Adventures of Pinkie 36: Inside The Hospital

Eight and a half weeks later inside room 369

       - BUT I AM DYING OF BOREDOM HERE! - Pinkie scrutinized the decision of Animal to leave her for care inside a private hospital. - I DID NOT HAVE ANY SERIOUS FUN FOR MONTHS! PLEASE, GET ME OUT!

     Once in San Francisco, the buxom punk mother was brought to the emergency unit in a private hospital. There she was examined and taken to a separate unit ran by doctors, related to the Outlaws. The crazy chick was treated for very high blood pressure, drug overdose and serious genital prolapse amongst other problems. Yet somehow Pinkie has averted any life threatening health issues like vital organ failure or long term limp damage. Safe for her poor tits, which were obviously very ruined. So much ruined in fact, that the medical experts could hardly believe these were the real tits of a teenage chick. 

    - We have never seen in our lifespan such broken bosoms, sitting so low on a slim young woman before. - the youngest of doctors expressed the common dismay of the team - I mean she is barely 20 years old!

    But it was not hard to understand why, after taking just one look at the patient. She was a drug addicted nymphomaniac, who evidently practices the darkest breast BDSM tendencies ever imagined. Everyone in the room could tell that her tits must have been stretched, beaten, pierced, twisted and generally abused to such an extreme extend, they have turned into the pair of floppy, tremendously elongated appendages which now swung loosely about near the leaking gaped vagina of the young punk. The heavily tattooed abused udders were of course still pulled downwards mercilessly by the 4 heavy iridium rings in their nipples and areola, making sure their ultimate defeat with the earth's gravity remained progressively worse thought the time. Totally defeated, the ravaged lengthy hangers of Pinkie looked straight to the floor, without any sign of muscle resistance whatsoever.

    The shocked doctors still needed to do their job thought so they went down to business. The initial scans showed that the tissue of Pinkie's floppy sacks has been demolished on so many levels, it would be impossible to describe within one day-shift. So the team focused their efforts on their main concern first. Numerous horrid blood clotted swellings have formed bellow the thoroughly damaged breast skin and pushed it to the breaking point. They also impeded the blood flow badly and were partially infected. These countless pulsating, extremely painful looking lumps densely littered the  tattooed giant jugs of the woman - base to tip and top to underside. The medical experts already wondered why the patient was not crying in agony...

    - Her deplorable bossoms look like two sacks full of chicken meat have been beaten down for days on a sap with a baseball bats and then nailed to the wall, a.k.a on the chest of that poor woman! - the same doctor tried to summarize the gravity of the situation for the pulverized floppies of Pinkie. Taking in consideration how hopelessly mangled all the blood vessels inside the brutalized bust of the stoned punk were, the special emergency unit decided the best course of action was to inject the grinning punk with tons of painkillers. Next they placed both enormous rainbow tit-jellies in a transparent box, away from any “potential outside harmful environment”. The leading team expert Dr. McGinley planned to wait for the youthful body of the girl to heal what it could, before performing any sort of operation if required.  

    Synthya seemed to have suffered a lot alongside her mom too. Dr. McGinlie warned Pinkie that since she had used so much drugs during pregnancy, it may have lead to the baby developing substance addictions as well. In addition, Synthya's head was dent a bit (likely from the horse cock her crazy nympho of a parent had been fucked by), yet the top graduate surgeon was positive it can heal within a few months by wearing a special hat, due to the exclusive ability of infants to recover bones. True to his medical oath, the doctor sternly forbade the depraved punk to take illegal opiates while under his supervision and recommended not to feed her daughter if she does any in the future. Almost all the milk ducts of Pinkie's ruined jugs were badly injured anyway, so it was predicted that even after several weeks of rest she could not extract milk without screaming from pain. 

    Since day one however, the vulgar BDSM sex bomb dastardly insisted to feed her little baby on her own. The extreme pain fetishist virulently protested against the better judgement of her carers by tightly garotting her sore udders till the enormous pulverized floppers started to die inside or a nurse managed to tie the hands of the self-harming punk. The overwhelming suffering, even such a relatively banal move from her recent past caused to the unnarcotized nerve system of Pinkie, was evident from  her genuine screams of agony. The shaking woman openly manifested them, yet she never gave up.

    In the end, after several restless shifts and a consultation with Animal, the doctors finally grasped fully the supreme masochistic tendencies that their sordid patient held. Especially towards her breasts and how deeply embedded in her psychology this trend was. 

    - The chick is a real sucker for stinging pain in her knockers, Doc. - Animal explained to Dr. McGinlie  - I reckon she must undergo at least some form of breast affliction per day to be somewhat happy. 

    - I see. Miss Strobe will need a very good psychiatrist then if you want to address such an extreme desire to self-harm. 

    - Do absolutely whatever you need to do Doc to have our star healed physically and do not worry about her masochistic trends. We like her as she is and I think she genuinely enjoys having her breasts destroyed. We can afford is 5-6 months if need be. 

    - I will see what I can do. Make sure to visit her regularly or else I feel like Miss Strobe might loose her sanity. 

    - Will do. Goodbye. 

    - Goodbye. 

    As a result of this conversation Pinkie was finally allowed to feed her baby.  She was initially supervised doing this as a morning and an evening routine via standard sucking machines. Later on they were replaced by specialized widgets, manufactured and billed by Dr. McGinlie. The “Piercing Holders” as he named them, were inserted where the teen's nipple and areola rings were, to maintain the wide diameter of the holes as requested by Zin.

   It was clear the cost for this lengthy intensive care was going to be expensive. But considering the colossal profit from all the extreme BDSM movies the Outlaws had made with Pinkie as the leading macher, the gang have anonymously decided that their selfless top earner deserved it. Yet Pinkie did not appreciate being forced to lie in bed all day and constantly complained to her masters each time they came in to visit her: 

    - I HATE SLOPPY SEEEECOOOOONDS. UHUH-UHUH.. - the buxom vixen continued her crying tirade eight weeks later during a visit with the Outlaws - MY BOOBIES HAVEN'T BEEN STINGING SINCE LIKE FOREEVAAA... 

    - Don't worry sweetheart they will, just have a little patience! - Animal tried to calm down his masochistic slave. - Zin is using his connections as we speak to secure a producer, who can advertise you to a sizable club full of truly sadistic perverts. If everything goes well, this should earn us a contract for some really extreme BDSM content and then we can stretch your titties till they reach down to you knees. 

    - THAT'S GREAT AND ALL, BUT I FEEL  SO BORED NOW!!! DON'T YOU WANT TO TIE UP MY BIG BOOBIES TILL THEY TURN RAISIN PURPLE? FOR AT LEAST AN HOUR, PRETTY PLEASE!

    - Miss Strobe, may I remind your breasts have been put through extreme trauma and need a really long time to recover. The doctor's orders are to stringently refrain from any kind of forced maltreatment and ESPECIALLY restriction of blood flow to your mammary glands! - The young nerdy assistant nearby quickly intervened with a stern warning as he did with almost each visit of the strange guests.

    The lad was handsome though, so the slut inside Cidny craved for his sperm deep down her throat. But the man seemed disinterested in the heavily tattooed, pincushion of a skanky single mom and behaved strictly professional. Under his watchful eyes the five gang members remained complacent until it was time to leave. Lots of shows and various events were constantly scheduled in San Francisco and as always the Outlaws were needed on the road. Each of them picked up both of Pinkie's splattered colorful knockers by their elongated pierced nipples and shook them in front of the punk as a goodbye. This was a rude custom established by Zin to make up for the lack of a more “sensual” approach at the moment. 

    Left alone once again, Pinkie pushed aside her pendulous jugs to drape across the blanket and fall freely off the bed, squirting saline and milk all over the floor in the process. Despite the aforementioned strict orders from the doctor, he had agreed to inject the breasts of the extreme masochist with saline to keep them somewhat attractive, mainly for her and his own sanity. Around two liters per tit were needed every day to make the poor mangled appendages of Pinkie look like droopy volleyballs in a couple of painted sacks instead of floppy clown stockings filled with beaten meat bits. 

    The young mother then scooped Sinthya The Pierced with her right flabby udder and started to playfully twist the big rings embedded through the infant's tiny nipples while leaving the small baby on the base of her left jug. The newborn instinctively found the rubber suckle next the leaking end of the offered pap and begun to suck on it. The lecherous mom sharply pulled the latex teat further out, which turned the machine on and forced the pooling milk to be sucked into the little mouth of her baby. 

    Being a part of the “Piercing Holders”, the light item weighted no more then 10 grams – a negligent percentage of the overall two kg and half mass of the gadget. Dr. McGinlie had crafted his apparatuses to look similar to a vaginal speculum, but with an added motor and a few hoses, which was the reason behind 99 percent of the weight. Yet to Pinkie the holders felt like carrying half a burden in comparison to the large iridium rings that had previously dragged down the massive floppy knockers of Sinthya's mom for so long. 

    The nymphomaniac masochist was happy to mentally underline though, that they did a great job so far at maintaining the expansive diameter of her big nipples' and areola holes. To reinforce the sense of humiliation without any physical damage, she was also allowed the option to leave her ducts within the openings to leak freely if she chose to do so, by opening the side caps . However for decency reasons this was limited to the premises of her room only. 

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    After 9 weeks in the hospital Pinkie finally have figured out her ways to comply with (coughm circumvent coughm) the conservative rules set by Dr. McGinlie to such an extend that it has earned her the ability to move around the building without supervision. Of course the horny cum-starved nympho started to use her new privilege for discovering secretive ways to gain much prized manhood protein for her slutty stomach. For that very reason the lusty whore maintained quiet a bit of her sex appeal. 

    Right now the buxom chick was strolling in her night gown across the hospital corridors. She was looking so out of place with her cocky fading pinkish mohawk, slowly taken over by natural blond hairlines. The tall punk was still looking very attractive though with a pretty young face, bright sparkling blue eyes and long slender legs showing off from under her knee low garment. 

    When Pinkie reached the guest canteen, situated next to the main hospital entrance, she queued in line for lunch like every noon. And it was at that moment when the sinful mantrap of a woman saw across the hall a male, who momentously drew her attention. The guy tried to blend in with the visitors, but something in his aura or physique made him stand out. The handsome lad was looking to be his mid 40s, sported trimmed beard, tall and visibly muscular build. But most importantly he had lots of tattoos on his neck easy to see over his open shirt. 

    - WOW, WHAT A CATCH! - The young slut mused and immediately knew she needed to approach him. Pinkie was bored to death meeting normal guys, but with this chad she was almost certain that if she gave him enough incentive, he can show her some unforgettable time. And who knows, looking at his tattoos the masochistic skank hoped to may be even get a decent torture for her abandoned tits! 

    The nymphomaniac masochist quickly rolled up her night gown up till it went just about the level of her pussy piercings, which at that point reached almost halfway down to her knees. Pinkie was sure if she moved around a bit, the loud jiggle would draw the attention of her target as it did with all the patients around and win his affection when he realizes where it came from. Next the lecherous woman unbuttoned her decollete to reveal a decent chunk of basic tattooed streaky tittie skin. Pinkie reckoned that would be a decent way to hint of the complete level of ruination of her pulverized hangers, dangling down to her stomach. Also it would suggest to him she was a wildcat, ready for any sort of crazy kinky shit.

    As final touch ups, the rutty vixen looked herself up in the window to fix her pinkish mohawk, cleared one or two small eye goops and put on some lip stick she stole from a bag nearby, before the kinky sex bomb turned around to head towards the tall manly visitor.

     - HEY SEXY, MIND IF YOU JOIN ME??! - Pinkie offered her company straight forward, while holding up a tray filled with left over food she has “borrowed” from a used table. The debauched hoochie sensed they both shared similar interests by just looking at the alpha male's look and posture, so she decided to skip the foreplay. 

    The stunned man in question gazed at the advancing bimbo with an open mouth. In front of him was the sexiest thing he has ever seen. The hot ass lass, crowned by a dastardly mohawk, looked so seductive dressed in a revealing tucked pink gown which exposed most of her long sexy legs. They were tattooed top to bottom and seemingly went up till like forever. 

    “O MY GOD, this lewd hoe spread her painted shanks apart...Wait what's that sound?!?....No that can't be...Do my eyes deceive me or does this stunning chick wears a bunch of heavy rings in her cunt lips?... hanging down half a foot!” - the baffled bloke tried to comprehend in his head the shocking revelation in front for him.  

    After a few seconds of observation, the hypnotized man was sure that the loud metallic jingle  in between Pinkie's slender tights was without a doubt from some dense huge ass cunt rings. And the smiling pervy chick felt absolutely no shame whatsoever from exposing this fact to him. 

    Furthermore as if that was not enough, the sultry woman shook her torso seductively, forcing the two large lumps that rested near her vagina to wobble like the most pendulous udders ever sitting on such a young lass. Looking up at her wide open decollete, the bloke confirmed the massive hangers were covered by plenty of tattoos too.

    So there was his gorgeous temptress, gifted by lively deep blue eyes and a big white toothed smile. To top it all off, she stood in the most feminine posture the elated guy has ever seen a woman able to muster, while dressed in a hospital night gown and holding a food tray! The gawking man was sure this hot stuff was made for sex and sin! 

    - HEHE, DID YOU SWALLOW YOUR TONGUE HANDSOME? - Pinkie decided to play off the silent leering of her target and tried to embolden him further by bumping the poor bloke in the shoulder with her elbow. 

    - ERR...right, now of course not! I-I-I mean not at all! My God, HI, name's J-Jake!  - The besotted man stammered.

    - DELIGHTED TO MEET YOU JAKE! LETS GO, I KNOW JUST THE PERFECT TABLE!  - The wanton coquette smiled even more warmly.

    Pinkie then shoved the tray in Jake's hands, grabbed him under his arm and dragged her captivate to the outside garden. She walked down a small alley and into some secluded spot behind the bushes, where two empty tables were situated in the middle of a small lawn. They were used occasionally by the local department's staff when on break, but the flirty slut had already sucked the dick of their supervisor. The deal was for him to let her use it for her debaucheries when she warned him and it worked well so far. Only this time she didn't.....

    Either way the two sat there and Pinkie wasted no time forcing herself onto Jake by sitting on his lap. 

    - IT IS MUCH MORE COMFORTABLE TO EAT THIS WAY. DO YOU AGREE WITH ME?

    - D-Dpends! – Jake responded, slowly regaining control of himself. He had plenty of experience with treacherous whores looking for easy money and moments like this one were a big red flag  - Do you know Zin? 

    - MMMM, DEPENDS...

    - Well I am a movie producer and he'd recommended a friend of his nicknamed “Pinkie” for the main star of my next movie. Zin said I will know her when I see her...  

    - DID HE NOW? - Pinkie grinned from year to ear, totally exited by her intuitive success and moved her hand down to his crotch. - HE IS A GOOD “FRIEND” OF MINE TOO, BUT I ASUUME I SHOULD PROVE HOW MUCH I WANT HAVING YOU AS AN EVEN BIGGER FRIEND?

    Without waiting for a response, the heavily tattooed slut moved her large swinging chest closer to his face. She then opened-up her neckline even more to show the erected bloke the true depths of the pit between her lengthy ruined hangers, densely covered with tattoos all the way down to their dangling stretched nipples. The elongated numb pointed straight down, burdened by the deeply embedded “Piercing Holders”, just as Pinkie loved them to.

    - Dios Mio! - Jake came a little in his pants. He loved so much looking at tits that evidently have seen lots of bondage, stretching and torture.  

   - YA? THERE IS A LOT MORE WHERE THIS CAME FROM! - the female succubus mused, before going down on her knees to unzip his pants. The nymphomaniac started sucking the big dick that popped out with speed and gusto of a professional cocksucker.

  “NOW HE IS ALL MINE!”

   Pinkie truly craved the taste of a big fat penis, belonging to a bad boy. Especially after being deprived from quality cum for so long. Now that she had a meaty phallus in her greedy mouth all to herself, the slut did her best to make it shoot cum quickly and suck out every ounce of sperm. 

   - GKKKHKK-GGHAHHJJ... - the kneeing buxom girl begun to gag happily on the big cock. Jake's penis was both thick and long, so swallowing the entire things was a challenge, which Pinkie took up to heart. She bobbed her head with determination and vigor of a true masochist, ignoring how much harder it was to draw breath with each new powerful dive or how sore her throat will be later on. 

    - GHHAGHHAAGHHAGHHHH..AHHH..HAHHHHHAGHHGKKHHHHHHHAAAA...- The horny slut continued to slam selflessly onto the big dick, till her altruistic efforts started to pay off. Soon enough the kneeing nympo forcibly gobbled a little bit more of the huge cock and with each next loud thrust, she lodged it a few inches deeper into her slutty esophagus. 

    And so inch by inch the divine blowjob went on, until the nose of the energetic cocksucker buried itself within the unshaven pubic hair of the producer. The horny punk then suddenly stopped bobbling her head and stood still with the prized dick crammed to the hilt inside her mouth-fuckhole. 

    - GHULK-GHUULK-GHUUUULLK... - the devoted sperm hoover gagged noisily, not wanting to give up on her hard earned progress. Putting all of her stamina to use, Pinkie heroically managed to keep the big dick engulfed for seven whole minutes. She barely drew air by discovering how to widen her esophagus, all the while managing to keep up with the constant cum squirting and leaking from the moaning man. 

    Jake was in heaven. He has never been served by such a zealous cocksucker and his balls worked overtime to produce the pleasure liquid necessary to express his sex joy. After about 14 consecutive orgasms the blown man was so spent that he just slumped down, totally exhausted onto the chair. 

    - GAH COUGH.. COUGH... COUGH – Pinkie finally threw her head back and started to breath rapidly in a desperate attempt to make up for the huge oxygen deprivation. All the intense suffering she willingly put herself through made the masochistic bitch feel so alive, so invigorated – she wanted more. NO, she needed more! The horny bitch needed to feel abused, degraded, belittled, sexually objected, tortured! 

    - Hey what is going on here? - a female nurses who had decided to go on a break outside exclaimed, after politely waiting for the fanatical blowjob to finish. 

    - Dear Merry what did she dare to do here? Is this a hospital or a brothel? - two other employees showed up behind her and started to express their similar rhetorical upset questions. 

    - SHIT WE GOTTA GO JAKE! - Pinkie hastily pulled down her gown and zipped Jake's pants. Tons of previously wasted cum through her nose was smeared in the process, which the hungry cocksucker wished to have licked off first, but avoiding the wrath of Dr. McGinlie was far more important at the moment. The last time Pinkie was busted sucking off a janitor in the lobby of a toilet was because it turned out to be within the vision of a security camera and had dire consequences. 

    “TALK ABOUT PRIVACY RIGHTS...EITHER WAY, THE INDECENT ACT HAS LED TO BEING ISOLATED WITHOUT VISITORS FOR A WEEK!”  - the kinky sex diva reminisced.

    To avoid that she rushed Jake to scram as fast as they can. It was a comical view watching the dizzy man struggling to dash forward, while still pulling his underwear from under his soaked jeans. At the same time the huge unrestrained pendulous jugs of Pinkie swung in every which way as she sprinted forward and drew as much if not more attention. 

    The deviant female was well aware of the demeaning impression her huge droopy hangers pictured and it brought up bad memories from high school. Pinkie felt joyful to realize the difference now was that the sense of inevitable humiliation and sexual objectification actually emboldened the perverted single mom immensely. She truly enjoyed the attention of the gawking spectators, so the lush girl happily ran towards the canteen as fast as she can, carelessly tossing her pendulous tits in all directions. 

    The two lovebirds continued to dart through the crowd of visitors and patients until eventually they reached the safe heaven of a janitor room that Pinkie knew the code of. 

    - GOD I HOPE THEY DID NOT RECOGNIZE ME! - the panting vixen exclaimed after  slamming the metal door behind Jake.

    - Just my two cents, but I kinda doubt it.. Listen you were simply amazing either way. I haven't been sucked like this since my college. If they do not throw you out because of me, I can offer you a nice dinner at your own convenience if you want. 

    - DON'T MENTION IT. IT WAS MY LITTLE TREAT! - Pinkie used her most girlish voice - BELIEVE ME YOU HAVE NOT SEEN THE BEST OF ME! AND I WOULD LOVE TO GO OUT WITH YOU, BUT I AM FORBIDDEN TO EXIT THE HOSPITAL....HMM... LET'S MEET MIDNIGHT IN THE REAR GARDEN. I WILL GIVE YOU THE CODE. PLEASE DON'T BE LATE AND HIDE WELL!  DEAL?

    - You are an incredible woman ...what's your name?

    - PINKIE!

    - Right. Ok Pinkie wildcat. Midnight - back garden of the hospital! Stay safe!

    - AVOID THE GUARDS!

    Jake exited the room as calmly as he can and started to walk in fast pace to his car. Pinkie left the room about 15 minutes later and headed towards her room. She spent this time drying out her gown from the liters of saliva and sperm her young mouth has leaked all over it and managed to remove the stench for the most part. The large long nipples of the aroused buxom mother however stiffened up. Still pierced by the voluptuous sucking gadgets, they ended up poking very visibly through the wet cloth and drew even more attention then Pinkie needed at the moment. 

    Once inside the room the large titted teaser rushed to her bed and laid down just before the time for her daily check up. Everything went smoothly and the cum filled girl thought she got away with her sexual adventure. Until the clock hit 21 p.m when a familiar short beefy nurse entered the room...

    “O GOD NOT THAT SLOB AGAIN!” - Pinkie screamed mentally, realizing she was busted. It was certainly not the first time when the slutty punk had to make out with that fat lesbian warden to conceal the evidence of her whoring, but this did not made Nurse Margaret any less repulsive.

    - I think you know why I am here Miss Strobe. But just to make it clear, this time I have 3 witnesses who identified you gagging on a visitor's cock in the outer break area for extended amount of time, before hiding in the janitor closet with the dick's owner. 

    The irony in the voice of the night shift supervisor would have been funny, shouldn't Pinkie have known that dwarf better. 

    -  May I remind you that public sex is eroding the hard earned reputation of this hospital amongst other things. For example it goes also against your strict healing program paid by your friends. They want you up and running and Dr. McGinlie...

    - YES MISS MARGARETH I KNOW ALL THAT, BUT HE WAS IRRESISTABLE!! I CAN NOT SIT HERE LOCKED ALL DAY AND NIGHT WITHOUT SEX. I NEED TO HAVE FUN...

    - Poor thing...But I think we can scratch each others backs. - Maggie sassed before approaching the bed of Pinkie. She then unceremoniously straddled the lying woman with her heavy body and lifted up her nurse dress in front of the smothered girl to reveal a complete lack of underwear. 

    The stench of a horny unwashed cunt immediately hit the pierced nose of the blackmailed hussy and the sight of the hairy crotch only added to her disgust. Yet the punk knew this was her only way to see Jake tonight so she got down to business, starting with the dirty sweaty clit of the warden. 

    - O yes Cidny I missed your tongue since yesterday! 

    But since the hideous lesbian task forced the masochistic nymphomaniac to feel so depraved, so degraded, it soon transferred to her undiscriminating sex drive overcoming her brain again in no time. With a powerful burst of blissful ecstasy, the young woman suddenly started to mangle and toss her poor mutilated hangers around. Pinkie heartily pulled and jerked her silky, tattooed, rubbery tittie skin until their deep long stretch lines started to straighten up way behind her back. 

    - O, no Ms Strobes! I said no breast play that leaves a mark or I will be fired. - the night supervisor lifted her heavy body and pushed her smelly cunt further in Pinkie's face – And I know you would not want that, otherwise you will not be sucking cocks until you are here. 

    The young tramp hated to admit it, but she was right. 

    - MY BAD, NURSE MAGGIE. YOU KNOW HOW MUCH I LOVE TO FEEL MY BOOBIES STING... - The debauched slut regrettably stopped mauling her breast and decided this was the best time to open up about tonight - BY THE WAY I NEED TO LEAVE TONIGHT FOR 5 HOURS TO SEE HIM...

    - WHAT? YOU MOST DEFINITELY NOT! - the shortie screamed so loud she woke up a patient sleeping next door.

    - PRETTY, PLEAASE!! I REALLY NEED TO...I WILL LET YOU PEE IN MY MOUTH TO MAKE UP FOR MY MISCHIEF! 

    That last sentence visibly shuddered the plum woman. She loved pee play. There was something about the dirty games that made her cum over and over during and after it. It was perhaps connected with the repulsive hygiene habits of the fatty. 

  - Miss Strobe...3 HOURS. Leave it or take it.

   - …..THAT WILL NOT INCLUDE THE RETURN TIME OF 30 MINUTES.... - Pinkie bargained – JUST THINK ABOUT THE LOOOTS OF HOT WARM PEE YOU CAN DEPOSIT IN MY DIRTY SLUTTY MOUTH...

   This was the final straw broke the camel's back and Maggie came from just thinking about it. The short woman felt so aroused she had to agree. 

   - Deal Cidny! But you better be here till 3.30 a.m. or else I will blackmail you in front of the doctor and make him break his relations with the Outlaws! 

  - GOT IT! NOW LETS GO TO THE BATHROOM AND PISS DOWN MY DIRTHY GULLET. 

                                                                On the move

    Pinkie sneaked successfully past the corridor camera and managed to enter the janitor closet where she hid earlier. There the resourceful chick disguised in a nurse dress stored for this exact purpose, then carefully exited the cubicle. Her enormous pendulous jugs barely fit into the tight top. As a matter of fact most of the colorful tits would have spilled through the conservative decollete has Pinkie not stuffed her spongy boobs under the elastic band of her waist attire. It made her figure look very chubby, but this provided an even better disguise advantage then otherwise. 

    The taste of piss in the stomach of the teen slut still chased her and she was sure it will still do for the rest of the night. But Pinkie knew it was worth it if only for the sake of meeting with Jake. She did not want to admit it, but she almost came during the brutal act. The perverted tramp was not very much into dirty water sports yet, but her twisted mind proved to be able to convert each extreme humiliation into a pleasure thus far.

    “I FED SYNTHIA WELL AND LEFT HER WITH MAGGIE, SO I HOPE SHE WONT CRY TONIGHT .”  - Pinkie prayed while proceeding with caution to the fire exit. Her escape will be easy, but the on the way back she needed the supervisor to open the door from the inside. The sly woman really needed to convince Jake to return her before 3.30 a.m. or the hard earned respect she enjoyed from the Outlaws could suffer greatly. Not to mention the prospect of a bizarre breast abuse and possibly even a glamorous BDSM porn career. 

    Pinkie changed a trash bag to have an excuse in front of the cameras and exited the building. Once in the clear, she threw the bag inside the bins and dashed to the back gardens. And there was the last obstacle – a barbed wire-wall, separating the craving for kinky sexual adventures harlot, from the unrestricted outer premises. The fake nurse just needed to go through a tiny concealed hole she cut a few days earlier. The young woman went for it, when all of a sudden -  HRSSCHHH - a loud sound of torn flesh could be heard.

    - AAAUUCH – Pinkie raised a muffled scream, forced by a sharp pain in her left sack. Looking down, she realized an overlooked wire has made a slant cut deep into the strained skin of her left pear shaped pendulum. 

    - AUIU, THIS WILL LEAVE A SCAR! - the annoyed woman cursed, but proceeded to squeeze through to the other side.

    She made her way to the open field and kept walking until a silent whistle drew the attention of the disguised nurse. It was no doubt Jake, concealed within a nearby bush, just as instructed. 

    - YOU'VE MADE IT! - they both exclaimed in unison and hugged. The two seemed really happy to see each other. 

    - Are you ok ? - Jake asked, looking at the long bleeding line on Pinkie's bustie.

    - JUST A FLESH WOULD. BUT I WILL NEED TO COVER IT UP SOMEHOW OR THE DOCTORS WILL NOTICE. BY THE WAY WE ALSO HAVE TO RETURN BEFORE 3.30 A.M. I AM SORRY...

    - No bother, I understand. Come on then, I know a good make up artist. She lives very close and I can use her services at any time. 

    - YOU ARE A REAL LIFE SAVER! - the elated chick mused and passionately french kissed her new lover.

   The two sneaked past the last security camera and left the hospital site with Jake's jeep.

To be continued.....