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Wrong Place - Wrong Time
(Anna Mann)

And now to step up the degradation he added with a grin as she tried to edge away from him as he approached. It had been a conscious decision he'd made in the two days away, degradation was the turn on for him, maybe if her body had been better he would have made it easier for her... more fucking and less pain. But she is what she is he had chuckled as he decided that he definitely wouldn't be fucking her again.

Do I free her hands or not? This was something he'd never done before so the question of hands free or cuffed make him pause. Cuffed he decided, she probably wouldn't have the strength to put up much of a struggle but she still might make what he was attempting more difficult if she had the use of her arms.

Gary dropped the now familiar holdall to the ground, and kneeling at her side produced an item that looked similar to a large suction cup from a milking machine, except what he held was made from transparent plastic and had a manual pump.

Amber shrunk away as he moved the plastic tube close, Gary raised a threatening hand and saw her nod, an act of understanding and submission.

The bitch is almost completely broken he chuckled inside, but it won't have been the pain that did it, more likely the rumbling in her fat belly.

Steadying his hand he rolled a broad rubber band up to the lip of the transparent pipe, then pressed the open end against Amber's breast. Holding the tube in place he pumped rapidly and then heard her gasp as a vacuum built inside and drew her saggy tit deep, elongating and stretching. A final quick pump and he saw her already huge nipple swell even further, a sight that fed more blood to his erection. They were the reason that he had pushed aside his principles and selected a girl who would never fit his particular mould.

But they are so awesome it is all worth it he thought as he rolled the tight rubber band over the lip of the tube to see it snap tight around her stretched tit.

With a hiss he released the vacuum and pulled the tube away, suddenly her breast was full and pert, her nipple standing out dark and swollen. Reaching forward he gave the taut flesh a squeeze. Just like a ripe orange he thought as he set about binding the other. Just minutes later Amber stared down at breasts that in her entire life had never been so firm or full, like a pair of dark brown balloons they appeared to be resting upon her chest. A tingling began to develop inside them, a tingle that began to steadily mount until it became a throbbing.

That is fucking hot he groaned, then pulled a camera from his jacket pocket to record the moment. This was another lapse, he knew that, photographs were incriminating, but he just couldn't resist taking a lasting souvenir to enjoy in the years to come.

Now let the real fun begin he thought, then pulled a roll of thin yet very strong plaited cord from the holdall, with this he carefully, and tightly bound her swollen tits in a figure eight, each loop overlapping the last and pulling it tight. Her tits bulged more, and for a moment he paused while he decided if they really were looking darker. He'd seen white women with tied tits, and theirs always turned purple... would it be the same with a black girl?

I believe they are, just a little bit he decided as he threw the end of the cord over a beam well above head height. But I bet they'll be even blacker in a few minutes time!