PLEASE MASTER. OH JESUS CHRIST!!” Pinkie gasped, as she looked cross-eyed at her pierced, tattooed and leather bound boobs as she slowly slipped a little lower in the harness, forcing more blood and pressure on her now crimson-blue bloated tittie sacks. She was scared to death, yet she worshiped her new master and his cruel punishments. She realized she was hopelessly a victim of her own self-inflicted masochism and that she trilled at being Tallesman’s new slave and performing extremely hideous acts of self-mutilation and sacrifice for him and his unruly crowd of merciless heathens and derelict perverts. In spite of the tremendous pain and pressure she felt deep in her chest, Pinkie also felt tremendous power from within as she hung suspended by the leather straps. She had many times watched German films of girls hung by their tits with envy of their courage and physical stamina. Now, she was the one experiencing the bizarre sensation for herself, openly free hanging by her tits, demonstrating her resolve to subject her bountiful breasts to whatever punishments Tallesman and his gang could dish out. “THANK YOU MASTER,” she muttered as she wiggled and swung herself about totally suspended by her magnificent breasts. In spite of the extreme pressure on her chest and boobs, Pinkie looked out and into the eyes of the men in her audience. She felt incredible power as she seductively licked her lips and winked at a few men as she deliberately rolled japanese her shoulders, jiggling her nipple weights. An extreme exhibitionist, Pinkie reveled in the bizarre spectacle of her own self-mutilation. She could see that the audience was getting hot and rowdy as men stood up and openly jerked off at the sight of her. Her cunt was oozing with cum as she felt the strain of the pussy weights all the way through her nipple rings. “YOU WANT US TO STRETCH uniform YOUR TITS AND CUNT AT THE SAME TIME, DON’T YOU MISS PRETTY CUNT?” Zin turned and smiled at the sex-crazed pixie, now relaxing her shoulders as she tilted her head back, letting her bountiful tits take all the asian weight and pressure as her heavy cunt weights clanged between her legs. “OH, FUCK ....NOW LOOK AT MY TITS,” she cried obnoxiously with her mouth wide open, looking out into the audience for approval of her dramatic self-mutilation. The force alone was crushing her, every thrust like the strike of a battering ram, and the speed left her no room to recuperate, but more than that, it was the precision in which he attacked her. uniform The elegant demoness was absent, and James called out, "Mistress?" Molly’s smile returned softly. Lucy liked her look. With Trevor’s cords still in his hand, he began pumping my cock which was still sticking out of my pants as I lay on the bed. To her surprise—as she circled his lap with her hips—the outline of something pleasant began to grow more and japanese more pronounced. wrong. His hand squeezed my tit as he sucked. It isn't long before she is thrusting her pussy hard into his face as the next orgasm washes over her. I said angrily. In an excitement I pinned her to the bed and began thrusting inside her, Malini, my mother hugged me asian hardly and raising her ass up to meet my thrusts. Where ever he was trained, he’d learned the art of arousal. OH MY FUCKING GOD!! Her building orgasm was shameful and she bit her lip and furrowed her brow, eyes shut tightly pretending she was ignoring the pounding pain as he fucked her.