Linda's strange vacation

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.