MADISON & STEPHEN

BY SCAVENGER

When we were 10 and 6 years of age, we lived in a large house at then end of a dead end street. In fact, we were the only ones on the block. Madison (my sister, the 6-year-old) often played in the forest behind our house completely naked. She was the most beautiful little girl. Short blond hair, big blue eyes, freckles on the bridge of her nose and cheeks, not too big and not too small, not too fat and not too thin, not too chubby and not too lean. Perfect inny belly button, perfect pinkish little nipples on her creamy skin, perfect little butt sticking out at just the right angle at just the right size, perfect bare feet with soft toes and soles with toes not too long and not too short, and of course the perfect little hairless vagina and perfect anus. Yes, I had seen it all, on many occasions. And every time I did I got an erection. I love my sister deeply, and always protected her from bullies and other nasty people. I was fairly big for my age, about the size of a twelve year old, but still hairless in my pubic area. I often played tag with my naked sister in those woods. And when I watched her hugging trees, I got an idea. Many times she had asked me to tie her up, because she accidentally caught a glimpse of one of dad’s bondage magazines. She often wondered what it would be like to be tied up. I told her that we didn’t have time, or we were going somewhere, or our folks were having company, just about anything I could think of to tell her to avoid the situation, but I always told her the truth. We never lied to each other, or to our parents. I finally thought this would be a good time to tie her up. I asked her if she would like to play a special game. She said sure. I told her to wait right where she was and I would be right back. Our parents had gone out for the afternoon into late evening, leaving a note about eating supper.

It only took me a few minutes to gather the things I needed. When I returned she was still standing there in all her beautiful nudity.

“OK, Madison, here’s what I want you to do. I want you to find a low hanging branch that is fairly sturdy.” She looked around until she found the very one. I agreed. It was perfect, just like she was. I wouldn’t have settled for anything less.

I spread a towel directly under it and told her to sit down. She sat on the towel, not knowing what I was going to do to her.

“OK, Madison, here’s what I am going to do to you. If you say no when I tell you, I will forget about it. I want to do to you what you have asked me to do a lot of times. What I want to do is to tie you up. Will you let me?”

“Sure, Stephen, why wouldn’t I let you? You have never done anything to really hurt me, and it might be kind of fun to be tied up. You know I have always wanted to see what it was like after I saw dad’s tied-up magazine. So go ahead, however you want to.” She gave me a small grin. Her voice. Soft and perfect.

“OK, Madison, I am going to wrap rope around each wrist and tie it off. Then I am going to pull your arms up and out as far as I can get them, and tie them to the limb above you. OK?”

She nodded, smiling, holding out her wrists. I proceeded to do just exactly what I told her I would. Her arms were spread as wide as I could get them. I pulled the towel a little foreward so her arms and upper body were pulled just a tad towards her feet.

“Now, Madison, I am going to do the same thing to your beautiful ankles.” She held up one ankle and I tied a rope around it several times, then did the same to the other ankle as she lifted it up. I pulled up her right ankle, and had to pull it back just a bit to get it tied, right with her right wrist. Then I did the same with her left ankle. Now, her legs were spread farther apart than her arms, then I tied her upper arms to her lower legs, really binding her completely, forcing her into an uncomfortable and awkward position, her weight just at the top of her little bottom crack.

“Now, Madison, if you permit me, I am going to gag you and blindfold you as well. Are you OK tied like that, and will allow me to blindfold and gag you?”

“Yes, Stephen, I am fine. And yes, you can gag me and blindfold me, if you wish.” She closed her eyes and opened her mouth.

I used two folded bandanas to cover each eye, then wrapped a third bandana around her head to keep them on and tied it tightly behind her head. “Can you see anything at all, Madison?”

“No, Stephen, I can’t see anything at all. I am totally blind.”

“Now, I am going to ask you again. Will you let me gag you as well?”

“Stephen, I am fine, and a little nervous, but excited as well. Gag me really good. I hope you do some things to me, and not just let me be tied up here. OK?”

“Madison, I promise you, I will do things to you. I am going to gag you now.” I used one of her small socks rolled into a cylinder and stuffed inside a second knee-length sock. I forced it back into her mouth past here teeth, then yanked on it, wrapped the sock around her mouth to hold in the gag in, and tied it tightly behind her head.

I looked at my handy work. I had my little sister, only 6 years old, completely naked, severely bound, gagged and blindfolded in a secluded wooded area behind hour house. I made certain I tied her so no one from anywhere could see her.

I looked at her, seeing her heaving little chest. I couldn’t help but notice her little nipples had become erect. Her labia had parted and shined with her new wetness. I watched enthralled as she tightened and loosened her sphincter. She was mine. What did I want to do first?

I couldn’t resist. I touched her pale pink anus and she jerked in her bonds and gave out a little grunt through her gag. I began to run my finger up and down her little anus, causing her to gyrate her whole body. I knew she was clean, because she had a shower just before she came out here. I bathed her.

I stopped, and she whined as if she wanted me to continue doing it. I bent directly over her anus and drooled on it, then used my finger again to rub along it, this time sticking my middle finger into her little rear passage. She screamed as my finger went deeper and deeper, until I could get no more of my finger in her. I just let it rest there a minute as she struggled against me – or with me. I wiggled my finger around in her rear passage, and she squirmed, jerking in her ties. I reached up through her arms and began to tease and torture her little nipples, now pushed slightly out by the way her body was sandwiched, almost touching her thighs. I twisted them, pinched them, pulled them out as far as I could get them and let them pop back. I pulled two clothes pins out of the sack of stuff and attached one to each nipple. She screamed each time I added one. My finger was still in her anal canal.

I flicked the clothespins and made her scream. Such a perfect little scream. Her labia were parted, her lips becoming wetter with her own juices. Yes, she wanted me to bring her to orgasm. But I didn’t want it to happen too soon. I wanted to have my fun with her. I yanked my finger out of her anus. She screamed again. Then I sat back just to look at her, not touching her for about ten minutes or so.

When she realized I wasn’t there, she began to “look” around, as if she could see me. She tried to call my name. I never answered her. She screamed to get my attention. I continued to ignore her. Her body began to shake. I realized she was crying.

“Hey, Madison, don’t cry. I’m still here. I was just enjoying looking at your perfectly naked, tied, gagged and blindfolded body with the clothes pins on your pink nipples. I am just going to sit her just a little longer, OK?”

She nodded, OK now that she knew I was still there. Soon, just to please her (which is all I wanted to do) I reached out with two fingers and flicked the nail of one finger against her anus. She jerked. I drooled on it again, and rammed my finger into her anal canal. She gasped, and I thought she was going to pass out. But no, she was a real trooper. With my other hand I began to rub her slit lightly, so she knew I was there, but not able to get off on just that little pressure. I looked at her clitoris. It was quite large for a 6yo. Maybe a full 2” long. I bent my head down, and started flicking it with my tongue. This really sent her into spasms. I stopped until she eased back down.

As I began to move my finger in and out of her butt, I used my tongue on her clit, and I inserted my finger into her vagina, moving it in and out at the same time as my anal finger.

Madison began to buck and squirm and wriggle and wiggle and whatever other words you might be able to use to describe her. Perhaps electric shocks. This is what it felt like as she continued to move around and back and forth, and to and fro, and . . . I stopped. She whined. I knew she was close to orgasm, but I didn’t want her to cum yet. I allowed her to calm down.

I had another idea. “Madison, I am going to do something. I am going in the house for about an hour and just leave you here, naked and tied up and blindfolded and gagged and nipple clamped as you are, and just let you suffer, or enjoy, being tied up without me. I promise I will be back in an hour. Will that be all right with you?”

She hesitated for more than a minute. I thought she might say no. But she nodded.

“OK, sis, I will be back after while.” I got up and left, making loud noises with my feet as I did so. And I left her. I watched TV for a while, but couldn’t wait. I went back to her in thirty minutes, but very quietly so she wouldn’t hear me. I sat down very carefully, and leaned back against a tree very close to where I tied her, directly looking at her butt and anus and everything else. She struggled, she made little noises through her gag, and moved her butt back and forth in trying to get loose. Her little anus kept tightening and loosening as she struggled. I loved to hear the sounds coming from her gagged mouth, little high-pitched sounds of complete ecstasy. I looked at my watch for the next thirty minutes to end. As it became close, I sneaked away again, then made loud walking noises back toward her.

“Hi, baby. Are you OK?” She nodded. “Do you want to be untied?” She shook her head vigorously.

Well, I began on her again. I had brought with me a little bottle of baby oil. I got my fingers wet with it and rubbed it all over her little butt, especially around her anus, even using a finger to rub it inside her canal. Now my finger slid in and out very easily. She grunted as I moved my middle finger into her anus once again. And I began on her. As before, I used my tongue on her clitoris, with my other hand inserting a finger into her very wet little vagina.

I began really slowly. She squirmed and mewled into her gag. Well, you get my meaning. I sped up just a little, then a few minutes later a little faster. Finally I was licking and moving my fingers in and out of her two holes to finally bring her to orgasm. She screamed, and I mean really screamed this time, and her body tensed several times. Her beautiful toes curled again and again. Finally, she slumped in her bondage as best as she could. I literally yanked my fingers out of her two holes at the same time, and she tensed again, apparently reaching a second orgasm. I didn’t open the clothespins to take them off, I just yanked them off. She screamed again.

I sat back, looking at her now, her naked body covered with sweat running down and pooling in her belly button. Her nipples were red where the clothespins had pinched them mercilessly. Her juices began to leak out of her vagina, rolling onto her anus.

“Madison, is it OK if I just leave you tied up for a while so I can continue to look at you this way? I love you, sis, and if you want me to free you, just nod your head to one or the other. May I leave you tied up a while longer?”

She nodded. “I will be right here. I won’t leave you again. I just want to look at you. I love you so much. You mean so much to me. I never want to lose you, or have fights with you, or anything like that, ever. OK?”

Madison nodded. I went to her and removed her gag. I took her head in my hands and kissed her on the lips. She didn’t pull away. She returned the kiss. I re-gagged her.

“God, Madison, you are so perfect in every way. You don’t have a blemish on you. I wish you weren’t my sister. I could very easily fall in love with you as a girlfriend. But everything about you is just so perfect. Your face, your belly button, your nipples, your vagina and clitoris, you anus, your sweet butt, your perfect little ankles and feet and toes.”

I shut up, and sat back and looked at her. The orgasmic juices leaking out her labia, her clit now hiding back under its hood. Her little anus, so perfectly round, still being contracted and released as Madison moved in her bonds.

“Madison, little sis, are you ready to be untied now?”

She shook her head no again. So I just sat back and watched her some more. She played in trying to get free. She knew she couldn’t, but that didn’t stop her. I think she liked playing at trying to escape. I watched as her little body writhed back and forth in her severe ties. Her hands opened and closed. Her toes curled and uncurled. Her little nipples shook. Her labia came open again. Her clitoris made its appearance from its little hood.

I couldn’t help myself. I began playing with her clit with one hand, and inserted a finger into her vagina with the other, and forced her to orgasm again. She screamed, tensed several times, so I knew she came more than once again. She slumped, and I pulled my finger out slowly.

She began to whine and struggle. “Do you want untied now?”

She nodded.

“You know what, I’m not ready to untie you. I want you to suffer some more. I want to see you struggle. Really struggle really hard. When I am satisfied I will untie you. Now, really try to get loose.”

She began to writhe and squirm in earnest, jerking her wrists and ankles in an effort to get free. She pulled herself up, her butt completely off the towel. She continued to struggle. She began to slow.

“No,” I told her. “Keep it up. I’m not satisfied yet.”

She sped up again, screaming and grunting through her gag. I watched as her labia spread open yet again. I pushed a finger into her vagina and began to move it in and out. She writhed and screamed as I continued to move my finger in and out. Finally she tensed and relaxed several more times, telling me she had reached several orgasms again. I pulled my finger out. She slumped in her ties again. I knew she had reached her limit.

I first removed her gag and kissed her again. I then removed her blindfold. I untied her arms from her legs, released her ankles, then her wrists. She fell back into a slightly spread position on the towel. I removed the tied from her wrists and ankles. I put everything into the bag and picked it up. I picked her up along with the towel. I carried her to the bathroom and lay her down as I ran a bath for us, with lots of bubbles. I picked her up and sat her there. I got out of my clothes. I sported an erection, which embarrassed me. Nudity in front of her never did because we often bathed together. But she had never seen my penis erect. She asked me about it. I told her I needed to masturbate. She asked me how I did that. I began to show her with my hand. I told her that a lot of times a girl will take a boy’s penis into her mouth and use her mouth to suck him and to move her mouth up and down until he shoots his sperm into her mouth while she played with his testicles, and she usually swallows it to show how much she loves him. She got on her knees, moved my hand away from my penis, and then took it into her mouth. She sucked, and moved here head back and forth and used her hands to play with my testicles, and I instinctively held the back of her head so she couldn’t move her mouth off. I began to pump with her movements, and soon could feel the spasms of spurting into her mouth several times. I watched as she swallowed.

“That tasted good, Stephen. I want to do it again, sometime.”

I told her that would be really nice if she would. Now I told her to do nothing, I would wash her all over. I washed her hair, rubbed her body with soap, rubbing her little nipples, down to her belly button, inserting a finger into her vagina just to wash it out, inserting a finger into her anus just to wash it out, and washed her legs, and best of all, taking extra time to wash her feet and toes. I rinsed us off, then I toweled off Madison, then myself. We went down to the kitchen naked. I read the note from mom. I called for pizza, and when the doorbell rang forgot I didn’t have on any clothes. I got the money, opened the door wide, Madison standing beside me also naked, and paid the girl for the pizza. She looked down at us. I looked down at us.

“Oh, god, I’m sorry. This is my sister. We just got out of the bathtub and we forgot to put our clothes on. Please forgive us.” She said she understood. She had an older brother who had done things for her when they were little, all the time running around naked. She promised not to tell anyone.

We ate pizza, then went to bed. Madison asked me if I would sleep with her tonight, since mom and dad weren’t home yet. I said sure. We huddled together, my front to her back, my arms around her. My penis nestled in her perfect butt crack. She could feel me, and she moved back against me as far as she could, really trapping my penis in her little bottom crack. It felt really good. Before we actually slept, Madison asked me if I would tie her up again real soon. I told her I would love to, just as soon as we had the chance and had time alone again. She said she wanted to look at dad’s bondage magazines and see how I could tie her up differently next time.

We finally went to sleep . . .