Now hurry!"I opened the limo door and dashed over to where Beth was holding the salon door open for me. Beth had me sit on a stool near the front coun...ter. She picked up a pen and put several marks on each of my ears. Then she picked up a gun and brought it up to the side of my head. Pop, Pop, Pop, Pop. I now had four holes in my right ear. Geri appeared from the back and started putting hoops and studs in my right ear while Beth repeated the piercing process on the left ear. Geri moved around. Unhe pta hai ki unke putthe unki khoobsoorati aur personality ka ek important part hai. Shayad yhi vajah hai ki aurtey apne bde puttho ko bhi garv ki nazar se dekhti hai aur hum ldke apne puttho ko sharm ki nazar se.Meri kahani tabb shuru hoti hai, jab mai in sab baato ko samajhne k liye thoda chhota thaa. Mai Tenth class me pdta thaa, aur apne mummy-papa k saath ek appartment flat me rehta thaa. Mera kad kuchh 5’10’’ thaa aur uss samay mai thoda ‘pot bellied’ thaa, yaani mera thoda paet nikla. "See. It's a steel slave collar. It locks around your neck and will never be removed unless I sell you. You're mine. I own you now, like I own my dog. Like my dog, you'll obey me happily. Listen for the click of the lock. It sounds the beginning of your new life as my slave. Listen!"The steel collar fit snugly. The lock click sounded like a rifle shot to her. She flinched and began shaking. She tried to be still and keep the tears from rolling down her face.(Speak. Scream. Do something! No. No.. She uncrossed her legs and opened her legs at an angle so so the group of balding blokes could see her young hairy pussy. She could see how badly they wanted her and she knew she would end up on her back being screwed senseless by these horny older men. With this she told Dave she was goin and he said that he’d stay for the three hours before last orders. As she walked out of the pub she caught the eye of one of the blokes. As she walked off towards home she heard footsteps behind her and.