Don’t wreck it on the way home.”It was funny watching her get into the truck. Mom was short at 5’4.“Want a step ladder mom?”“Nope. Just re...ember, I drove your truck before you did, and that big things come in small packages.”With that she got in and started towards the house. As we pulled in, I knew there were going to be problems, Randy was in the garage. The look on his face was one of a kid opening presents on Christmas day. He was walking to the driver’s side of the truck as mom was getting. “I want you to only respond in little yips and yaps. I don’t want big-dog growls or barks. I want to hear you bark like the pampered Chihuahua I’ve always wanted,” she said.She made me make funny little barks. I would have laughed if she wasn’t so cruel. Blair grinned wickedly and told me to get back on all fours while she checked on my cousins.I heard her go in the bathroom and yell at them for making a mess and spank their butts with her hand. I thought about leaving. I didn’t know what I. I'm now feeling more, I don't know exactly... drunk like... walking is getting tough... ...and someone pulls up... BMW... opens his window... "Hey James, looks like you need a ride home..." (James?) I think... he must know me... I must know him... I just want to get home... ...I get in... ...I'm tired. I must have had more to drink, or ate something... I don't know. But I'm falling in and out of sleep in the passenger seat... ...then I remember waking up, being helped up some wooden stairs into. ” .”…………bend tighter, I want a full bottomed cheekswell……….WHIPWHIP………. you chubby bottomed little tease………….” … WHIP………. WHIP……two more stinging reminders, delivered down low, across the fatter cheekswell of becky’s bottom lobes…. ” we have all afternoon becky, no interruptions…” … WHIP!!!……….. WHIP!!!. …….”.when I am finished with you…we’ll have an obedience test…becky..”.. WHIP!!!………… WHIP!!! Again and again I whipped her plump teenage backside , my mind lost in a haze of erotic discipline..