Extreme Toyland X: Filthy Fun Freak Show

It was almost time for the first act of the night to hit the stage. Lesya and Nikolai, better known as the performance duo "Tiny Freaks", were waiting for Mistress Lisa to finish up her welcome speech to the theatre's select audience.

At 21, Lesya was about half the age of Nikolai, who was about to celebrate his 39th birthday in a few weeks. She wore a very tight black leather corset and stood on ridiculously high heeled lace-up boots that laced all the way up to her thighs. While she was almost half his age, she was towering over him, with the high heels pushing her already long-limbed body even higher in the air. That was not to say she was a big woman at all. Quite the opposite: she was small, delicate and child-like in all her features. She had long blonde hair in pigtails, a small nose, full red lips and the biggest blue eyes that had ever been seen in Lisa's mansion. Her hands and feet were tiny, making her limbs appear even leaner than they already were. And then of course there was her waist. It was smaller than what you'd call tiny, enhanced by surgery and corset training.

Anyone who didn't know who she was, looked twice and whispered to their friends, worried that some young teenager got lost and ended up in this house of depravity; or that one of the performing artists or guests forgot to drop their daughter off at a friend's house.

But Lesya was anything but the innocent image she tried so hard to portray with her looks. She'd been doing the nastiest bdsm performances for quite some time now, starting out long before she teamed up with Nikolai and formed "Tiny Freaks" with him six months ago. The transition from obscure private play parties to very public online porn production had taken its toll on her, though. As their videos started circulating online, she'd received quite severe criticism for her looks, mostly from what she'd refer to as "jealous bitches". But she knew perfectly well that what she was doing crossed a line in the minds of many people, even veterans of the darkest fetish scenes. Dealing with the constant lashing, not to mention the stares, mean looks and explanations was tough, but she was determined to continue on the path she'd taken. If anything, the never ending controversy fueled her fire even more to take her performance art to its limits.

And that was exactly why Lisa booked the Russian duo for tonight's party celebrating Extreme Toyland and Extreme Dolls. Lisa thrived on controversy and had experienced her share of criticism for her personal fetish for extremely skinny and skeletal slave girls, two of which would be tonight's show headliners.

Next to Lesya stood Nikolai, who was considerably shorter than his female co-star. He had a medical condition referred to as disproportionate dwarfism. At 4'7", his body appeared very small though in normal proportion to anyone who saw him pass in the street, but his particular disproportionality had freaked out or intrigued every woman he'd been intimate with. He was almost literally hung like a horse, with a massive cock that measured over a foot in length when fully erect. Unlike most people with a form of dwarfism, Nikolai was very muscular. He had the body shape of a pro wrestler, only on a smaller scale. His face was rugged and square, framed by short black hair and a trimmed beard.

For tonight's performance, which would just be a teaser for a longer session that they planned for the Extreme Dolls website, he wore simple black leather pants and black shoes. His torso was shirtless and in one hand he held a toolbox and in the other a bullwhip. As Lisa finished up her welcome speech, he exchanged some last words with his partner.

The duo had risen to infamy in the fetish community almost overnight. With Lesya, Nikolai knew he had something special albeit controversial on his hands. Due to his condition, he'd already dabbled in the amateur porn industry, starring in a handful of scenes a decade ago. But he never really committed to it until now. Partly because he was too busy with his body building career and partly because his interest wasn't in the vanilla porn he was booked for. But with Lesya he'd found his match and together they started exploring a depraved world filled with heavy sadomasochism.

Over the past six months they had put out new videos and picture sets every week, through their own members-only website. That material made its way onto Lisa's laptop and one video in particular had prompted the mistress to contact the duo with a business proposal they accepted. Part of that deal was this teaser performance tonight.

The lights on stage went down to a dimmed green glow and Lisa walked past the duo as Led Zeppelin's "Good times, bad times" started blaring through the speakers and the audience started clapping. In passing, she wished them luck on their performance. Lesya and Nikolai slowly made their way to the middle of the stage, where some very basic furniture was already set up for them. As they made their way onto the stage, the applause dimmed and a dead silence came over the audience. The music was still playing loud as ever from the speakers.

There was some whispering in the audience as the tiny young woman took her position and the small but muscular man stepped next to her. Most people in the audience were unfamiliar with them and even though they expected Lisa to expand their horizons with every new party she threw, this one appeared to be another highly controversial one. With the front row close to the stage, this audience would certainly get a good look at tonight's performances.

As always, the roles in this duo's performance were very clear from the start, with Lesya assuming her submissive position, bent over with her legs spread wide and her ass pushed out towards the audience. Scars and old bruises from previous sessions were still clearly visible on her skin. Nikolai put down his tool box next to her and slapped her right ass cheek so hard that she shrieked.

The two of them didn't speak a word. Not to the audience and not to each other. Lesya stood there, exposing her hairless pierced pussy and tight round ass to the onlookers by grabbing her butt cheeks and pulling them apart. Nikolai took the handle of his bullwhip and rubbed it up and down between Lesya's butt cheeks, pressing it against her sphincter and tapping it harder and harder until he smacked it down with a lot of force.

She shrieked again and let go of her butt cheeks. She put her hands behind her back and waited for Nikolai to start her warmup. He didn't bring the bullwhip to just rub its handle on her ass, of course, and a harsh whipping was always the start of their play.

He quickly found a position at the very front of the stage from which he could hit her ass and upper thighs perfectly with enough room to swing his single tail. And swing it he did. There was certainly no slow build-up to this play as his first hit broke her skin and left a very visible stripe on her tiny butt.

"One" she counted out loud in Russian as she trembled on her high heels. And in the next minute or two she reached the count of ten as Nikolai spread his lashes masterfully over her butt cheeks and upper thighs, right above her high heel laced boots.

With her ass bruised and bleeding, Lesya stood, still trembling, in the middle of the stage. Nikolai put down his whip and walked over to the girl and his toolbox.

"Open your ass" he barked at her, after which her hands found their way to her now bleeding butt cheeks again and she exposed her asshole once more.

As Nikolai prepared some furniture for the next part of the show, Lesya ran her right hand over her bleeding skin from the top of her boots to her lower back and rubbed the blood she collected over her sphincter. Within seconds her fingers started sliding in and out of her ass. First two, then three and she seemed to totally skip four and just slide her whole hand in up to her wrist.

It was an intense and disturbing scene to watch, especially for the audience, most of whom had no clue who the performers were and where Lisa had dug them up. But the fisting was over as quickly as it started. It seemed like a small hint, a prelude to things to come.

Nikolai installed some furniture next to Lesya. It consisted of platform on wheels that he placed right next to her before locking the wheels in place. The platform was a square of about two by two feet, with a metal pole on the back side. The metal pole didn't run straight up vertically, but curved slightly backward.

Lesya turned around to face the audience and stepped on the platform, placing her high heels on two wooden cubes to the left and right side of the platform. The cubes were about 6 inches high and wide and they provided just enough space for her to place her boots and keep her balance.

Nikolai fitted wide leather ankle cuffs around her boots, after which Lesya placed her hands behind her neck and pushed her chest up and out. It was now that the audience really got a good view of her tiny frame, ridiculously small corseted waist and small, delicate features.

The girl looked at the black hole that was the audience with the confidence of a seasoned rock star. Her big blue eyes scanned slowly from left to right and back, staring into the black. She figured that her gaze must have met the eyes of at least a few people there, and she was right. Even to the most experienced guests in the audience, this one was quite harrowing to watch.

While Lesya deliberately freaked out her audience, Nikolai busied himself with the technical side of things. He produced a metal bar that was quite long. In the middle of it was a wide collar, which went around Lesya's neck first. It went fairly easy. One side of the collar went around the back of her neck while a separate front part was secured with bolts and wing nuts. Lesya held the bar up with her hands until Nikolai clicked her wrist cuffs to the far ends of the bar. He helped the girl arch back a little against the pole behind her.

It was the start of an uncomfortable position, in which Lesya stood in her high heels on the two wooden blocks, her chest pushed forward and up by the arch in her back. Her neck collared with a three inch wide metal collar, which pushed her head even further back. Wrist cuffs prevented her from moving her arms, which were stretched wide along the bar connected to her collar. It was quite hard for her to keep her balance like this.

But that was just the beginning. With Lesya's throat and wrists secured and her tiny body grotesquely on display for the audience, Nikolai took the whole session another step further. He started fiddling with the straps and lace work on the front of Lesya's corset, opening it inch by inch.

The people in the theatre watched in silence and awe as he slowly stripped away the only real piece of clothing covering her chest and abdomen, revealing how tiny Lesya's waist really was. She was now completely naked, except for her thigh-high stiletto heels, exposed and on display for Lisa's audience.

Nikolai reached up and squeezed her hard nipples and rubbed the palms of his hands slowly down her flat chest and toned belly down to her bald pussy. He made it a point to trace his index finger down between her pussy lips, emphasizing what the spectators in the front row already knew: that her pussy had been completely sealed shut with about five or six thick barbells. He hooked his finger behind one bar after another and pulled them out, stretching her labia forward and down. Then he picked something up that was on the platform that she was standing on.

It must have been unclear to the audience at first what it was exactly that he held up for them to see. It was something that he cupped his hands around at first and that he held above his head like a trophy. Upon further inspection it turned out to be an elliptical shaped metal ring. It was so small that his index fingers and thumbs could fit around it when he took it between his hands.

The device came apart in two pieces and Nikolai installed the first half with some bolts and wing nuts to the metal pole that ran behind Lesya's back. He aligned it perfectly with the smallest part of her waist before locking it in place. The second half was reconnected to the first from Lesya's front, basically trapping her tiny waist in the metal ellipse.

It was unbelievable to watch, but it actually fit. Lesya was now bolted to the metal pole by her minuscule waist, which was apparently small enough for Nikolai to reach around with his thumbs and index fingers touching. She was still struggling to keep her balance with the metal pole connected to her collar, but managed to stay on the blocks she was standing on, for now. Apparently Nikolai was not done with her yet. As a finishing touch of sorts he placed a spreader bar between Lesya's ankles, forcing her legs to stay as wide apart as they were on the blocks.

That seemed to be it as far as the frame and bondage went at the moment. Nikolai picked up his bullwhip again and stepped back to the position he took when they first started their little show.

It didn't take him long to find his swing again and when the first lash of the whip cracked down hard on Lesya's chest, it left an instant mark under her left nipple. She grunted and trembled, struggling to keep her position, but started her count again. The second hit seemed to be even harder, sending her into a long, wailing moan as a long stripe colored purple across her flat chest, right under her areoles.

Nikolai didn't give her any time to compose herself or catch her breath. He carefully aimed his next swing to hit approximately the same spot as the last. In his excitement about this show for a live audience, he really sped up the pace compared to what the two of them were used to. His hit wasn't far off, though. The third strike seemed to cross the second, with part of the newly created stripe running below Lesya's left areole, and going up to cross her right nipple directly.

Even though Lesya had quite some experience with harsh chest whippings, she lost her balance with this third lash of the whip and her left foot slipped from the block she was standing on. She shrieked and bucked forward and as she lost the footing on the left side, her other foot also slipped from the block she was standing on.

Now those blocks weren't secured to the platform. And this was done on purpose. Both Nikolai and Lesya knew this was bound to happen at some point, but truth be told, in his excitement Nikolai hit his partner much harder than he usually did at the start of their ten lashings.

Lesya fell down and was only held up by the tight metal frame around her tiny waist. It took her quite some effort to bring her torso up again, but she managed to do it, even though she had no support from her legs anymore.

Nikolai stopped for a moment and walked over to Lesya to make sure he could continue. After a brief pause in which the two did little more than make eye contact, he returned to his position to resume the punishment he started.

Over the next few minutes, Lesya endured seven more lashes from the bullwhip, all of them targeting her upper chest and all of them leaving very visible marks and welts. Nikolai had to stop a few times for her to pick herself up and resume the position in which she pushed her chest up and out to receive the whip. He made her count all ten strokes and when he was done, her skin was broken in several places and she hung limp and crying from the metal frame around her waist.

With her head and hands hanging down low, it was not too hard for Nikolai to uncuff Lesya's wrists and to unscrew the bolts on her collar harness. When he was done with that part of the setup, he placed the two blocks back where they were previously installed an helped the girl place her high heeled feet back on the support after removing the spreader bar between her ankles. The last thing to be gone again was the frame around her waist.

When Lesya was once again free of her bondage, Nikolai helped her step down from the platform and onto the stage. He gave her something and took the brakes off the wheels of the platform and pushed it to the far side of the stage where it was out of the way for the next and sadly last part of this teaser performance.

He returned to Lesya after a short detour to the back of the stage, pulling another piece of furniture on wheels to the front by a long metal chain that was connected to it. When it was exactly where he wanted it, he locked its wheels into place. Lesya was almost done putting on her hood, because that was what Nikolai had given her. It was a thick leather hood that covered most of her head and neck, but left her nose and mouth free.

The audience looked on in silence. There was quite some tension in the room. What Nikolai just wheeled to the front of the stage seemed to be nothing less than a bed of nails. But these weren't big, thick nails like you would see on your typical Fakir's bed of nails. These were actually thin and sharp as a razor, more like neatly aligned meat skewers. The only good thing about the whole surface was that there were so many pins, that any weight that would be placed upon it, would be distributed more evenly over all of them. But then again, no-one was sure that was actually a good thing. To top it off, not just the top was covered in the sharp spikes, also the sides were fully decorated with the same pins sticking out. The only other things that seemed to be connected to the sides were two wide leather straps. There also seemed to be handle bars at the bottom of the opposing sides.

The duo didn't wait long to demonstrate their torture furniture to the audience. Lesya first sat her small ass down on the right side of the bed of nails and then lay down with her head hanging off the other side, the back part of her neck protected by the thick leather hood.

Nikolai demonstrated what the straps were for and showed the audience that they worked like a belt that could be tightened against the surface of the furniture. While Lesya's body weight was barely enough to make her body press against the spikes on top of the surface, Nikolai pulled the belt so tight around her waist that the audience could see some of the spikes sink into her skin, but she didn't make a sound.

With the slave girl securely tied against the block, he walked over to where her hooded head was hanging off the side of the furniture. He clipped alligator clamps on her nipples and pulled on the chain that connected them.

This was the cue for Lesya to move her arms. She reached for Nikolai, who was standing close to her. Her hands quickly found his waist and she wasted no time opening his belt buckle and unbuttoning and unzipping his leather pants.

With one hand, Nikolai helped his slave girl pull his pants down a little, revealing his already impressive semi-erect cock.

Lesya started stroking him off immediately and it didn't take long for his cock to grow even more in size. Even before it got really hard, Lesya opened her mouth and wrapped her lips around his swelling cock head.

There was no way his enormous and growing cock was going to fit in her tiny mouth. No way. That's what everyone in the audience was thinking as his penis went from semi-erect to rock hard while Lesya stroked and sucked it.

But even though his cock head grew considerably, it seemed like tiny Lesya was going to prove them all wrong. As he pulled harder on her nipple clamps, stretching her nipples away from her chest, she actually opened her mouth wide enough for him to slide his cock head fully between her jaws.

Granted, it was probably really impossible for her to take his long and thick shaft all the way down her throat, but for now the first part of his cock was in her mouth and Nikolai was starting to take full control.

As Lesya lowered her arms again, he slowly started fucking her head, with one hand manipulating the chain on her nipple clamps and the other wrapped around her throat, keeping her head exactly where he wanted it.

The gentle start didn't last long. After a few moments of aligning his rock hard cock with her mouth and throat, he started to pull back and thrust forward with quite some force, slamming his cock head into the back of her mouth.

He never fully pulled out, keeping his cock head behind her front teeth, but started a rough fucking motion that quickly made her gag and cough. He didn't give her any chance to catch her breath, though, and after a few thrusts that already looked quite forceful in the beginning, he let go of the nipple clamps and pressed both his hands around Lesya's neck and forced his cock down her throat with considerably more force. The girl stiffened her arms and legs, but it was to no avail. All she did was press herself down on the spikes.

After three or four hard and deep strokes almost half his cock disappeared in Lesya's mouth and down her throat. He kept it pressed in and massaged his cock head through her throat for a few moments, long enough for everyone in the audience to know exactly what he was doing. He kept going, even though her hands were smashing and trashing against him, before he pulled all the way out again.

Lesya gasped for air and coughed and a thick string of mucus and spit hung from his cock head to her lips. Her head had turned a very dark shade of red.

"More?" Nikolai wanted to know.

But there was no immediate answer from his partner, who was still trying to catch her breath.

"More, slut?" he asked again.

"Yessss" Lesya hissed.

"Beg for it, slut!"

"Yes, please more, please!" Lesya managed to get out between coughs and catching her breath.

She didn't have to wait long for him to give her exactly what she begged for. Within moments, his hands were on her throat once more and he started pushing his cock head between her jaws again. As before, her hands instinctively reacted by trying to push him away as he started slamming his cock in the back of her throat again.

They continued this dance for a few minutes, increasing the time he kept his cock pushed deep into her throat, but never managing to push it actually further in than he did on the first round. Eventually he pulled out slowly and let her suck off all the strands of saliva and mucus that they had produced.

After a minute or so of catching her breath and sucking off his rock hard cock, Lesya pulled Nikolai closer again by his cock, guiding his cock head into her mouth and to the back of her throat again. If she wasn't secured to the spiked surface, she would surely have pressed herself down on his cock, but now she depended on him to catch on and continue the assault of her throat. This wasn't what they agreed to for this teaser performance, but Lesya proceeded to run her hands down his body until she found his pants and started pulling his belt out of his pants when she got her little hands on the buckle.

Nikolai hesitated, but just for a second. Even though this wasn't planned for tonight's teaser, he knew exactly what Lesya was doing. And if she really wanted it, he'd give it to her right now. He waited a few seconds for her to pull his leather belt all the way out of his pants. When she offered it to him, he grabbed it immediately and smacked it down hard on her exposed pussy between her parted legs.

Lesya trembled and started squirming on the spiked surface, even though she was tightly strapped down. Nikolai raised the belt again, holding it on the buckle's side and he smacked it down once more between her legs. She wailed out loud after the leather belt hit her again, but tried to keep her movement at a minimum. After two more hard strokes aimed directly at her pierced cunt, Nikolai pulled the belt in again and handed it to Lesya, who took it in her hands.

She opened her mouth wide again, which was his signal to guide his cock back in. It seemed like he was able to push it right into her throat again as far as he did previously, about six or seven inches, without too much effort this time. He kept it there for a good twenty seconds while she fiddled with the belt before he pulled his cock head back into her mouth and let her gasp for air.

She coughed and wheezed when he did, but as soon as her breathing normalized, Lesya quickly wrapped the leather belt around her own neck, pulled the opposing end tight through the buckle and held it up with her left arm for Nikolai to grab.

He took the belt from her and immediately tightened it through the buckle like a noose around her neck, pulling the end of the strap down and holding it there for a few moments, showing the audience that the noose completely cut off her air supply and that this was quite some serious breath play.

How serious this play was, was immediately evident when he loosened his pull on the belt. Instead of letting Lesya catch her breath, he immediately rammed his cock down her throat again and started fucking her throat once again. But this time it was different, and it was quickly apparent to the audience. Several members of the audience got up from their seat to make sure that what they thought happened, was really happening.

Slowly but surely with every thrust, Nikolai's rock hard cock rammed further down Lesya's throat. She just lay limp like a ragdoll on the bed of skewers, like a lifeless long-limbed nymphet, relentlessly assaulted by the dwarf brute. And he kept thrusting deep and hard, seemingly waking her up again, until finally his balls slapped against her small nose and she trashed her arms around like a madwoman. Then he pulled himself all the way out again and let her cough and gasp for air.

This was brutal. Lesya was repeatedly pushed to the brink of suffocation, and it was quite clear to everyone in the room that the kinky slut not only enjoyed every moment of it, she was obviously encouraging her partner to continue and increase the intensity by asking for more in between her coughs and gasps for air.

Lesya grabbed his cock and pulled him closer, placing his balls on her hooded face and pressing his ridiculously long shaft down on her throat, showing everyone how deep his cock went down her throat. Even though everyone in the room just witnessed that his whole cock had gone all the way in, all thirteen inches of it, it was tough to believe when the massive thick cock was laying on her throat and chest.

Just to prove the point, the duo geared up for another round and Nikolai backed up again and placed his cock head in Lesya's mouth. This feat alone was impressive. His cock head was thick –its size between a large kiwi and a tennis ball – and the fact that they could get it in Lesya's tiny mouth was surprising every time they did it. Somehow she was able to open her jaws in such a way that allowed her to accommodate him.

The two of them communicated nonverbally and Lesya nodded to Nikolai that she was ready for the final part of this position. He shifted his position a little and with three or four quick thrusts, he had his cock almost all the way down her throat again. Lesya let her arms hang back again as he started to increase the intensity of his thrusts. Before long, he was really brutally skullfucking her again with his thick and long cock sliding a little back and then all the way to the hilt, with his balls slamming against her face.

He kept fucking her deep and hard for over half a minute before he grabbed the belt again and tightened it around her neck. This time, though, he held his cock pressed deep down her throat, tightened the belt and tied it to the handle bar of the bed of nails that Lesya was strapped to. When he had both his hands free, he started pulling on the chain between the alligator clamps that were still clipped on her nipples.

Lesya started trashing her arms around again and slammed her fists into his abdomen. Nikolai was clearly not impressed by her display of panic and slowly moved his hand up, stretching the girl's nipples away from her flat chest with the clamps and chain until the clamps ripped off. Then he swiftly pulled back out of her throat.

The girl coughed and gasped for air. This had definitely been the roughest he'd slammed his crotch in her face and the longest he had kept his cock down her throat and she was on the brink of passing out.

She was close to ruined, with long strands of mucus and saliva running from her lips and covering her dark red face. Slowly but surely she managed to catch her breath. Apparently her nose was bleeding and while she was able to wipe away most of the stuff covering her face, the blood kept running out of her nose.

Nikolai loosened the belt around her neck and untied it from the handle, but he kept it in place for now. He took a couple of steps forward next to the spiked bed and then loosened the belt around her waist. Lesya was a little disoriented, but with his help she managed to first sit up and then stand up, revealing the many puncture wounds on her ass, lower back and shoulders, most of them so deep that they bled, some of them as much as her nose.

It was finally apparent to the audience why Lisa had hired this act: her reputation as a haematophiliac was well-known and this seemed to be right up her alley. But there wasn't much time to admire the patterns on her skin, as Lesya knelt down on the other side of the furniture and Nikolai pressed her down hard against it after he took his place behind her, both of them totally disregarding her bleeding nose and the blood that dripped down from her face.

Lesya was now on her knees with her thighs pressed against the spikes on the side of the furniture. Protected by her thigh high boots, her skin didn't receive many puncture wounds there, but that wasn't the case with her abdomen and chest. The belt went around her waist again, pressing her body tightly against the spiked surface. Even though her head was protected by the thick leather hood, her breasts were not and Nikolai made sure that she felt every one of the pins that she was laying on.

He made sure he turned her head to face the audience and even though she couldn't see anything and no one in the audience could see her eyes, the image of what they were trying to portray was so much more powerful this way.

Nikolai grabbed her arms, bent them behind her back and held them in place with one hand as he guided his rock hard cock between her ass cheeks with his other. Then he rammed forward, burying the full length of his foot long cock deep in Lesya's ass within three or for hard thrusts.

Lesya moaned. She hung limp over the furniture and let Nikolai use her like a ragdoll. He let go of her wrists and commanded her to use her hands to spread her ass wide. Even though she wasn't immediately able to comply, she did eventually manage to place her hands on her ass cheeks and pull them somewhat to the side while Nikolai amped up the brutality with which he rammed his cock into her ass.

While he fucked her deep and hard, Lesya's moans and groans turned into wails and sobs as the minutes passed by. Nikolai alternated between pulling the belt around her neck and wrapping his hands around her waist to repeatedly show the audience that he could touch his fingers and thumbs simultaneously, all the while pulling her up as far as the belt would let him and then pressing her down on top of the spiked surface. His hands were wet with the blood that had seeped from the wounds on her back, but that was still child's play compared to what was currently happening to her chest and abdomen.

It was obvious that the many sharp spikes punctured her skin everywhere from her throat to her thighs, with blood trickling out of the many tiny stab wounds. Even though Lesya herself still held her body as limp as a ragdoll, without putting up any kind of struggle, Nikolai's rough thrusts and pushes were enough to create a bloody mess.

There was no sign that he had cummed while ramming her ass, but all of a sudden Nikolai slowed down his assault on his tiny partner and pulled his engorged and throbbing cock fully out of her gaping asshole.

With a swift move he unbuckled the belt that held Lesya in place and pulled her body off of the torture furniture. She was understandably disoriented, but within seconds she assumed a kneeling position in the middle of the stage. Even with her leather hood still in place, she quickly found his hard cock with her hands after he stepped next to her and she wrapped her mouth around his cock head again.

Lesya was bleeding quite heavily from the puncture wounds that were now very visible for the audience. Blood was running from her lower throat and collar bones down her small breasts and further over her abdomen and down to her crotch. Regardless, her focus was fully on fellatio.

Nikolai used his hands to undo the belt and the leather hood from Lesya's head while she kept sucking on his rock hard cock and started stroking his long shaft. It didn't take long before her blonde locks were visible again and she looked around the room with her big eyes once more. Using Lesya's pigtails as handles, Nikolai pulled her head down while she sucked his cock head and masturbated him until he finally came and shot a big load of cum in her mouth.

It was still very unsettling and disturbing for the audience to watch: the young woman with such delicate and child-like features being brutally used by the dwarf man with a monster cock. If that scene wasn't visually extreme enough by itself, there was all the blood to push it over the edge. Lesya added even more fuel to the proverbial fire by not just swallowing his load of cum, but she slowly pushed it out of her mouth, letting her saliva mixed with cum dribble from her mouth down on her chest, where it mixed with the dried, coagulated and fresh running blood.

She then used her hands to rub the mixture of fluids over her small breasts and abdomen while he pushed his cock head in her mouth again  to have her clean him off as best she could. Then the lights slowly dimmed on stage until the room was totally dark.

These were the last moment of a teaser show that was controversial, grotesque, disturbing and brutal at the same time. It had been exactly what Lisa wanted for the opening act of the night. But it took the audience a few moments before they snapped back into reality and started their round of applause. When the lights slowly came back on over the stage, the "Tiny Freaks" were gone.