All three girls were seated at the kitchen table, topless, six young tits, unencumbered by bras, were looking straight at me.“Well, you're not wasti...g any time,” I said, taking in the vision before me. Candy's and Cookie's familiar little boobs looked great. Their friend, Angie, had by far the largest pair of the three, probably a medium B-cup, capped with hard, dusky areola and tight, pea-sized nipples. Despite her obvious young age, each nipple was pierced, with a small golden ring. I moved it in and out gradually moving a bit faster. It felt so warm. I stopped moving it and then started using my tongue to lick his head. I worked my tongue back and forth, up and down and in circles as I played with his balls with my hand. I could tell by his heavy breathing he was enjoying it very much. He finally stopped me after a few minutes telling me he didn't want to cum yet.As I stood up he told me it was my turn and kneeled down in front of me. Not wasting any time he firmly took. Mercy’s smooth face was tear-stained and tight with horror, her breasts, abdomen and thighs pressed against the rough timber.Sobbing, distraught beyond comprehension, her mother backed away, watching Shepherd advance upon her pitiable daughter. Grasping the handle of his bullwhip in one hand the overseer experimentally ran fingers across the leather with the other, showing as much disregard as he could towards the bound girl now stripped of the last vestiges of decency. The overseer took. It took him a few minutes, but he managed to yank it free.Using a rag in the toolbox, Mike gave the screw a good cleaning, scraping the rust off as best he could. Inspecting the screw, he looked inside the hole of the frame. It was caked with rust as well. He used one of the screwdrivers to clean it out as best he could, knocking loose quite a bit of rust and dirt. Sticking the eyebolt back in, he twisted it tightly into place. He gave it an experimental tug, and it held fast.“Here goes.