My son has gotten everything ready for us, he’s the one who made this dream possible. This breeding ring will be the best thing to ever happen to me and having my just as twisted as I am son with me, makes this priceless. I hope you can see my vision too. It’s perfect, soundproof even. I’ve got cages, toys and torture devices. I’ve got plenty of drugs for the ones that I need to knock out too. And beds with straps to hold each and every one of them down. I have a runway, and in the backroom that is for preparing the girls to be bought. They are taken easily usually by me, or my son. They never suspect and old woman like me to be as sinful as I am, they walk right into my trap. That’s when I have to clean their little bodies and makes sure they have no hair anywhere. I braid their hair almost like a loving grandmother but that couldn’t be further from what I truly am. Some might call me a monster, and some might call me sick, but do I care? Absolutely not! I am here to breed these little bitches, make more and more of them for my army of fuckdolls with my son by my side. They are here to be sold and auctioned off and they are here to be snuffed out if they cause too much trouble. I don’t care, I do what I want and this is exactly what gets this cunt dripping wet. Soaking my panties and waiting to hear their screams.