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This clown girl looks like she’s going to pump that huge balloon…but why is it inflating in so weird manner? I even see some strange patterns appearing on it…and suddenly the balloon bursts and reveals the huge beachball hidden inside it. The clown girl pumps it to the max and then slowly deflates it teasing the observer.

First day on my own in my masters’ house. They are away till next week and I have so many things to do here. Laundry, cleaning, vacuuming, ironing… I need a little break, to sit down, relax and marvel on this lovely balloon decoration. These floating loons are so nice! Too bad I was told to get rid of them… Well I could do it fast but…why wouldn’t I try something different while no one sees? I could give a regard to these loons if I pop them it a more… intimate way. Like sitting and bouncing on them will burst! Mmm, I love this idea… Hope there is no candid cam in this place!

The less Leya sees the more she feels with her other senses. The black ribbon on her eyes will turn into surprise everything I’m going to do with her… and with these gorgeous crystal helium balloons tied to her arms and legs. Leya will be able to touch them with me, to feel how tight these balloons are, she will hear my hands rubbing the latex and long sharp hails scratching it. She will know what’s coming but she will have no clue about exact moment when the balloon will burst in my hands. And that’s what will bring her a perfect mix of fear and excitement!

These bitches somehow managed to get two impressive bunches of big helium filled balloons. And I have only one balloon that is filled with shitty air.
Well it’s time to give a lesson to this shameless couple that no one is allowed to own more balloons than me!

There’s no party without decorations. The best decoration is balloons. The best balloons are the ones with TTR print. The best TTR balloons are filled with helium with my own hands. So the big bunch of tight helium TTR balloons with big necks are the best ever!

The doors are too narrow for this bunch of heliums. I have to get rid of them.

I was sitting alone in the local bar when I caught your staring at me. You were a handsome but shy one trying to hide your eyes… so funny. Did you feel awkward to just come and talk? Well maybe I can make you feel even more weird. Someone left a bunch of balloons after a party… What would you say if I untie them and blow them until burst right now? With you, your friends and all the people in the bar watching? Let’s see what you will do…

You regain consciousness in the dark laying binded, duct-taped and cuffed to the bed. No chance to escape. The silent but terrifying sounds come from nowhere and become louder and louder scaring you. The dim lights catch the person with balloons approaching to you… A flash blinds you for a second and you see a clown girl. In spite of her sex appeal you see the sparkles of insanity in her eyes. She knows about your fear of balloons. She prepared a wicked torture for you. She will make balloons burst right in your face freaking you out.

I fill 4 printed Belbal 12'' and 14'' balloons with helium one by one, play with them, inhale helium, speak with funny voice and deflate the balloons.

Tight and necky balloons are shining in dim colored lights. They have huge necks, lovely prints and one fate — to taste the spikes on my high heels. Maybe the spikes would be just a teasing… but you imagined these heels as a perfect weapon against latex. Even the largest balloons don’t have a single chance against them, and I love watching the heel slowly diving in their latex surface one moment before the burst.

Such a beautiful mylar balloons should be in un our arms, not under ceiling! So me and Leya pulled them down to enjoy them more… intimately. So tight, so shiny and colorful! These balloons react to every touch with squeaking and rustling and that excites a lot! Even though both of us have a huge helium bunch now it feels like we just can’t have enough…

Helium makes balloons fly! And if it’s too much helium the balloons with fly other way — as the latex shreds all over the room! Don’t be mesmerized with my striped butt — you may miss the burst! And if you not you will be rewarded with two extra pops — it’s me blowing helium inflated balloons to pop!

Sharon looks surprised! Seems like she didn’t expect to see so many big mylar balloons in my room! Don’t worry sweetheart, we’re going to fix that. Take a paper knife and help me to get rid of some of these gorgeous loons!

Glowing lights on the Christmas tree reflect in numerous tight balloons around me. I will bring more light to this room with a bright sparklers. But they could be so deadly for the big bunch of helium balloons near me…

I see my little show made you blush. You try to hide your excitement but you know you’re bad at it. Moreover, the people in the bar look at me now instead of watching the band playing live on the stage. I guess the show must go on then ☺ There’re still enough balloons around me. Toothpicks, fire, fingers, heels, sitpopping — this bar will owe me a free beer next time!

Are these tanks, helicopters and planes real menace or just a distracting maneuver? Let’s take a closer look!

The silent tranquility of taking a foamy bath at night is pleasant… but I still want to spice it up. A variety of helium filled balloons around me looks so suggestive and welcomes to apply my long red nails right to the tight and fragile latex. The incredible acoustics and the splashes of foam make every burst even more amazing!

Being excited with balloons means wanting more and more of them! And once you have them in your hands or even under your but you just can’t stop squeezing and bouncing on them… and yes, it always ends with the burst! And bursts make me even more excited… and willing to pop again or watch Leya popping her balloons for me! Sorry our beautiful mylars, we are eager to burst every single balloon today!

I filled these balloons with helium to make them fly to the ceiling. And now I will bring them down to the floor and put my heels on them… oh these loons will never fly again.

Katya has a big lovely bunch of helium balloons. And I have the sharp long nails and I’m eager to apply them on her balloons… no matter how hard she will resist ☺ I know she will like it in the end!

What is the reason to fight? Why we all not just blow a lot of big colorful balloons and have some kinky fun with them like I do? Every time balloon pops it brings me pure joy and pleasure, I feel overwhelmed with love and going to share it with the entire world!

Even though these tanks, helicopters and planes look peaceful the rules of war push me to destroy them right now.

I have two big bunches of helium filled mylar balloons. One is with Kim Possible print — it is going to be spared, even though I will tease you with popping them. And the second bunch is Ladybugs balloons — all of them are going to be popped slowly and seductively with small scissors.

When the sun goes down the wild cat wakes up. Natural predator, perfect hunter. No victim could escape her so she can play with them the way she wants. And regardless to the size and stubbornness everything that became her toy has no choice but accepting its fate because she knows so many ways to defeat any enemy.

Four cute balloon clusters decorated with the helium filled loons and my long red nails. This combination guarantees some mesmerizing popping performance!

Who will prevail — the tight latex surface of a helium filled balloon or a sharp piece of steel? Even though the result seems to be predetermined I promise you a lot of teasing and foretaste of every single burst.

These cute unicorn helium balloons are so tight that it’s scary even to touch them! But Mariette is known as a totally fearless popper — she grabs my loons one by one and merrily sitpops them all with no remorse! Her fun and courage inspires me to take part too.

It’s hard to keep the discipline when you learn your students to follow their impulses. Sometimes it leads to unpredictable failures. Like this time when I prepared a bunch of helium balloon for nailpopping exam and asked Selenite and Celestine to watch for it for a while. And guess what! They started popping these balloons! I was mad at them and tried to stop it. They did it in so amateurish way… but I must admit that there was a true passion in their behavior. So I gave up and let them finish popping these balloons with the only condition — they would help me to inflate a new bunch tomorrow.

There is no need to rush when it comes to popping a big bunch of lovely colorful mylar balloons. They have no chance against my super high spiky heels on my feet or against the sharp blade in my mouth so it won’t be hard to turn these loons to shreds. The only point is pleasure and teasing, pleasure and teasing again.

I’m perfectly prepared for the final session. I have stiletto heels for those big hearts on the floor and long sharp nails for the helium bunches around me. Sexy and deadly! Only Room balloon will survive.

Every time I sit on a big balloon I feel the tension of the tight latex under me that increases with every hump. The bouncing neck becomes bigger and bigger and it is so stretched and clear that I can see through it even when it was opaque when we started. The excitement overwhelms me…would this loon take one more jump or would it burst right now? And one more? Maybe it will tear in the neck and flatten fast… or maybe it will be too stubborn and I will have to rip it with my fingers? And suddenly it explodes under me spilling the tiny shreds of latex all over the room!.. I feel my heart is racing, pumping the blood full of endorphins… I need another one right now! Luckily I’m well prepared — seven SA36'', seven Q24'', one RCR and a bunch of 14'' and 16'' balloons filled with helium. So let’s take another one and see what happens next…

Here’s my training site to practice my balloon taming skills. A 50+ balloons column, a bunch of heliums and several big balloons will try to challenge me now. Haha, they all still have no chance!

The room is filled with purple balloons. The scent of latex is everywhere, I think I can even feel it with my skin. I’m going to taste every second of squeezing the heel into the tight latex, dipping my fingers in shiny black gloves into those poor but so irresistibly attractive balloons. To feel the moment of turning them to shreds under my pressure. I don’t want to make all those bursts fuse into one long loud noise — I will admire every balloon in our little fatal game again and again… until all of them are gone. The Room balloon will be the only survivor.

I feel nervous before the wedding ceremony and struggling to remember the lines of my wedding vow. I try to stay focused but all these balloons around me are so distracting… even when I don’t look at them my hands are still willing to grab the balloon and pull it closer to me. But my sharp nails are not okay with that and I suddenly burst one balloon with them! Surprisingly I brings me a desired relief… my favorite thing helps me to escape the stress. So why won’t I do it again? There are three big bunches of helium balloons around me, my nails are sharp and I’m ready to go! So I’m going to spend next minutes with a kinky pleasure of popping balloons and this is the only thing I desire now!

I see that you got a bunch of helium filled mylar balloons… again. It’s so childish! Why do you love them so much? Seems like you’re attached to them… that’s weird. Don’t you mind me popping some of these balloons? Never mind, I will pop them anyway right in front of you!

I’m on my popping spree and still have a lot of balloons to play with! Two huge helium bunches made of 36'', 24'' and 14'' balloons are nothing against my willing to make them burst under me, my heels and my nails! The rest 12'' balloons on the floor will be heelpopped rapidly. The only survivor — GL1200 Room 7 — will be deflated and taken away to my collection as a reminder of this epic action.

I filled the entire room with numerous big black and red balloons with the only reason — to see my play toy Mariette who is afraid of popping trembling and shrieking every time I burst a balloon straight into her or force her to pop one. The mix of fragile an robust balloons enhances the uncertainty and makes every interaction with every loon absolutely unpredictable. And I know numerous ways how to make it even more exciting for me and for her. Nails, heels, squeezing, sitpopping — poor Mariette would definitely regret she came here… until she starts feeling that weird pleasure coming from the mixture of fear and excitement.
Part 2 — popping the rest of round balloons, helium filled balloons, zeppelins, shaped balloons