We’re finally here, As we pull into the parking lot of an adult bookstore a few miles from our house. My curiosity has been getting to me for some time now. And It’s exciting because I hear a lot of stories about glory holes, especially as they are a big part of the gay community for casual oral sex. I wear a short dress that is very low cut, showing off my firm big tits as we go into the bookstore together. I’m open to the possibility of a titty torture experience. And I look around the store amongst the many men looking at magazines on racks.  You buy a ton of video booth tokens, with naughty thoughts. After seeing several barely legal magazines. Finally, I am hot enough from the magazines to take your hand and head to the video booth to find a hole.

We head down the back hall with the hope of titty torture.

I finally decide on a room with a wall that has a huge hole – giant, really – at cock level and with two smaller holes above it. We immediately hear the doors open on both adjacent booths. Whoever is in the booth with the giant hole did not hesitate. He is already sticking his hand and arm through one of the two smaller upper holes. Perhaps he is into titty torture. Then he immediately reaches for one of my breasts. I stand directly in front of the holes and the random hand comes to my right tit. I look at you as the hand plays and teases my tits. Then the hand goes to the other nipples and gives it a light pinch. I gasp with pleasure and keep my tits pointing straight at the hands. Within minutes my dress comes off. Then the anonymous hands start to work my tits.

I let out a loud and long moan from the titty torture.

Followed by a sharp cry out of pain as the hands pinch me hard. You look at me, as I rub my nipple to soothe them. Then, unexpectedly, the hands snap their fingers. Are the hands impatient? Did they want to inflict more pain? Surprisingly I step forward and slowly put my tits back into those rough hands. Immediately the hands go to work with real titty torture, even more roughly than before. But I stand my ground even more. I  take it all, spreading my legs wider, opening up in front of the giant hole below. Then, when the hands hold my nipples in a long, hard pinch, I stand my ground. Even as the pinch turns aggressive.  I pull back for a second. But the hands snap their fingers again,  I thrust forward with no hesitation.

Putting my punished tits back yet again for more titty torture.

This time the hands grab my nipples and pull them toward the holes. And then I cry out in pain, excruciating pain. But I stand my ground and push my tits back through the holes, still at the mercy of the torturous hands. But then you notice that something must have really happened. Because I take my tits out of the holes, retreating to the safety of our booth. The titty torture is overwhelming. I look down at my tits and then look at you. Slowly, I turn to face you, showing you my tits. In addition to being all swollen and red, they are covered in saliva. There are teeth marks on them.

We decide to leave the store after I experience the most extreme titty torture ever. You love how I stood my ground as my tits are tortured beyond belief.  As you drive, you watch me play with my tortured tits.  You wonder what I will let you do them. Want more? Check out: Forced to Milk ~A Milk Maids Tale

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