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“That’s no way to treat our esteemed guest. Bill is a regular and an extremely valued customer!” I looked up at Eddie from the floor “he was molesting me.” “He was just showing his appreciation and stating what we are all thinking about and that is how much we’d like to stuff your slutty little burglar bondage pussy. Bill, to make it up to you maybe you can help me teach Tina a lesson about how we greet guests at the Stuffed Pussy.” With that Eddie dragged me to my feed and over to a carpet covered ceiling column just off to the side of the entrance to the club. “Wha... where are you taking me?” I asked, worried they were going to drag me outside in my underwear and molest me. But they stopped at the column and Eddie turned to Bill and said “think that hook will hold her”. Bill looked at me evilly and said, “not sure what you have in mind but I would sure love to find out.” Eddie said, “hoist her so her ass is level with the hook and you’ll see.” The hook in question was an old 2 pronged coat hook with about 5 inches between prongs and about 6 feet off the ground sticking out of the 2 foot diameter ceiling column. Needing no further encouragement, Bill grabbed my arms, pinning them to my sides, and easily lifted my 110 lb frame up half bent over his shoulder until I felt the hook pressing into my bottom. Then I felt Eddie’s hand pull my panties up giving me a hard wedgy and slipping the bunched up waste band above each of my butt cheeks over one of the prongs on the hook. “Ok Bill, you can let her down” Bill backed away and suddenly I was hanging by my panties. I felt the crotch pull painfully tight into my pussy as my bikini bottoms became a thong. I quickly lost my balance with my feet 3 feet off the ground and my head slumped forward. "Ayaheee heeeelp!" I yelled in pain, surprise, and panic as I fell forward. Luckily Bill caught my head and shoulders before they slammed into the pole, holding me up with a solid hand between my breasts. “Hah! Eddie laughed, “see you owe Bill now, he just saved you quite a headache” “Hold on Bill, I can fix that. Hand me her shirt “What no” I shrieked as I flailed my legs wildly trying to get free. “I’m not wearing a bra.” “Perfect” Bill cheered as he easily pulled my top off over my head and handed it to Eddie. There was suddenly a loud chorus of cheers and whistles and I realized that the whole bar had surrounded the column to get a better view of my humiliating situation. “Nice tits!” “Shake them” “Kind of large for a strip pole ain’t it?” My C-sized breasts were now exposed and Eddie pulled my arms back around the column and then used my shirt to tie them in place. I was on humiliating display and hung there Girl in Bondage mortified in front of the cat-calling customers. My shoulders were pulled back by my restrained arms causing my breasts to stand out proudly. My panties were pulled so far into my pussy that I was sure that everyone could see every detail my vagina and my ass was all but on display with my panties disappearing into my butt crack. “Please let me down, I didn’t mean it. I’ll apologize, I’ll do better.” I sobbed. I kicked my legs weakly trying to get my panties unhooked but impossibly they held. Then it seemed that the gathered crowd all remembered that they had cell phone cameras and the flashes and clicking started as the crowd jeered and recorded my misery. “Tina, your job is now official Stuffed Pussy greeter. For the rest of the night you have hostess duties and if you do a good job then you can go back to waitressing tomorrow night.” “Hah," Bill laughed, “she is definitely suited for the job! Look how stuffed her pussy is. Talk about a camel toe, I don’t know how those panties are holding up!” “Man that is one fine pussy! I would like to try a piece of that!” “Eddie!” I pleaded. “It hurts really bad. You can’t leave me here!” Eddie looked up at me and I despaired at the snide look on his face. fat bondage fetish “What hurts really bad Tina?” We simply want to conduct some experiments’’ “Yeah... you see 'em doin' that a lot. When she saw his innocent face she bowed her head in confirmation. “Mm, I’m fine,” Brie pushed out. He just keeps washing. "Hey hey, don't exaggerate now. Mala was pleased by it and as she saw him looking at her torn panties she said 'remove them; they are of no use now.' That crack dividing her heart-shaped ass. That sound made him double his efforts on her. He shook three times and went to burglar bondage the other side of the curtain. Picking himself up, Mike ran as fast as his sore legs and ass would let him, as he heard the woman yell words that he couldn’t understand at his back. “More!” "Come on, it's just between us" Liz pushed her son a little, she could tell by his Girl in Bondage fat bondage fetish reaction that he thought she was, and it calmed her down a little.


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Jason was in sobbing hysterics as he watched his beloved wife die struggling on the gallows. Suddenly her toes pointed and her feet crossed slightly, locking together one over the other as she stretched her legs to their limit, then releasing their tension, stretching, releasing, over and over again in that lovely, erotic motion she had always used to reach climax, sometimes without even touching herself. Jessica was in another dimension as she stretched her legs over and over. The tampons were Rubbing Her Beaver stimulating her by their rubbing friction. Her entire body stiffened as her feet came together in a stiff point. She could feel wave after wave course through her. For that brief moment, nothing mattered, she was transported and could only feel the massive burst of pleasure. She arched her body and twisted her head up. The crowd saw her wracked with spasms as her legs stretched, toes stiffly pointed. Jessica hung quietly with just a few spasmodic movements. As the wave passed from her, she pointed her toes again, and then her tortured body began to relax. Death was approaching to claim Jessica. Her movement was becoming a reflex spasm of dying nerves. The crowd heard Jessica moan as she forced air past her own crushed throat. The force of the orgasm pushed the remaining air from her lungs. Jessica bucked and writhed in a massive release as her pleasure center began to give her its final energy. Jason watched her shake like a leaf in the wind. Jessica’s body Eager Beaver gave a massive spasm and she writhed and squirmed on the rope again. Her dying nervous system was firing its last burst of energy. As the noose tightened slowly, inexorably, her windpipe inevitably closed off completely, throttling her to complete silence. The inevitable specter of death was also closing in on Jessica. Her eyes were closed to slits and her tongue came out between her lips. The crowd could see her diaphragm contracting as her stomach compressed her abdomen. Jessica’s body was using its last resources to get life giving air. Her knees jerked up gracelessly to the sides several times, hiking her tight skirt and exposing the soaked sanitary napkin. Her legs jigged dementedly, and then reached toward the ground, toes pointed longingly. Her stocking feet crossed over each other again and some spectators heard the whisper of her stockings as her feet crossed and uncrossed. Jason wrenched desperately at his captors. His sanity was at the breaking point, stretched to the limit by his horror over his wife's torture and his own unwelcome but uncontrollable lust. To his self-disgust, his erection had not subsided at all. As her dance turned obscene, he had gotten harder, painfully so, as he watched her beautiful dancer's body capering maniacally like a marionette, strings pulled by a sadistic demon. He heard a woman moan behind him. "If only she wouldn't kick so,” she mused as Jessica continued to writhe and thrash and jerk. An eternity passed. Death was winning the race with arousal. What remained of Jessica Collins no longer cared about arousal; the diminished awareness in her dying brain was seeking release from the struggle. She was nearly still now, her body twitching slightly, her stocking feet languidly straying about, weakly kicking, toes twitching slightly when Jason was suddenly released. Jessica looked dead; she was hanging there very still. Occasionally, her feet would twitch. Then she began to kick very weakly, her toes pointed then relaxed a few times. Jason stared up at the hanging body, feeling as if he was in a nightmare. Jessica’s face was terrible, a travesty of its former loveliness; congested, purple, eyes Old Horny Beavers slitted and staring hopelessly, swollen tongue beginning to protrude obscenely. His gorge rose at the sight of the noose, the thick rope almost completely embedded in the flesh of her slender throat, her head forced askew by the knot, which had worked its way under the corner of her jaw. Her cheeks were wet with tears; the poignancy made his breath catch. The position of the heavy rope and the very tight fit allowed for no blood flow to the brain so Jessica was no longer aware of her situation. Her brain was dying from a lack of circulation. At some level of awareness, the very little bit that remained of Jessica knew that her body was near death and that remaining piece of her soul was looking for that peace and darkness. She gasped loudly. Her pussy squirts copiously all over Dev. "All the better to help you rest, I say. They had been lightly observant of us together and totally were on board with us to marry. Now Sarah was a different story as she saw June walking with a little swing in her hips and a real glint in her eyes. “Ugh, fuck I’m going to cum!” I yelled and released what felt like gallons of cum into this mans mouth and throat. “The best fruit cocktail I’ve ever had, passion fruit juice and Laura juice.” Turning to Sheila I stated, "I think we need to get going if we are going to get anything done." It was harder then he could ever remember. It’s Pristine Valley,” Fontane Eager Beaver laughed. Trevor examined Coach's body with his hands as well Rubbing Her Beaver as his eyes. While I was still fucking her pussy, I wet my finger with the oil in her crack, and pushed my lubed finger into her tight, puckered asshole. “Do it!” I frantically jump, hop, and strain using my arms and legs to try to escape the saddle, desperately not wanting to cum in front of the entire bar. I gasped and bucked. After months of studies, interviews, blood tests and several Old Horny Beavers seductions by her of the very medical professional who were trying to determine what her condition was exactly, they provisionally threw up their hands and said that this seemed to be beyond anything that they could identify.

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