On the week before my birthday, she told me she had a trip planed to a Tunica Mississippi casino. The morning of our trip, I had to finish some work a... the office. She handed me a note before I got in my car. She kissed me with her full red lips and smiled as I pulled out. It only took a short while in the office, and I pulled the note out of my pocket and read. "HI,BABE. I WANT THIS TO BE THE BEST BIRTHDAY EVER. I WANT TO TRY AND FULFILL SOME OF THE FANTASIES WE HAVE SHARED OVER THE YEARS. I. At least I’ll die with a smile on my face,” I retorted. The girls all laughed.“Alright, bitches!” said Rachel. “Trade sides, it’s our turn.”“You sure you don’t want us to get him ready for you,” asked Connie as she started to grind her pussy on my face again.“No, Bitch,” said Rachel. “You already tried to suffocate him once with that thing, now get off.”“I’m trying to get off,” responded Connie with a smile.“Bitch, I will cut you,” said Heather. “Just remember, this is a private plane. They. If you don’t mind a few lacerations and scratches then by all means use the bracken for cover. Use it to your advantage. But be warned it is very abrasive, prickly and extremely painful.He gave me a gentle pat on the back. ?As agreed we will give you a twenty minute head start. That should be more than enough for someone who can run like you.?I nodded, gave a slightly panicked look at my chasers and set off toward the rising sun. Marc was right, the bushes and bracken clawed at my flesh if I. I couldn't go home looking like this. They both giggled when I slowly nodded and closed my eyes.A sharp pain came to each ear and I felt like crying. I opened my eyes and saw two pink post earrings in my ears."That's a good little girl," said Sandy.Next was a place where they did nails. Although, I was wearing a diaper, Sandy wanted me to have big girl nails. I'm sure this was another way to keep me as her slave since the nails would not come off for weeks.This nail shop was like most, as it.