She shifted into that position, wiggling a little to help open up her twat for the sharp wooden plane.
Frank was watching her wiggling with intense interest, and was rubbing the front of his pants in a very funny way when Julie finally stopped moving around and looked down at him. He caught her looking at his massaging hand and quickly stopped, glaring up at her.
"We better blindfold her, Sam!"
Sam nodded. He was getting pretty bored with this cowboy stuff. He wanted to play hide-and-seek. He was the best player in the town and was proud of his record as the only one who never got caught. It never entered his mind that the other children might not be seeking him any too hard! But he was Frank's buddy and sidekick, and did what he was told.
"Blindfold her with what, Frank?" he asked, scratching his rear end.
"Let's use her sock! Help me take off her shoes and socks!"
Frank worked one of the pretty girl's feet while Sam worked the other. He unbuckled her black patent leather shoe and slipped it off her foot. Then he rolled her white knee sock down and off her foot. Julie had delicate little feet with cute toes. Frank gave the bottom of her bare foot a quick tickle and grinned as her foot jerked spasmodically away from his touch.
"Climb up there behind her, Sam!"
Sam took the sock from his buddy and climbed up on the sawhorse, trying to balance himself so that he didn't have to sit splayed open like Julie was. He didn't want his nuts busted!
"Blindfold her with one of the socks, and make sure it stays in place! Make it tight!"
Sam got up close behind Julie and placed the sock over her eyes. He fumbled badly with it behind her neck, trying to make a decent knot in the thick material. Finally, he succeeded.
"Can you see out of that?"
"No," Julie said quietly.
She was busy with the nice warm pressure of pleasure building in her tummy, seeping down into her pussy and coming to a focus in her tiny virgin clit. She felt something oozing out of her pussy lips and wetting her cotton panties!
She barely heard Frank tell Sam to gag her.
"Open your mouth, Julie!" Sam said loudly in her ear.
"Huh? Why?"
"We gotta gag you."
"Why?"
Sam shrugged. "Frank says so," he said.
Julie thought about protesting. She didn't particularly want to have something stuffed into her mouth, but then she didn't particularly care if she did, either. She opened her jaws wide, and felt the dry, thickness of her own sweaty smelly sock being pressed between her immaculate teeth, stuffed deep into her mouth.
She almost gagged. She shook her head to indicate to Sam he had put it in deep enough. Then she felt the boy wrap a few turns of twine around her face and over the sock in her mouth to keep it held in place. She sighed through her nose. She sat up on the tall sawhorse, her arms bound behind her back, her wrists beginning to ache a little from the tightness of the rope around them, and her own sock stuffed into her mouth for a gag, her other sock wrapped over her eyes, blindfolding her, but she didn't care.
She was concentrating on that strange new thing happening downstairs in her… Down there…! In her cunny!
It was marvelous! She shifted her tiny tight butt forward, and almost screamed into her gag! Oh! OH, GOD!
It sent thrills of pure sexual ecstasy bursting through her pussy and driving directly upward through her taut flat tummy into her quick-swelling nipples!
And Frank went wide-eyed as he watched those two little girlish buds bloom outward, puffing out the front of Julie's tight red shirt!
His cock rose hard and high!
Somehow, he had to get rid of Sam!
Julie was doing some pretty strange things up there, and Frank wanted to help her out. He had gotten some ideas from one of his father's magazines a few days ago, and he knew Julie was in love with him, and would let him do anything he wanted to with her, or to her!
Then, he remembered his original plan with the heavy cement blocks!
He motioned for Sam to help him, then went over and began pulling one of the huge blocks off the platform, dragging it toward the sawhorse and Julie.
"We'll need two more," he whispered to his sidekick. To hell with getting rid of Sam. Sam could help, and then he could back up any story that Frank might choose to tell afterwards!
Better keep him here, for self-protection. After all, he didn't have any idea of how the little girl would react to his nifty idea!
From her blindfolded perch atop the sawhorse, Julie heard only whispered conversation between the boys, and gagged as she was, she couldn't ask them what they were saying.
But she wasn't worried.
She had been tied up before. Her arms even felt comfortable when they were bound behind her back. She kind of liked it. Being tied up made her feel kind of secure, and anyway, she was always rescued… and almost always it was Frank who did the rescuing!
And right now, her only real concern was the incredible feeling between her widespread young thighs!
She moaned into her sock gag.
She felt the boys tying more twine around her bare ankles, pulling the rope tight around her tender flesh. Then there was more fumbling, more tying, but this time it was to something else, something down a bit lower than the little girl's bare feet. Julie figured they must be tying her physically to the base of the horse, but why that would be necessary, she didn't have the faintest idea.
But she heard Sam say clearly, "I don't get it, Frank."
"You will," Frank replied, his breath sounding a bit strained.
He stepped back away from his handiwork to admire it for a moment.
Julie sat on top of the horse, her long slender legs spread apart by the wooden sides and her feet bare. Around each ankle the boys had tied several windings of the tough scratchy twine, and to the other end of those lengths of twine they had tied a cement block.
But the cement blocks each rested precariously on top of a second block.
And if the boys should kick the bottom block out from under the top block, the top block would have absolutely nowhere to go but straight down to the ground!
And poor Julie would be split in half!
CHAPTER FIVE
While the beautiful ten year old sat atop her sawhorse, carefully adjusting and readjusting her cunnyhole over the sharp angle of the wood, trying to make the sensations even stronger and better, Frank pulled Sam several paces away and whispered his idea to him.
Sam frowned, not understanding the point of it. But he shrugged his agreement. Frank had always been a little bit rougher than necessary with Julie, anyway, but as far as Sam had ever seen, Julie seemed to tolerate it pretty well. Maybe she even liked being treated like that.
Sam went over to the far side of the sawhorse and waited for Frank's signal.
Frank stood close to Julie's leg, eyeing the pretty pre-teen's well-formed thigh under her tight, short skirt. Sam was out of sight on the other side of the horse, so Frank reached out gently and touched the hem of the little girl's skirt. He lifted the soft yellow material very carefully, hoping Julie wouldn't notice, but in case she did and tried to call out through the gag, Frank began noisily clearing his throat all the while keeping his eyes glued to the pretty bare skin that was being revealed!
Julie either didn't notice the lifting of her skirt or she didn't care, because the only sound that escaped her delicate young throat was a low purring moan of pleasure.
Frank thought perhaps Julie liked having her skirt lifted!
He sucked in his breath as the white cotton underpants came into view under the rising hem of the skirt. He licked his lips.
Wow!
This was the first time in his life that Frank had ever seen a girl's panties – while she was wearing them!
Oh, boy!
Julie shifted her weight forward suddenly, startling the boy, and making him drop the skirt back down. Frank watched closely as the little girl kept shifting her weight forward and backward over the pointed top of the horse. This was very strange! What the hell was she doing to herself? Careful, if she wasn't she get a damned big splinter right up her…cunt!