P ..P..L..E.S!!! Pinkie shrilled as her breasts turned a crimson blue from the intense pressure and the cords began to pull and stretch her double pierced nipples and areolas two, three, four, five inches off her boob ñ tearing the holes open wider and wider as her nipples were fuck stretched to the point she was sure they would rip loose when. "LET GO!!!" shouted Tallesman as the two bikers released Pinkie's arms as the big bike dragged her from their clutches, surging forward slowly in first gear as Tallesman pulled his new slave behind him on Hollywood Boulevard in front of the Tattoo Mania Convention where hundreds of heathens and spectators stood stunned in amazement over the brutal exhibition of pagan sacrifice ñ all in the name of extreme bondage and in celebration of the primitive arts. With arms still pinned behind her back, Pinkie gasped and cried in anguish as teetered awkwardly behind the motorcycle as her breasts were yanked and stretched to their extreme limit ñ her nipples distended several inches beyond anything she"d ever experienced. "THAT"S IT TALLESMAN, RIP HER TITS OFF!!!" the bikers cheered on as Pinkie felt the pain and pressure expanding in her drastically distended breasts as she trotted behind the Harley in an attempt to keep up with the moving motorcycle. At this point, she was numb to all the cheers and adulations from the cheering crowd. She could only think of the searing pain that shot through her nipples deep into her chest as she feared for her life. She kept thinking to herself, "one stumble I'll be dragged down the street my tits!!" "OH!! F..U..C..K ... M Y .. T. . . . I. . ..T.. S !!! Pinkie shrilled as she watched her big breasts stretching off her chest, the flesh and muscle tearing as the elastic boobs turned to dark crimson tit balls and pulling the tit flesh further than imaginable as the cords harnessed an incredible strain on her nipples and tore the holes even wider open as the spectators looked on in shock and amazement. "JESUS CHRIST!!!" shouted the biker who let go of Pinkie's arm as the big bike dragged her from their clutches, surging forward in first gear as Tallesman putted forward along the old Boulevard in front of the Tattoo Mania Convention. With arms still pinned behind her back, Pinkie trotted double time behind the motorcycle as her breasts were yanked and stretched to their limit, her nipples distended several inches beyond anything she'd ever experienced. "ALL RIGHT, GO PINKIE!!!" the bikers cheered her on as she felt the pain and pressure expanding in her breasts and chest as she ran fasting behind the Harley in her ridiculous high-heels. At this point, she was numb to the fact that she was ruining her once beautiful breasts. She could only think of the searing pain that shot through her nipples deep into her chest as she feared for her life. One stumble and she'd be dragged down the street by her tits, she kept thinking to herself. "TALLESMAN IS A BRUTAL FUCKIN' ASSHOLE," she kept thinking to herself. "HE'S MEAN AND sex MERCILESS," she thought. "HE'LL DO ANYTHING TO ME, JUST TO ENTERTAIN ALL THESE HEATHENS," she considered, her cunt starting to get a little wet as she trotted behind his bike. Finally, he came to a stop and the crowd went wild with adulation for Pinkie and her daring dash behind the bike with her tits distended beyond any natural limit. "OH MY GOD, ITS OVER," she sighed relief, as outdoor the excitement of the crowd and the thrill of danger overwhelmed her and she asked to sit down and let the blood rush back through her poor breasts, now almost indian black from the torturous ordeal. "LET';S GET YOU INSIDE THE TATTOO SHOW, WHERE THE REAL ACTION IS, SLAVE!!" shouted Tallesman as Pinkie staggered about among the cheering bikers. Chapter 26 - TATOO MANIA Inside the Paladium, the Tattoo Mania Convention was a zoo with artists buzzing away in booth after booth. Over 300 artists and 2,000 customers all under one roof celebrating the primitive art of body adornment. There were guys and girls at every couple booth getting inked, pierced and branded in every place imaginable. A full body tattoo contest was being held on the center stage while two men hung by their chests, pierced with large metal hanging rings. The place was pulsating with outrageous erotic behavior and Pinkie was heaving with lust and excitement as Tallesman pushed her through the crowd like a human shield - using her big tattooed titties as bumpers as he deliberately shoved her forth into strangers, holding her firmly by her Pony Slut harness from behind her arms being cuffed tightly behind her back. "FUCK MY TITTIES!" she laughed obnoxiously as men slapped and grabbed at her vulnerable soft-swinging boobs, pulling on her nipple rings as Pinkie proudly thrust out her battered boobs, recklessly sloshing them about as Tallesman pushed her into the lawless crowd young of heathens and perverts. "STAND BACK, OR I'LL HIT YOU WITH 'EM", she jokingly threatened some gawkers as she began throwing her sloppy bags into a wild whip-lashing windmill rotation.. sending her tittie rings spinning into large twirling circles, while Tallesman jerked her like a puppet from behind. "FUCKIN'A - THEY'RE BATTLE BOOBS NOW", she bragged to the spectators as she speeded her tempo, laughing at her own self-inflicted punishment to her poor breasts as she watched her huge orbs spin like propellers. Injected with crack, her tits felt all tingly and numb as she pushed herself to punish them to the max. I kneel on the floor and hold Pauline’s outdoor hand. I think people did the same thing with sugar in the olden days, and I wasn’t ready to live life like a Puritan. Karina was replying as she brought her rifle up, the barrel on the edge indian of the window. “I’ve gotta gets me money some how. But at this time, we sit down to confer on my reason for bothering her during the early day, before she has her professional attire and make-up on. "Hey, I want everything you’ve got," he said and I smiled, looking briefly into his eyes. “We aren’t negotiating here,” I said. Stephanie’s stern expression lightened into a smile. “If that`s sex your thing Grace” Said Max, “But a simple detention and loss of privileges may suffice” Her shirt was thin enough that both her nipple and her bright purple bra were visible. The world would be a better place if more of that was doled out.” My eyes widened. it's... Sarah is enjoying his pleas and increases her tempo. Lola nodded her head and shared a giggle with her wife. It was an urban myth that whores don’t kiss, because they think it’s more intimate than plain old sex. My free hand moved forward, grabbing at the front of his pants. His glazed stare was a look of utter shame. I said as I pushed her off and stood up. She simply pointed to the refrigerator. Ryan stuck out his tongue at the corner of his mouth and began thrusting his cock upwards beyond Penny's nose. “You masturbate?” I forgot how good that felt!” she moaned in ecstasy. We both spent ages on the internet and Ryan came up with this thing called Kegel exercises. “We both know you would never mention this to him or anyone else.” Their entire bodies to make themselves more aerodynamic... Apparently my wife and my partner have been playing some naughty games. The girls came out just as I was serving up some fish and chips with a Rocket and Feta salad. I slipped my shirt over my head and walked to the bed, "Yes daddy. And Ed rewarded her for her cooperation by removing his hand from her mouth, as he was finishing up the very tail end of his sperm-release. Their wrists had been strapped together behind their backs. “Now, when I give the signal, I’d like you to try and transform the rabbit. Each one came in me and I came again on the third fuck. If only she knew .... I got young about 3 metres fuck before couple the bottle slid out and I had to stand it on the floor and start again. We ..."