face. He appeared transfigured as he took on the aspects of a demon and an angel all at once.
“It's magnificent. You're wonderful.” Linda was sincere in her praise.
She suffered a bit due to the width of Arthur's cock. It was difficult to withstand the erection in her small ass?hole. It was with pain and pleasure that she took the erotic stimulant of the novel bath of pleasure.