Suddenly, she realized that I was not kidding and she was in my control, Then there was a contrite Esther pleading, "Look I'm sorry, I really didn't mean to piss you off, please don't do that. I will need all my concentration for this whole thing."

"You should have thought of that when you mouthed off. There is more I can add though, if you want to return to the old attitude." I was no longer smiling, though of course it was lost on her blindfolded face.

Now Esther was meek, "No, let's just get on with it then."

It was just the blow I wanted to strike, capitulation to my demands. So I walked to the line holding her wrists tautly and pulled it loose. Now I pushed her into a sitting position and the stiffness caused some cramping. I thoroughly enjoyed the wincing, but I did not wait for her to recover. I then put her on her knees before I pushed her face down. I undid the wrist ropes and then pulled her arms behind her back, retied the wrists and then her elbows together. I undid her ankles and then surveyed my work, the wrists had been rubbed raw, as well as her ankles. But the back had become a thing of beauty; the scraping made it appear like one huge abrasion.

While she was still on her face, I removed her running shoes. I quickly fashioned a hobble that I placed just above her calves. It would slow her somewhat but allow her to keep her balance. Now I used her hair to pull her to her knees. "Ok Cousin Esther. It's your turn to be mouth-fucked. Any thoughts of a Bobbit solution ends badly for your mother and you. Besides, I bet you have done this for lots of your boyfriends." My cock, between Naomi's adventure and the naked cousin in front of me had my erection almost rigid. As she took me in her mouth, I knew that I was going to not last at all and I spewed the spunk into her mouth before she could prepare. I reached down to squeeze my own balls to force everything into her mouth. She had to gulp three times to get it all forced down and some dribbled out the corner of her mouth.

I pushed her back against the ground, and I was rewarded with another wince. I removed the noose from her neck and slipped it over her right breast at the base. I cinched at the noose and it gathered the breast in nicely causing it to bulge. Then, I tightened it more and I heard Esther grunt. A real trooper was this one. I cinched it tighter and it didn't move much at all. I used the remaining rope to wind around until the tit was a bulb bulging off her chest, then, I tied it off, the discoloration had already started I produced a second noose from the sack and repeated the actions on her left breast. I could not help myself and flicked each nipple. It was enough to elicit a painful whimper from her.

I looked at my watch and realized I would get behind if I played anymore, "Ok Esther, you have some luck on your side. I have to go, so we will skip the nettles. I left your hands so you can dig with them. However, you can hear the surf from here, so I am going to take you a little deeper into the woods to let you start. Since, I am not murderous by nature, here are some hints. You shouldn't depend on her making any noise; she may have a mouth full of water. Walk, don't run or you will likely fall and that will slow you even more. Finally, use your head. You are a bright girl and I won't be around to stop you from getting any advantage you can."

I walked her about ten more yards into the woods. This accomplished two things, first the wind in the trees masked the surf so she would have to listen very closely. Second, it was all rough terrain and that was going to be hell on her bare feet. I said simply, "You're on Esther." Then I traipsed further into the woods.

Esther is no fool, and she didn't try to follow my lead. So, I double tracked around and over to the boat, and put out for a thousand yards and stopped and fixed my binoculars on Naomi. Then I settled back to watch the show.

The surf had reached Mom and she could feel the wet on the back of her neck. Then, it splashed around her and she could see the water at the corner of her eye. It moved slowly and consistently. The water now was easy to see. Soon after that, she could feel the water to start to creep up her neck. Of course, as the wave rolled in it pushed it up higher and then back down. Now the tide line was three feet in front of her and the wave action pushed the water to her chin.

While this was happening, Esther took a few moments first to listen and then to think. She was in a forest and there had to be a broken or a start of a branch she could use. So she shuffled until she bumped up against a tree. She felt her way around the tree but there was nothing there to use. She shuffled to the next tree and halfway around there was a twig. She felt it scrape against her scalp. She positioned herself with the back to the tree and pushed up on the balls of her feet and tried to catch the knot of her blindfold.

By now the surface of the water around her was above her chin. And sea water had invaded her stretched open mouth. With concentration she breathed in through her nose and forced the water out with a blast of air. That worked for a while, but finally the level of the water was above her bottom lip. She recalled my words and tipped back her head. And she blasted her mouth clear again, with some air. But it was only a temporary reprieve, soon the water level flooded her mouth again. But now, we see where Esther comes by her brains. Naomi began to time the waves so she breathed through her nose on the downside. She is sure now Esther won't arrive in time and mother prepares for her fate. Terror was in the waiting as she wondered how it will be to drown, but she was determined not to give in. Naomi was going to fight right to the last gasp. Then something extraordinary happened, the water level began to fall and now she could clear her mouth. Then she could tip her head forward. It was then she really became angry. Naomi knew I had planned it this way, she would survive on her own and Esther would eventually come to rescue her. But in the mean time, she was sure that her daughter would realize that she wouldn't have survived, if I had buried her two inches deeper. There was no comfortable margin of error. However, that was part of the kick in it for me, I had never killed anyone, but I was willing to chance becoming a murderer if I was wrong. That would be little consolation to the family of the girl that I goofed on. But it was an incredible rush.for me.

Esther was crying as she stretched to catch the blindfold. Her calves ached and she was weary. Finally, the twig latched to the fabric and the blindfold was off. Since the sun was beyond the treetops, she recovered her sight quickly and oriented herself. It took a couple of falls to convince her that running was a bad idea. And there were sharp objects and burrs in her path. Eventually, she saw the beach through the trees and moves quicker. Once she feels the sand beneath her feet, she hurries looking up and down the beach. She sees something in the distance and moves toward it. Sobbing, as she realizes the tide was ebbing, she took too long. She slowed to catch her breath and then moved to the scene.

She can see Esther in the distance and begin to move her head to attract her attention. She does not perceive it at first, but when she does she moves as quickly as her bondage allows. When she arrives, she drops down and begins to scoop at the sand pushing as much as she can to the side creating a bowl around her head. She is fatigues and stops with her pussy in front of her face to rest.

The phallic stone has done nothing to stop the arousal she feels and there was a sweet cunt in front of her face and her tongue flicks unconsciously out to invite the slit closer. She understands and shuffles closer and her tongue invaded the soft flesh. She groans and says, "Oh yes, mom, do it deeper, tongue me out. Eat your baby girl." She pushed her groin into her face and her tongue probed deeper until she can feel the shape of the clitoris engorging. She encourages it along and Esther arched her back, thrusting her bluish tied tits out in front of her and ramming her vagina harder against her mouth. Both of you were oblivious to anything besides the coming climax that both of you were approaching.

I had brought the yacht back int to cove and quietly made my way back to the beach was so involved in the sight that I missed the movement as well. You both hear the terrifying words, "Well, well, look what I found! A mother that does her daughter." As they see the mini cam in my hands and realize that I had been recording the whole scene. "Yes, I can imagine how everyone would take finding that you two upstanding members of the family were lesbians. But don't let me stop you, Esther looks as though she is going to scream Naomi. Perhaps you should take pity on the girl you gave birth to and finish her." My laugh was anything but comforting.

It was Esther that finally begged her mother, "Oh God. mommy please. don't. leave me. like. this. Go ahead. and tongue. fuck. me. please! ." Esther's plea was ragged as she fought to cross the last distance to sexual nirvana. Naomi's daughter was so in lust that she could not think of any thing but that orgasm. It was almost male in nature. I just continued to record.

Mothers are by their nature, inclined to give their children what they ask for and Naomi was accommodating to her child. But all she could do, was make some undecipherable sounds through the gag, it was impossible to make out whether she was saying yes or no, so I decide to offer encouragement. "Go ahead Esther, put your pussy on her mouth and she will get you off." Esther needed no more prodding than that and rammed her slit into her mother's face and Naomi start to flick and lick again it for another forty-five minutes and finally Esther arched, screamed and shuddered as she almost convulsed as she climaxed. Drained, Esther fell to the side, breathing hard.

I stop the camcorder and produce a shove. Then I proceed to dig Naomi out of her sandy prison. I stop when I reach the point where I can extract the stone from her pussy and leave her for a moment and walk the rock over to Esther, "Cousin Esther, I want you to taste what your mother." I roughly pull her onto her back and she meekly opens her mouth and I force her tongue to clean Naomi's lubrication mixed with sand off the rock. I twist a nipple, more for show than effect and let her drop. I see that Esther's breasts are turning almost black and I undid her breast bondage as the blood rushed into the tits, Esther squealed as the ability to feel pain returned to her numbed rack.

I left her to deal with her new painful sensations, top return mother and finish extracting her from the hole. I dragged her out and her eyes were pleading with me and it was time to get the gag out before there were permanent consequences, so I unfastened the gag and freed her mouth and she spoke immediately, "Thank you, Cousin. well thank you but God, I need to finish, the dildo you had in me has me wanting more. Please I will do anything as long as it won't hurt Esther. Please, dear God, I need you to make me cum."

" You will do anything I ask Naomi? As long as, it doesn't concern your daughter? I asked with real surprise.

Naomi nodded her eyes averted, but she was truly desperate. "Ok, I will do you right Naomi I will bring you over the top. The price will be this: You will be my urinal afterward. This is the way it will work, I you will kneel in front of me and tip back your head and hold your mouth open and I will fill your mouth, then you will swallow all of it and then I will fill it again and so forth until I am finished. That's the deal."

Esther's Mom looked up in disbelief, but the ache was huge and she gave into the desire. She dropped her head and said, "Ok I agree, I become your piss toy, please I am dying, please take me now!"