I’m his Mommy. He is eight. I found a steel ball clamp in a junk shop and I bought it for £10. It was used by South African Police in apartheid days to force a confession out of Black criminals. It was one hundred per cent effective, so the shopkeeper said. After one application of the clamp, the suspect would piss in his pants when he saw an officer approaching with the clamp in his hands, ready to inflict sheer agony. I want to give my sweet little boy a taste of what the clamp does. Then I want to control him with it. Any disobedience or impropriety will mean the knickers will come down (he wears pretty pink girl’s knickers) and a squeeze. [email protected]
