Immediately a looped rope was shoved over her hand and she was jerked into the garage. Susan gave a cry of surprise. Another rope was looped on her other wrist before she could recover, and her hands were pulled behind her back.

"What are you doing?" she snapped, struggling.

Her arms ached as her hands were pulled behind her and upwards. She was pulled backwards, and her arms were tied to the wall of the garage.

"Turn me loose, now! You two are going to get yourselves into serious trouble."

Susan struggled, but the more she writhed, the more pain she felt in her shoulders. She stamped her feet in frustrated anger, glaring at her sons.

Freddie and Tommy stood back, looking at their mother as she twisted. The look in their young eyes was frightening to her. How could she allow two youngs boys tie her up, walk into their trap, after seeing what they had done to Janice? Freddie and Tommy were too young for this, she thought, wondering where and how they had gotten such ideas.

"Let's take her panties off," Tommy said. "Let's see her cunt. I wanna see if she's real hairy on her cunt."

"Tommy!" Susan snapped.

"Aw, Mom," Freddie said. "You might as well shut up. We ain't gonna let you loose for awhile. We were having fun with Janice until you came home."

Susan saw that his cock was standing up hard. So was Tommy's cock. They were excited, she realized. They intended to go through with this. None of her threats had affected them. She was as helpless as Janice had been. She tried to straighten up, but the pain in her shoulders became more severe.

"Please," she said, thinking perhaps that pleading would help. "Please, untie me. I'm your mother. We'll forget about Janice, and forget about this, if you'll untie me now. My arms hurt."