No need to ride horses. This clothes are just kinda camouflage, my family thinks I'm out to take care of the horses and maybe taking a ride, but indee..., all horses are out to the meadows already."I followed her, and after a short walk, we arrived at a riding stable, and she went in. I locked my bike to a nearby fence, then followed her in. I still had no clue as to what she was up to, but was to find out soon."Right. Thank you again for coming. Now, why I asked you to come here... look... it's. Shelley came in and was well gone, giggling and a tad unsteady she sat in the chair and said hello mr randy, i said come on i have been waiting for this all night, i stripped off and started to undress Shelley, just left her with a pair of pull up stockings on, she was that ready she instantly started caressing her pussy lips and smiling drunkenly at me, i said can i get the blindfold and play our game, she said go then.I then dashed to the spare room and to my surprise Cab was stood there. "Walker Hurthen's the name." He said. "Your boy Ketch just left us headed to the next camp, and I figured to come over to see what needed doing." All we're really missing is someplace for everyone to sit." Plank said.Things snowballed from that point on. There were quite a few groups of people sitting alongside the road, frustrated by the fallen bridge, and after Ketch had invited the Hurthen family and the Felbeu brothers and their two drivers, word began to spread up and down the road. Cork. ? 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.