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3 girls fart on me

I was staring up at a bright light, surrounding by giggling. I'd just been tackled to the ground, and the next thing I knew, my arms were being handcuffed with foam velcro handcuffs and I was secured to a very hefty piece of furniture. "Make sure you get both his hands tight under there!" I heard Abby squeal. "I don't want him getting free and crying to mommy." I saw Cassie grin devilishly down at me, straddling my chest as she made sure my arms were wrapped around the leg of the giant metal case in the middle of the room. I couldn't help but notice her workout shorts riding up her thighs, flashing a touch of pink cotton from her panties. Even though I was nervous, I couldn't help but be a little aroused. Unfortunately, that would quickly pass as I realized the tortures these girls had in store for me... "Come on guys, please let me go... PLEASE! I know that... look, I know I messed up, but seriously, what are you doing?" I struggled wildly at the bindings that effortlessly held my upper body in place. I heard scraping across the carpet, and craned my neck upwards to see what was going on. I got a quick glimpse of Taylor sliding the futon towards my feet as Cassie slid forward a little bit, pressing her white cotton gym shorts into my face. I immediately noticed how potent she smelled. "Ooooh Bradly!" Cassie moaned in a sarcastically sexy tone, grinding down on me playfully. Then she giggled. "God, I bet I smell totally ripe!!" Taylor laughed. "Oh I KNOW I do! It was sooo hot ...

... out today." she said, trying to stifle her girlish giggle. I felt something at my feet and realized Abby was attaching the same kind of cuffs around my ankles and threading them through the futon frame. In a panic I started to shout but I was completely muffled by Cassie's sweaty crotch. I started to gasp for hair and thrash as hard as I could. Abby laughed. "Mm, I don't think you're going anywhere. Besides you know what happens if I tell mom what we found. Face it, there's no escape..." Maybe I should back up. This whole damn thing started because of my stupid friend Mark. It was the 4th of July and I decided to go hang out with him in the park and play some guitar, you know just hang out. Well next thing I know, we're at some dude's house and they're passing around a joint. So I thought "what the hell" and smoked some. And man, it was good shit. So I bought a $10 sack to enjoy later. It was getting pretty late, plus I was stoned and the people at this house were getting kinda crazy, so I decided to grab my guitar and bike home. My sister Abby is 18, and she had begged my parents to let her go to a party at her friend's house, so the last thing I expected as I headed down the stairs to the basement that we shared was her and her 2 volleyball barbie friends sitting on my futon playing my XBox. "Oh hell no! Move your butts out of here now. Come on. Go." I pointed towards my sister's half of the basement and sternly looked at Taylor and Cassie. Taylor was 18, 5'4" and had long ...