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CHAPTER 2: SLAVE MOM TANYA SOLD BY HER SONS AS RAPE VICTIM

Date: 6/30/2015, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Anal, Ass to mouth, Authoritarian, BDSM, Bondage and restriction, Cruelty, Discipline, Domination/submission, Drug, Extreme, Incest, Non-consensual sex, Prostitution, Rape, Sado-Masochism, Slavery, Spanking, Torture, Violence, Author: Manpower666, Rating: 92.3, Source: sexstories.com

impatient and took time to aim right. In a perfect copy of Mr. Smith’s technique, he placed the leather strands first on Mommy’s right buttock and then on her left buttock. All three men completely ignored Mommy’s heartbreaking wailing “Good work! Now we try the paddle”, Mr. Smith took a device that looked like a table tennis bat, just a little bigger and made in black leather. “This has a big surface and makes a lot of noise, so the psychological effect is good. But if you really want to inflict pain you have to use a lot of force.” He smacked Mommy’s ass with the paddle, which made her shriek in a very highly pitched tone and cry hysterically. It left a nice round red spot on her skin. “You see, by using moderate force the pain inflicted with the paddle is not so big but the loud noise makes the victim believe it is severe. But you can of course apply enough force to really inflict pain.” He swung the paddle again and landed it on the right side of Mommy’s ass. She shrieked and wailed for several minutes afterwards. This time, the spot looked much more dark red and Mommy was shaking in extreme pain. Small droplets of blood showed up on the battered skin. Mike hit Mommy very hard on both her buttocks. Joe did the same, but aimed for Mom’s upper thighs. She was shaking violently, uttering a heartbreaking ramble of babble and moaning. She expressed the most severe suffering, as the stranger and her sons kept on with the torture of her defenseless body. Mr. Smith then ... presented a riding crop. He swung it not against Mommy’s ass, but against her big tits hanging on each side of the buck. It had a quite narrow leatherhead, which made it a precision instrument where you could aim at small targets like clitoris or nipples only. As the surface area was rather small, it could also be extremely punitive with a high strike force. Clearly, Mommy did not like the riding crop at all. Mike hit her nipple with a smashing blow, and the buck almost fell over because of her strong pain spasms. Joe tried to hit her clitoris but the way Mom was tied up made it impossible. Instead, he hit each of her hanging tits making very nice red marks. Now, Mr. Smith picked up the last instrument, the cane. He warned them that they should only use this with the outmost care, as canes could literally cut people’s skin into pieces. There was a high risk of making permanent marks. BE VERY CAREFUL, Mr. Smith insisted. He also told them that the best use of the cane was laterally and it should only be used on the ass and the loins. Perhaps on tits, but that depended strongly on the victim’s pain limits. But it needed to hit tissue of some sort. Asses with a lot of tissue were perfect for canes. Never hit shinbones, spines, shoulders or other body parts with protruding bones. The boys nodded their heads. “Now I will demonstrate a soft blow and a hard blow on your beautiful mother. Are you ready for the pain, Mommy?” Mr. Smith said mockingly. Mom wailed even before the cane hit her ...