"Let's really tie her up," Tommy replied.
They untied Janice's wrists, letting her feet go flat on the garage floor. When she lowered her arms, they ached as feeling returned to them. She sobbed quietly, head down to conceal the shame burning on her pretty face.
Janice gave a muffled cry as her hands were jerked behind her back. She would have fallen if Freddie had not been holding her upright. She felt ropes being wrapped around her wrists again, and she wished they would turn her loose. She promised herself she would not tell on them if they would let her go right now. She wanted to tell them that, but the tape prevented any sound other than moans. She felt Tommy's cock brushing against her hands as he tied her wrists securely.
Freddie and Tommy were taller and bigger than her, and so much stronger. She was, after all, just a tiny little girl, and her cunt was as bald as the day she had been born. Tommy and Freddie at least had a little hair on their cocks, she had seen. That fascinated Janice as much as those cocks and balls had.
She wondered if she would let them play with her without being tied up this way. It was naughty, she knew. Her mother had told her many times how nasty it was to let a boy see under her skirts and it was especially nasty if they touched her there. But Janice didn't know if it would be nasty or not. Sometimes she wanted it and sometimes she didn't.
"Sit down, Janice," Tommy said. "Sit down here."
Janice sat down awkwardly, drawing her knees to her chin as a means of concealing her nakedness. But that was just what the boys wanted.
A rope was tied underneath her knees, then around her back. She couldn't straighten her legs out now. She looked down as ropes were tied about her ankles, pulling her feet apart. She blushed in shame when she realized they could see her hairless cunt.
A short, round piece of wood was placed between her feet to hold them apart. She lifted her head, her eyes pleading with them. They glistened with hot, shameful tears, and she choked as she tried to say something. She saw both had hard cocks again, and her eyes widened. There was something about seeing those hard cocks that made her shiver. If she weren't tied, Janice thought it might be fun to touch their cocks, feel how hard they were.
Freddie and Tommy stood back looking at her, their cocks standing up, pointing at the roof of the garage.
Janice felt the gritty cement of the garage floor on her naked ass. She wanted to squirm, just enough to scratch a place on her right ass cheek that itched. At least she could move her head about. She felt the come juice on her thighs smearing her stomach, and she hoped none of it would get on her blouse. Her mother would see it, guess what had happened, and blister her ass good.
"She has a pretty cunt, don't she?" Tommy said, leaning down and gazing between her spread feet. "She don't have any hair, though."
"She's not old enough to have hair on her cunt," Freddie said. "Besides, you ain't never seen a hairy cunt in your fucking life."
"This is the only cunt I've ever seen," Tommy said. "Just like you."
"I've seen pictures," Freddie bragged.
"So have I," Tommy replied. "Pictures of women. I ain't seen any as young as Janice, though. You think there's any pictures of young girls around, Freddie?"
"Shit, who needs pictures when we have a real cunt like Janice?"
"You're right." Tommy giggled.
"What are we gonna do with her now?"
Freddie aked.
"When does Mom come home?"
"About an hour, I guess," Freddie asked.
"Wanna fuck Janice?" Tommy asked.
"You ever been fucked, Janice?" Freddie asked, playing with his cock. "You ever had anything like this cock of mine in your fucking cunt?"
The words they were using made Janice's face burn with a bright pink color. She shook her head, her golden hair dancing from movement. Her eyes were enormous with fear. She had heard that boys stuck those things in girls.
Tommy arched his hips forward, holding the base of his cock. He had a huge grin.
"What are you gonna do?" Freddie asked, watching his brother.
"I'm gonna piss on her," Tommy laughed.
Janice's eyes went wide, looking up at the boy. She began to shake her head from side to side violently, her beautiful hair dancing. She screamed against the tape covering her mouth. The fear in her blue eyes encouraged Tommy. She stared at his cock as though it were a snake, her small body shaking. She fought against the ropes binding her hands behind her, but it was hopeless.
Tommy let loose a quick spurt of golden piss. It splashed on her foot.
Again Janice tried to scream her outrage.
She tried to jerk her foot away, but that, too, was impossible. Tommy giggled, waving his cock.
"You like that, Janice?" he asked, his high-pitched voice excited. "You like it when I piss on your fucking foot?"
"Sure she does," Freddie laughed, finding himself excited this. "Go on, piss on her again, Tommy."
Tommy squirted another stream of piss on her foot, then he aimed his cock at the other. Me laughed all the time he was pissing on her feet.
Janice, feeling the hot piss soak her feet shivered, feeling disgusted. Tears came to her eyes again. She hadn't done anything to them, she told herself. It wasn't her fault they had thrown her down in that field and took her panties off. She had never teased them or made fun of them. She didn't know why they were making her so ashamed of herself, tying her up, taking her panties and skirt off, touching her in places they weren't suppose to. Her mother warned her about boys like this, how nasty they were.
Tommy finished pissing on her feet, and she looked down to see them resting in a puddle of his piss. Her ankles were as wet as her feet, the piss still warm on her flesh. She looked up at them, her young, innocent eyes pleading, glistening with tears.
Freddie was squatting near her, looking between her legs. Janice wanted to cover herself but there was no way. She couldn't bring her feet together; the piece of wood between them prevented that. She looked at Freddie's eyes, feeling his gaze on her vulnerable cunt. She felt her cunt lips try to suck inward, as if cringing from his hot gaze. The way tie stared, she knew he was getting some ideas.
Freddie shoved at her shoulders, and Janice, already tied into a ball, fell backward. She would have remained on her back if her hands had not been tied this way. She rolled onto her side, feeling the gritty floor of the garage against her thigh and cheek. Her face flushed with shame. Her tight little ass and cunt was even more exposed to them.
Tommy and Freddie squatted at her ass. Freddie moved a hand out, feeling her totally hairless cunt.
Janice felt his fingers there, and she sobbed, her breath coming in raggedy wet sounds. She felt them caressing the cheeks of her ass, the puffy lips of her cunt.
Freddie pulled her cuntlips apart, peering into her cunthole as far as he could. His finger probed, and Janice felt a sharp pain. She groaned against the tape as Freddie's finger moved deeper into her pussy. It felt as if he were stretching ter cunt very wide.
"She's real hot in there," Freddie said in a husky voice. "Tight and hot. I bet my cock would feel good in her cunt."
"You gonna fuck her?" Tommy asked. "You gonna put your cock in her, Freddie?"
"I might."
"We could get in trouble," Tommy warned. "I thought we were just gonna tie her up and look and feel. She's gonna tell on us."
"Janice won't say anything," Freddie replied. "She knows we can grab her anytime we want."
He fucked his finger in and out of her tight, hot cunt.
Janice was sobbing again, but not with pain. Her cunt was strangely moist, and there was a sensation in and around it that she had never felt before. It seemed to her that Freddie's finger went awfully deep, and her cuntlips seemed about to tear, the way they stretched around his finger. Freddie pulled his finger from her pussy, then pinched the tender lips together, bringing a muffled cry of pain from Janice. He laughed, pinching her cunt again.