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I didn’t know what to do. Should I stop this violence
to her tits and pull her out of those holes? Or should
I push against her back, pressing her tits even further
into those holes, preventing her from escaping the pain
she seemed to be enjoying so deeply?
But then something must have really happened to her
because Samantha jumped back, taking her tits out of the
holes, retreating to the safety of our booth. She
looked down at her tits and then looked at me. Slowly,
she turned to face me, showing me her tits. In addition
to being all swollen and red, they were covered in
saliva. There were teeth marks on them. Apparently the
anonymous hands had been joined by an anonymous mouth.
And then the hands were back at the holes, snapping
their fingers, impatient for Samantha’s hurt tits.
Instantly, again without hesitation, Samantha went flush up
against the cum stained wood wall with her naked body
and stuck her battered and bitten tits through the
holes. She wanted more, and she wanted it all.
The anonymous hands and mouth seemed to deliver as Samantha
quivered with pain. She moaned and gasped as the
torture continued. Tears started streaming down her
face as her tits took everything the anonymous hands
and mouth could give her.
Then, suddenly, all was quiet again. Was it over? Or
was something new about to begin?
Samantha, with the side of her face pressed against the
wall, looked at me with new terror. Something different
was happening, something incredibly painful, something
to her left tit, something exquisitely painful.
Then, quiet again.
But then Samantha moaned deeply and twisted her body so
that even more of her right tit was at the mercy of the
mystery in the next booth. Again the look on her face
was of torture, exquisite tit torture. What was he
doing to her tits?
Then, suddenly, she was humping the wall. Or, more
specifically, she was humping the big hole in the wall.
Looking down, I saw one of the anonymous hands
fingering Samantha, finger fucking her cunt violently. This
wasn’t a finger teasing her cunt, it was three fingers
punching into her cunt, rapidly and violently, with no
interest in how she liked it. The hand fucked her cunt
unmercifully.
Samantha’s reaction was to push her cunt towards the hole
and accept the violent finger fuck. As she did, she
leaned back and her tits came out of the upper holes. I
saw the fruits of the anonymous hands’ labor: through
each of Samantha’s tits was a safety pin, a safety pin
fastened.
Shit. He had pushed pins through her tits and then
fastened them. Exquisite pain, exquisite tit torture.
And now he was finishing her off, finger fucking her
cunt violently.
As Samantha started to cum, she began to collapse. I caught
her and held her up as she shook with her orgasm. She
came and she came and she came. As she came, I couldn’t
resist feeling her tits, pulling lightly on the pins
through her tits, teasing her tits with the pins stuck
right through them. And when her orgasm was over, she
collapsed to her knees on the cum stained floor, her
pinned tits heaving in the dim light.
And then it came through the giant hole. The anonymous
cock. It was big and it was beautiful. And it was
dripping pre-cum into our booth.
Then also through the giant hole came the anonymous
hands. They came into our booth and grabbed Samantha’s
hair, pulling her face towards the anonymous cock. The
hands strong grip on Samantha’s hair held her head in place
as the cock was thrust into her mouth. They held her
head steady, in front of the giant hole, as the cock
started to violently fuck her face.
Samantha just leaned forward towards the hole and took the
face fuck. As the cock pumped into her mouth over and
over again, the hands pulled her head more towards the
hole, eventually into it. Then her head disappeared
through the hole, getting face fucked violently in the
next booth from a guy that had just stuck pins through
her tits.
The scene was so overwhelming, I couldn’t resist. I
took my cock out and started to masturbate. I wanted to
cum all over Samantha’s naked shoulders, back and ass as
her head stuck through the hole, her face getting
fucked by an anonymous cock.
But as I stroked my cock, I heard the anonymous cock
start to cum. Samantha’s head stayed through the hole as I
heard the moans and groans of orgasm. Suddenly Samantha’s
head was thrust back through the hole, released from
the face fuck. She looked unbelievably sexy with hair
messed up, cum dripping out of her mouth and her
battered tits with pins sticking through them.
She turned to look at me and saw me pumping away at my
cock, getting close to cumming. Immediately she stood
up and kissed me, kissed me deeply with all the
anonymous cum in and around her mouth. She hadn’t
swallowed it all, and so her mouth was full of cum for
me to taste, for me to swallow. As we kissed, cum
swapping, I felt a hand join mine on my cock. Samantha and
I looked down and saw the anonymous hands pushing my
hand away, grabbing my hard cock and pulling it towards
the hole.
Samantha immediately pulled my pants and shorts down to my
ankles and pushed my ass towards the hole, pushed my
cock through the hole. Then those anonymous hands
reached around my ass, pulling my cock completely
through the hole into the darkness of the next booth.
Fearful, I didn’t know what to expect. But then I felt
my cock engulfed by what felt like the most wonderful
of all mouths in the world. I felt the most exquisite
sucking of my entire life. As my hips naturally
responded by fucking into the anonymous mouth, the
anonymous hands pulled my ass cheeks apart and started
playing with my asshole.
The combination of the fingers on and in my asshole
with the best blow job of my life was making me cum,
cum big time. Samantha gave me another cum-flavored kiss
and then she leaned against the wall where I could see
her play with the pins in her tits. That’s when I
exploded, exploded with the biggest orgasm of my life.
When it was over, I was too weak to move. As I leaned
against the wall, Samantha just stood next to me with a
smile, playing with the pins through her tits. Then she
took her dress off the door hook and put it on. The
thin material didn’t hide the pins stuck through her
tits. I pulled up my pants and zipped them up.
Samantha opened the door and we headed out of the booth
into the narrow hall. Many men were in the hall,
waiting, waiting to see the woman who had gone into the
booth with the giant hole. As Samantha brushed past them,
her pinned tits were proudly on display.
We left the store and got back into the car. As I
started to drive home, Samantha rolled down her window for
some fresh air. Then she undid the three buttons on her
dress and looked down at the pins in her tits.
Eventually her fingers started playing with the pins,
pulling on them, twisting them. As I drove, watching
her play with her pinned tits, I wondered what she
would let me do them.
Perhaps I could pull and twist those pins. Maybe even,
just maybe, I could unsnap them, pull them out and then
stick them back into her tits, stick them back in again
and again and again...
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