After the first session it was really very hard
to accept mom to be my complete hair
slave. She washed her hair and came back
to me. I was watching TV. She was still
crying “why are you doing this to me? After
your father left me and you every one in
family was feeling very sad but I was the
only person who felt very happy. I just Fred
up of his torture....so please don’t do such
things to me. I will be your house maid. I
will do whatever you want. But not these
things.” I stood up and slap mom very hard.
“This is your destiny mom....you have to
accept as your fate for rest of life.” I again
caught her hair to rubber band which is very
near to scalp. “I will give you some list of
things bring those things from market. From
today on you will not ask me any questions.
You will answer whatever I ask to you.” I
handed over list to her.....list contains
1) 50 bottles of 20ml of hair oil
2) Hair removing wax with strips
3) A packet of rubber bands which used to
form small ponytail
4) A box of extra doted condom
5) 1 bottle of Vaseline lotion
6) 1 bikini which is must be 2 pieces
7) 2 pair of high heels sandal which is more
than 6 inches
8) (As she is having nose pierced one side)
pierced another side of nose n install a 3
1/2 inches nose rings with both sides
9) Take admission for a gym
10) Dog belt and dog lash
She was very amused what am I going to do
with all those things after reading that entire
list. I handed over 10000 rs from my wallet.
N told her I want all those things within 2
hrs. It was very hard to manage all those
things in that very short time. I went to
another room before she could come up
with any of her questions regarding list.
While going to room I just ordered “your
time starts now. For every late minute late
after given time you have to pay by
punishment.” She went out and I went to
sleep by putting alarm alert for 2 hrs.
She came back and gasping heavily...I was
waiting for her. She was late by 27 minutes.
“Slut you are late. You have to pay the every
minute by punishment.” She sank into her
knees. “There was huge traffic while I was
coming....” She couldn’t complete her
sentence.....there was hard slap on her face.
“Don’t talk unless I told you. Be on your
knees unless you get further instructions.” I
took bags which are lying on floor. N
started to inspect all ingredients. From the
side of my eye I glanced at her she was look
very beautiful with nose ring on both side of
nose. Those nose rings are really very big. I
checked list again there was all items
accept from admission card of gym. “Ok slut
tells me why u didn’t you went to gym?
Can’t u read the list properly?” I took dog
belt while talking to her...n went close to
her. “I don’t want to take admission for gym
beta.” There was a very hard slap again to
her chicks. “First of all don’t call me beta.
And from now on you will call me master.”
While talking I fixed the dog belt to her neck.
Intentionally I hooked it so tight so that she
started choking. Then I attached lash to the
belt. Then I picked one hair oil small bottle
and opened it. Poured all the oil on her
head. She just shouted at me “I have just
washed my hair why you poured on oil on
that? I hate oily hair. After your father left us
I hardly use oil to my hair. He always
instruct me to oil my hair and used to force
me to have different types of hair style daily.
That was very hard to me for make different
hairstyle on day to day basis. So please
don`t use hair oil on me” oil was started
dribbling from her hair to her face “slut not
a single drop of oil should fall on this mat.
Otherwise I will kill you” she stared rubbing
all hair oil as soon as possible. After 5 min
of rubbing all her lonag hir got oily till her
bump. “ from now on you will not wear any
king of cloths to your body. Unless I instruct
you. Now go and remove your sari and
everything. I agree that you don`t want to
take admission for gym. But you have not
followed my orders so you have to face
punishment. I am very hungry now. Just
make bun of your hair and cook something
good for me.” She went to kitchen hurriedly
and started something for cooking. I just
saw that and unbuckle my leather belt from
pant. Wachh…..!!!! belt stroked hard on her
ass….she cried in pain. “can’t you
understand to move your cloths? Just go
and remove all cloths then start to cook.”
Thursday, August 6, 2015
Long haired slave mother. Part 2
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