I stood back and looked around my bathroom and itbrought a smile to my face. I had always hoped one day to have afeminine touch around my place, but n...ver dreamed the feminine finerywould be mine!I went downstairs and made myself a sandwich and opened a beer. I satdown and went over the entire weekend in my mind, tried to find evenone thing that was not fun but could only find one negative. Thenegative thing was the fact that Teri had left to go home and we couldnot be together. I knew what I. ? Jon would always hang weights from them andhe took me to piercers and had my inner and outer lips pierced, plus he wouldpierce me himself often sewing me shut for a few days. If it was painful tofeel the needle? tofeel the thread being ripped from the healing holes was worse by a factor often. But now Iam his play toy and I can be tortured all day? left to suffer or made to wait inanticipation of pain or humiliation.Jon lovesto beat me and I am often made to kneel or stand in one position. I smacked her ass playfully in reply, eliciting a giggle, and wished Natalie good luck with her game as I watched them walk out to the street. Then I felt Julie’s shoulder push into my back, and her breast press against my arm as she sidled up beside me. “Good luck, kiddo! Knock ‘em dead,” Julie called after them from the doorway as they made their way down to the Balmain pier. Julie gave me a quick smile, her deep blue eyes twinkling, and the smell of peanut butter on her breath. She touched. She put her foot up on a chair and spread her wet lower lips open and began rubbing herself less than a foot from my face. She would stop every once in a while and stick her fingers in my mouth and I would eagerly suck on her fingers to taste her juices. She called me her little slut toy and then slapped my back hard. "You stupid bastard, you nearly made me forget what I was doing!" she said, and then turned and got something and then showed it to me. It was a 7.5 pound weight from my.