"Man, oh man!" he gulped.
"Hot damn!" Frank agreed. "Get something we can cut these panties off her with!"
When Julie heard this, she started shaking and struggling wildly on top of the sawhorse!
No!No! she screamed in her mind.
She could hear Sam scrambling all over the straw littered floor, looking anxiously for something sharp that would rip through the panties and let him see her cunny, bare and hairless!
Julie was working madly at the soaked mass of her sock in her mouth, twisting her head and upper body in strange contortions as she shoved her tongue at the thing and chewed her jaws and shook her head wildly to try to free herself of the gag.
She felt a corner of the sock drop down over her chin, wetting her soft skin with her own saliva. But it was a start! She pushed and chewed and tongued the huge wad until she felt it really giving, sliding out and down under the twine that held it, weakly now, in her wide open mouth.
And finally it fell out of her mouth entirely!
But the twine still rested between her teeth. Julie sighed, breathing deeply through her mouth, catching her breath, easing the strain in her aching jaws and tongue.
The sock had fallen into the loose net of her skirt, between her chest and Frank's clutching fist holding the skirt high, almost up to Julie's pretty face.
He was so occupied with her panties he hadn't even felt the weight of the wet sock hitting the skirt.
Julie wished she could see, but at least she could call out for help.
She took in a deep breath, ready to scream and caught her breath, held it. Who could hear her, from inside the barn? No one, that's who. Damn it all!
She felt Frank's fingers trying to pull her panties down lower on her hips, but the position she was in wouldn't allow that.
Sam shouted, "Hey! I found something!"
"Get it over here!"
Julie heard the running feet and then felt Sam's rough breath on her bared thigh. Something was passed to Frank, and suddenly Julie winced, tried to back away, as she felt the cold, rusted wirecutters begin their jagged tearing work on the waistband of her pretty panties.
She moaned.
Her only hope was to try to talk them out of this terrible thing they were doing to her.
"Please," she whispered. "Frank, please don't do this to me."
Sam growled and groaned as he looked up and saw the gag out of the girl's mouth. But the sight of the ropes between her full, wet, sensuous little girl lips made his tiny fat prick rise hard and hurting in his tight cowboy pants.
He stared at her lips as she begged Frank to leave her alone, to help her get down off the sawhorse, to release her.
"Oh, shut up!" Frank ordered her loudly.
He was twisting the wirecutters this way and that, trying to rip the material open so that he could strip it off her pussy. Suddenly the elastic in the waistband gave way, and with a long ripping sound, Frank tore the panties open down her left thigh to the legband.
"Noooo!" Julie cried.
"Sam, get up there and put that damned gag back in her!"
But Sam was too hot to hear the order. All he wanted to do was stuff the girl's sweet mouth with his chubby little dong!
"Sam!" Frank shouted again, this time giving the boy a hard shove. "Gag her! Stuff something into her mouth and shut her up!"
Sam suddenly doubled over at the sound of Frank's words, the thought of shoving something – his cock! – between those puffy lips of hers and filling her mouth and shutting her up!
He doubled over and clutched the front of his pants, jerking and jumping up and down as he filled his underwear with come!
He'd come in his pants!
Creamed his jeans with the thought of fucking Julie's mouth!
"Ohhhhhh…" the boy groaned, moving backward across the floor as he kept himself bent over, squeezing his dick dry through his pants.
He backed up to the door, then suddenly turned and darted through, ran off home.
"Stupid!" Frank shouted violently after him.
Julie didn't know what had happened, that her sweet mouth had made a boy come in his pants, but her own heart was pounding wildly as she felt Frank's hands return to their work of stripping her cunt bare of her protective panties.
She suddenly thought of a new way to try to get out of this awful situation.
"Frank!" she called down to the boy. "Listen to me! If I'm up here and you're down there, you can't do anything to me! Help me get down off this thing! Put me down on the floor! Then I'll… I'll help you!"
This made Frank stop and look up at Julie.
"Huh? Help me?"
She nodded. "Yes! What can you do if I'm tied up like this? I could really show you my… my cunny… if you untie me and let me down. I'll… I'll even… take off… everything! I'll take off all my clothes and let you… let you feel me… anywhere you want to! Don't you want to see my… breasts, too? I'll take off my shirt! I'll take off my skirt and my panties and lay down on the floor and let you… do anything you want to… to me!"
She was talking like crazy, a mile a minute, trying to get him to agree to untie her and get her down from the hard horse. Then she could run like hell out of here!
Frank slowly lowered the front of Julie's skirt and then tossed the wirecutters aside.
"You promise?"
Julie nodded eagerly.
"Yes! I promise!"
"If you try to run away, I'll catch you! Boy, will you regret it!"
Julie wet her lips. "I won't try to run away, Frank! Hey! Don't you think I might like to be touched!"
Frank hadn't considered that possibility, but when Julie said it, he grinned and raised his eyebrows. Wow! All right! And he hopped around behind her and began tearing at the tightly wound twine!
CHAPTER SIX
Julie, still sitting spread-legged on top of the sawhorse in the dimly lit old barn, felt Frank's hot breath on her bare arms as he fumbled the rough tight twine from around her thin wrists.
Finally, she felt the almost sexual release of pressure on her sensitive wrists, and sighed and shuddered with both relief and, strangely, a light fluttering pleasure in her wrists… and her nipples!
She brought her hands around her body and rubbed her tingling wrists hard, bringing back the circulation. It felt good. She shook her shoulders and hunched her back some, to ease the strain of her upright position.
Then she simply waited for Frank to take the blindfold off her eyes and untie her ankles from the cement blocks. She heard him grunt as he reached up high to the back of her neck and loosened the sock around her eyes. It fell away and Julie squinted hard before slowly opening her eyes. But since the light was not bright in here, she had no difficulty adjusting to the darkness.
Now she sat on the horse, her legs open, her prepubescent pussy lips pressing down with her full weight on the ridge along its top, waiting for Frank to release her legs. She sighed and glanced at the high ceiling of the barn.
Frank wasn't untying her legs.
"Frank?" she said.
"What?" he answered. He was standing in front of her, a few feet away from the sawhorse, just watching her.
"What is it? Aren't you going to let me down?" she whined.
Frank gave her a silly grin, then shook his head very slowly. "Nope," he said.
Julie managed to force a tight smile to her lips and cocked her head coyly to one shoulder, at the same time lifting her hands toward her tiny puffy nipples.
"I though you wanted me to take off my clothes for you."
Frank nodded sharply.
"Yep! Go ahead!"
Julie jerked her head, shocked. "What?"
Oh no!
"No!" the little girl cried. She placed both hands down on the rail of the horse under her body and pushed, trying to lift her body and pull the blocks backward so she could slide off the horse.