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Ropes, blinds and gag — my mute and Immobilized slave lays on the Doll balloon with a bunch of 25'' balloons tied to her. I can feel her heart racing ever time the balloon starts making squeaky sounds in my hands… and her body trembles under me when the balloon busts. Her muffled moaning means that she want more…

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

We are in bed but still willing to spice up the boring evening. I know that Mariette is eager for tight latex and intimate contact with it… so I have a special custom-made zeppelin balloon for her. We will blow it under her shirt, watching it growing and becoming so swollen and tight… until it burst!

I see you in the club, take you hand and grab to the private room with glowing ultraviolet lights and balloons. I’m going to make you feel tight latex bursting between you and me.

Football vs. archery? My small blunt arrow versus this curvy tight inflatable football chair. Those loud piercing and hissing sounds imply that I’m gonna win soom. I would even patch the holes with stickers to extend the pleasure and be able to make even more holes in my toy until it’s totally flat.

All my favorite toys are with me! Mariette as a partner, Boobie as a lounge and South America 36'' balloon as a victim! I’m ready to play and blow this balloon huge till it pops!

I knew that those distant sounds were more like working pump and not like a regular kitchen noise but she didn’t let me out of the room until she finished and invited me for a dinner. She said we would have a duck… well yes, we really had it. Huge, more than 2 meters long, tightly inflated duck float. Damn, she even drew the icons of garnishes on it! And when she pierced one with the fork I finally realized that her today appetite is certainly not about poultry…

No balloon will last forever. The best ones deserve the most glorious end — being filled with air from my lungs showing their tight curves over my ones… growing to the max… and bursting right on my hot lips. This is what is going to happen with my amazing crystal magenta RCR.

Nothing matters when I lay on a big soft zeppelin balloon in a lacy bodystocking. Only me, touch of latex and nylon and nothing more. And when my girls unclip my balloon it just makes me immerse dipper into the blimp…

We’ve already carried out several big test related to this balloon fetish study and my colleagues are doing really good. But there are still some topics that may be difficult for them. So I’m going to do a master class related to dealing with curved balloons. I’m going to tell them how to interact with curvy shapes, how to acquire the balloon neck and play with it and how to get an ultimate pleasure from slow and seductive ripping of latex. Both Ava and Mariette will have two balloons to practice — once with my assistance and once by themselves.

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!

It was the fifth visit to my therapist. My progress was pretty decent; my balloon fear was already quite manageable. She saw it too and decided to do a next step — to make me stay near a big balloon. I thought it would be quite enough for one visit but the therapist went further — she started to squeeze the balloon and ever sit on it in her attempt to prove that not all balloons pop.

Her intentions were good but after getting over my phobic reactions I felt something different… something that made me feel embarrassed. This «something» made me abandon all my manners and peep what was going to happen with balloons when my visit is over… oh my god, she kept on riding those huge loons! She did it so sensual that I was unable to stop staring… but she noticed me and got mad. Oh god I think my next visit will be canceled.

The word of a bride is a law on a hen party! My girls are happy to indulge me and they know what I want right now. My desire is to pop balloons around me and I have a pair of sharp heels for that! Come on girls, bring me the balloons, put them under my heels and don’t let them escape!

Huge crystal yellow Frankenloon with two valves. So big, so attractive, so intriguing… and so doomed! Me and Ava are going to find out how much air do we need to blow into it to make this loon burst! And Leya will do a countdown for us blowing to pop clear 17'' balloons with numbers on them.

Come on Rita, we have a job to do! These huge balloons need our naughty attention and I’m not going to make them wait! Open the clips and ride them while the air is coming out! And yes, don’t forget about that giant 72'' Oversized Room balloon too, I want to feel it all over my body!

I’ve never dared to blow a balloon to pop before. But this idea teases me and I can’t stop thinking about it. Now when we get along well with Anaxo I want to try blowing a 24'' Belbal… I need her support.

Of course she’s much better at it than me. She is mocking me while blowing her balloon with ease without rush, just to show me how to do it. But anyway her balloon bursts first… it makes her excited and frightens me.

Anyway I have a strong intention to finish my red balloon too! And I will!