Mindy leaned over Matt, straddling his hips. At least she wasn't looking at his private parts. She was running her hands on his chest. "I've wanted you like this since 2 years ago, you know?" She said. "I've had a crush on you. I've wanted to hug you and kiss you and have you with your shirt off. But even last year I was afraid that if I tried it you'd either make fun of me or tell on me or maybe even try to do somethhing I don't want to do."

Matt was calming down, his fingers still working, trying to find a knot that Irene had so carefully placed out of reach. "Come on, Mindy, let me go please ... I'm ... I'm embarassed being all naked like this ..."

Mindy put a hand over his mouth, warning him, and she continued: "Now I got you and I can do anything I want ... even if YOU don't want to!" She smiled and leaned down and kissed his bare chest again. And again. And a third time. And, to Matt's humiliation, he felt himself starting to get a stiffy.

Matt often got a stiffy, a hard on, a boner, wood, without any reason at all. Sometimes in class. Sometimes at home. He woke up with one most mornings and his mother told him (when he was young) that it was because it was full of pee. Bullshit. He knew the difference between a bladder full of pee and a penis full of blood. But the erections often occurred without any reason at all ... and he had to avoid being embarassed by them. He tried to concentrate on freeing himself, and noticed then that his clothes were missing.

"Where are my clothes?" he asked, Mindy's hand still covering his mouth. She smiled and said "Where you won't find them until I'm ready to let you go." Matt would have felt just a little less helpless had he known where his clothes were. Then he felt it: Mindy's hand on his balls again. He never would have guessed this of Mindy: She was in 7th grade where he was in 8th, but had a reputation of being very smart. Almost straight-A student. And always very proper, hanging out with similar girls, never very many friends around at a time, never with boys. But she was downright naughty!

Perhaps the only person in the school who made better grades than Mindy was Matt himself, though it was hard to tell because they were in different grades. He looked at Mindy's body in the tight cropped tank top ... no bra, her small half-lemon breasts topped by nice pokey little nipples. Her tummy was bare and when she sat upright, quite flat. He'd never seen her like this before as she always wore fairly conservative clothes to school: slacks, nice blouses or tops, occasionally a dress.

Matt came back to reality when the hand closed around his hairless little sac. "No, please Mindy, don't hurt me, please?"

Mindy smiled. "Oh, I could hurt you, after all, you're all tied up naked. I can't believe Irene talked you into taking off your clothes." Mindy was moving off him now, ready to feast on his young body. Matt was also embarassed because, though he was slim and shapely and cute, he had no pubic hair. Next year, in the 9th grade, he'd have to go to gym class and he hoped he'd have hair by then. He heard stories about boys who didn't have any pubes by age 14.

"Well, she didn't exactly ... I mean, she tricked me". He told her, she patiently listening and stroking his skin, about the drink spilled on his shirt, the hand-tying ... later the stripping. "Please, Mindy, I'll do whatever you want ... just let me have my hands."

"Ohhhh no! Not your hands! If you had your hands you could ... well, let's just say I'd lose my advantage." Mindy then looked down at Matt's circumsized penis. It was stiff and he could do nothing about it. All of five inches long, swollen, and outside of pictures the first one Mindy had ever seen. Except in her dreams.

"Oh, you are soooo cute like this. Hmmmmm you got stiff for me already"

"Uh, not really for ...."

"And you don't have all that nasty hair. Like guys in the pictures. Though I wish you had some more muscles. But for 13 you have nice muscles. Hmmmm I just want to kiss you all over and rub on you ...."

Mindy climbed off him without a word. She grabbed his balls one more time, rather roughly, hurting some; Matt jerked but tried not to make a big deal out of it. "I'll be right back. If you fall off the bed while I'm gone, I'll hurt your nuts, understand?"

She left. Matt, alone for the first time, lifted his legs, trying to get his hands over his butt so he could get them in front. But either the rope was tied too high on his wrists, or his arms were too short, or both. He was stuck. He tried several times, trying not to make much noise. His dick was still erect, too, to make it worse, and, when he heard her coming, he rolled onto his belly to hide it. Mindy came in to see Matt, naked, wrists crossed and tied at the small of his back, his ankles tied, and his cute little butt just waiting to be patted, which of course she did.

Mindy had, of course, gone to change clothes. She was wearing now a little short sheer robe, with 3/4 length sleeves, light blue with green patterns. It looked and felt like satin or silk. Her legs were smooth and shapely, her little nipples poking thru the material, the sash tied high on her waist.

"Hey, come on, let me go..."

"I told you, you're all mine now. What a cute bottom!" Mindy turned him over and, of course, he didn't really resist, knowing how helpless he was. He also knew that unless he was untied or found something very sharp, he was not getting loose. She leaned over him and hugged him to her chest, kissing his lips gently with her own lips together, like most 12 year old girls would. He felt her tiny but firm breasts rubbing his chest through the silky material of the robe and his dick just got harder and harder. He didn't know whether he wanted to jack it off or crawl under the bed and hide.

And Mindy just wouldn't shut up, talking all the time, telling him (between kisses) how sweet and naked and helpless he was, how she loved his muscles and his slim body and his pretty chest and his hairless balls. She fondled his balls more than his dick, which he though was unusual, except of course that she probably wanted to use the balls to control him.

She leaned over him again, the robe coming open some in the front. He looked down and could see her tiny firm boobies, and couldn't believe how attractive he found them, usually thinking that boob would have to be big enough for cleavage to be acceptable on a girl. "Now, Matt, I'm going to untie your legs. Not your hands! And you're going to do what I say. Remember that I can still get your balls." Matt nodded. In a moment, his ankles were untied and she was sitting beside him stroking his chest. She leaned over for another kiss, holding it longer this time, as if demanding he return it. He did and found it delightful. He wished she would pucker her lips a bit more. "Now you're just gonna lay there. I'm gonna do something for you that every boy in the school would like to have. I'm going to suck on your pretty naked dick."

Matt of course had heard about blowjobs, both as erotica and as insults. He also knew that if he had an orgasm, he'd cum. He'd just started having wet orgasms last year, to his consternation as rubbing his pants would make him leave yellow stains on his underwear near the top. His mother even mentioned it to him and of course he'd just say he had to go so bad and so fast he dripped in them. He hoped she believed him. After that he'd be sure he had something to catch the semen.

"No, wait, please Mindy, not that ... I mean, what happens when ... when ..."

"When you cum? Well, that's exactly what I want you to do. I want to see it and taste it. I've read all about it ... you're not the only kid who can read you know ... and I ... well, let's just say that you better co-operate." She put her fingers around his balls again as he was about to try to sit up. He collapsed back into the bed, his wrists crossed at the small of his back under him, really not uncomfortable.

She hesitated and stroked his pecker a few times, then put her mouth around it. He said "oh" "careful" a few times when her teeth scraped his boy-cock, but she seemed to really be interested. Perhaps she'd read more than just the clinical aspects of fellatio, too ... her tongue explored the rim under the head of his penis and she moved her head up and down over him. He could not stand it any more and exploded after only 2 or 3 mintues.

She swallowed it. It wasn't much. Maybe a table-spoon full or a little more. She made a face at the taste but didn't comment. She started kissing all over his body now, her robe unfastened in front, and when she got up to his face she slipped the robe off ... she was wearing a pair of light green bikini panties that were almost strings on the sides. Her nipples rubbed his chest and he squirmed, horny, delighted, nervous, and quite embarassed.

"We've got hours" she told him. "and in a little bit I'll get you hard again and you're going to get .... well, I'm gonna have my way with you. I'm gonna rape you!"

How could a girl rape a boy? Oh no, she's not going to stick something in my butt! He almost said something but decided he'd give her no ideas. Sure enough, she was really ravishing his young smooth body, kissing and rubbing all over, until she slipped out of the panty. She had some dark, thin, soft fluffy hair at the junction of her thighs, not a lot, but enough to make him even more embarassed that he had no pubes.

"You like my pussy?" she asked. Matt didn't answer. He didn't like this ... it was too soon. And he couldn't believe sweet Mindy Lincoln was talking about pussies and stiffies and balls and such. "I got hair just a few months ago. I don't like it. I might shave it off and keep it shaved, like when girls shave their legs and armpits". She seemed to have no sense of embarassment at all. She then started rubbing her pussy on his hardening boy-cock again. "MMMmmm this is going to feel good. You know, Matt, you're gonna be my first. I'm glad it's you. I've been using one of Irene's dildos for months now ... now I get the real thing. Get good and stiff for me!"

Matt squirmed, halfheartedly, torn between the possibility of being the first of his friends to actually have sex (of course he'd have the good taste, or the embarassment, not to mention it to them) and being so humiliated by this girl who had him naked in her complete control. With some clumsy struggling, and a few warnings about his helplessly exposed defenseless balls, she managed to straddle him, lock her ankles under his, and insert his cock into her wet pussy. He was surprised at how wet she was. He'd heard about girls getting wet ...for lubrication ... but that was all clinical, out of science-like books.

She rode him, naked on top of him, leaning over to rub her breasts to his face, but warning him not to bite or suck on them. She told him that a young girl's breasts are very tender and easily hurt ... like a boy's balls ... and he'd better not do anything to them but kiss them. She demanded, and got, kisses though which drove her to ride him faster. He slipped out a few times but she shoved him right back into her. No blood. She must have lost her hymen exercising or riding horses or maybe with that nasty Irene's dildo. Actually, he'd dreaded the bloody part more than anything, having read some pretty scary stuff about it.

He relaxed too, believing (as she was telling the truth) that he really was her first. She was, of course, his. No worries about disease then ... but what ... oh-shit-what-if-she-gets-pregnant-oh-no-oh-damn.

"Mindy, please, stop before ... before ..."

"Before you cum, Mattie? Oh, but I want you to. And don't worry, I've been on the pill for almost 2 years now because of menstrual cramps." She squirmed around on top of him a few times and then said "but you better not cum yet. I want to have my first orgasm my first time with my first boy ... and if I don't I swear I'll tie your balls up and beat them with ... with your own shoe!"

Matt gulped and lay there, not moving much himself, hoping not to cum. If he did, he'd just keep moving some to stay hard, like he sometimes did when he humped his bed late at night ... and have another orgasm without stopping or getting soft. He had no idea how lucky he was to be able to do that ... he had no hint that this ability, if it lasted into adulthood, would make him an extreemly satisfying lover some day.

Mindy apparently had planned this out well, and moved very carefully, almost exactly, holding on with her ankles and not allowing him to slip out ... and finally she tilted her head back and he body stiffened and she actually cried out ... "ohhhhhh oh oh oh oh oh!"

He thought she'd been hurt. Shouting during orgasm was something he'd not heard about. But in a moment he realized she'd cum and he let himself go again, feeling as if his balls were being sucked through his penis and out into her. She collapsed on top of his helpless naked body and then kissed him and smiled.

"All right my naked prisoner. Now it's time for the hard part."