Sighing with frustration, she entered her bedroom. She searched through her drawers, locating a garter belt and nylons that she had not worn in some time. She drew the silky nylons on her long legs, buckling them to the garter belt.
Next, she found a bra, then cut holes in it so her nipples would show. She put it on. With high heels on, she walked into the hall, wearing the exciting garment. She found the clips in boy’s room and clipped them to her nipples, feeling the delicious pain starting. She found the enormous rubber cock in a drawer, and bending over, inserted it up her asshole. It was so huge and tight that she could barely move without dislodging it. Taking the smaller dildo, she began running it in and out of her mouth.
Lynn then went back town the stairs, holding a bunch of nylons in her hand.
“Well?” she whispered.
They swung around and saw her.
Lynn turned slowly around so they could see what she had shoved up her ass. Facing them again, she sucked on the oilier rubber cock, her eyes flashing, blazing with deviant heat.
As they watched her, she could see interest starting in their eyes. Spreading her feet, she went into a squat. She winked at them, the cock in her mouth, her hips rotting obscenely. Then Lynn squirted a few drops of golden piss out of her cunt, ignoring the splash on the expensive carpet.
She removed the cock from her mouth, licking it, her eyes glowing with bright invitation.
“What would you like me to do?” she whispered. “Anything, anything at all. Want to tie me to the garage wall and open the door? I’ll go along with it. Want me to walk about town with one of these things shoved in me, in my cunt, up my asshole? I’ll do it. Want to take a walk in the park, make my dress blow up and show my ass? Let’s go.”
Billy and Tony stared at her, their cocks starting to lift with hardness.
“You’d do all that, Lynn?” Tony asked.
“That and more,” she said, her voice husky with desire. “The only thing I ask is to be tied up sometimes, tied up and fucked in my hot cunt and tight asshole, to let me suck your cocks off, to be pissed on. That’s all I ask, and you can do anything with me. Tie me up and strip me naked, bring all your friends in and make me fuck them, suck them off. Bring a girl, for all I care. I’ll lick her cunt, drink her piss… if you’ll just tie me up and humiliate me.”
“Really?” Billy asked.
“I promise,” Lynn said, twisting her hips lewdly. “You’ve made me learn who and what I am. I love being tied up and abused, it makes me cum. It’s the only way I can come.”
“Well, shit!” Tony giggled. “That, too,” Lynn murmured. “What, too?” Billy asked. “Shit,” she said. Lynn bagged her body, shivering with eagerness. “Shit on me! Ohhh, shit on me and shit all over my fucking cunt! Oh, please, please! I’m about to come just thinking of it!”
Billy and Tony looked at each other, then burst out laughing.
“Come on, Tony,” Billy said. “Lynn wants us to shit on her.”
Lynn turned, her naked ass rolling as she rushed to the garage, her cunt already in the convulsions of orgasms.
THE END
BH-8181 YOUNG MOTHER IN BONDAGE
CHAPTER ONE
Freddie and his brother, Tommy, stood back and looked at what they had done.
The girl hung from her arms, a rope tied overhead to an open rafter of the garage. Her feet barely touched the cement floor, her ankles bound by a strong cord. Across her mouth they had placed a wide strip of adhesive tape, effectively cutting off her screams.
Freddie and Tommy walked around the girl, looking at the way her body stretched. They were pleasedwth their handiwork, pleased by the fear in the little girl’s eyes, pleased to have her tied up and helpless.
The girl was very lovely, with golden hair that hung past her shoulders and flashing blue eyes that were now shining with fright. She was younger than they were by a couple of years. But Freddie and Tommy weren’t very old, either.
Janice, the girl, had been treating them shabbily for a long time. Both Freddie and Tommy, as young as they were, had some very strange erotic idea. They had caught Janice once in a field and had removed her panties. The girl fought them, crying and screaming, but there was no one around to hear. They held her down in the tall grass and weeds and poked at her succulent cunt and spread the cheeks of her ass, peering at the tiny pucker of her asshole.
Freddie and Tommy were interested in her hairless cunt and sweet little asshole.
Now, they had Janice, had her tied up securely, walking around her, looking at the way her cute ass arched, her back bowed, her legs dangling. Her short skirt was lifted by the way she was stretched, and they could almost see her cotton panties.
They trembled with excitement, wanting to lift her dress and peek, but they always wanted to tease themselves first. It was the anticipation of what they wanted to do with Janice that made them tremble.
They had not tied Janice’s hands, not yet. The girl hung silently, her eyes tear-filled, afraid of the boys walking around her. They were working themselves up, she saw. Both had hardons bulging at the front of their pants. She didn’t want them to take those cocks out, not like last time. They had made her hold them that day in the field, and she knew how hard they could be. Her small body shook as Freddie stood in front of her.
“Let’s see her fucking panties,” Tommy said. “She can’t hit or scratch us now, Freddie. Come on, let’s take a look at her panties.”
“You just wanna look, that’s all?” Freddie asked his brother.
“Hell, no!” Tommy snorted. “I wanna feel her cunt, too. I didn’t get to feel her up in that fucking field.”
Freddie lifted the front of Janice’s dress. Her white panties hugged her hips tightly, showing a slight bulge where her sweet cunt was.
“How sweet it is!” Tommy said, his eyes glazing as he gazed at Janice.
“How’s this?” Freddie asked. He hooked his hands into the elastic of Janice’s panties, pulling them up, causing the crotch to outline her tender cunt.
“Beautiful,” Tommy said, rubbing at his straining cock.
Tommy walked behind the girl and looked at how the panties pulled into the crack of her ass. The half-moons of Janice’s creamy young ass showed, and Tommy touched her flesh.
Janice tried to scream a protest, but the only sound she could make was a muffled moan.
Tommy pinched Janice’s ass cheek, causing Janice to jerk her hips forward, tears of pain in her young eyes. He moved back in front of Janice, where Freddie had now tucked her skirt into her waistband of the tight panties.
Freddie dropped to his knees, caressing the frightened girl’s smooth, slim thighs. Tommy shoved his hand to Janice’s cunt, stroking it through her anties.
“She’s hot as hell.” Tommy giggled. “Feel her cunt, Freddie, I swear her cunt will burn your fucking hand.”
Freddie stroked Janice’s panties, a grin on his face. “This is better than wrestling her in that fucking field. Tying her up was a damn good idea, wasn’t it?”
Tommy pulled his cock from his pants, and started rubbing the head of his prick against her thigh.
“I’m gonna jack off on her fucking legs,” he said. “I’m gonna come on her fucking legs and I don’t care if she likes it or not.”
“I’ve got a better idea,” Freddie said. He stood up and pulled a small pocketknife from his pants. Me opened the blade, and Janice struggled against the ropes, watching the knife fearfully.
Freddie cut her panties away, pulling them off her thighs. Tommy found the zipper to her skirt and jerked it from her small body. Janice hung now, naked from her waist down. Her body trembled with fright as the two boys whooped happily, touching the hairless slit of her cunt, pinching the cheeks of her ass. The pinches hurt, but she couldn’t cry out.
Freddie and Tommy removed their pants, leaving their white Tshirts on. Janice tried to avert her eyes from them, but found herself staring at their hard cocks and hanging balls. Her eyes were wide. She had seen
their cocks that day in the field, but not their balls. She was, despite her tied-up position, curious about them.
She made a whimpering sound as they pressed the rounded, smooth heads of their cocks against her legs. She felt her flesh becoming wet and slippery.
Tommy moved behind her and slipped the head of his cock into the crack of her ass. Janice felt her tiny asshole pucker from the contact, afraid he might try to shove his cock into it.
In front of her, Freddie was trying to rub the head of his cock along the slit of her hairless pink cunt, but her closed thighs prevented it.
Tommy came back in front, watching his brother trying to push his cock between Janice’s thighs.
“You can’t fuck her that way, Freddie,” he said. “You have to hold her legs open to get it in.”
“She’ll kick if we untie her feet,” Freddie said.
“Then you ain’t gonna fuck her, that’s for sure,” Tommy said, pressing the head of his cock against her hip and working his fist back and forth on it. “Let’s just come on her fucking legs and turn her loose.”
Janice cringed. She wasn’t sure what they meant by coming, and she didn’t want to find out. She looked down at them, watching their hard cocks as they both began to jack back and forth. She saw the bubbling liquids on their pissholes, but she had no idea what it was.
They took turns rubbing her cunt, sometimes with their fingers, and sometimes with the heads of their cocks. Janice hought her shoulders were going to come out of their sockets, and her hands felt numb. She could lift her legs and try to kick, but that would put too much strain on her already pain-filled shoulders. Tears streamed down her cheeks as she closed her eyes.
Freddie and Tommy were pumping furiously on their cocks now, grunting with the effort. They kept the heads of their pricks close to Janice’s flesh, ready to gush hot come over her. Janice opened her eyes, wanting to see those cocks, yet not wanting to see them. There was a tingling sensation between her legs that she had never felt before, almost as if she had to piss. Only it felt better than that.
“I’m gonna let go!” Freddie groaned.
“Me, too!” Tommy echoed.
Janice saw the spurts of white liquid come gushing from the tips of their cocks, felt it burning on her hips and running down her thighs. Her young face flushed with embarrassment, yet she could not take her eyes from what they were doing on her half-naked body. The tingle between her legs became more pronounced, and she felt as if she were going to faint.
“Look at that!” Freddie said, smearing the head of his cock into the come juice coating Janice’s thigh. “I came on her fucking leg!”
“I did, too,” Tommy said.
They stepped back, giggling in an evil sound.
Janice shivered, feeling the come juice dripping down her flesh. It felt hot on her, almost like scalding water. Yet, there was something exciting about the sensation, something she couldn’t describe.
“Now what are gonna do to her?” Freddie asked.
“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 exci
ted 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.
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