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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