Watching the overweight teenager undress was amusing, especially when the zip on her skirt got stuck and she began to panic, finally getting it undone. The girl then totally flubbed getting her underwear off. Nancy was having a hard time keeping a straight face as she struggled to undo the clasps on the practically armour plated mechanism that held those glorious boobs in place. As they fell free from their imprisonment, Nancy licked her lips. She couldn't wait to get hold of them. She forced herself to remain still remain impassive. The panties rolled down revealing a tangled forest of pale brown curls, then Kim practically landed on her backside as she tried to step out of them and almost lost her balance.<br/><br/>Nancy smiled coldly as the teenager asked if she was fast enough. "NOYOUWERENOTFASTENOUGH!" The parade ground voice was intense without being a shout. She didn't need to shout. "In fact, you were about the slowest ever!" Nancy's voice returned to a more normal tone. "I've half a mind to make you get dressed and do it again... But that would spoil all the fun. So I think we'll save that until later, and I'll just add an extra punishment to the ones I was going to give you." In fact that wasn't true. Nancy would have insisted that Kim was too slow, had she ripped all her clothes off in under half a second. Nancy walked slowly around her short fat victim. "Stand STILL!" she barked as the girl moved. "Oh yes, very nice. You are just perfect." The dominatrix smiled softly, and moved to one of her cupboards. From it she removed a soft black velvet blindfold. "This will make the experience more intense, my flabby beauty. If you cant see what is coming, you will anticipate what might happen, and your mind will begin to imagine all sorts of things." She smiled, warmly this time. "Let me pop it on for you." Her voice now was soft and gentle. She moved behind Kim and put the blindfold securely over her upper face. Soft pads fitted snugly against Kim's eyes keeping them shut, and the front of the mask covered the lower part of her forehead , most of her nose and the upper part of her cheeks, extending all the way around to her temples. Nancy fastened the strap nice and tight. and stepped back. "Touching the blindfold withy your hands counts as a yellow, by the way." She said, rather more sternly, as she pulled Kim's hands away from her face. It was a fairly normal reaction when blindfolded, to want to touch the thing taking away your sight, to want to remove it even.<br/><br/>Nancy moved in front on Kim now, still holding the teenager's hands, although she had to swap which hand held which. "Step forward, don't worry, I've got you. I promise you right now, no harm will come to you tonight. I will hurt you but I think you want that. You want to experience pain and pleasure combined. But nothing I do will cause you any damage." Now Nancy's voice was hypnotic, a soft purr, Kaa the snake singing<i><a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.youtube.com%2Fwatch%3Fv%3DfZY8jUuEzJQ&amp;hash=05fa40e7703c88ccd080882d9baa0bc1" href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fZY8jUuEzJQ" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Trust in me, just in me</a></i>to Mowgli. She guided Kim to the side of the bed, told her to stop. "Now, bend forward, from the waist. Let me guide your hands. The bed is in front of you, there, feel it? Good, put your weight on your hands, now spread your legs slightly. A little more. That's perfect. Now, don't move."<br/><br/>Kim was now bent forward at the waist, her feet just under a metre from the bed, her hands on the edge of the mattress. And her breasts were dangling freely, two enormous juicy ripe fruit hanging from a branch, waiting to be plucked. Nancy stepped back, picked up a hair tie and gathered Kim's locks. together. She swiftly and expertly plaited the long bottle-blonde hair into a braid that reached just past the teen's shoulder blades. "In future, the first thing you will do when you see me, is you will plait your hair. That will be a signal to me that you want to play. If you don't plait your hair, I will leave you alone." Nancy finished the plait off with the hair tie. "You can use that as a signal that you're not well, or on your period, or just not in the mood..." She giggled and gave the plait a sharp tug, then let it go. "A plait like this can be a useful bondage tool too, but not tonight." She smiled and stepped back, then blew gently on the small of Kim's back, right in that little depression where the nerve ganglion is.<br/><br/>She could move softly when she needed to and her feet made no sound on the soft carpet. She put her right forefinger in her mouth, wetting it, then touched the tip to Kim's left buttock, tracing a circle with her saliva. She moved again, silently, until she was standing to the girl's left. Unable to resist any longer she grabbed Kim's left breast in both hands, her move sudden and hard, swashing the soft, dangling flesh, grasping it about two thirds of the way down where it was at it's widest, squeezed hard, pulling down, lifting up waving it forward and backwards (side to side for Nancy).<br/><br/>The former soldier got herself under control again and stepped away, her hands releasing the breast. She stood back for almost a minute, torturing herself as much as Kim, with the anticipation. What to do to the girl... An evil smirk crossed her face and she made a clicking noise with her tongue as she moved to the cupboard again.