It was quickly agreed among the Doms that she should be "asked to go home".This was an expression that Jacqui had never heard before but the gloating ...f the Doms and the fearful glances of the Subs told her that this was one of the private, and spectacular, rituals of the Hang Out Club. Judging from the various reactions it was also something special which did not often happen.The Dom handcuffed the unfortunate girl with her hands behind her back and then positioned her on the whipping frame,. It got them somewhere, at least. Their current show is supposed to run 30 minutes in a music festival, which was a great honor for them - managerless and local. In order to put on the best show, they are pulling out all the bits. Pink prop knives, pink ribbons, fake blood, a costume change after three songs (planning on five songs total), at least one song with a small choreographed dance... If anything, it spells disaster, or so Zelda at least thinks. She always thinks they have too much going. "I thought you needed to be home," I said to her."I don't care anymore," She said, pulling her head from my daughter's breast.She increased her efforts on Farah's pussy and massaged her clit with her thumb."AHH... AHH" Farah groaned. I watched her face contort with pleasure."She's gonna cum again," Jackie sighed.Farah's face was so sexy as she orgasmed, her head tossed from side to side, her mouth open and her eyes tightly close. Her entire body squirmed, and she yelled loudly."Oh," Jackie. I would almost always do this to her before taking her out into the woods or river bottom not far from where we lived. At the time my father had several Shetland ponies as he loved animals. So with her fantasy's and mine one evening after my dad was asleep I stripped her naked and instead of taking her out to the little cabin behind the house where I usually took her. I led her past it and across the pasture she told me later that as I led her across the pasture she had no idea what I was going.