1. Mother my slave


    Date: 6/16/2015, Categories: BDSM, Author: scale3, Rating: , Source: xHamster

    in. Head on the floor with her face facing left chewing on her soiled panties wearing a big smile. Breasts plastered on the floor with her whipped teats pushed hard into the rug. Her free arm folded behind her back with her hand resting between her shoulder blades. Up on her wide spread knees displaying her thick forested pussy. And her well whipped welted heinie sticking up high. Crouching down next to her I looped one belts I had retrieved tightly around her slender neck. Grabbing her left free forearm I looped the belt around the free wrist and secured it to her neck just like I did with her right hand but just a little higher. Now mom couldn't use either hand to ease her suffering if she tried she would choke herself adding to her suffering. I thought about freeing mom's right arm to remove her nightgown and housecoat. But I decided against it. I figured that it would be a thousand times more humiliating for her to having clothing hanging from her arm but never be allow to put them on to cover her nudeness from her own son. To deter any ideas of mom running off again from popping into her head I f***ed her to bend her right leg until the heel of her foot was pressing into the bottom curve of her right buttock. I then looped another of the belts around mom's right ankle and upper thigh. I pulled the belt so tight that it sunk into mom's thigh. The flesh curling around the edges of the belt. Satisfied with the belt's tightness I secured it. With the right leg reduced in ...
    half I did the same to the left. I had effectively reduced my mom's legs in half. If she did run she would do it upon her knees. And I didn't think that she could out run me like that. It was a very effective way to hobble her but still leave her twat available to me whenever I wanted to use it. After standing back up I looked down at my restrained mother in her servitude ass high position. To determine how effect mom's ability to ease her suffering with her hands I decided to put her to a test. I could have commanded my mom to kneel upright but I figured that it would much more fun to get her to present her boobies to me in another way. Well fun for me. “Uuugggeee!” Mom whimpered through her mouth full of soiled panties as I jerked her upright on her knees by a handful of her carroty red hair that I had tightly wrapped around my hand. Pulling her head back so I could look directly into her tear 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 ...
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