1. Adventures Of Pinkie


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

    nipple and aureole rings until Pinkie was standing on her tiptoes as she pushed out her bountiful breasts to show her fearless determination. "I CANíT HEAR YOU!" he barked. "YES SIR!" she replied. "YES SIR WHAT - BITCH?" he shouted. "YES SIR, PLEASE STRETCH AND BEAT MY BREASTS, SIR". She barked back. "ARE YOU READY FOR THE NEEDLES ALL THE WAY THROUGH YOUR TITS, SLAVE?" he barked, as all the bikers grinned with excitement. "YES SIR", she agreed nervously, looking down again as he twisted her boob mercilessly with both of his fingers wrapped into the nipple rings, twisting and turning them mercilessly. "YES SIR WHAT BITCH?" he barked again. "PLEASE PIERCE MY BREASTS WITH LOTS OF NEEDLES" she hissed as Zin continued to twist and pull her heavy orb up high and away from her chest, stretching the tits far off her chest, then letting it freedrop and splash on her tummy before slapping, grabbing and lifting them anew, handfully pulling them of her chest "OKAY, YOU HEARD HER, LET'S PUNCTURE THESE TITS", Zin laughed as he let them go and delivered blows to the bouncing breasts, punching and slapping the huge udders back and forth as Tallesman held her firmly from behind. "TAKE HER TO THE EDGE OF THE STAGE AND ATTACH HER WRISTCUFFS TO THAT PULLY", ordered Zin he pointed to the stage towards the back of the large hall, where a tattoo contest had just been conducted. Zin revealed a box full of various needles to Tallesman, getting his nod of approval as the men exscorted the ...
    super-buxom slave across the convention hall. "OH JESUS," exclaimed Pinkie as the skinheads strung her up from behind, forcing her shoulders down and her arms way up in the air behind her as she stood at the edge of the deserted stage, her huge pendulous breasts dangling down a full twelve inches off her chest as the punks became restless for some cruel and wicked punishments. "LETS BIND THESE BIG UDDERS", Zin commanded as one of his punks open a large canvas bag full of bondage and bizarre tools. "GIVE ME A HAND", he ordered as he pulled out a reel of copper wire. With wire cutters, he clipped a piece about five feet long. "PULL ON THE TITS WHILE I WRAP THEM AT THE BASE", he ordered as his punk friends began pinching and pulling on Pinkie's soft breast flesh. "HERE YOU GO SWEETHEART", he smiled a toothy grin as he bent the stiff wire into a circle winding it tightly around the base of Pinkie's left hanging boob. The wire dug deeply into her breast flesh, strangling the big boob at the base until the huge udder began to swell up like large crimson balloon. "DOESNíT THAT LOOK PRETTY? NOW THE OTHER ONE!" "MAKE IT TIGHT". she begged as one of the punks attached a chain to her tongue ring. " ARE YOU REALLY READY FOR THESE?" Zin asked Pinkie, as he held up three long sharp needles with red plastic ends. "AH UH", she nodded, her tongue now stretch out of her mouth as she drooled uncontrollably. Her mind was a awash with bizarre fantasies as she watched the skinhead begin to perforate her ...