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mother has been captured and left helplessly struggling with her hands cuffed high up over her head to the point that she is standing on her tip toes! Her mouth has been gagged with a dark blue bandanna tied tight between her teeth to keep her quiet while her captor prepares the dungeon for the main event. Her ankles and knees are also bound tightly with rope as she struggles and moans desperate to find relief from her strenuous predicament, but there is no escape from the peril that awaits poor mother . Soon she finds herself stretched out AOH and roasting on a rack covered with shiny foil!

Her arms are stretched straight over her head and tied parallel to each other. Her legs are also stretched out and secured with rope. Still gagged with the bandana cleave gag she mmmmppphhsss helplessly as she attempts to struggle but realizes she is barely able to move from being stretched out so tight! She flexes her muscles as she pulls on her restraints, growing weaker and more distressed every minute that goes by from the heat lamps beating down on her glistening skin that is covered in a layer of cooking oil. She hopelessly squirms, sweats and suffers as he slowly roasts her to perfection!

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The double teamed nightmare for my mother never ends and now as the final knots are tied putting the terrified woman in a frog tie it's about to get worse and taken to new heights of bound humiliation and terror. The two men spread their captive's legs to expose her already sore and abused pussy which they slap and torment, but thankfully it doesn't last long and they leave my mother to whimper, sob and squirm on the cold concrete of her garage floor while they go back into her house.

You can feel the misery this innocent woman is enduring, she doesn't understand why they are doing this, being robbed is bad enough but the makes her think these two guys are true sociopaths who have no empathy but she has no idea how bad this is about to get.

After several hot scenes of struggling they return and, to her horror, one of her captors found the big dildo she keeps in her nightstand drawer, his accomplice drags the gag from her mouth and the other wastes no time forcing the huge toy IN HER MOUTH so deep it chokes her! In and out he mouth fucks her then gives his buddy a turn and again my mother is brutally throated with the dong, she drools uncontrollably, slobbers, wails and when they say this is just practice she shudders to think what that means.

Eventually they stop, the soaked rag is jammed back in her mouth and they go into the house to make one final search leaving my mother to gasp and pray this is all over. But if she only knew......


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mother loses her obsession with bugs when Mr. Pogo's replacement gets her attention. Bound in fuckable positions, she is caned. A little softening up, as they say. Then the sound of a zipper, and before you know it, she's fucked in alternating holes. mother is hanged by the neck, a position that gives a whole new meaning to fucking. And in the end, shackled to the floor, mother gets a face full of white creamy spunk, foamy in her mouth.

In the beginning, mother is dragged down the basement stairs and shackled spread eagle on a mattress. The ceiling is with spider webs. She cries and fusses, terrified of spiders. A metal ring makes her mouth into a perfect spider hole.

Later, after a long afternoon bound sitting on the ground, she's tied to a ladder in the barn. The ring in her clit hood is attached to the lowest rung, stretching her clit to the max. She's made to come. And what's good for the goose is good for the gander. She's been prepped. She's wet, open, ripe. So he bangs her from behind, caning her as an incentive to keep up her enthusiasm. Oh, what delicious white thighs and ass you have mother , says the wolf, licking his lips.

She endures another period of stressful bondage, shackled spread eagle near the open door of the barn. It's raining outside, a constant shush. But then she's stood upon a stool with her hands bound back. A noose goes around her neck. He lifts her and the stool is pushed back. mother swings, her legs kicking. He stands close. She tries to mount him. She'll do anything to breathe. After a period of "fucking" relief, he steps away, and she's left swinging.

mother ends up back on the mattress in the basement with all those spider webs hanging above. Her legs are folded over her head. Inflatable ass plug and dildo go in, but the third hole is stuffed with the real thing. Before long her face is sprayed with sticky white goo. She's left that way, a foamy cream dripping out of her mouth.

hehh heh heh

never going to let you go, mom

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I'm on with phone with my lover Fayth on Fire making plans to get together while my husband Jim Hunter is out of town. I didn't realize that Jim hadn't left yet and he overheard my whole conversation. He is furious at my betrayal since we only got married a few months ago. I try to explain that I am not really a lesbian and that it's only a game.

He over powers me, drags me to the bedroom, throws me on the bed and tightly binds my arms and legs with massive amounts of rope. Then he fuses my ankles with my wrists painfully arching my body. He forces a large ballgag into my mouth securing it in with many layers of duct tape. Jim watches as I struggle helplessly in the brutally tight bondage and waits for Fayth to arrive. He drags her inside by her hair and overwhelms her. He tightly and painfully ties her arms behind her back welding her elbows together with thin rope then joins her arms to her torso with more rope. Fayth denies everything. She cries and begs to be released, but Jim is furious and decides to bring her to a place where she will have to tell him the truth.


Jim drags her outside and throws her bound body into the trunk of his car. Despite her pleading he drives off. He now has Fayth bound with her wrists tied to the ceiling and her toes precariously touching the floor. Jim removes her dress and begins to strike and beat her ass with various torment implements. He also shocks her with a tazer and laughs as Fayth screams. He silences her by shoving a big ballgag into her mouth and wrapping duct tape around and around her face until she is very effectively gagged. Fayth kicks at him with her free legs so he crosses her ankles and binds them together. He continues to beat her until Fayth faints. He throws water into her face to wake her and threatens her. Fayth is completely exhausted and confesses that she and I are lesbian lovers. He leaves her hanging and goes home to begin my agony .



Cindy: heh heh, I am going to watch, mom, and help out

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He has been waiting for this day for some time, watching my mother on her way to work every day, her sexy nylon legs always on display in a short skirt and high heel pumps. After devising an elaborate plan he managed to capture and render her helpless. He carries her into his place, her limp body thrown over his shoulder as he strokes her sexy ass and legs. He flops her down on the couch and gives her a good look. Then he decides he should get her secured before she wakes up! He thinks a chair will do the job nicely and gets to work tying her up! Her ankles are bound together tightly with rope then more rope is added around her thighs securing her legs down to the chair. Her wrists are then tied crossed behind her back and more rope is added around her breasts.

Before he finishes tying her chest she starts to slowly come to! When she realizes she has no idea where she is or what is going on she really starts to panic! She desperately pleads with the man to let her go, even offering him her purse and money, but that is not what he wants! She starts to angry as he gropes her boobs and explains to her how he captured her at the coffee shop. He then pulls out a pair of panties from the last girl he captured and forcibly stuffs them into her mouth until she gags on them! He then takes out a roll of duct tape and he eyes go wide as she realizes he is going to gag her with that too! He wraps it around her mouth and head several times as she angrily mmmppphhss in protest.

That should keep her quiet until she decides to cooperate! He gropes and teases her a little more as she squirms helplessly roped to the chair then leaves her alone, struggling furiously to try and escape before he returns. She gives it her all but she is really stuck and all she can manage to do is work off her shoes! She tries to call for help, but no one can hear her distressed cries through her tightly packed and tapegagged mouth! All she can do is continue to struggle hopelessly, pondering just what this crazy man plans to do with her next!

Cindy: he plans on bringing you to me, heh heh heh

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yeah, been a while, but I really am looking forward to it.

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mother got lost in the swamp. The gator hunter heard the boat and went to see why someone was way out here. He hadn't seen a nice women like this in years. She went on by when her boat quit running. She floats up to the shore and ties off to a big tree. She had seen the little house through the trees when she went by. She thought maybe there would be someone there that could help. She makes her way to his property where he was waiting for her in plain site. Camouflaged and sitting by a tree he watches her. As she came around a clump of trees he comes out. Scared out of her mind she falls over. Dressed in little tight shorts and a take top she looked good to him.

He kicks and nudges her to bring her around but she just lays there, He slowly walks away to gather his things. He returns to the women and cuts her clothes off. Her tanned skin looked so good. Tying her elbows he neck ropes her. He wakes her up and her eyes widen with fear. He drags her to an old gator cage and ties her off to one of the poles. There is an old filthy mattress laying on the ground. The man brings her a bowl of dirty water and makes her drink. He tells her it is hot down here and you need to drink. He tells her you are out in the middle of nowhere. No one will ever find you out here. Now drink up your going to need your strength for what I have planned. It is almost dark. The man leaves her there to go and get rid of her boat. She walks around in fear in the cage.

When he returns the next morning she is a sleep on the old mattress. She hears the leaves crunching as he walks up. It startles her. She see's him and fears for her life. He enters the cage. She tries to scream out but can't. He see's the water bowl and kicks it over. He tells her that bitch I tried to be nice and give you water but you didn't drink any. He tells her as the day goes on that she will pay for that. He finds an old rag in the cage and shoves it in her mouth. He tapes it in place silencing her. He man handles her and groups her big tits. She is naked and noway to stop him. He has a bunch of old gator lines that he used for his catch. He ties the young girl on the mattress. Smacking her and throwing her around.

She cries and pleads through her gag for him to stop. He admires his work and what he had done to her. He hadn't had a catch like this in years. After a long struggle and her not hydrating herself she lays still in a pile of sweat and tears. The man leaves her there in the hot Florida sun to cook a bit. He returns with a garden hose a short time later. He wanted to wash his prize catch before taking her in to mount her.


suspended by her wrist with her legs spread wide open and frog tied.mother is forced to endure extreme orgasm's as her tits and ass are beat red. She is gagged and can't move. She sweats and drools as her situation grows harder and harder to endure

heh heh heh

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mother has been kidnapped and she’s waking up in her own puddle of drool, hogtaped and harness ballgagged on the floor. She is struggling trying to get free when her daughter comes into the room and starts sniffing her feet and then licks her soles. What the fuck?! mother is scared at the same time as she is struggling while the starts sucking on her toes and shoving each foot in her mouth as far she can. The woman takes her ball gag off and tapes her mouth shut. mother starts crying and pleading more to be released with her tape gagged mouth. The culprit continues foot worshipping and licking her soles. The woman gives her feet one big kiss each then kisses her tape gagged mouth before pulling out a hitachi.

The vibes mother on low at first as she moans in pleasure but tries to fight it. The culprit tells her to say that she loves duct tape but mother refuses and says "fuck you" instead. The woman then turns the Hitachi on up and lets mother have it making her scream. The tape gag alone clearly isn’t working so the woman takes the tape and wheels it around from mother ’s ankles to her mouth-hog taping her further. She continues vibing mother on high again telling mother to tell her what she wants to hear. She finally gives in and screams through the tape I LOVE DUCT TAPE!!!! The vibes her more until mother orgasms. The laughs and keeps the hitachi on mother ’s sweet spot, making her scream and struggle and orgasm again.

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He patiently tests and trains every one. Teaches em to succumb, to process their soreness, to accept their fate. In my mother ’s discharge, the blond bombshell takes her lessons seriously and succeeds in mastering all that that babe is taught.

Standing with her arms bound to wooden beams, her soft groans and the arch of her back are seductively inviting. She giggles sweetly as PD tickles the tender soles of her feet. Gagged, her ankles are lifted off the floor and bound up to some other beam.

After removing her orange underclothing, that guy flogs her majority sensitive areas, so naked and vulnerable in this position. Her love tunnel reddens from the hitting; constricted nipps are perfectly primed for the clamps.

Fitting her with darksome toe boots, PD tests my mother ’s balance and push around. Wearing leather mittens and a head restraint anchored to the ceiling, that babe hardly wobbles in the painful shoes.

She is next thonged down to a pipe device with legs bent and gazoo out, easily available. PD starts to thud her with the rod, stopping momentarily to correct her posture. A hook pulls her arse up and cord pulls her neck back. He then proceeds with his task, working on her love muffins, a-hole, and feet.

Seated vertical on a chair of pipes, a transparent hood covers her face; a ring gag holds her throat wide open. PD suctions her marangos into 2 constricted bulbs as a fuck machine pumps rhythmically in and out of her wet fur pie. Transformed into a nameless, faceless object



heh heh looking good, mom

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mother just experienced a very intense orgasm while bound and gagged, she sobbed, bucked and heaved as a vibrator ripped the orgasm from her unwilling body but her sadistic daughter wants one more...whether she wants it or not! As the vibe is held tight against her already sore, red and tender pussy mother screams through the gag as the unwanted pleasure is forced upon her, it's obvious that there is more pain than pleasure yet with her hands and ankles tied she is totally helpless to stop Cindy and, in a great low angle shot mother CUMS HARD!

Great tummy heaving gasps as the orgasm courses through her bound body and when the vibe is taken away you can see how swollen and tortured her poor twat is but fortunately for her it's over.....at least the sexual aspect because she is not untied and is in fact left hopelessly bound while her daughter goes upstairs to watch the game. mother tries to get free though, she tries using her fingers to get at the ropes on her ankles but in frustration she just can't manage and when she achingly manages to sit up the DROOL falls in copious gobs which adds to her embarrassment. Eventually she exhausts herself and falls back on her side and then on her tummy where she groans softly and awaits the game to be over and hopefully then she'll finally be untied.

where the hell you think you are going?

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C'mere. ,mom

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He had a beautiful body, my first lover. When I first saw him, he was lying there, naked, with his eyes closed and his lips parted. I did not know his name. I stood in silent reverence at his feet and stared at his perfect, pale face. I wondered idly what color his eyes were. Regardless of his eye color, I knew that I wanted him. I knew that I would make love to him that night. I walked to him and reached toward him. His flesh was cool to the touch. When I lifted his eyelid, I could barely tell that his eyes had been green. Had been, because he had been dead for over twenty-four hours. This was my last moment of hesitation. I hesitated because of the white film that had grown over his iris. I hesitated because of the tiny puncture that was ever so slightly visible from where they had taken a sample of his optic fluid. I hesitated for a silent five minutes. Then, I closed his eye and walked to the door of the mortuary.

I locked it.

It was a formality, really. Nobody would be there for another eight hours. I had eight hours to prepare him for his funeral. That was my job. I had been doing it since my college graduation. I worked nights. I needed to work nights, so that my days could be spent avoiding human contact. I had known for years about my strange attraction to Death. I knew that it was something that I needed to be near in order to be happy. It was several years of quiet work in the basement, alone with Death, before I knew what form that attraction would take.

I walked back to his side. I did not know his name. I was not allowed to know. I was not really privileged to see that information. I knew that he was twenty-six. I knew that he had died of a congenital heart defect. I knew that he was beautiful, and that I loved him. I unbuttoned my shirt and let it drop to the floor. I reached out to him and ran my fingers delicately over the raised line of skin, textured like a soft zipper, where they had sutured his autopsy incisions. That contact, the first of its kind, was more potent than I could have imagined. I unhooked my pants and let them fall. I climbed up onto the cold, steel table with all of my undergarments still on. I reached for his hand and lifted it to my breast. I closed my eyes, and held my breath.

The room was silent. The cold, perfect, taut hand cupped my left breast as if it had been made to do so. I finally let my breath go and opened my eyes. He was just as beautiful as I had remembered him in my moment of blindness. My body was hot, my face flushed, my hands shaking. Only once, in high school, had I come so close to a sexual encounter. I had had a boyfriend for about a month when he decided to touch me. It was in his car, late at night, and I had found myself disgusted, violated, by the warm, damp pressure of his constantly moving fingers. What he was doing was too private for me to allow. I asked him to drive me home. Now, in the cool and stillness, I knew that there was no place more private, and no one more suitable to share my private moments.

I lowered his hand to my thigh and let my self lie flat on top of his body, my head against his neck. The subtle smell of decay that he wore in the place of the fashionable and overpowering cologne of the living was intoxicating. His skin gave only slightly. His incisions pressed against my chest, where I knew mine would someday be. In that moment, I knew that I would never feel that sort of connection with a living person. I sat up slightly and kissed him on the lips. He accepted it motionlessly. There was no tongue being forced into my mouth, only the pure sweetness of contact with an individual that nobody else wanted to touch, but who I knew ached for it. I was giving him my body as a gift. An offering. He would still be loved by those he left behind after he was buried, but this was the last time anyone would love him this way. In any way that was real. In any way that mattered.

Leaving his hand on my leg I sat up and unhooked my bra, letting it slip off my shoulders and casting it to the floor. The only sound in the room was my breath and my movements. There were no sounds from the outside penetrating the sanctuary that was the morgue. I ran my fingers down his inanimate chest, feeling the texture of his sutures under my fingers. My body pitched forward and my face was once again at his neck, lips pressed to the grove where cheekbone met throat. My knees lifted my body up and my thumbs blindly fumbled with my underwear. I did not yet know how, but I knew I had to have him. I had to let him have me.

The first time the bare skin between my legs touched his cool flesh I experienced a wave of pleasure so intense that I heard myself cry out before I felt it. My body, as if exemplified by the cool of the metal, the death, the room itself, was suddenly hot. I pressed myself to him. I did not need to do anything. I kissed him again and again. My fingers ran through his hair with a cautious abandon. I needed the touch, but I did not want to hurt him. His hair, so long after his breath left him, was attached more lightly than it had been when living. I pulled his hands to me again, ran them up and down my legs, across my stomach, up and around my breasts. This touch meant more to me than any other could. I knew that he must feel the same way. If not of a touches during life, at least of any contact left for him now.

It was a long time before I stepped down off the table. I had several hours before anyone was going to arrive at the morgue to check my work. I gathered the materials I needed. Still naked, I gently and deftly inserted the thick needle into his tender, still flesh to begin the embalming process. I felt hot tears on my cheeks, but I did not want to dry them. I held his hand as the machine removed all the liquid from inside of him and replaced it with something reeking and unnatural. I removed the needle and covered the hole. I delicately kissed the bandage, then his lips again. His clothes were lying on another table to one side of the room. I gathered them and dressed him, but I did not dress myself.

I gave him a final kiss and then set about making him look alive. The pure and naked way that only I had known him was about to be hidden forever. At least, until the makeup and the face that wore it was allowed to decay and disappear into the earth. Only Death and the worms could know him as I knew him.

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