I walk into the room and I see there is 5 red inflated balloons just waiting for whats next. I know exactly what to do as I kick off my high heels and get to work. You watch from my shins down as I slowly torment each red balloon. I step on them, I smother, I squash, I smash each of them using only my black pantyhose clad feet. I slowly stretch them out but always with the tied off neck underneath. I am patient but the more I squash them, the less they can tolerate of my wrath. Eventually they all pop but not before lots and lots of stepping onto and into each of them. Some popped shards wr...

I walk into the room and I see there is 5 red inflated balloons just waiting for whats next. I know exactly what to do as I kick off my high heels and get to work. You watch from my shins down as I slowly torment each red balloon. I step on them, I smother, I squash, I smash each of them using only my black pantyhose clad feet. I slowly stretch them out but always with the tied off neck underneath. I am patient but the more I squash them, the less they can tolerate of my wrath. Eventually they all pop but not before lots and lots of stepping onto and into each of them. Some popped shards wrap around my toes and feet as they pop not wanting to let go. I don't stop until all 5 red balloons are burst just as they were intended. Ahhhh..I slip on my highheels and walk away knowing my devious mood of slowly tormenting you and the balloons as been satisfied.