In fact, they only spent half an hour strapping her, but in the end Cathy's buttocks was bright red and she would not be able to sit on it without pai... for some time. Cathy had a sore butt and her squished boobs were pressed tight on the seat so she was very uncomfortable and was beginning to get cramps from the contorted position imposed on her body. But her captors wanted to play some more."You might miss Thanksgiving dinner, bitch," smiled Jenny. ' We can't have that now ... Maybe we should. ..I had to...uh...pee..." So wait a few minutes, why don't cha!" Ok...sorry..."Martin still couldn't believe what he saw as he shut the door. He'd always thought of his sister as just another aspect if his life he'd just have to deal with until he went to college. Now, however, he saw Angela in a different light. Even through her rage, he saw a part of her that would stay with him for the rest of his life. In that one moment, he saw her as a woman. He saw the curves of her hips just before she. A fresh gasp escaped her lungs as she levitated like an angel, an angel being lifted by the ring of her freshly pierced tits, stretching her once-perfect breasts into upright pears. The pinched finger that held her up by the ring let it go after a few agonizing seconds, but Aranel’s titties found no rest. They were hooked onto something, and her kicking feet could not find the ground. Perhaps it was time to open her eyes.Not a reassuring sight, after all. Aranel’s nipples-ring was now attached. Why was he spending his time with her and her son? Best to just enjoy the moment while she could, enjoy it whilst it lasted. Until he found someone else maybe. Someone who was really more his style. Someone without all the added complications such as an abusive ex husband and a young child in tow. * Froo’s mum listened to the voice in her ear, the plastic handset held against her head buzzing with advice from Angela, her best friend. ‘I agree, he says that he’s living here now, but what about.