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I'm meeting my son's new girlfriend for the first time.  Little does pretty Amanda Marie know that I'm a very protective Italian momma.  I've investigated her background and found out that she is not the girl she protrayed to my son.  We sit down for a chat with some wine and leggy Amanda begins her string of lies.  Dumb girl is clueless that my smiling face and sweet talk betray my intent to fuck her up.  Amanda begins to feel the effects of the drink and realizes what is happening.  The poor girl attempts to stand up to leave, but it is too late.  She stumbled back falling helplessly on the sofa.  I grab some rope and tie her arms behind her slender back yanking her elbows tightly.  Hours later the pretty raven haired Amanda Marie wakes up in a cold basement tethered to a post by her neck.  Amanda struggles to get to her feet and pulls at the neck rope but she can't escape.  She hears my stiletto high heels clicking on the concrete and realizes the contempt I have for her and the peril she faces.  You are not good enough for my son missy.  You were a dancer in a strip bar and you are in for a long night of terror.  I untie her neck rope and pull down her panties.  Terrified Amana Marie begs, pleads and cries out, but I have no pity and I stuff her panties into her mouth stuffing it fully and secure them in tightly with vet wrap around her head gagging her silent.  I XXXX Amanda to stand up onto a small crate and tie the tether rope to an overhead hook.  Poor bitch can barely hold her balance.  I pull the rope taut and tell her to dance for me.  Come on stripper girl, let's see you dance!  Shake that ass like you do in the bars I taunt.  I tire of this and push the girl off the crate.  The rope around her throat tightens as soon as her feet hit the ground.  Amanda struggles to get back onto the crate, but I take sadistic pleausre in tormenting her.  I kick the crate off to the side and leave poor sobbing Amanda Marie choking.  Amanda Marie struggles and finally manages to climb back on the crate.  I laugh and return with more rope tieing her ankles tightly together.  Well my poor captive, you won't be able to stand forever.  Soon your legs will tire and guess what happens them.  I laugh and walk out leaving poor helpless Amanda alone crying and sobbing into her gag knowing it will only be a matter of time before she hangs herself.