She'd stretched out on herbelly while chains connected to a manual hoist were attached to therestraints. I'd listened to her grunt as she was hoiste... into the air. I thoughther shoulders would be dislocated but they weren't. She whimpered softly asher nipples were clamped. Her whimpers went up in volume as heavy weightswere attached to the clamps. A wooden dowel, like a horse's bit was placedher in mouth and secured by leather thongs that tied behind her head. Itdid nothing to muffle. ‘You need to move your target in and your feet a few boards to the right,’ she suggested. ‘I know,’ Tim replied, ‘I’m just trying different things right now. I can strike any time I want,’ he added. ‘Oh really?’ she said. ‘Let’s see a strike, now.’ ‘Which ball do you want me to use?’ he asked. She looked at his arsenal and pointed to a yellow, blue, and green swirled ball and said, ‘Use the Hammer Blade.’ ‘Okay,’ he said as he put down the red ball that he had been using. ‘Which lane?’ ‘My. Betty, Linda, Paul and myself were given 5 minutes toenjoy ourselves, as the rest sat watching giving usencouragement. Page advised me not to CUM as the nightwas young. (Easy for Page to say)I stroked my cock as I watched Betty tease the headwith her tongue, I could hear the sucking sounds asLinda ate Betty's pussy and judging by Linda'smovements, I knew Paul was doing an equally good jobon her pussy.I knew I was not going to last 5 minutes in Betty'ssucking mouth, so when I was close, I pulled. You will need to be milked twiceeach day, just like Daisy, or you will feel considerablediscomfort and your tits will go back to their previoussize.”Each morning and evening, Fiona had been milking Daisy.Now she had to milk herself as well.With her bi-curiosity increased by Claire’s hypnosis,Fiona found that she was enjoying manipulating Daisy’stits as she washed them before and after their milking.Both the ponygirl and her strapper were also beingturned-on by their milking,.