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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.

The colorful cluster of 16'' balloons with the marble 24'' on top is just as beautiful as it can be! Too bad I’ve already prepared my long sharp nails and I’m not going to stop till I pop all those loons!

I love snow but I love balloons way more ☺ That’s why my huge snowball is made of balloons! All these Christmas lights around me play on their tight surfaces and welcome me to dip my nails, teeth and heels right into them…

Even after my harsh lesson she still intends to finish cleaning my house. I told her to clean my balloons so they will be shiny but this clumsy bitch can’t even hold them tight. So if she can’t do her work she will become my play toy for today. I’m going to have fun making her bounce on my balloons until they are either deflated or popped.

Warning — these beachballs are not a lifesaving device! Even the 72'' one! Especially when I did so many holes with my sharp heels in them!

Reading requires silence. Balloons requires gentle handling. Mariette managed to break both rules at once and has to be punished right now!

It’s a game for the kinky girls — when music plays, you have a seat and blow a clear long necked balloon. But the music never stops neither do you. And if you run out of breath I will help you to make a huge burst!

Sharp and shiny steel pin can burst dozen balloons in a second… but it’s so tasteless. I wanna feel your heart racing every time I scratch the latex with my needle, every time I rise my hand to pierce the balloon… again and again!

One swimming ring can help you to float. Six big swimming rings can bring even more fun! I trapped Mariette in them but she doesn’t mind at all. I will let her out when all the tubes are mercilessly popped with the sharp wooden sticks.

Of course the big balloons in her bedroom are a ‘must have’ stuff. I tried to object but she just laughed at me. Now she intentionally keeps the huge balloon as close to me as it’s possible. Moreover, she can suddenly jump on it and start humping and squeezing that poor balloon to make me look terrified again… Thanks God it doesn’t end with the burst every time. And I have to admit that watching her body squeezed into a clear latex may distract from the fear of popping…

You love my feet. Honey I know that well. The way I dip my toes into the latex drives you crazy. And your excitement grows with every push when I nearly step on a floor right through this beautiful balloon… it just can’t handle this for that long. But when the poor loon bursts under my feet I take another one…

I can feel the fear of those beach balls as I approach them with an obvious intention to burst every one of them. This fear makes them soft and weak. But some big balls still decide to oppose me and try to resist my fury. Too bad for them.

An internal lab record. My assistant Ava has a smoke break and stumble upon trainee Mariette with a bunch of balloons prepared for the tests. Mariette is unaware that I don’t allow to bring the test objects to the smoking room. So Ava decide to destroy all the evidences and to give a Mariette a lesson an the same time…

I’m driven with irresistible longing for balloons. To feel the tight latex between my hips is what I desire right now and luckily I do have seven loons to feed my passion. Each one is going to be my willing fragile toy that is so attractive yet incapable to withstand all my… attention. Some of them will have a neck ripped off quite soon and other ones would bring me a lot of riding and squeezing joy before the burst!

I haven’t intended to reveal my fetish on a first Tinder date. Everything was going good, she was hot, a bit drunk and was already sitting on my bed. Honestly I haven’t expected the things to go that well so didn’t do a cleanup and left a huge bunch of my favorite balloons in my bedroom. Too bad.

Somehow she recognized the Balloons United logo and recalled a TV show about looners… she treated them as freaks for being attached to «rubber bags with air» and being afraid of popping. I could handle that but then she popped one of balloons with a pin and I failed to hide my inherent fear of popping. And she noticed that! She recognized a looner in me, called me a freak…and popped ALL my balloons before leaving me with a pile of latex shreds and devastating frustration.

Yes, I have a perfect dress for my wedding. But what if the party goes crazy and kinky? I need a backup dress and I have a perfect one for that! It is made of 72'' balloon and it is super tight… until it’s inflated on me! My girls are ready to help me with fitting and trying it!