A rope was tied underneath her knees, then around her back. She couldn't straighten her legs out now. She looked down as ropes were tied about her ankles, pulling her feet apart. She blushed in shame when she realized they could see her hairless cunt.

A short, round piece of wood was placed between her feet to hold them apart. She lifted her head, her eyes pleading with them. They glistened with hot, shameful tears, and she choked as she tried to say something. She saw both had hard cocks again, and her eyes widened. There was something about seeing those hard cocks that made her shiver. If she weren't tied, Janice thought it might be fun to touch their cocks, feel how hard they were.

Freddie and Tommy stood back looking at her, their cocks standing up, pointing at the roof of the garage.

Janice felt the gritty cement of the garage floor on her naked ass. She wanted to squirm, just enough to scratch a place on her right ass cheek that itched. At least she could move her head about. She felt the come juice on her thighs smearing her stomach, and she hoped none of it would get on her blouse. Her mother would see it, guess what had happened, and blister her ass good.

"She has a pretty cunt, don't she?" Tommy said, leaning down and gazing between her spread feet. "She don't have any hair, though."

"She's not old enough to have hair on her cunt," Freddie said. "Besides, you ain't never seen a hairy cunt in your fucking life."

"This is the only cunt I've ever seen," Tommy said. "Just like you."

"I've seen pictures," Freddie bragged.

"So have I," Tommy replied. "Pictures of women. I ain't seen any as young as Janice, though. You think there's any pictures of young girls around, Freddie?"

"Shit, who needs pictures when we have a real cunt like Janice?"

"You're right." Tommy giggled.