MERRILL, LITTLE TIMMY #2 & ANDREA

BY SCAVENGER
scavenger13@earthlink.net

[ part 1 ]

Almost immediately Little Timmy began to sweat. It rolled off his forehead, off his neck, it appeared on his little chest, on his legs and feet. It especially appeared in his armpits, and it rolled freely from there. He tried to move, but couldn’t move at all. Mommy had tied him too tightly. His penis became slowly erect. It hurt already, but when it got hard all the twine around his below his cock head bit deeply into it. He tried to think of something else, anything at all. But no matter what he thought of, his penis remained as hard as it ever was. In fact, he thought it had become even harder.

“Little Timmy, would you like some company? There is someone here to see you. It’s your little friend from down the street. Her name is Merrill. Do you remember her?”

Little Timmy struggled to get out of his bindings, but it did no good.

“Hi, Timmy, it’s me, Merrill. Do you remember me?”

“Mmmph, mmmm,” was all he could say. He couldn’t even move his head to nod or shake it.

“Anyway, I just thought you’d like to know, I have been tied up for several days now myself. My brother, Beryl, allowed me some time to play around for a while, and I thought I would come to see if you would like to come out to play. But I see you’re tied up yourself. How wonderful it must be for you.”

Little Timmy squirmed, squealed through his gag.

“Oh, you’d like me to do something to you, would you? And just exactly what would that be? A little cock tickling maybe?” and she played with the opening of his penis. “Perhaps a little ball squeezing, huh?” and Merrill rubbed his balls against the pole until he cried out in pain. “I know, how about some nipple torture?” She squeezed the clamps on his nipples even harder. Little Timmy screamed. She pulled them down, pushed them sideways, pushed them up. Little Timmy could do nothing but suffer Merrill’s torture.

“You know what, I think I’ll remove the twine from around your cock and allow you to fuck me. How does that sound, huh?”

He felt her hands untying the twine, and his penis then flopped free. “I’m taking all my clothes off now. Too bad you can’t see what I look like naked. Maybe some time soon I’ll let you, but not now. I am on my hands and knees, and am backing up to you. I want you to fuck me in the ass. Just a minute while I get way down, and get my cunt juices all over your cock, mixing mine with your pre-cum so it will be really slick and easily slide in my butt hole.”

She wiped down his cock with as much wetness as she could, then did the same to her rear entrance. When she believed she was wet enough, she reached back, grabbed his erect cock and slid it inside her anal canal. It slid right in. She just let it rest there for a few moments, getting used to it. Then she began to move back and forth. She knew he could do nothing, so she didn’t mind doing all the ‘work’. She moved a little faster, then a little faster, and even a little faster. She was hoping she would cum before Little Timmy. And, in fact, she did, wriggling in the throes of her orgasm. She could tell Little Timmy was about to reach his, and just before he did she pulled off of him.

“Mmmmmmm! Mmmmmmmm! Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!” he squealed. Of course, she knew what he meant. But she wasn’t going to allow him to cum in her. But she just might be persuaded to suck him off. She wasn’t afraid because she had taken a shower before she went over, cleaning himself outside and as deeply inside her anal canal as she could get. She was literally squeaky clean. She got down on her belly and moved forward so his cock was pointed directly at her mouth. She grabbed his cock with one hand, began to play with his balls with her other, then began to suck him off. She knew it wouldn’t take too long for him to ejaculate. And she was right. She sucked every spurting drip of his semen and swallowed it. He screamed as he came, unable to move his hips. He had to rely on Merrill to do all the work. She sat up and wiped off his penis, then retied his cock they way it was before.

“I think I’m just going to lay here naked and enjoy the sun with you. Would that be OK?”

“Mmmmph!” he yelped.

“Thanks. I’m glad you’ll let me stay. That way I can enjoy looking at you tied up as you are. A very pleasant view if I may say so.”

Just then they heard the sliding door open again. “Merrill, I don’t think you know little Andrea. Andrea is Little Timmy’s girlfriend. Why don’t you two get acquainted while I fix some lunch?” She didn’t mention anything about Merrill’s nudity.

Andrea walked to where Little Timmy kneeled in his total bondage. “Timmy, are you OK?” she asked him.

“MMMMMpphhh,” he answered.

“He’s fine, Andrea. He likes to be tied up and helpless. Didn’t you know that?”

“Well, he’s told me, but I thought he was just kidding.”

“Here he is, full in the flesh, naked and tied up. What do you think of him?”

“He . . . he’s beautiful.”

“So, how old are you, Andrea?” asked Merrill

“I’m 6. I love Timmy.”

“I see. Well, why don’t you take your clothes off and join me in the morning sunshine?”

“In front of you and him?”

“Well, he can’t se you, and why not? We’re both girls, both built the same way. Why should you be so embarrassed?”

“I’ve just never been naked in front of other people before. But, why not?”

Merrill watched as Andrea removed a little tank top, a pair of shorts, bright red panties. She was barefoot.

“You’re a beautiful little girl, Andrea. Come, sit by me.”

Andrea sat down next to Merrill. She looked at Merrill, and decided that Merrill, though older, still looked like a little girl herself.

“Say,” asked Merrill, “have you ever been tied up yourself?”

“How horrible, to be tied up. I don’t see why Timmy likes it.”

“Oh, I’m tied up all the time too, by my own brother. What do you think of that?”

Andrea couldn’t believe her ears. “You’ve been tied up too?”

“Sure have. And been fucked in my cunt and asshole, and a whole lot of other torturous things. Say, would you like to feel what it’s like to be tied up?”

“I don’t know. No. I better go. I need to get my clothes back on,” protested little Andrea.

“Come on. You might find you really enjoy it. You won’t know until you try it. And no clothes. You have to be tied up naked.”

Andrea thought about being tied up naked. She enjoyed being naked with Merrill. Merrill didn’t seem to mind being seen naked by people. But to be tied up too? She really did wonder what it would be like not to be able to move and have someone else do things to her.

“OK. Why not. What do I do.”

“You do absolutely nothing. I will do it all. I will just tell you how I want your hands and feet so I can get them tied really well. I have my big bag with me, and in it I have all kinds of neat things to tie up little girls.” She got her bag and opened it. “OK, roll to your stomach and put your hands behind your back and cross your ankles.” Andrea obeyed. “Now, I am going to cross your wrists and tie them very tightly.” She proceeded to bind little Andrea’s wrists with many loops of rope, both around and cross ways. She finally tied the rope ends off, leaving then very long. “Now, I am going to tie your feet.” Merrill took Andrea’s feet and pulled them up perpendicular to the ground and tied them very tightly as well. Merrill noticed how sweet and beautiful her feet and toes were. Very soft. She kissed them, licked them toe by toe. Andrea giggled as her toes were being bitten and sucked on. Merrill pushed them down, touching Andrea’s hands with the heels of her feet and used the ropes from her hands to hog tie her severely.

“Hey,” yelped Andrea, “that hurts!”

“Well, I can’t have you yelling around here, so I guess I am just going to have to gag you.”

“NO! Please don’t gag me! I promise I won’t scream or yell any more! Please! Don’t!”

Andrea pleaded, but to no success.

Merrill took out a ball gag and shoved it into Andrea’s mouth, pushing it in past her teeth and buckling it behind her head. Andrea looked up at Merrill, blinking. “I see by your eyes you want a blindfold as well. So you get one!” Andrea shook her head no and made small mewing sounds through her gag. The leather blindfold forced her eyes shut, and Merrill made sure it was buckled as tightly as she could get it behind Andrea’s head.

“Now you know what it’s like to be tied up. But that’s not all. You also get to be tortured, both in a good way and in a bad way. This is the good way.” She tickled Andrea’s feet and toes, tickled her bare bottom. “And this,” rolling Andrea over, “is a bad way.” She pinched, squeezed and pulled on Andrea’s nipples cruelly. Andrea screamed. “Now you see the difference. I can either be nice, or not nice. It depends on how you much you like being tied up. The more you like being tied up, the more bad torture, the less you like being tied up, the more good torture you get.”

Merrill looked at the two tied up children. She now had the best of both worlds – a boy and a girl, tied up and helpless. She lay back, and began to toy with Andrea’s nipples again, making the little girl squirm and wriggle in her hog tie. She then pulled out two alligator clips. She straddled little Andrea, and pulled first her left nipple out as far as it could go to get it nice and erect, then snapped one of the clips on it. Andrea screamed. Merrill then did the same to her right nipple. Andrea screamed again.

“Now, doesn’t that feel good?” she asked Andrea, not expecting any answer. Andrea struggled some more from the pain coursing through her nipples. All that did was to jiggle the clips and make them hurt worse. She finally settled down.

“Enjoy being tied up, you two. I’m going in and getting something to eat and drink. See you in a little while . . .”