When I was 12 my house backed up to about two miles of woods before reaching another development.
My friends and I built a tree fort way back in the middle, in a secluded valley between two hills, where nobody could see or hear anything you did. We stocked it with whatever liquor, fireworks, porno mags, guns and weed we could get our hands on and by the end of the summer it was pretty well equipped.
One hot evening in late august I was heading there with my best friend at the time, a tomboy who would later go full lesbian and get arrested for a string of armed robberies, when we noticed a strange bike propped at the bottom of the tree.
Intruder.
We carefully climbed up to sneak on the enemy and at the top found some like faggot passed out with my previously full bottle of jack daniels next to him. He looked around ten and had his pants pulled down and one of our nastiest copies of hustler (like the pages had at least a cup of cum dried on them) on his little hairless stomach.
This couldn't stand. Justice was in order. Without needing to say anything, I grabbed the fishing line and she started gathering all the stuff he fucked up and putting it out of the way. We tied him up tightly, arms behind his back, feet together, knees to his elbows, and a half dozen other tie points with his ear tied to the wall and his dick tied to his toes.
He was drunk as fuck and barely even opened his eyes during this, just a burping, mumbling thieving mess. We stripped him totally naked and then had to decide, as first time jailers, what to do next.
Now, despite spending a lot of time looking at porn together with this girl, I had never actually had any type of sex or seen her naked. Revenge had to take place though, it took months to get our hands on an actual full bottle of whiskey. It was her idea to piss on the little fuck. She took off her pants, squatted over his face and slapped him until he woke up.