He still felt great and was surprisingly happy. A feeling of intense pleasure washed over his arms and hands. Then his head and back followed by his f...et and legs. It was so intense it almost tickled but it felt really good. Then the feeling crept into his groin and became very intense. In spite of himself he felt his arousal growing. The problem was that the feeling kept getting more intense. It felt like his cock was nearly on fire. He felt it grow harder and harder then begin to throb with. Almost done."I got beat a few times," she acknowledged, her hand rubbing his satincovered skin again. "Mostly by my father. My mother didn't really,although she let me have it that one time after I threw a tantrum at oneof those stupid pageants she forced me into to. Bet you can't picturelovely Anita taking her dainty hand and..."OUCH! That one may have been the hardest yet. "Eight, Miss Sinclair."He felt her fingers grip the waistband of his underwear and pull down,and Justin started to stand,. The two escorts got out protesting vehemently to the farmer, with a lot of shouting, and waving of arms, when suddenly, they were overpowered by about five men. The car door was opened, and Tony was roughly dragged out, blindfolded, gagged and his hands bound. He felt himself being tossed into the back of a truck of some kind, and covered with hay.It seemed about three hours later, that he was hauled out the truck, and allowed to fall on the ground. He was forced into some sort of building, and. When I looked back, Mac was pulling Sheila over the table by the leash, leading her as he would a heifer. He rolled her on her back.Sheila's eyes were glazed, her expression complete sexual desire and submission as he brought her hands over her head and bound them to the table. He attached the leash, holding her head flat. He bought her legs up, bent and bound them. She was now secure, her ass hanging out in mid air, legs up and open, ready and available.When Mac dropped his jeans, his huge.