My heart sank, anda scream rang through my head that yelled, "Oh no, not a piercing, notwith these marks all over my back."Tom opened my door and help...d me out, and by the time we got to the door,I was walking a lot better, maybe it was the relaxing effect of the vodkathat was starting to effect me. I had found out that if I took smallersteps and shifted my weight directly over to each foot, that I could walka lot better. But, I was sure I was wiggling my ass like that bar waitressdid in the. She protested a bit saying she did not want to intrude but by that time I was sitting in the other bench with Barney’s head on my lap. The woman smiled and sat next to Janice. She commented that Barney had not gone up to a man to be petted since her late son. Barney had been his present to her before he went off to war. Janice smiled and said her Harriet had not presented herself to any man since her late husband. They agreed I must be a special person. I was already blushing when it sunk into. I’d inch forward, mooing, and slap, my right shoulder would sting from Becky’s belt. I’d scramble forward, trying to move away and toward the porch, and slap, my butt would sting from Brigitte’s belt. I’d moo and my legs would be stung. My arms ached from being so tightly tied behind my back and from the belts that the girls kept using on me. They took turns until the last five or six when they both began whipping me at the same time. My “moos” became shrieks of agony as I lurched toward the. The first time I set eyes on them I desired them, wanted them and set out to have them. Even while removing Natasha's clothing on the pretence of a massage I knew what was going to happen and that there would be no going back.Natasha a beautiful and sexual blonde stood facing me my hands slide to her back to unclip her bra then drew away brushing her skin as they moved, smiling as her nipples hardened in front of my eyes, eager to kiss her and place a hard nipple in my mouth, but preferring to.