Finally after what must have been 30 minutes or more, she got up again."Now for the fun part," she said. "If you do well, I may let you go home withou... a hole in your head. But don't come until I fucking say so, GOT IT?!" I feebly whimpered a response, gasping for breath.One last time, she straddled me, guiding my dick into that insatiable black hole of hers. She gasped as if she had just lowered herself into a boiling hot spa, and slowly began to pump up and down on my groin. She gradually. Then she returned to the stage and asked the audience, ‘How many pins shall we stick in this slave?’ It is well known that groups make less kind and poorer decisions than individuals because the shared responsibility lets everyone blame other people. There were calls of several numbers from the audience. ‘Twenty.’ ‘A hundred.’ ‘No, a hundred is too many, just ten.’ Dana let this go on for a while and then made her decision. ‘I will stick one in each nipple. If Julie remains silent during this. She had shoulder length hair and looked like she’d washed it recently. She was looking quite pretty with her hair gently swaying in the breeze that had just set in and coming through the balcony. Her dress had noodle straps across her shoulder and plunged down quite deep both in front and at the back. She was looking very hot and I was nervous that I was feeling this way about her.After about a couple of drinks, we were both tipsy, and our conversation became very chatty and we were really. Angela redirected her attention to Kim and Sally, "Well, are you guys fucking someone or not?"Kim shook her head no and Sally said, "I'm not." Well," Angela said, "if you aren't or if you're not ready to, you won't get dates with the cool guys at school. The geeks will take you out, but the jocks won't give you the time of day unless you put out."Kim and Sally sat spellbound, they didn't know what to say, if anything.Angela went on, "I started to do guys when I was twelve and now I can get a.