He snatched up the gag, but she would not open her mouth for him, so he tapped the last needle and as she screamed once more, in went the ball which h... swiftly strapped into place. Tears ran down her cheeks now, and he added another series of shorter needle`s as muffled shrieks rattled around the room. One after another in a relentless chain of spikes in and around each alternate areola. Each needle proceeded by yet another glance at Ian to see if he had emitted his seed yet. Finally, the deed. Linda would lay out my gown and speedos and I would select either a one piece swimsuit and black tights for Linda or a bikini and stockings, I just love the feel of nylon and so does Linda. We would apply some light oil to each other ensuring complete cleanliness. Linda would rub the ointment into my body, my hairy chest down to me manhood and my balls. She would lightly massage my balls, slip my foreskin back and forward as well as sliding her hand behind my balls and gently massaging my anus. I open my locker, and, big surprise, there are my keys."Come here, you fuckers," I mutter to myself, and I step out of the locker room.As I walk to the door, I realize that the room isn't completely empty. Laying over one of the chairs is a pair of clothes. I walk up and look at the clothing: a nice pair of short shorts, a shirt... socks... shoes... underwear? Why is there a bra here? I thought as I looked at the clothes. I look around the room and see nobody is here. Well, shit.I make my way. The reading girl’s name was Raven. She had never really grown to like her name, but she had gotten used to it. To her, the name seemed… odd, when compared to regular girl’s names like Ashley, Sarah, Elizabeth, etc. However, Raven was not a regular girl. She was a beautiful girl and at only 12 years old, she was just a bit taller than most girls her age measuring in at around 5’3”. Her eyes were a piercing emerald color, her skin an attractive light tan, and her hair a stunning jet black. Hers.