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Mother my slave

... SAY NOT TO!” SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!… Mom started chewing on her soiled panties once again. I continue to inspect my mother's nude form. For a middle-aged bitch, mom was still a hot dish. Very hot. I was going to enjoy fucking her brains out. But first we were going to have some more fun, Well fun for me and I didn't give a flying fuck if mom was going to have fun or not. In fact I doubted it very much. But so what she was now here for my enjoyment not hers. Once again I pinched down hard on her right whipped nipple and gave it a savage twist. Mom threw her head back and cried out in pain. She was doing a little jig when I released the throbbing nub. It made me tingle all over as I felt mom's crushed and twisted nipple pulsate between my thumb and forefinger. Keeping a tight grip on her trapped nipple I f***e my mother's breast to delightfully dance around her chest. Though mom gurgled in pain she continued to chew. Like a cow working on a mouth full of cud mom chewed on her soiled panties. As she chewed I released my grip on her bruised teat. Mom let out a sigh of relief through her panties and sank from her toes to her feet. Using her free left hand mom gently rubbed her burning, throbbing nipple. This attempt to ease the suffering in her nipple did not please me. Not one bit. “THAT NIPPER BELONGS TO ME STOP PLAYING WITH IT!” I growled as I swung the hanger once again. WHOOSH! CRACK! “ aaaaaarrrrrgggggeeeeeaaaaggggeeee!!!! ” Mom ‘s left hand streaked ...

... across to her just whipped left nipple as she collapsed to the floor. Mom tried to ease the burning pain in both of her whipped nipples as she curled into a fetal position on her bedroom floor. I looked down at my sobbing mom thinking this would not do. I was enjoying her suffering too much to allow her to ease any of it. I went to her dresser and rummage through her drawers until I found her belts. I returned to mom with three of the belts in hand. “Get on your tummy mommy!” I growled. “Please Rog…” Mumbled mom around her panties in her mouth as she started to plea with me. I wasn't interested in hearing her begging. I only wanted complete compliance from her to my demands. In my hand at the ready was a nice little persuader to convince mom to obey me. With a chicken-shit grin on my face I look down at my pleading mom. In an instant I made a decision as to where to apply the persuader. It was a tricky shot. With mom curled up and her free hand darting back and forth trying to ease the pain in her nipples I took careful aim. Timing it so that my selected target was unprotected I swung the hanger down hard. WHOOSH! CRACK! WHOOSH! CRACK! “ ….aaaaaarrrrrgggggeeeeeaaaaggggeeee! ” Mom's scream rang out muffle but vary clearly as it made its way pass her soiled panties that were in her mouth. Two vivid purple welts rose up on the outer side of mom's left breast. “TUMMY NOW!” The persuader had done its job. Mom instantly rolled off her side and onto her stomach. She arched her back which ...