
                      Torment of the Little Sextoys

                            by Georgie Porgie
                              15 July 1993


                        Chapter 1: The Overpass

     "That's the last time I listen to Jeff and his friends!" came a
furious utterance.  Kathy strode into the room, threw herself down on
her bed, and began sobbing.

     "Why?  What happened?" asked Ariana, from her own bed across the
room. "What did they do this time?"  She had been the favored target of
'Jeff and his friends' for over two years, and knew they were capable of
nearly anything.  Anything hurtful and mean, that is.

     "They told me they'd let me play a fun game with them, called Stop
The Traffic," Kathy cried.  "It wasn't any fun at all!  Not for me, I
mean.  They had lots of fun, by making fun of me."

     Ariana recalled hearing that line before, only with a different
game mentioned.  She was surprised, but a little relieved, that they
were starting in on Kathy already, since she was still a couple of
months shy of six.  "Never play games they suggest.  They're never fun!"
she warned.  "What sort of 'game' was this one?  I haven't heard of it
before."

     "They took me up onto the overpass across the freeway.  The one the
truck ran into and almost broke, so nobody uses it anymore, you know?
They said they needed my help to play a trick on the cars going by
below.  So I went up there with them.  Curt was carrying some rope, and
I asked what it was for.  They all laughed and Jeff told me I'd find out
soon enough.  Well I found out too soon!"

     Kathy paused to wipe her tears.  Ariana kept silent.  She already
guessed most of what the boys had done, but she let Kathy go on.

     "When we got to the top, they all stood around me, smiling.  Then
Jeff said 'ok' and suddenly they all grabbed me.  They pushed me down
onto the cement and held my arms and legs so I couldn't move them.  I
started screaming, but they were laughing louder than I could scream.
I don't think anyone heard me anyway.  Then Robert pulled my dress up.
Not just a little bit, either.  He pulled it way up to here so all the
boys could see my titties.  Then they held my arms together and jerked
my dress past my face.  That hurt!  I didn't know what they were going
to do.  I was scared and screamed even louder, but still nobody heard
me."

     Ariana rose and walked over to Kathy.  She knew very well what else
had happened to Kathy today, but she wanted to verify her guess before
she heard any more.  She stealthily lifted her sister's dress as Kathy
sobbed into her pillow.  She was right.  Kathy had no panties, and her
bottom was rosy red with bright red streaks.  She knew just how much that
bare little red bottom hurt.  Her own bottom tingled with sympathy pains.

     Ariana, now nine, had had until her seventh birthday before Jeff
began taking his fun at her expense.  And it was some months after that
before his friends joined in.  She wondered whether Kathy would now bear
the burden she had carried for so long.  She secretly hoped so, then
felt guilty.  She loved her little sister as much as she hated her older
brother and his friends.

     She recalled the first time she found herself at Jeff's mercy.  Or
rather, his lack of mercy.  She still shared a bedroom with Jeff, and
Kathy still slept in a crib even though she was three years old.  About
an hour after the other kids left her birthday party, and Ariana was in
her bedroom playing with some new dolls, Jeff had entered and said he
had another present for her.  He had something hidden behind his back.
Of course she trusted him when he told her to close her eyes and cover
them with her hands.  Before she knew what was happening, he had snapped
handcuffs on her wrists, lifted her up, and hooked them over the post of
her canopy bed.  She had been too surprised to scream, then she lost her
chance.  Jeff quickly sealed her mouth with plumber's tape.

     Jeff stood back and watched her futile struggling and kicking.  He
grabbed her ankle and lifted her leg high off the floor, smirking at the
sight of her new silk panties.  Holding her leg high with one hand, he
pulled up her lacy white party dress with the other.  He dropped her leg
and moved around behind her, jerking her dress up over her face and the
post on her bed.  Just then Ariana heard Kathy come in and ask what they
were doing.  Jeff told Kathy to go back to bed, that he was just helping
Ariana get ready for bed.  Ariana tried to call out but Kathy went away
none the wiser, just confused.

     Jeff locked the bedroom door before continuing the ordeal that was
only just beginning for Ariana.  She was hurt and frightened, and she
knew she was helpless.  She knew he could do whatever he wanted and that
she couldn't possibly stop him.  But she didn't yet know what he had in
mind for her that night, the night she turned seven years old.

     Ariana's painful rememberance was interrupted when Kathy's wailing
demanded her attention.  "You're not even listening to me!" Kathy cried.
"You don't even care what they did to me!"

     "I was too listening," Ariana retorted, and tried to recall what
Kathy had just said.  "They pulled off your dress completely and tied
the ropes to your wrists and ankles.  Then, they ran the ropes from your
wrists through the fence along the overpass.  See?  I was so listening.
Then what?"

     "You'll never guess what they did then," Kathy sobbed.  "I'll give
you a clue.  Mark took off his belt."

     "I guess they pulled on the ropes so you had to stand up in just
your panties where all the people in the cars going by below could see
you, then Mark spanked your bottom with his belt."  'That explains the
name of the game, Stop The Traffic,' thought Ariana.  Every driver in
every car on the road would have slowed down to see what was happening,
but none of them would be able to do anything about it.

     "You were watching!!" Kathy shrieked furiously.  "You were right
there and didn't even try to stop them!  I hate you!"  She buried her
face in her pillow and sobbed even harder.

     "No, I wasn't, Kathy.  I just made a good guess.  I already know
what Mark likes to do with his belt."  More painful memories flooded
Ariana's mind as she tried to push them away.  One of the worst days of
her life had been Mark's thirteenth birthday, a few years ago.  It was
a Saturday, and Jeff had forced her to go with him over to Mark's place
to play.  Among other things, Mark's parents had given him a new black
leather belt, and a 'freedom day'.  They left early in the morning and
didn't return until late evening.  Jeff and Ariana had spent the day
there with Robert, Curt, and Mark with his new belt.  Ariana had cried
and whimpered, begged, pleaded, and screamed so much that day that she
was too hoarse to sing in Sunday School the next day.  She couldn't tell
anyone about it, not even Kathy, or the boys would do it to her again.
She still recalled the humiliation of having to sneak home through the
back door, naked but for the tattered remains of her shirt.  Jeff had
gloated over her shame for weeks, vowing to repeat the day's tortures if
she ever said one word about it to anyone.  Worse yet, they threatened
to tell her father she had been outside naked, if ever she didn't obey
them.  Any time they were around, they could make a demand and she had
to obey or else.  Again, Ariana felt relief that Kathy was now becoming
the victim instead of her.  And again she felt guilty for her feelings.

     "Well you were right," Kathy sobbed.  "They pulled me up to the
fence where everyone driving by could see me in my panties.  I couldn't
get loose from the ropes no matter how hard I tried.  Then Mark took off
his belt and they took turns spanking me.  After a while they pulled
off my panties and people started driving by real slow, looking at my
bare body.  Mark kept spanking me with his belt, harder and harder.  All
the other boys were laughing, especially Jeff.  Finally they untied me
and held me down again, then tied me spread out in the middle of the
overpass.  They left me like that, but before they left, they threw my
panties over the side.  Look!  I don't know where they are now."  Kathy
turned over and held up her dress, giving Ariana full view of her pussy.

     "How did you get away?" Ariana asked, somewhat perplexed.  She knew
a great deal about Jeff and Mark's rope skills, and didn't see how Kathy
could have escaped.

     "They left me laying there with no clothes at all," Kathy cried,
"and I was there until I got my hand out of one of the loops and untied
the rest of them.  I found my dress at the bottom of the overpass, but
my panties were gone.  I think a driver stopped and took them."

     They must have wanted her to get away this time, Ariana thought.
That was the only explanation.  They probably watched her leave.

     "You'll get in trouble if Daddy finds out you were outside without
wearing any panties, you know," Ariana warned her.  "And it won't matter
why, either.  He doesn't want anyone to see our naked bodies except for
a doctor or something, unless he says it's ok first.  You know that.
You better not tell him about it, or you'll be in big trouble, too."
'That's also why I can't tell anyone what Jeff and his friends do to me
and make me do,' thought Ariana.

     "I better get another pair of panties and put them on."  Kathy put
her dress back down, stood and opened the top drawer of her dresser.
She found a pair of cute pink Strawberry Shortcake panties and was just
stepping into them when the girls heard quiet footsteps and whispering
just outside their room.

     Jeff strode into the room, Mark and Curt right behind him.

    Kathy squatted behind the bed and jerked her panties up as best she
could, looking up fearfully at three of the boys who had just tormented
her.  "Stay awaaaay from meee!" she pleaded.

     Ariana stepped back away from Kathy's bed, sat down on her own, and
looked down at her knees, hoping to go unnoticed, hoping the boys would
take only Kathy.  The painful grip on her elbow dispelled her hopes, and
she felt herself pulled roughly to her feet again.

     "Looks like we have them both, guys!" Jeff hooted.
