Poor Angie was growing increasingly uncomfortable, and had scarcely paid attention to her Mom's and sister's conversation until the vibrator sprung to life with a loud buzz.

"Mmmmmfff?" she exclaimed, startled at first by the sound and the unfamiliar sensation. She writhed her shoulders against the strain of the stringent arm bondage, and bit down on the ballgag which stretched her jaws. The rope restraining her head had already caused a severe crick in her neck, and the muscles of her thighs were trembling from the strained, arched position.

In only a matter of minutes she was quivering and moaning into her gag from the increasingly intense feeling between her legs. It was a feeling that she had never felt before, and she really liked it!

Little Sally watched, enraptured. This was a lot more fun than watching Shreck! Angie's thin, lithe body twitched and strained to the limits of her confinement, and her moans had become a constant, high pitched keening. Drool gushed out of her gagged mouth, and dribbled off the end of her chin in a thin stream into a puddle on the floor beneath her head. Her fingers twitched spasmatically and her hips ground against the hard floor.

"Look, Mommy," exclaimed Sally excitedly, "she is starting to get wet between her legs just like you do!"

"Yes, Honey," answered her Mom. "Angie is mature enough to react like a woman to a nice feeling between her legs."

"Would I be able to do that?" asked the little girl.

"No," answered Jan. "Not for a few years yet, I'm afraid.

Sally frowned at this news, and wrinkled her nose. "Mom, she is beginning to smell!"

"Yes, that is what an aroused woman smells like," said Jan. "Does it smell bad to you?"

"No....not exactly bad," answered the child, "but kind of funny."

Angie's pussy had opened like a flower, and the girl's clit was trapped between her hard pubic bone and the throbbing end of the vibrator. The sensation was unlike anything the girl had ever felt, and her mind swirled in wonderment at what was happening to her.

Suddenly an exquisite spasm hit her, radiating waves of pleasure through her entire body. Her little nipples became hard as marbles and she became a thrashing, sweating, drooling, creaming, mindless being, thrashing to the limits of her bonds in the throes of her first orgasm.

It lasted for over a minute, before it slowly subsided. Angie panted from the exertion, her breath whistling through flared nostrils. A sheen of sweat covered her body, and she felt cool from the air circulating in the room, but nothing could dampen the head between her legs. Her pussy was hot, wet, red, and exquisitely sensitive....and the vibrator kept on buzzing......

"Mmmmmrrrrrffff!" she exhaled in consternation around the gag. The feeling was too much....too sensitive....need it to stop.......please......

The girl groaned, wiggled and tried to turn her blind eyes in her Mom's direction. "Mrrrrrrrrr.........eeeeeeeesshhh.......eeeeeee..........ooooooshhh!" she begged.

Sally sat entranced, watching her big sister. "Is she ok, Mom?" she asked in concern.

"Yes, Baby," she is fine," answered Jan, "but she probably would like the vibrator turned off, and to be untied now."

"So should I?" asked the little girl, started to get up.

"No.....not yet Honey," answered Jan. "Remember how Mommy reacted when you tied her up really hard, and for a really long time?"

"Yeah....kind of....," answered the girl.

"What I mean is, you though you had hurt me, and that I was angry with you, but I really liked it?

"Yes!" said the little girl, "I tied you even tighter the next time!"

"Well", replied Jan, "I knew that Angie would like having an orgasm...every girl does. What we don't know is whether she really likes to be tied up....but we will shortly."

Jan patted her daughter on the leg. "Let's watch the rest of the movie, shall we?"

Angie passed through a period of mindless post orgasmic bliss, and as she regained her faculties, she began to despair of her situation.

Her jaw ached from the gag, and despite the drool, her lips felt dry and cracked from being stretched around the large, spongy ball.

Her blindfold was sodden with her sweat, and her eyes burned despite being closed.

Her shoulders ached, and she had to flex and flutter her fingers to keep them from getting cold and tingly. Her wrists were chaffed and red from fighting the ropes.

She felt a strained, pulling pain in her thighs, her scalp hurt from the rope tied to her pigtail, and above all, her neck muscles screamed from the extreme position of her head.

And finally....there was the thing between her legs. It had felt good, then it felt wonderful, then it was too much and she wished oh so hard for it to stop. Now it was starting to feel good again......

This time the buildup was slower, as if Angie was on simmer, rather than full boil. It took 30 minutes for the wonderful feeling to gather full momentum. Angie paid scant attention to her bonds, nor the gag in her month, nor her various aches and pains. She could only focus on her body's reaction to the unceasing buzzing between her legs.

"Mmmmmmmmmphhh! she exclaimed.

"Mmmm.....mmmm......mmmmm......mmmmm......mmmmm....arrrrrraghhh!"

"Ooooooooohhhhhhhhh..........arrrrrrrrrrrrmmmmmffff..........

Fighting for air, saliva bubbling at the corners of her mouth, Angie's breath came in wheezing, shuddering gasps which gradually subsided into noisy panting. Finally she took a long, deep breath, exhaled heavily through her nose, and whimpered softly.

"I think the goose is finally cooked," said Jan with a grin. She got off the sofa, and reached between her daughter's legs and turned off the vibrator. "Now let's let she stew in her own juices for a while."

Jan took Sally by the hand, the two of them left the room. Twenty minutes later Jan told Sally she could go untie her big sister.