I was swollen and briefly wondered how I would explain this radical change to my mom. “That’s it, nice and gentle…little circles around my cl...itty…be nice and rub my hot little clit…” Gwen moaned. She still had one leg off the bed, but was now lifting her body slightly off the bed. Her head leaned back and away and she breathed heavily. After about twenty or thirty little gentle circles she took my fingers away and moved them downward to her tight flapped lips and then upward and inside. "It was because you were lonely," Jeff said.Jane stared at him. "Yeah. Yeah, that's it exactly, it's..." She sighed. "I used to have friends, but I don't know where they went." Away," Jeff said. "Because you were scared."At another time, she might've been angry. "Scared of what?" Scared of being judged," he said. "Anyone who comes near starts to judge; that's just the way humans are. But you couldn't bear to be judged unworthy, so you didn't let anyone near."It's like he knows me, she. "In future mother you will be the one giving these instructions when Lucy deserves to be punished. Mark this though. it is your right to punish her merely because you feel like it and whether she deserves it or not. It is your will and your desires which are paramount here. Lucy's body is yours to do with as you wish."As I had been speaking Lucy was complying with my orders and now she had adopted the position which I had ordered and was kneeling naked before my mother with her head bowed and. There was nothing to do to really prepare for the meetings, unless there was special instruction. But the typical, was always arrive with no panties on. That alone, the authority of being told what to do was excitement all in its own. Preying on the ones with authority, or at least authority when I was alone with him. I don’t know what he was like in his daily life, I could only assume that he maybe more of a middle man in a working class field, depended on for some things, but mostly.
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