" Errr... Carson Smith."Carson was disturbed by the presence of these nubile, giggling girls. His cock was starting to pulse and swell alarmingly and ...he was terrified that the girls might notice the mobile lump in his trousers. How embarrassing for a middle-aged gentleman to become sexually excited by teenage girls! They were both giving him impish looks, as if maybe they were aware of his discomfort. He noticed that, although the pony was standing steady, the girls were sliding and squirming. Preety sat on my chest and Sonia pushed the rod in as if she wanted it to go out through my back. It was a hell lot of pain inside my stomach. On one side my stomach was pressed flat to the floor and on the other side my navel is pressed in to the floor. To add more pressure Sonia with all her weights stood upon the weights and added more pressure to the rods. I can’t move because of the way I was tied up. Then Preety also joined Sonia on the weights and she also assisted to put more and more. You place your hand on a table, but hidden by a piece of cardboard. In view will be the false hand, and then one of us will tickle both hands, yours and the fake, with a paintbrush, and after a few minutes you will believe that the fake hand is actually yours, and that what you feel is coming from that hand." Hmm ... I'll believe that when it happens," said Nick. It wasn't that he was other than completely open to new ideas, but you had to balance a new idea which sounded rather far fetched,. " Miranda pleaded."Here's, thirty, I ain't got a fiver, you can owe me." he said as he reached two notes from his wallet and tucked them into her jacket pocket, then he kissed her cheek lightly, pulled up his zipper and walked away into the night.Queenie was waiting down by the main road, Miranda looked towards the street where her car was parked but realised that she didn't have the key so reluctantly she rejoined Queenie."Money." Queenie said quietly, "Pocket, he gave me thirty." Miranda.