Torture your mother’s tits with clothespins
From Create Your Own Story
You move backwards, keeping your eyes at your mother as you disappear from her vision. You return with a cruel smirk on your face. In your hands you hold a box filled with clothing pins.
Seeing the cruel tools your mother panics, shaking her entire body trying to escape. Imagining the painful clamps on her bound, swollen tits is something she desperately wants to avoid. But being bound and forced to stand on her toes she is virtually helpless.
Menacingly you smile at her as you pick up two clothespins and hold them in your hands. You pinch her tit meat, and then enclose one of the clothespins on her sensitive flesh.
“Mmmmmmm!” She screams into the ball gag.
You pinch her other tit and then point the other clothespins at her.
She shakes her head franticly, her eyes pleading at you to stop. Saliva has begun to drool down her chin, making her look so wet and disgraceful.
It only server to motivate you, her pain your pleasure. You enclose the other clothespins on her tit.
She screams again. Anna was beginning to have a hard time breathing among all the fear so she started shaking and struggling even more forcing you to be even crueler to her poor tits. You attach more clothespins to her two purplish tits. Each of them stinging her with a sharp, lasting pain. Her tit skin being crushed in-between the painful clamps.
“Isn’t this heaven mother? Naked, free and enjoying the pleasure of the flesh.” It was your version of it, Anna was in excruciating pain, breathing heavily through her nose, her tits decorated with a dozen clamps.
“Now at last we come to your nipples.”
Anna´s eyes shoot up, the blue eyes on the white surface expressing immense fear. She shakes her head again, despite knowing it won’t help.
She hyperventilates as you position the open clothespins between her unprotected nipples. Her nipples are still stiff, perfect targets. Enclosing the clothespins on her nipples causes her to shriek like a banshee. Her blue beautiful eyes bulge out of their eye sockets in pain. Your mother bites into the ball gag trying desperately to overcome the stinging pain. But her purplish breasts blinding agony assaults her mind in the most defeating way. She can’t run from it nor can she overcome it, she´s helpless and is forced to experience every second of its blinding torture.
You chuckle sadistically at her, wanting to kiss her clit and lips to savor the arousing pain she´s going through. You still have plenty of clothespins left and her pussy lips look inviting.
“Ding Dong.”
The doorbell rings, your mother abruptly stops breathing. You turn around to look at the front door. The front door is in the same room as you and your mother, the exit clearly visible.
You are naked, and your mother is naked, bound and decorated with clothespins. What should you do?
