Filthy whore Alisha King thumps her warm snatch with her favorite toy

She wasn’t sure how far she’d go. Her mind was spinning and full of lust as she took in a deep breath, poised herself and then stepped gracefully one foot in front of the other in her teetering high heels … savoring the moment as she made grand entrance. "AND NOW, FOR YOUR EROTIC PLEASURE, I PRESENT MISS KINKY PINKIE, OUR SEXY PUNK PRINCESS OF PAIN AND PUNISHMENT" announced the MC as the nineten year tenage temptress swaggered into the crowded smoke-filled room with her blue hair boots spiked high, and her sparkling make-up. "THIS BUXOM BEAUTY ORIGINALLY HAILS FROM INDIANA. masturbation BUT TONIGHT, AS A TATTOO MANIA EXCLUSIVE, OUR EXOTIC NUDE, LEWD AND TATTOOED CUTIE IS GOING TO PUT ON AN EROTIC DANCE SHOW — FOR YOUR PERVERTED PLEASURE!" he swooned into the microphone. But no doubt about it, Pinkie loved being a sex goddess. The center of every man’s attention as she sauntered down the isle, pausing to turn her slender ankles and shake her cute tattooed ass for the men’s hungry eyes and flashing cameras under the bright spot lights. She felt so sexy, wearing only spiked wrist and Big Tits ankle cuffs, pussy garters, and a black leather-studded slave collar. If some of her Indiana high school friends and teachers could only see her now, she thought to herself, they would never believe it was the same Cindy Strobe. She had become a bondage bimbo on steroids! She loved to play Pinkie, where she could live out her deepest, darkest, most erotic and perverted fantasies. But now Pinkie was becoming a totally dominated sex slave. Dominated by her cruel master and his band of bad boys and she knew there was no turning back now. "YOU BOYS WANNA CRACK THE WHIP?" she teased as she shook her soft tits. The large leather-studded collars Tallesman had strapped around the base of each boob were tight, but made her feel so alive as she shimmied her shoulders jingling her nipple rings in their eager faces. And with the added saline injections, her tits were a lot bigger and heavier than ever before — in contrast to her slender torso, which was leaner than she had been in years. "HOW ABOUT SOME AUDIENCE PARTICIPATION?" she teased, knowing full well what this audience was looking for as she flaunted her sexy body. Carrying her own leather studded paddle, she felt totally wicked, like some kind of sadist, only she was her own slave in this show of perverted self-inflicted masochism. "OOH, YEA, HURT ME BABY!" Pinkie stopped, posed and then "WHAP! WHAP! WHAP!!" spanked her tattooed ass with the paddle, using her free hand to pull apart her firm ass cheeks. Then she "WHAP!WHAP!" again, only this time slammed the under side of her tits as she thrust out her bound, bruised and bloated breasts. "PUNISH YOURSELF SLAVE! " commanded Tallesman. "HARDER SLAVE!" he ordered as Pinkie began to trot in place as she "WHAP" slapped the undersides of her soft swinging bouncing titties Dildos with the studded paddle. "HERE, HAVE AT ‘EM?" she offered as she handed the paddle to a man in the front row. As Pinkie began running in place with her tits thrusted out, she winced as the paddle slapped and slammed deep into her soft mams. "OH YEA, THAT’S IT, HURT MY TITS!!" she begged as she increased the tempo, her tits began swinging in large oscillating circles as he delivered a series of brutal blows to the sides of her tender boobs. "GO Ahead, PUNISH THE SLAVE!!" shouted Tallesman as Pinkie ran faster and faster with her hands clutched behind her back and her tits flappin’ freely off her chest as the leather paddle battered her big melons back and forth. "OKAY SLAVE, TROT LIKE A PONY," he ordered. The dream was real?! Her flesh milked my cock as I trembled, buried to the hilt into her pussy. “Did you feel boots masturbation anything? When we arrived at Monica's apartment, the girls were still talking about the various sex scenes that had turned them on, and I still had a raging erection. Most of the men took her upstairs but some had her outside on the Big Tits lawn. Besides, my heart now belonged to another. Looking up I could see that one of the links had been secured to the beam by three thick heavy-duty staples. Slowly, the viscous batter oozed off and dripped into her mouth. She was pointing to her breasts, which were, in turn, Dildos pointing up at me. They were beautiful, large enough to bounce with every movement she made, with quarter-sized areolas and bright pink nipples. Justin Sampson I could see a genuine sadness behind his eyes, as he escorted me towards the door, and, somehow, it put my mind at ease, despite the frantic texts from Donovan.