This was a new challenge for me. Mom dressed me again in her office look – high classic heels and Strong Sculpt pantyhose, which further shape my ass and legs. You can see stacks of these pantyhose in the background – a gift from Mom. Mom's tight bandage skirt, petticoat, shapewear, and tight panties make me feel insanely packed with every step on this treadmill.
My huge, heavy tits are encased in another woman's very tight white push-up bra, which I wrote about here earlier – amazingly, it still smells of her perfume. This bra is clasped so tightly on me, it makes my tits bulge out of the cups, but at the same time holds them in place very securely. This sheer turtleneck perfectly showcases this.
My mouth is full of Mom's panties—I can barely even moan; my saliva soaks them, and I'm forced to "suck on my gag" to keep from choking on the saliva that's dripping onto my tits.
A wide metal collar with a padlock, a tight latex hood with an open face, revealing my gagged and make-up face, further humiliating me. The tight armbinder on my hands forces my heavy tits out even more. I feel my hands going numb; it's too tight.
I'm forced to walk on this treadmill, my collar tied to the treadmill with a rope, a bondage video playing in front of me, and the window in front of me is open, so my moans, like the girls moans in the video, are clearly audible outside, adding to the humiliation of this moment.
Her bra is also hanging on the treadmill. She said she's been wearing it all week for me, and depending on the results, I'll either wear it or wear it as a gag.
Every step I take makes my heavy tits shake, which adds a slight feeling of pain to me; my mother has fastened nipple clamps under my heavy implants.
And as if that weren't enough, at one point she speeds up the treadmill (which you can see in the video), causing me to panic.
God, I think I'm in big trouble...
