On the Riviera-14
The elderly lady approached the sobbing young girl who was twisting and
pulling in violent motions, trying to break free from her restrictive
bonds. Wilson moved to the rear of the girl and grabbed a handful of
platinum blonde hair with one hand and jerked Brandi's head straight
back, then reached around with the other hand and placed it across her
stomach. She could hold the frantic young girl fairly immobile with this
leverage. Wilson whispered into Brandi's ear.
"Calm down Brandi, just take it easy.
Brandi was all out crying now, her words a pathetic begging.
"I want you to make cum, please make me cum."
"OK Brandi, hold real still."
Wilson reached up with the arm she had around the girls waist and
removed the alligator clip from Brandi's tortured nipple. Several small
arteries of blood spread out on the aureole, forming a starfish around
the wounded bud.
Brandi moaned out loud, then went still, Wilson thought the young girl
had fainted, her head lolling lifelessly forward when she released the
hold on her hair.
Wilson removed an ammonia capsule from a tin kept in the cabinet and
broke it in half beneath Brandi's nostrils, the blonde bobbed her head
two or three times and let out a coughing gasp.
"Good girl sweetie, can't have you going to sleep on us, now can we?"
Wilson stooped down and crossed Brandi's slender and shapely ankles,
tied them with cord, then secured them to a ring bolt anchored to the
floor.
It was back to reality for Brandi, It was one thing to submit when her
nipple was being chewed up but now she had to face the fact that this
skinny old hag was tying her up and doing just most anything to her that
she pleased, and she didn't' like it one bit.
"Hey, what the hell are you doing?, Why do you have to tie my legs?"
"If you must know, I'm changing your position and I don't want you
getting any funny ideas and remember your manners or I'll have those
clips eating your nipples alive.?" "Would you like that, honey?"
Brandi nodded her head in the negative.
"I didn't hear you sweetcakes."
The beautiful young blonde hated answering to this has been, almost
rebelling, then thought better of it.
"I'm sorry Mrs. Wilson, no I wouldn't care for the clips again."
