Now everything’s changed, and you’re gone. But I’m still here with nothing to hold on to.” He closes his eyes, trying to stop the tears. Why s...ould I hold on when there’s nothing to hold on to. Sex made me feel alive, but now I’m bored with mindless passion. Drugs were somewhere to hide, but they’ve left me feeling cold and empty.”Cynthia pulls away from the embrace, starring the man in the eyes. “I thought you were my friend; that you were someone that I could turn to. Now I realize that you. And slid the post through one hole of the stretcher, cunnie's nipple, and out the other side. She then took a ball out of the solution and screwed it on the end. the overall effect was now that cunnie's nipple was almost two inches long and cone shaped. Mistress repeated the proceedure with the other nipple. "There we go, all finished. My sherry would you care to take a closer look at them?" Yes, Mistress. sherry is very interested in getting her nipples pierced." I replied."Go ahead. you may. There were thirty-one mature mares, seventeen of them had nursing foals and there were twelve obvious yearlings. We also had four young but mature stallions.Our biggest problem was keeping the nursing mares out of the pen, but with some judicious use of the gate we managed it. I wanted the four young stallions in that pen too, but while it wasn't as big a need it was more complicated. They simply wouldn't cooperate. I gave up on that just before we took a break for lunch.I'll admit I was glad. I was gasping for air, so I couldn’t speak. “I’ll take that as your surrender then,” he said with a smirk, as he released me from his iron grip. I harrumphed out of the room while he chuckled, returning to his work. Back out in the living room I plopped down on the couch and picked up my computer, pouting. I hated losing, but he was stronger than me, and hardly ticklish at all, certainly not enough for me to win a tickle fight. Having finished the previous story I was reading, I backed out of.