1. Mum my slave


    Date: 8/16/2015, Categories: BDSM, Author: scale3, Rating: 67, Source: xHamster

    streaked, chewing face while towering over her kneeling form. WHOOSH! CRACK! “ aaaaaarrrrrgggggeeeeeaaaaggggeeee!! ” Mom would have collapsed to the floor of it weren't for the firm grip I had in her hair. As it was mom shook her head wildly about, her body twisted and bucked delightfully. And the best of all she tried her level best to get her secured hands from between her shoulder blades to her left nipple that had just been kissed. Kissed very, very hard by the hanger. The belts did their job wonderfully. As mom struggled mightily to use her hands the two belt loops tighten around her neck chocking her into submission. The left or the right or both together it didn't mater which hand she tried to use the end result was the same. Mom would strangle herself if she tried to move her hands from behind her back to come to the aid of her hurting nipple. Within moments mom abandon her futile attempts of trying to move her hands from behind her back. She knelt there shuddering and mewing as the terrible pain in her tortured left teat ate into her breast. I was very pleased with the result. But what if mom was just faking it. Maybe she was trying to fool me into thinking she couldn't use her hands. And the first time I wasn't paying attention she would free herself. Then I wouldn't have her for my amusement anymore. So… WHOOSH! CRACK! WHOOSH! CRACK! WHOOSH! CRACK! WHOOSH! CRACK! WHOOSH! CRACK! WHOOSH! CRACK! WHOOSH! CRACK! WHOOSH! CRACK! WHOOSH! CRACK! WHOOSH! CRACK! WHOOSH! ...
    CRACK! WHOOSH! CRACK!… Over and over and over I slashed both of my mother's nippers. A dozen times I let the wire clothes hanger kiss them pointy nibblits with the hanger. Mom thrashed and bucked like a wild bronco. Only my firm grip on her hair kept her in place just enough for the next teat lashing to be delivered. Her hollowing became louder as her soiled panties she had been chewing on shot out of her mouth. When I finally stopped swinging the hanger mom's hands were right where I put them. Behind her back. And bent way up between her shoulder blades. Mom was gagging and coughing. Her face was several shades of color from the restrictive airflow caused by the belts tightening around her slender neck as she tried to free her hands. She was forming at the mouth like a rabid dog. As beautiful as my mom's face was in its multishaded hues was it was her nipples that made me shoot my first load of sperm. I had never seen such huge nipples before. Not in any of the bondage vids or mags. They stuck out over two inches long and were swollen thicker then my big toe. Instead of milk flowing from them it was bl**d. They were no longer a soft brown color. Instead they were a very dark purple borating on being black. Her areoles and a small portion of her breasts were also similar in colored to her nipples and very, very swollen. The normal tapered cones were so bloated that it looked like a set of minitits were growing at the end of her regular tits. bl**d was also running from the ...
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