"Kristin's measures turned out to be a full set of leather manacles, which she had Mom and I buckle on to Aunt Karen's wrists and ankles and then to t...he corner posts of the wrought iron bed frame, leaving my aunt naked, spread eagle and helpless."We'll order some supper, later on. Until then, we're going to leave you alone to think about tomorrow. Okay?"Aunt Karen hadn't said much, since giving me the best first blow job in the history of the world. She and Mom had talked, while Kristin was. I knew this day was coming since we introduced Karen and Glimmer. Glimmer told her that we jumped the gun. I bet Brightmist told John.”John said, “Actually, Glimmer told me, too. We talk to each other’s partner all the time. We all four talk together a lot.”I said, “Shit!”Lisa looked surprised. “You two talk to each other’s partner?”John said, “Sure. You could, too, with someone you really care about. Missus Pam or your mother would let you talk directly to their friends.”Lisa said, “Would you. I sat up on the table as Daddy reentered the kitchen. He grabbed the collar and leash from the hook by the door and in his hand were the spreader bar and some handcuffs. My mind was reeling again. “Look at me and ask for it, Little Girl.” “Please punish me, Daddy,” I said as quickly as I could. “You can do better than that,” he said. “Please punish me with the switch, Daddy?” I asked, uncertainly. “And why should I do that, my goofy little baby slut of a good girl?” Daddy’s nicknames. I was doomed. Mum asked me what had got me so aroused. I muttered the cry of the trapped “I dun know.” As she began explaining to me that I shouldn’t be so embarrassed she reached out and touched my arm as if to comfort me. What she didn’t realize was that as she leaned slightly forward I could see down the top of her nightie and could even see part of her nipple. There was no hope for me now.She told me that she was my Mum and that she understood the urges of a young teenage boy. She said I.