Lynn felt frustrated tears running down her cheeks, tears of fear and humiliation. Just as she started to say something, a wide cloth gagged her.

Billy and Tony stood back, admiring their handiwork.

"You don't like it if we jack off, huh?" Billy sneered, pulling his cock from his pants. "You don't have any choice now. You can't get loose and you can't say anything."

Lynn's eyes glazed as she saw him pulling his cock from his pants, and she saw Tony doing it, too. Frightened as she was, her tits aching from the tightness of the rope, she couldn't take her eyes away. Each cock looked almost identical, but Billy's prick seemed to be larger.

To her surprise, Lynn felt her cunt twitching. She wasn't sure if it was from pleasure or because she felt degraded, being tied up this way, helpless. She couldn't pull her eyes away from them, watching the two boys pumping back and forth on those hard, cocks.

"Look at this, Lynn," Billy said. "Don't you wish you had this cock in you? I bet you'd like to fuck this cock, wouldn't you?"

"Naw, she wants to suck mine," Tony said. "Right, Lynn? How would you like it if I fucked your face? You look like you can give a great blow job. I've noticed your mouth and lips ever since I first saw you. You have cock sucking lips, you know."

Lynn began to sob, tears running from her eyes, yet she couldn't stop staring at their cocks. Her body was trembling, feeling a mixture of fear and strange excitement at the same time.

"Wanna see her tits?" Billy asked his brother.

Lynn tried to shout at them. She wanted to tell them if they stopped this now, she wouldn't say anything to their father when he got home. But all she could do was make incoherent, muffled sounds.