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Mother my slave

... house coat that mom was wearing. I then tied the sash cord to her left ankle. Holding the sash cord tightly I releasing my mom. Struggling she lifted herself up off the back of the couch. “Roger what are you doing?” Mom asked gaspingly. “Well mommy since you ruined my wanking vid I need a replacement...” I snickered as I shucked my sweatpants and underpants in one swift movement. “…and that replacement is you dear mommy!” I guffawed as my iron hard, throbbing cock jutted out from the dark forest of my groin hair. “STRIP!” “ NOOOOOO !!!” Mom screeched at the top of her lungs and took off running. Mom didn't get very far before the sash cord tied to her ankle pulled her up short. She stumbled and fell flat on her face. Laughing I pulled on the sash cord dragging mom back to me. “That was very naughty of you mommy.” I scowled in a menacing tone. “I'm going to half to punish you for that.” With my mom screaming and struggling I dragged her out of the living room by her ankle. I first dragged her to the entry hallway closet where I got a wire clothes hanger. Then to the main stairs. Keeping mom on the first floor I walked half way up the stairs. As I went up mom was dragged across the floor. At the half way point I fed the sash cord through the banister and hauled my mom's left leg up until her foot was even with the banister. This left mom semi-dangling by her left ankle with her shoulders resting on the floor. Her right leg kicking wildly and her left arm flaying about. Both ...

... her housecoat and her nightgown were bunched up around her waist. Leaving her white panty clad bottom visible. Mom was struggling to free herself. She was twisting and turning by her left ankle. In doing so she was constantly turning over and over. First her front side then her backside were on display. I walk back down the stairs and joined her. Outward I appeared calm and collective. But on the inside I was about to burst open with excitement. Reaching out I grasped mom's flaying right leg. Pulling on it until mom's panty clad ass was sticking out towards me. This left her with her spine bowed painfully backwards and her 36” C-cup breasts squished into the hallway's hardwood floor. Holding her steady I lifted the clothes hanger high into the air. WHOOSH! CRACK! “ AAAAAARRRRRGGGGGEEEEEAAAAGGGGEEEE!!!! ” Howled my mom at the top of her lungs as the wire hanger tore through her nylon panties and bit deep into the plump, meaty globe of her left ass cheek. Mom thrashed so hard that she was able to yank her left leg free from my powerful grip. I watched with great amusement as mom thrashed around like a fish caught on a fishing line. After a few minuets she calmed down somewhat. I regrasped her left ankle and turned her ass back towards me. Mom struggled mightily to free her trapped leg. But her wild frantic bucking she just went through had weaken her enough so that she couldn't free her leg from my grip. Through her torn panties I saw a beautiful, angry looking purple welt etched ...