1. Adventures Of Pinkie


    Date: 9/6/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Author: Kgnot, Rating: 70, Source: sexstories.com

    PINKIE HERE IS THE BRAVEST, HOTTEST, TATTOOED OUTLAW MAMA HERE AT THE BARBARIAN BIKER FEST!!!" he hollered, as the statuesque Pinkie stood butt naked in her "fuck-me" heels, straining to remove her boob collars, which would allow the blood to flow back into her poor breasts. "HAD ENOUGH FUN FOR ONE DAY HONEY??" Animal confronted Pinkie as he watched her unleashed the painful blood-flow back into her ballooned breasts. She was delirious and blurry-eyed as she massaged her poor battered paps and recalled the events of the day, from the boob battles to the fist fucking, the tug-a-war with Sonja, the incredible tittie press and brutal batting practice. Her mind was awash in this perverted horror show of intensely brutal sexual rituals and she was at the center of it all. She was a sadist and masochist all rolled into one. She then flashed on Larry and how he first introduced her to the thrill of prick teasing. And to her sister, who was shocked by her sexy new image. And then to Crowbar who introduced her the biker parties, tattooing and even shared her with the Outlaws. She knew the drugs had her transformed into a demon. They had twisted her mind and made her hurt herself in repulsive ways. She thought of suicide and then her mind snapped again as Animal asked again, "HAD ENOUGH?" "OH SHIT," she cried from the pain in her breasts, "I GUESS SO," she responded. Then her mind immediately hot-flashed again, this time to the wicked stories Snake had told her about the Bondage Parlor ...
    in San Francisco where the girls submitted themselves to savage needle piercings and some gruesome breast hangings. "I THINK SHE';S PASSED OUT," shouted Animal, as some Outlaws crowded around her. End of chapter21 (to be continued) THE ADVENTURES of PINKIE CHAPTER 22 - CINDY'S BACK "WHAT THE FUCK?" Pinkie groaned, as she opened one eye under the blanket, awakened by the sound of motorcycles revving their engines. Lying in the dirt, wrapped in an old Army blanket she watched the bikers pulling out in a cloud of dust. "WHERE'S EVERYBODY GOING? she moaned, realizing that many of the bikers were beginning to head back to Los Angeles. "OH, MY head!" she pained, her head was throbbing, her entire body ached. "MY ASSHOLE!" she groaned, her asshole and cunt sore from fucking so many Outlaws and bikers she'd lost count. "JESUS, MY TITS!!!" she cradled her huge swollen titbags. "MY TITS ARE ON FIRE!!" she cried out, massaging each breast one at a time to try to reduce the burning sensation and deep pain from her chest down to her pierced nipples. "OH GOD, LOOK AT MY TITS!!" she cried out ñ but she was drowned out by the noise of the loud bikes. "THEY LOOK LIKE SHIT!" she bragged, hoping for sympathy. "OH GOD, LOOK AT ME," she cried out as she looked down at her beautiful body and cow-sized udders, now covered with welts, burns and bruises ñ all crusted over with jizz and booze from the night before. "WHERE IS EVERYONE?" she called out. She couldn't see Snake, Animal, Moose, Tallesman, ...