Wendi Babysits the Twins by Datom Part II Denny suddenly straightened up. “Hey, let’s get her settled in for the night,” he advised. “We still have to adjust a few things here.” He and Danny rolled me over and unfastened the cord holding my hands to my ankles. They stretched me out and rolled me over onto my back again. Then Denny sat down next to me and put his hands on my bare waist, and slid them under my tee shirt. He pushed my tee shirt up over my head and all the way up my arms to my bound wrists. He looked at my bra. “This is gonna be fun,” he said under his breath. Then he reached around to my back and felt for my bra. His hands slid along my bare back. I felt my bra being unfastened. Denny pushed my bra up under my head and up along my arms to where my tee shirt was on my wrists, leaving my breasts bare for the boys to see. “My goodness!” Denny exclaimed. “She’s pretty!” Danny breathed. “She has pretty breasts.” “She sure does,” agreed Denny, admiring my bare breasts. He cupped his hand under my left breast and held it there for a minute. “They’re not real big,” Danny observed. “No, they aren’t. That’s okay. I don’t really like girls with big boobs. These are the perfect size.” Denny’s hands had slid up my breast and his fingers were now playing along my bare nipple. It made me shiver. “Look!” Danny observed. “Her little titty is getting all perky!” Denny’s fingers tweaked my nipple playfully. It hurt. It made me flinch. “I think she likes it,” he chuckled. “Well, let’s finish getting her ready for beddy-bye,” Danny said. He came around to the other side of the bed and put his hands on my sides. Then he pushed down, lowering my shorts along my legs until they were down by my feet. Now I had nothing on but my panties. The boys were now admiring my panty-covered crotch. “She’s nice!” Danny said. “She sure is,” agreed Denny. “Look at that little crotch! You can see the shape of her lips inside her panties.” “Camel-toe,” chuckled Danny. He reached down and touched my crotch and wiggled his finger. I gasped. “See?” Denny grinned. “She likes it.” “Angh gnuuuuu nmmmmpht!” I protested. They laughed at me. Danny touched me with his finger, a little harder. “She’s getting damp down here,” he observed. “She is? Let me feel.” Denny’s finger was now touching my crotch. I actually was getting damp. “That means she likes it,” observed Danny. They both laughed at me. “Well, let’s finish getting her ready for bed,” Denny suggested. They reached up to where my wrists were bound. I felt something cold on my right wrist, and heard a “click” sound. They were handcuffing me. I felt the same cold feeling hand heard the same click again, on my other wrist. Then the cords were taken off my wrists and my tee shirt and bra were removed. Then Denny got on one side and Danny the other, and I felt the handcuffs pulling my arms outward. My arms were now fastened to the posts of the headboard. I tried moving them. I could bend them a little, but not enough to do me much good. “Good,” Denny directed. “We’ll keep them a little loose so she can wiggle for us.” I pulled a couple of times with my arms. Of course it was hopeless. The boys laughed at me. “She thinks she can get away!” Snickered Denny. “Isn’t that cute!” “Now her legs,” Danny announced. His fingers took the elastic of my panties around the sides, and pulled down, gently slipping off my panties and revealing my naked crotch to the boys. “Ooooh! Nice!” Denny purred, admiring my naked vagina. Danny slipped my panties all the way down my legs to where my ankles were bound. Then the boys fastened more cuffs around my ankles, above the cord. They undid the cord and removed my panties from my bare feet. Then Denny and Danny each went to a corner of the bed and began to pull on the ropes tied to the handcuffs. As they pulled, they spread my legs wider and wider apart. When I could no longer close my legs, they stopped and fastened the ropes to the footboard. “Mmmmmmmmph!” I tried to protest. And there I was—tied to the bed, naked as a baby, spread wide open, so these two adolescents could admire me. I couldn’t kick, I couldn’t shout out. All I could do was squirm, as these two hungry little boys ogled my breasts, my belly, and my vagina. Denny reached down and took hold of my bare foot. “I like the way she kicks her little feet,” he said, fingering my toes. “Yeah, I like looking at those legs kicking up and down.” Then, “That was a good idea, not tying her too tight.” “Yup. This way we can watch her struggle.” “Oh, what about that window? When cars drive by?” “What about it?” “Won’t the light from the headlights flash in here and wake her up in the middle of the night?” “Oooh, yeah, you’re right.” Denny went over to the dresser and picked up a small piece of blue cloth with an elastic band on it. “Let’s put this on her.” “Good idea.” Denny held it up so I could see it. It was a light blue mask, with white trim around the edges. On it were cartoons of a couple of big comical eyes with big silly eyelashes. Denny reached down and slipped the elastic over my head, adjusting the mask over my eyes. He stood back and he and Danny both laughed. I was getting more helpless by the minute. Now I was tied up, naked, spread-eagle, gagged so I couldn’t talk, and now blindfolded so I couldn’t see anything. I could hear the boys chuckling. “That blindfold looks so sweet on her!” “She sure is pretty!” “I like this part down here.” I felt a finger touching my vaginal lips. The finger ran down one side and up the other, then around again. I shivered. “Look at her wiggle!” “I think she likes when you do that.” “Hold her down for me.” I felt the finger make one more circle around my lips, then stop right on my clitoris. They were stimulating me, and I didn’t like it. The finger rubbed up and down gently on my clitoris, over and over. I started breathing heavily. I cried “Don’t!” Only it came out, “Dmmmph!” They laughed. Then the finger suddenly went away. I heard the two boys walking around in the room. Then, from the end of the bed, I heard a “click,” then a few seconds later another “click.” Another few seconds and another “click,” this one from one side. These two little perverts were taking pictures of me in the nude! “You know, if she squeals on us, we have to send these to her school friends.” “Well, I hope she doesn’t.” “Naw. We don’t want to embarrass her.” Chuckling. Another “click, closer to my breasts. Then several more “clicks,” from various directions. I was sure being thoroughly photographed! After what seemed like an infinite number of “clicks,” the boys finally stopped. I felt a hand rubbing up and down my thigh. “I think we got enough for now,” said one of them. “We better get her ready for bed.” “Yeah. She’s gonna have a busy morning tomorrow.” They laughed. Busy morning? I wonder what they meant. “Hey, what if she pees all over the sheet?” "Oh, yeah.” Pause “I know! I’ll be right back.” I heard footsteps leaving the room. Then I felt a hand stroking my belly, around and around. Then I heard footsteps from the other one returning. The hand went away. “We’ll just slide this under her ass and wrap it up around her. “That’s not one of Mom’s good towels, is it?” “Naw. This is that one that mom used to put on the floor of Daisy’s dog kennel.” “Good. Then it’s probably full of old dried pee already.” I felt a hand on each of my hips, lifting my middle up off the bed. Then I felt the towel being slid under my butt. Finally, I felt it being wrapped up over my crotch and up onto my belly. “There! Now if she needs to pee, she can just do it into the towel.” “We can clean her up tomorrow morning.” I felt a squeeze on my toes, then heard footsteps leaving the room. What would happen tomorrow? What was this “busy morning?” I cried myself to sleep. ***** “Wake up, Wendi,” a voice was saying. I opened my eyes but could still see only darkness. Then I remembered I had that mask on my eyes. And I felt the gag in my mouth. And I felt the cuffs on my hands and feet, holding me spread out naked on the bed. “Come on, wake up!” It was the voice of a young teen boy. Then I remembered. Denny and Danny, and where I was. “Time to wake up!” I felt a hand stroking the inside of my leg, sliding up to my crotch. Then I felt the towel being lifted off my belly and out from around my crotch. “Oh, good. You peed for us.” The towel was pulled out from under my butt. “It’s fine. I’ll get you cleaned up.” I couldn’t figure out whether this was Denny or Danny. They both sounded so similar. I felt a wet washcloth being rubbed around on my vaginal lips. The cloth was slightly warm, and it actually felt good. Then another washcloth, then a towel, gently patting me dry. “We want you nice and clean,” he told me. “We’re going to show you to a couple of our friends this morning.” Oh, no! My nude body was going to be displayed to at least two more horny adolescent boys! I was feeling totally degraded! I felt his hand start to pet my bare belly. “Don’t worry,” he said. “You look adorable. They’re going to like you.” He chuckled. The hand went away, and his footsteps left the room.