Duncan Fox: Daddy_s darling daughter

"Get her," Billy shouted excitedly, and suddenly they grabbed the tattered fringe of Judy's shorts.

"Hey, cut it out, you guys," Judy pleaded, suddenly conscious of her lack of a top. She didn't know whether to try to shield her breasts, still covered by her bra, or try to dig her fingers in the ground and resist the boys.

"Over this way," Jimmy grunted, pulling on one leg of Judy's shorts. Billy had a tight grip on the other leg, and together they managed to pull Judy across the clearing, leaves, sticks, twigs and pebbles scraping across her back as they dragged her along.

"Cut it out," she hollered, kicking at them futilely. Somehow, by her kicking, she managed to get rolled over on her stomach, so she was being dragged face down through the leaves and over the roots. Things caught and pulled at her bra, threatening to yank it off her small breasts. Desperately, Judy grabbed for something to hold onto and managed to catch small trees in each hand.

"Leggo, damnit," Jimmy cursed, continuing to tug on Judy's shorts.

"Yeah, leggo," Billy chimed in.

"You leggo," Judy panted, hanging onto the little trees for dear life. She was pulled up off the ground and hung suspended in mid-air by the grip of the boys on the legs of her shorts. Judy's long blonde hair hung around her face in a tickling cloud, her ponytail disrupted by the fight. She could feel the waistband of her shorts digging into her hips as the tugging of the boys threatened to drag her pants off. "Leggo!" she shouted again, holding desperately onto the trees.

"You leggo," Jimmy panted, jerking at her.

There was a popping sound, and Judy looked down to see the button of her shorts fall into the leaves. The waist of her shorts began to spread open, letting them slip lower on her hips. She was about to lose her pants, and the thought made her kick and struggle even harder. It was no use. The zipper of the old pants slowly inched its way downward, letting the shorts open farther and farther. Inch by inch she felt them slip over her hips.

"Look, she's losing her pants!" Billy howled, pulling on the leg of the shorts even harder.

"So what," Jimmy panted. "Us Indians don't care what happens to the white squaw."

"Right," Billy agreed.

"Cut it out, guys," Judy pleaded as her shorts slipped lower and lower.

Suddenly they were over her hips, releasing the tension on her body and dropping her face first into the dirt and leaves.

Spitting out a mouthful of leaves and dust, Judy tried to scramble to her feet.

Before the boys could release her shorts, she kicked free of the entangling garment and managed to get to her feet. She was halfway across the little hollow when two bodies hurtled down on her, one high and one low, ramming her face first into the dead leaves. She felt bare arms and legs wrapping around her, rubbing against her bare skin. She was in only her bra and panties now, and became painfully aware of her near nudity as the two boys clawed at her.

There was no shouting now as the three of them wrestled in the hollow, tumbling and rolling over and over in the leaves, panting and sweating with the strain.

Jimmy got a hand under Judy's bra, gripping the bottom of one cup, his knuckles grinding into the tender rise of her breast.

"I got her," he panted, struggling and digging his feet into the dirt, trying to pull Judy along.

"Just a second," Billy gasped, managing to kick free of the tangle. Seeing how Jimmy was holding Judy, Billy did the same.

"Hey, cut it out, guys, that hurts," Judy complained as their knuckles dug into her under her bra.

"Just relax, white squaw," Jimmy panted, not releasing his grasp.

"Let's get her tied up," Billy wheezed, pulling at Judy, trying to drag her along as she kicked and struggled.

She clawed at them, to no avail, as they dragged her over the rough ground, her heels digging into the earth and cutting two furrows in the leaves. She puffed strenuously, trying to blow the hair out of her eyes and off her face as she was hauled along. Kicking her feet out, she managed to hook her toes under a tough vine. The vine suddenly tightened, halting her progress with a jerk that stretched their body.

"Leggo, damnit," Jimmy repeated, tugging at her.

"Yeah, leggo," Billy echoed, also tugging at her.

"Cut it out!" Judy screamed as she felt her bra stretching and giving way, slipping up over her breasts as the boys dragged at it. A fraction of an inch at a time the garment crept up the mounds of her breasts. Her arms were trapped, and she had no chance to fight back or to pull her slowly slipping undergarment back into place. As she writhed in the grip of the two boys, sweat poured off her body with the strain of the struggle.

Suddenly the strain was too much for the bra, and something gave. The flimsy garment parted abruptly, whipping over Judy's arms. She dropped to the ground with a thud, her head bouncing on the cushion of leaves. She saw Jimmy and Billy let go of her bra and throw it aside. Their eyes were fastened on her bare breasts, and she could feel her nipples hardening in the air. The boys were frozen, staring at her, and Judy rolled over and tried to crawl away from them on her hands and her feet, her little bottom sticking up in the air.

"Hold it," Jimmy shouted, making a grab. His fingers caught in the waistband of Judy's only remaining clothing.

Judy's panties were old and had been washed too many times. The nylon was still good, but the stitching was weak and rotting. Jimmy's grip was the last straw for the flimsy threads. Every seam let go all at once, and Judy felt her last minuscule covering dissolve, leaving her nude as she scrambled away from the two boys. She didn't get more than ten feet before they hurtled down on her, slamming her face first into the ground once again.

The cool feeling of air on her sensitive skin made her acutely aware of her nudity, as did the scraping of the ground over her bare skin.

"Get her other arm and leg," Jimmy directed, grabbing Judy's left wrist and left ankle.

Judy tried to get free, but her exhaustion left her too weak to do more than just writhe slightly. Billy quickly immobilized Judy's right arm and right leg, his fingers squeezing tightly around her wrist and ankle.

"Enough is enough, huh, guys?" Judy panted. "Lemme go, please?"

"You're our captive now," Billy replied.

Spread eagled between them, Judy felt them struggle, then pick her up. Carrying her face down, they lugged her across the clearing. Judy's hair hung around her face in stringy streamers as she was hauled along, her belly inches from the ground, her back arching painfully. She looked down, eyeing her breasts, thrust outward and downward by her arched position. Her nipples were tiny, hard buds on the low, developing mounds. Below her breasts was her bare belly, where she could just see the indentation of her navel. Her ribs heaved as she fought for breath. The touch of the air over her entirely naked body was like a thousand cool, thrilling feathers. Her embarrassment was tempered with a tense excitement that speeded her panting. By turning her head from side to side she could see the two nearly nude boys who were carrying her across the clearing.

Her eyes went to those mysterious, concealed areas at their groins. She wondered if there were a possibility of them removing their last covering so she could satisfy her curiosity about what lay between their legs.

"Where's the rope?" Billy asked.

"Right here," Jimmy panted.

Together the two of them managed to haul Judy to a big tree. Then they paused, trying to figure out how best to handle her.

"I know," Jimmy said. "Let go of her foot and we'll stand her up against the tree and pull her arms around it."

"Okay," Billy agreed. "But we better let go at the same time or she might get away."