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This won't hurt at all sis, if it does, just scream so that I know." Jeff proceeded to paint a large tattoo on Deb's stomach and them one on each of her tits. Deb wasn't feeling anything except a little pressure on her body. She couldn't see what kind of picture her brother was giving her from the angle of her head and her blurred vision. In her drug induce state could she only think of sex and the pleasure she was getting from moving up and down the shaft in her ass. Jeff was not concerned about Deb's moving while asian he was working. It didn't have to be perfect. When Jeff finished with his sister he moved the milking stool to Chris and started another masterpiece. In two hours Jeff had finished the tattoos on all 5 family members. He looked at his watch. It was eleven thirty and time for lunch. And more drugs for the family. As Jeff turned for the barn door he looked back at his 5 masterpieces and laughed. He exited the barn for the house to prepare lunch for himself and the 5 tattooed Johnsons'. Jeff returned with sandwiches, removed the ball gags and uncuffed their wrists so that they could eat. It would be impossible for any of them to rise up enough to dislodge the shaft in their ass without the stools to stand on. They ate their sandwiches as they moaned, with their mouths full, moving their bodies slowly up and down on the rubber dildos holding them in place. Now Jeff would make the final adjustments to each of their bodies. The drug he had just given each of them would insure that they would not feel anything except slight pinches while he worked. In 4 or 5 hours the Johnson's would see their new bodies, permanently decorated for their new positions japanese in life, incapable of being undone, and utterly revolting to most normal humans. Jeff replaced the ball gags and retied their wrists behind the poles. He took a leather pouch from one of the boxes, grabbed the milking stool and sat down in front of his sister Deb. Reaching into the pouch Jeff withdrew a large black punch tool, fetish usually used for thick leather hole punching. He reached back into the pouch and brought out a small box of surgical steel punch bits and eye grommets. The punch bit he screwed into the leather punch tool was a quarter inch in diameter. Jeff reached up to his sister's cunt, grabbed her left pussy lip with his left hand and pulled it down. He raised and positioned the punch directly below the entrance to her cunt and quickly but firmly squeezed. Deb jerked as the punch removed a small piece of skin from the lip of her pussy, and then moaned from the caress of her brother's hand. The drugs were working well. Jeff took the eye grommet and pushed it into the hole the punch had made. From the leather pouch he took a pair of special pliers and fit them around the grommet he had just inserted. Making sure the grommet was positioned correctly he squeezed the pliers as tight as he could. The bleeding stopped as it clamped around the skin's edge of the new hole in his sisters pussy lip. He grabbed the right pussy lip, punched another hole and installed another grommet as before. Jeff switched the size of the bit in the leather punch to a much smaller one. He reached up to his sister's clit and pulled the loose skin above it. He took the punch and made a small hole in the hood above the clit. Then he moved the punch down to the skin below the clit and to one side. He made another hole and then a third one across form the second hole. The holes were in the shape of a triangle that surrounded Deb's now enlarged clit. I asian started to get dressed back. You know you want it, I know you want it. “Come inside me, daddy,” Ashley groaned, “fill me up. “Lissa, you’re with me till Rock can get into his overlook position with the 50. It was a gold chain with two trinkets on it. 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