<span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><strong>Daibuster</strong></span><em>Technopath battlesuit blaster</em><hr/><div class="floatright">(https://www.dropbox.com/s/isn551nihsmm603/Daibuster3A.jpg?raw=1)</div><strong>Location</strong>: Burning Man Festival.<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Open<br/><strong>Hero Points</strong>: 1<br/><strong>Conditions</strong>: None<br/><hr/><br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=304888.msg15003604#msg15003604">Quote from: Autocad on 04-08-2019, 10:11:39</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><br/><br/><strong>The Cart</strong><br/><em>Tagging: Daibuster</em><br/><br/>The cart driver was pleasantly professional as he helped Nanako into the ponygirl harness, and didn't try to cop a feel or anything. He tightened up the straps until they were snug but not too tight. Her eyes and ears covered by the hood, she could hear the sound of her own breathing and heartbeat amplified, and feel every change in the current of the air against her bared privates - as well as practically feel the gazes that must be fixed upon them. The high-heeled boots were tricky and required concentration to stay balanced, and the armbinder which ensured she couldn't escape of her own volition was attached to the cart for her to pull.<br/><br/>She could hear the man cutting his previous mare free, and then hear and feel him walk in front of her. "Hm, no piercings... please hold still." His voice sounded muffled and barely audible through the hood. There was a jingling of bells, and then the sharp pressure of clamps around her nipples - a small bell hung from each nipple clamp, which now jingled whenever she moved. Then the same pressure of a clamp on her clitoral hood, and the weight of the bell tugging on it... "All done!"<br/><br/>The driver's seat creaked as he got back onto it, and shortly after a light swish of a riding crop against her butt told Nanako it was time to start moving. Blinded by her hood, she couldn't see the shooting star nor the fire turning purple.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Nanako let out a "Mmmmph!?" as her nipples were clamped, then a louder one as her clit was given the same treatment.  It was a lot to get used to on top of the rest... she'd seen pictured, but that hadn't prepared her for the reality of the kinky bondage.  Or the heels... it was flip-flops or sneakers for her most of the time!  And despite everything, the bells seem to be the loudest thing she can hear!<br/><br/>She mused about the flaw in her glow stick plan before her butt was swatted and she started forward, realizing she'd been skipping leg day and all the other days as muscles she didn't know she had start protesting within a few steps!  All she can do is put one foot in front of the other, sure that everyone is watching!  Everyone!