ultimate

Jessica listened to the pounding on the door. "Open up, PLEASE!" Yelled Natash, who was apparently too freaked out to realize screaming might draw unwanted attention. Jessica looked out the peep hole. Natasha had removed the cut up thong and was pressing one arm over her chest while pounding on the door with the other hand. She was beet red and in tears.

Jessica could see past Natasha, and the decorative light pole in the front yard caught her eye. She stopped time. She went upstairs and picked up her mother. Carrying her mom under her arm, she went to the front door and opened it. She could easily shove the frozen Natasha out of the way as she carried her mom to the light post. She sat her mom down with her back to post and bent her mom's legs so that she was in a seated position with her legs out straight. She left her mom up a bit, so that the bottom of the vibrator was on the ground. She then went back into the house and grabbed two pair of her mom's nylons and her mom's dildo. She secured her mom's hands behind the lamp post.

Jessica then took Natasha, bent her over, and twisted the dildo up into Natasha's tight asshole. She then took Natasha over to the pole and sat her down similar to her mom and fastened her hands behind the pole as well. She then stuffed Natasha's thong into her mouth.

Finally, Jessica went back inside and got a roll of duct tape. She then wrapped a piece around each woman's head to blindfold her. She wrapped the duct tape tightly so that it would have to be cut out, meaning some hair would have to be chopped off too.

Jessica went into the house, closed the door, went to the living room window and restarted time.

Each woman fell down. This **** the vibrator all the way up into her mother, meaning it could mean a trip to the ER to have it removed. The dildo was more pliable, so it probabdly only went up another inch or so into Natasha. The women struggled and squirmed. Jessica imagined they could feel the grass underneath them letting them know they were outside.

Jessica had one more brainstorm. She went to her room and found a poster board. After some work, she went outside and taped a sign above her bitchy sister and mother. The sign read: "Two stuck up bitches for sale. $2 or best offer!"