"Come on yousilly girl," she said to the nurse. "You have had enough rest. It's timefor you to prepare dinner." She helped her sub to her feet and ...they leftthe room.Dr. Carter sat down in the chair Mistress Beth had been using and crossedher legs at the knee. "Ok Linda, you've had time to think about what Idid to you. Do you have any questions?"Linda pondered her situation. "Not really Mistress Carter. Yourexplanations were thorough. While I am not a fan of the septum piercing,I accept. For the next month mom was pretty quiet when I was with her. She’d usually have a blank look on her face, which I’m sure was her considering what I had asked her for. Even with the nervousness I was feeling around her I still could not get her ass out of my mind. Now that she knew how I felt about her ass it was almost always at the forefront of my mind.To make things worse, I think mom was deliberately teasing me. She seemed to wear more clothes to show it off AT HOME. She used to only wear. Her past the shoulder blonde hairshined in the harsh lights of the library. Her mother even let her dyeit when it started turning darker when she was 15. Although we wore thesame size 12 dress she had more of a traditional hourglass figure with atrim waist and flat tummy. She could have even gotten away without agirdle but her mother insisted she wear one. At least her mother hadgotten her some panty girdles and allowed her colorful lingerie andfoundations rather than the stark utilitarian. "Get on yourknees," he commanded. Once I was down on the ground, he walked up to meand stood so that his semi-erect dick was inches from my face. "Lick it,"he commanded, but I was too disgusted at the idea to move. It smelledmusky and a little like fish. It was definitely not something that I wasinterested in doing, but he had other plans. When I didn't immediately doas I was told, he slapped my face hard. "I said lick it!" he bellowed atme, but still I was too grossed out at the thought. He.