The faint whirring of the machine in the background did little to help Tricia's state of mind. She had hoped that Ike would be sleeping when she returned to the cabin from her long interlude with her father. Her light cotton dress was torn and ripped and her hair a mess… and she knew that she looked like she had been doing just what she had been doing! She had hoped to be able to sneak into the bathroom and to clean herself up before being seen by anyone.
But Ike had been waiting for her… waiting a long time too to judge by his anger… and now, she was paying for it. The bright flood lights hurt her eyes, even though she was turned away from them, and she was aware of the fact that her naked behind was probably smudged with dirt from being ground unmercifully down into the soft earth by her father's powerful body fucking into her. She trembled with guilt and a horrible fear that Ike would somehow guess what had happened. If only this whole thing could be over quickly and she could get away from his piercing stare… his yelling! But as a child she had been taught to be an obedient little girl, and even now with this demanding husband, she instinctively obeyed, cowering at his every command. Just as she had once obeyed her mother… and especially her father, (although the latter had seldom raised his voice to her)… she tried her best to carry out all of Ike's wishes… even when she thought them to be ugly abnormal requests. This time was no exception, and Tricia knelt naked on all fours on the bed as Ike had ordered her to do. She cringed backwards. "NO! Ike… NO…" The video tape ground on, recording her every move… a sound device that Ike had added taking in her every sound. "What's the matter?" Ike said "looks like you've been up to something in the woods to me… got nothing left for your old man, eh?"
Tricia shivered at the words… she had just left the arms of her real old man… her father!
From her lewd position on the bed, terror struck deep in her heart. No matter how horrible Ike had been to her as a husband and there was no excuse for her incestuous acts. There was really nothing sufficient enough to explain what she had done. She wondered fleetingly if there would ever be an end to her troubles now that she had committed such a vile sin!
Ike was on the bed now… pawing at her already abused body… treating her roughly as though to punish her for her actions. His touch was ugly, uncaring… decidedly hostile… and although his hands hurt… she thought… he's right… he's right to treat me like this… I deserve it!
Her life with Ike had been bad enough before… but now after her experiences with her father, Tricia knew it would get worse and worse unless she could do something to change everything. She was worried that she was in need of psychiatric care… why else would she have done those incestuous things… why else would she now be doing what Ike told her to do! She really did feel insane there kneeling up on the bed. All she could think of was her terrible hatred for Ike… how she would like to KILL him if she only had the courage!
Impervious to his wife's thoughts, Ike peered curiously down at her white, wide-spread buttocks, making sure that they were properly placed for the video camera. What had she been doing… he wondered… she certainly was acting guilty enough so that his suspicions were aroused… apart from the way she looked when she came in the door! But he couldn't imagine prim little Tricia with another man… and besides he knew there weren't any other men around apart from her brother and her father!
"What have you been up to?" he asked, looking back over his shoulder to check out the camera image. There on the screen behind him he saw himself naked kneeling behind Tricia's smoothly upturned ass-cheeks. Her blonde hair hung down into her face, covering it completely as she held herself up on her elbows, back arching and rounded breasts swinging forward.
"You been fingering yourself out in the woods?" he leered lewdly.
Tricia only sobbed in reply, and Ike continued, warming to his task. "Well, spread those legs wider! Let's see how worked up you are!"
His large thick cock bulged out ominously in her direction, as leaning over, he slowly and deliberately parted the soft yielding cheeks much farther than they would ordinarily spread. He heard Tricia moan in protest, and smiled to himself.
"You Livingstons think you're real hot shit!" he said, leaning forward toward the small brown opening of Tricia's tiny puckered anus. Suddenly his tongue flicked forward and he licked teasingly at the surface between the softness of her widely held ass cheeks.
"OOooh!" Tricia shuddered at the awful wet feeling along her narrow trembling crevice. It felt cold and disgusting. It seemed so obscene that he should do such a thing to her and take pictures of it too, that Tricia started to cry. She felt utterly at Ike's mercy, knowing that he would not hesitate to force her into any weird, degrading position that might strike his fancy.
"You're horrible… just horrible!" she cried out. But the words could just as easily have been directed to herself, she thought. She had not only been unfaithful to her husband… but she had accepted as her lover, her own father!
Ike's tongue flicked teasingly again into the open crevice of her behind, sending chills running through her, making her feel more ashamed and embarrassed than she had ever been. He had never done this to her… never forced her into such a lewd, humiliating position and she began to wonder just what he had in mind!
"Spread your knees wider!" he ordered, glancing sideways without removing his tongue so that he could see them on the video screen. The lewd image of his wife's nakedly upturned buttocks on the small screen stimulated him all the more, and he withdrew his tongue slowly and peered at the brown, puckered little opening with amusement.
Tricia's long, trim legs were spread so far apart that they hurt. She sobbed as quietly as she could knowing that the sound of her crying usually infuriated Ike all the more. Suddenly she felt a sharp pain in her rectum and she realized dully that Ike was trying to put his finger into her back there. His finger was thick and it scraped at the tender opening of her rectum. She tried to wiggle away from the pain as it began to turn in the deep rubbery channel, moving steadily forward until she could feel the palm of his hand flat against her asscheeks and then pulling back out with tiny jerky motions.
"Nnnnnnnnnngh!" she cried out. The pain was awful… but what was worse was the awful idea of what he was doing to her.
"Please, Ike… don't!"
"Never mind all that…" Ike replied, forcing another finger into the entrance of her widely stretching rectum, and worming it in along side the other.
"NOoooooooo nonono!" Tricia tried hard to straighten out her knees so that her behind would no longer be in such a vulnerable position, but Ike pulled her back up, smacking her buttocks against the protruding rod of his cock, while keeping his fingers sunk deep up inside her rear passage. Tricia was forced to maintain her humiliating kneeling position, and her smooth creamy buttocks remained as wide spread as before.
"For this little movie, Tricia baby… we're gonna try something new… something I've wanted to do to you for a long time!"
"You and a few others… your mother among them!" he thought. Yes, what a joy it would be to have Carrie Livingston right here in this position, her backside an open book just waiting to be read.
"Now open up that tight little ass of yours… It may hurt at first… but it's good for you… little pain never hurt anybody… especially a Livingston!"
Tricia's face grew red. She felt that her husband could see right through her… that he knew just what horrible things she had done… how she had twisted and turned and begged for more! Tears ran down her face and some of her long blonde hair clung to her wet cheeks.
"Say you want it!" Ike growled.
"Say what?"
"Say you want it up the ass!" His fingers rammed forward causing her such pain that she screamed loudly.
"Oh Ike… noooooo I can't, I can't!"
"Yes… oh yes… you can!" Ike answered, leered backward at the video screen as he slowly, torturously, pulled his finger out of her puckered rectum until it suddenly slipped free at the end with a small, lewd popping sound.
"I… I…" she stammered, confused by the sudden relief she felt in her anal passage. Ike's hard hot belly pressed up against the smooth fleshy whiteness of her buttocks and he shoved his swollen cock hard up into the softly yielding crevice between them.
"You what… say it, bitch!"
"Fuck me up the ass… Yes… Ike do it… fuck me there… I deserve it… yes, you're right… oh for God's sake be quick about it… get it over with!"
"That's better…" Ike said softly, placing the hardened tip of his prick against the opening of her rectum.
He pressed in a little, and felt her cringe. She whimpered softly and then let out a piercing shriek as he unexpectedly rammed forward. Simultaneously, he slipped one hand below into the warm hair-fringed lips of her pussy, wriggling his middle flnger into her still sperm moistened slit from her father a short time ago.
"Hey… you're wet… your pussy is wet! You dig it, eh… admit it… come on!"
Ike pressed forward again… this time his prick entered just a little bit into the unused, dark confines of her rectum.
"No no no no no no never!"
Ike began to rock and push against her, ignoring her cries of pain… pulling her helplessly stretching anal passage back to him until eventually the shaft of his long thick cock was entered half way up inside the tight elasticity of the tightly clenched channel. Then Tricia could feel the hard pressure of her husband's body pressing down on her with enormous strength, pushing her naked back and buttocks down so that she was lying flat on the bed. He rammed down and imbedded his thick rock-like cock all the way into the hilt in the soft expanding opening of her asshole.
"Aaaaaaarrrrrrrrrghhhhhhhh!" she grunted in pain, beginning a hopeless thrashing beneath him. She no longer felt the remotest resemblance to a human being as her husband's lewd anal rape continued. It felt as though she were being split in two and that her insides had been torn irreparably by his cruel entry. Suddenly she recalled Susan having told her that Jamie had taken her this way once… Jamie her own brother… she never would have guessed him capable of such an act… and all at once her mind sent out a mental prayer for all womankind…
"Oh God… you're killing me!" she screamed into the sheets.
She fought in demented desperation for minutes longer against the brutal impact of the hotly driving pole imbedded up inside her and then without warning, her strength suddenly failed her and she collapsed in a limp mass beneath his tense body. She felt utterly trapped… pinned to the bed by his impaling member!
Ike's mouth breathed horribly close to her ear, wet and hot. "Like it honey…?" he cooed, "Like it?"
A wave of total disgust flooded her insides and she fought against the sense of doom that she felt. Somehow… she had no idea how… she had to withstand this ugliness… she had to get through it!
Ike's resounding laughter as he began a sawing motion into her burning anus made her think that he had really gone mad. She had always thought of him as being eccentric… but now, she knew he had gone beyond that. He began to shower words of mockery and insult down upon her, and Tricia could not imagine that he had held such horrible anger against her inside him for so long.
Something must have happened to make him behave like this!
But whatever had happened, the knowledge that Ike was not himself did nothing to alleviate that throbbing stabbing pain in her bowels… The only thing to do was to get it over with as fast as possible!
Perhaps if she pleased him… if she went along with him, making him think she liked it…! With all the courage and strength she could muster, she strained as though she were farting and tightened her anal muscles around his long thick member. She felt him groan in response, and his hard cock grew harder still, and his hands suddenly clasped her large white breasts. His cock throbbed harder, and he hesitated a moment, as though he couldn't believe that she was actually responding to him. He flexed his penis deep up inside her, and felt her respond with an answering tightening of her rectal muscles.
With a sudden glee, he jerked her up, back onto her knees, and without releasing her dancing breasts on her chest below, began to fuck into her with a wicked jubilance. To his astonisbment, she began to move her buttocks, undulating them in small circles, responding to his lascivious sodomy as though she really enjoyed it. She even went so far as to moan with pleasure the next time his thick pounding rod ground down into her.
Ike watched mystified as his prim little wife suddenly became wild like a whore. He couldn't believe it! But he certainly wasn't going to knock it. It felt too damned good!
Tricia's long blonde hair flowed out before her over the crumpled bed sheet, and periodically it would flail from side to side as she turned her head from one side to the other. A strange thing began to happen to her in the midst of her prayers that her revulsion and humiliation would not show through her act… and that was that she actually did begin to feel some pleasure!
She didn't really believe it when it started, but strangely in the midst of her torment, when she realized that she was fooling him… she felt a tingle of masochistic excitement. She began to enjoy the feeling of his lust driven cock in her backside as she thrust and squirmed back to meet it. It was somehow easier to accept the pain of her obscene impalement when she had some measure of control over it. Nevertheless it still hurt but Tricia found that the pain began to add to the excitement she was beginning to feel.
Behind her, the impassioned gurgles of her husband were picked up by the microphone of the video tape, and on the screen the waving whiteness of her backside showed clearly as he thrust deeper and deeper into her. When Ike looked next at the screen he could see her teeth bared back in ecstatic delight, her tongue flicking out almost in time to the long smooth strokes he was making into her. The full length of his plunging rod expanded her rectum with stronger and stronger lunges. It was fantastic… "I never knew she had it in her!" he thought. This was a performance he would have expected from Carrie Livingston, Tricia's mother… but not from his darling young wife! He too grew more excited than he had expected. Much of his anger was lost when he saw how much she was actually enjoying it! To his surprise, she began to mouth obscenities to him, echoing the words he had spoken to her.
"Yes… fuck it… fuck my ass… Oh, Ike… do it hard… hurt me… hurt me!" As she writhed in mindless masochistic delight beneath him, feeling his hugeness stretching and growing inside her expanded rectum. She knew that it wouldn't be long now… in seconds he would shoot his hotly building sperm high into her burning anus. She longed for the end to come, and yet some wanton streak inside her made her want it to continue.
"Oh, God!" she wailed, "Ooooooh God!" Behind her, Ike had spread the quivering cheeks of her ass wider apart and with bulging eyes watched the full length of his pistoning prick split into the twin loaves with miraculous ease. Ike felt he would burst into her… that the rubbery hot walls of his wife's tiny, hotly clasping rectum would squeeze in upon his stiffening cock until it had to explode. He increased the vigor of his strokes until he was ramming so hard, she skidded up toward the head of the bed. Tricia's chin and breasts scraped against the sheets with each forward stroke, and her entire body was buffeted forward like a big, overgrown rag doll.
"Oh cum… darling… cum!" she shouted back at him, feeling his sweat pouring over her. There came a strangled groan from behind her and she felt Ike's cock give an extra throb. She lay kneeling in front of him now like a slave… waiting for the moment when her master would deign to favour her with his bursting sperm. Excitement pulsed through her like the crackling electricity just before it happened. Then his great cock gave one last tremendous thrust and it burst apart at the seams, hot sperm emptying into her in wave after wave, flooding her rectum, racing upward into the warmly contracting depths of her bowels.
Tricia gasped out with relief as Ike howled out his pleasure behind her. She felt an enormous thrill, even though she could feel the hot sticky fluid coursing inside her, and the searing liquid made her anal walls burn almost unbearably. Yet, her humiliation was complete… in some measure she had paid for her sins… she was a whore, or worse than that… and she had received a fitting payment for her actions. Yes, she decided… she felt better!
The sound of Ike's cock slipping from her tightly contracting rectum was picked up on the mike. It was a slight wet, sucking noise, and as soon as it was over, Tricia's white moon-like buttock cheeks trembled closed and she rolled away from her husband as he fell away to the other side, collapsing in lewd satiation beside her.
"What a triumph!" he thought… "to get Tricia to respond like that… What a lay!" He had almost forgotten his promise to himself about the Livingstons… Almost… but not quite.
"Can you go again, sweetie…?" he asked deliberately.