As Pinkie surveyed the crowd of spectators to her kinky mutilation, she noticed a particularly proud and nearly naked muscular black man wearing thigh high laced boots with his donkey dick shaved clean and a dozen rings and studs piercing his impressive manhood.
The black stud was getting a hard-on watching Pinkie having her titties nailed to the table and obviously enjoyed exposing many cock rings to her as he danced about,
recklessly shaking his dick in her face. “OH MY GOD, ARE YOU GOING TO ENTERTAIN ME BIG STUD?” she smiled as the black man with the heavily pierced cock climbed up on the small table, kneeling before her with his huge black cock dangling in her face.
“ALL RIGHT, PUT ON A SHOW!” she laughed as he threw his huge dong from side to side, rings and jingling as the long log leaped and lopped about right in front of her face.
“GO ON MAN, GIVE IT TO HER!!” cheered Zin as the black man shook his dick in her face. “SHE LOVES TO SUCK COCK!”
With her tits still nailed to the table, Pinkie reached out and gripped the huge dick with her small hands and pulled it into her mouth. “OH YA, WHAT A BEAUTIFUL PIERCED COCK”, she beamed as sucked and slurped the studded dick, licking his balls and tonguing his asshole as she stroked the stiffening tool.
“OH FUCK YES!!! GIMME SOME SPUNK, MISTER!” she ordered as she frantically jerked and pulled the black pierced and studded log into her open mouth. “OH YEA, CUM BABY! GIVE IT TO ME”, she squealed as she opened her mouth wide to accept his hefty load of hot salty jizz as he blasted off into her pretty face.
“THAT’S IT, JIZZ ON MY POOR TATTOOED TITTIES!!” she jested as she looked down at her big lazy, languid melons. Her breasts still brutally nailed to the top of the table top, Pinkie smiled at her own self-mutilation as she drooled and spit the jizz from her mouth onto her hammered tits. “WHO’S NEXT?” she laughed.
“I LOVE THESE COCK RINGS”, she smiled, looking to Tallesman and Zin for approval. “I SHOULD GET MY TITS PIERCED ALL OVER LIKE THIS!” she teased and laughed as she jerked faster, opening her mouth wider as she dueled his pierced cock with her pierced tongue.
“OH YEA, WEíRE GONNA PIERCE THOSE BIG BABIES!” exclaimed Zin. WE’RE GONNA PIERCE YOUR BIG TITTIES WITH DOZENS OF RINGS AND THEN WE CAN SWING YOU FROM THOSE COW-SIZED UDDERS AT THE BONDAGE CLUB IN SAN FRANCISCO!” he threatened. “YOU SURE YOU’RE READY FOR THIS KIND OF KINK, BABY?”
“OH YEA, HANG ME BY MY TITS!!” Pinkie blurted out, obviously still high on the crack cocaine, as she sucked and slobbered all over the huge black cock, “YOU CAN STRETCH, PUNTURE AND MUTILATE THESE MOTHER FUCKINí BOOBIES!! I CAN TAKE ANYTHING!!” she bragged as she arched way back in the chair to prove just how far she could stretch her breasts now. “COME ON NOW, HANG ME BY MY FUCKIN’ TITS!!” Pinkie demanded.
“WE’RE GETTING TO THAT. WEíRE LOOKING FOR A PLACE WITH RAFTERS WHERE WE CAN STAGE A LARGER CROWD”, explained Gizzard. “YOU DO WANT AN AUDIENCE DONíT YOU?”
“OF COURSE! WHY NOT RIGHT ON THE MAIN STAGE!!” Pinkie responded eagerly. “HOW ABOUT DURING THE TATTOO COMPETITION??” she asked.
“I DON’T THINK SO, BUT I’ll CHECK TO SEE WHAT WE CAN DO HERE”, said Zin. “WE MAY NEED TO MAKE IT A PRIVATE SHOW IF WE’RE MIXING SEX AND EXTREME BONDAGE.”
“WHATEVER. MAYBE THEREíS SOMEPLACE IN THE WAREHOUSE OR STORAGE AREA WHERE WE CAN STAGE IT”. Pinkie responded. “I’M SO HOT AND HORNEY NOW, I COULD FUCK A JACKHAMMER!” she Exclaimed. “MY TITS ARE ON FIRE. MY CUNT IS ON FIRE. IíM BURNING UP GUYS. GET ME SOME ROPES AND PULLYS. I’M READY TO GO FOR IT. I’M READY TO HANG. BABY-HANG ME FROM THE RAFTERS TONIGHT!!” she hissed as she pulled back again to stretch her poor battered and bruised tatters.
“THERE’S A STAGE LIGHTING AND SUPPLY ROOM AROUND BACK THAT WE CAN USE”, Gizzard confirmed. “LETS LOSE THE TITTIE NAILS AND TAKE HER BACK THERE. BE SURE TO BRING THE VIDEO. THIS IS GONNA BE GRUESOME!!” he grinned.
“I WANNA FRESHEN UP IF THIS IS GONNA BE FILMED”, demanded Pinkie. “AND I NEED SOMETHING KINKY TO WEAR!” she batted her eyelashes. “WE’LL FIND YOU SOMETHING, AND MEET UP WITH THEM IN ABOUT AN HOUR”. Tallesman took charge.
“SHE NEEDS A BREAK BEFORE WE ATTEMPT THIS KIND OF SHOW”, Tallesman told Zin and Gizzard. WE’LL NEED TO CHARGE A SMALL ADMISSION AND GET RELEASES FROM EACH ENTRANT BEFORE THEY ARE ADMITTED. I HAVE A VIDEO CAMERA WE CAN USE. YOU GUYS SET UP THE LYNCHING ROPES AND PULLYS”, he ordered.
“OH JESUS CHRIST! FUCK! TAKE IT EASY!” Pinkie winced and whimpered, gritting her teeth as Tallesman removed the first nail with pliers. “OUCH!!” she yelled as he yanked out another one.
“DOES THAT HURT?” Tallesman asked, looking down at Pinkie’s numerous black and blue skin punctures each trickling small amounts of blood from her battle-bruised breasts.
“NO SHIT, IT HURTS!” she looked up at him with light tears in her eyes. BUT IT’S STILL A FUCKIN’ RUSH!!” she blurted, knowing full well what he had in mind for her next.
“YOU ARE MY SLAVE NOW. YOU WILL SUFFER MANY MORE EXTREME PUNISHMENTS TO YOUR BREASTS AND BODY”, Tallesman confirmed as he removed more nails.
“YES MASTER”, she responded.
“WE NOW WILL ENLARGE THESE TITTIE BAGS OF YOURS AND PREPARE YOU FOR THE HANGING”, he completed the nail removal and then lifted her heavy tit by the nipple rings, stretching her poor boob and then let it ‘PLOP’ back down onto the table.
“YES MASTER.” Pinkie agreed obediently. Without ceremony, Tallesman clipped the chain leashes to Pinkies nipple rings and cunt ring and proceeded to pull his blond slave through the crowd.
Pinkie loved being paraded in public as she shuffled along behind Tallesman in her high heels. The Tattoo Mania Convention was going stronger than ever and people were staring and she knew people were gawking at the punk vixen being pulled as a sex slave.
“I’LL BE BACK”, Tallesman confirmed as he led Pinkie into the ladies room to fix her make up. Totally nude save for her heels and dog collar, Pinkie borrowed some make up so she could freshen rouge, eyeliner, mascara, and lipstick.
Many of the other women were half naked, showing off their tattoos and piercings. No one even cared when Tallesman entered the lounge with a bag full of goodies.
“EXCUSE ME LADIES, MY SLAVE MUST BE PREPARED FOR AN EXHIBITION”. He explained.
“WHAT’D YA BRING ME?” Pinkie asked eagerly as she peeked into the bag. “SALINE SYRINGES?” she questioned. “HOW MUCH THIS TIME?”
“1,000 ML IN EACH BOOB”, he responded.
“I’LL BE A DOUBLE H OR EVEN BIGGER!!”, she raised her eyebrows.
“BIGGER I THINK. AND I’VE GOT THESE AS WELL”, as he held up what looked to be a dozen black leather studded collars in various sizes.
“AS IF I’M NOT BIG ENOUGH ALREADY”, she responded as she looked at herself in the mirror, admiring the way her slender body and her huge hanging GGs that now hung almost to her pierced navel.
Even Tallesman was stunned at how beautiful she remained as he knelt down on the floor to attach ankle cuffs to Pinkie’s tattooed ankles. She had several scratches and bruises on her legs, but they were still long shapely gams accentuated by her sexy platform heels and painted toenails.