" I see" I reply. "It does sound like she has been a naughty girl, but it's pretty close to Christmas so I'm not sure what she can possibly do."Ella s...ts back with big frown on her face. "Please Santa, there must be something, anything I can do." As she says that she reaches behind her and puts her hand on my knee. She slowly starts moving it up my leg staring at me with the frown on her face the whole time. She finally makes it all the way up and rubs her hand on my cock. As she grabs it. I was getting really close until I felt a hand on my shoulder. It scared the living day lights out of me. I turned around and saw Brooke standing there. I tried to cover up but she grabbed my hands and held them at my sides. "Don't move," she said as she walked over to the door and locked it. I sat there as she moved back over to me, removed my headset, and whispered in my ear, "You don't have to do that anymore." As soon as the words left her mouth she grabbed my cock and fell to her knees.. I couldn't see how much time remained so I tried to clean my mind. It didn't help and I tried to wiggle even more. My mouth was full of taste of cum, my hands tied high above me in pain, my nipples two spots of huge pain with the clothespins on them, my bound penis just about to explode from pain, and my anus and scrotum sore from the plank I was sitting on.The lock finally released. First I got off the board and released my bound cock and then removed the clothespins from my nipples. I wanted. . plus I get to control who the slut is with."The man fucking my mother's mouth started grunting as he began filling her mouth with cum. I watched her swallow everything he shot into her mouth and then lick his cock clean."Your mother used to go out looking for other men to fuck and would disappear for days at a time that's another reason I want to control who she is with." Yes, I remember how she would go missing." So how do you feel about your mother being a whore and slut?" I was more upset.