“Tink, wait up!” Mike called, watching her step onto a small, concrete podium. Tink ran her hands over a small, silver ball at the lip of the podi...m, and the platform lifted into the air, coasting gently upward about thirty feet. Mike heard Tink hollering from up above, the goblin stepping off of the podium and onto the platform surrounding the stacks. Motivated, the goblin disappeared from view.“Shit,” Mike muttered, approaching another podium nearby. Standing on it firmly, he grabbed onto the. A few of us got quite pally with the girls in the appartment opposite and the daytime before the main nite out one of them commented that my small frame and feet would look great if i was to dressed up as woman. feeling quite nervous about the whole thing but egged on by the alcohol inside me and the fact that apart from the folks that were with me nobody else knew me and wewere on holiday and it was a stag do i reluctantly agreed.kind of thinjing it might get me in with the girls and maybe get. Marybeth, Judy and Ana climbed on and Codie and Katie walked to the red bug parked ahead of me."What are you doing?" I asked."Going to go get my car," Codie said."Leave it," I replied."No, we have to go back by there, so we will follow you in our cars. Once we get to Hattiesburg, we can sell them. We bought these two cars, and if we leave them, they point to us," Codie said.I rubbed my chin and then nodded, "OK, you're right. Let's mount up," I ordered as I stepped into the RV. The girls were. With leather straps drawn tight around her wrists and ankles, Debbie’s majestic buttocks presented vulnerably as someone, I have no idea who other than it was a man, began to mercilessly thrash her with a heavy cane. The beating was harsh and Debbie’s cries echoed around the cellar as she tossed her pretty head to her anguish, her lovely thick, auburn hair flailing wildly as she did so. With Debbie and her bottom, there to help me, my cock was soon restored to full hardness and with the moment.