Natella got on all fours, bringing the ass closer to the blue-eyed pervert. She pressed her lips to her anus and began to kiss her right there, sucking the contents. Nat relaxed slightly to make it easier to drink the mucus from her gut. Malvina patted her thigh. Then Nata strained muscles and splashed a decent portion in her mouth. After a couple of minutes, Malvina let go of her hips and rinsed her mouth with water. A transparent oily film spread across the surface of the lake.

“Thank you ...” Sveta Malvina wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.

Nata turned over and sat on the platform. The stomach became smaller, and the stretched skin and insides were no longer so sick.

- If you want to try to run, go to the west, behind the Sun, along a path or just a forest, they told me there would be a country road. I do not know where it will lead. I myself have not seen ... -

- Why don't you want to try to run away? -

“Pf ...” the girl snorted in the water and shook her head sadly. Her hands rested on the platform, jerk and she sat on the old Natai spattered boards. Not believing her eyes, Nat reached out and touched. At the waist of Malvina, the light of the portal belt glowed and below it was attached a translucent, with metallic details inside, in general, even a beautiful, silicone, acting tail of a mermaid ... - These are the cases ... The barin ordered us, but not often . If we don’t receive refueling for a long time, it will be very painful. Especially since our butts and legs are somewhere, ours are standing there and fucking them there ... If you get into the jailor’s room as a supervisor, don’t beat your dolphin’s ass, I had the right tattoo ...

Natella pressed her hands to her lips.

- It's horrible. I saw when I was riding a monorail, where the girls were embedded right into the walls. But here ... And also these drowned women ... -

- And, brides, there are plenty of them everywhere ... This is a punishment for especially stupid. Bind, put on a mask and something such, such as under water or in concrete limbs roll up. And for a week, or a month ... To die for a long time all alone will fail. Even if the air is blocked. I was cutting my own veins, I thought everything, was exhausted. In the morning was like new, in the hoses on the frame, the monorail, everything from the beginning ... -

- What is it like? - Nat looked under the water at the martyrs resting at the bottom.

The mermaid shrugged. - And how do I know. Resurrection and again there. Also the term will be added. Okay. Thank you. I went. And then the tail dries and bends poorly. They will punish ... - Malvina slipped into the water. Yes, and one more thing ... - she pulled out of her hair and tied a blue ribbon to the base of the dildo. - I would put it back in your place. Removing the tape can be easier ... -

The blue-haired girl waved her hand and swam towards the right bank. Natella picked up a pyramid stained with mucus, turned around and hobbled to the beginning of the forest that was visible.

***

Fearfully carrying a dildo over a blue ribbon, the unfortunate waitress, following an overgrown path, approached a pine forest passage filled with last year’s leaves. A wide trail was seated at the edges with poplars. There were no traces of cars on the country road, leaves covered the passage with a brown carpet. In some places, grass was making its way. The humid air was saturated with the scent of hot summer wood. At the entrance to the forest, on the edge of a huge pine tree, the girl saw a small anthill. Above him, crucified on two parallel planks, hung another "gas mask bride." The body, burnt in the sun, was red, the stretched arms and legs, pulled by a cord to the slats, and divorced “like a splits”, looked like sausages pulled. Full breasts were crushed between two gnarled sticks.The waist is cruelly tied with a thin metal cable that stretches up from the back and disappears into the foliage. From the red from the bites of the vagina, opened by the gynecological tube, a thin thread stretched into the anthill and ants strolled along it in a black trickle. The girl swayed silently hanging her head, and only a rising chest showed that she was still alive. Nath, without approaching, walked around her in a big arc and plunged into the forest.

Sunlight made its way through the foliage, the birds chirped, and the surrounding nature did not at all correspond to what was happening with Nata and other girls in this strange place.

The next “bride” came across Nate in about twenty minutes driving along the forest avenue. Suddenly, a massive table and bench, decorated with carvings of fauns and satyrs who lush laughter of laughter into all the holes, appeared from behind a bush. Products of an unknown carver were supplemented with a composition from another stubborn loser. She was kneeling on a bench, her heels were pulled to the back of her head, and her hands behind her back turned out to be intricately twisted with her legs and tightly wrapped with barbed wire. The breasts were nailed to the table with crutches. Judging by the lack of blood and the size of the holes stretched in the chest, she stood here for a long time and managed to recover, so that the wounds became like holes in the ears, pierced with earrings. The gas mask on the head was additionally wrapped with silver tape, and the outlet of the hose was smeared with sewage, from which small black flies curled around, annoying no less than mosquitoes with their presence.

Nat carefully sat on the edge of the bench, give rest to tired legs. Sabo on a monstrous platform and heels, despite the fact that they were planted on glue, began to seriously rub. Natella had no idea how to get rid of them. On the move, she tried to pull them off, but nothing happened. Now she grabbed the heel and began to pull it from side to side, hoping that the glue is still weaker than her skin ...

The "bride" next moved, bowing her head, to see what was happening, with her eyes still unopened. Barked. Shook her head.

- What? - asked Nat, rising to better see a round glass with a tear-stained, puffy eye. - Remove the mask? -

The captive nodded, something mooing.

Nath fumbled on the gas mask, trying to find where the beginning of the scotch, then tried to pull off so that the girl howled terribly and painfully.

- Sorry, it seems nothing works ... Here I can not do anything, the pliers are needed to remove the wires ... Let me clean you ... -

Nata leaves, as she could, clean off the mask from the foul-smelling shit, and then apologized again, sat back and tried all the same to save themselves from rubbing shoes. Puffing, cursing, sobbing and cursing the stuffed belly and the pervert who arranged it, farting loudly several times and draining the precious, as it turned out, I swill, Nate managed to get rid of one shoe. A thin layer of transparent glue remained on the sole. Covered with bloody calluses on the heel and toes, the flattened and steamed foot seemed forever mutilated. Nat sobbed, throwing into the bushes a hated torture shoe. After some time, when the pain calmed down a bit, Nate suddenly realized and scooping up some mucus from the smeared bench, put it on the wound. It became a little easier, his leg seemed to grow dumb. While Nat was fighting with the second shoe, she did not notice how the pain in her leg subsided, and the wounds were covered with thin delicate skin.

“Well, at least something ...” she mumbled when the second shoe went to the bushes. Substituting the palm, she pulled herself up and squeezed out a generous portion of mucus from her ass, smeared mutilated feet.

After five minutes she tried to step. A layer of glue remained on its soles, but it was flexible enough not to interfere with walking. The forgotten feeling, when you walk barefoot along a forest path and nothing prevents you from rearranging your legs, she was delighted with tears. She turned to the bride pinned to the table.

- I go for help, if I manage to get out, I hope I will save everyone! You hold on! - she splashed the rest of the mucus on the girl's chest and without looking back at her lowing, went ... Read more →