When the song ended, I got off the stage and walked toward my mom and whispered in her ear.“Sir, would you like a lap dance?” I said slyly and act...ng like she was a real man watching a stripper.“Yes baby I would love that,” Mom said.I stood in front of her as I put my hands all around my head and face touching all over and down to my nipples. I played with my nipples, flicking them with my finger. I rotated my hips and turned around in a full circle, slowly giving her a good view of my entire. And, then he made art of her white shimmery pantyhose from around her waist all the way to her ankles putting her feet in instant bondage, but left her matching polka dot panties in a ring around her upper thighs.“Grown women who act like teenage brats get spanked.” “Now, get back over my knee and prepare to get a sound blistering!”He hauled her face down again, lifting the hairbrush even as he noticed that there were indeed red spots on each cheek, clearly visible ovals between the panty lines. She wore me out. I fucked her at least three times that night. We finally passed out in our room around 6:AM.I woke up around 11:AM when the maid knocked on the door to clean the room. My head was pounding, my stomach was upset and my eyes hurt. I was in a tee shirt and my boxers when I answered the door. The maid was very nice and asked if we wanted our room cleaned. I woke "Tattoo Girl" up and she never got out of bed. She yelled "Tell that stupid bitch we don't need our room cleaned." The. You either do it by yourself, or take your first punishment. Come on! Any decent slut can make herself cum. If you can't even do that, your pretty worthless."I waited and watched. She was right on the edge. "Twist those nipples, Yeah! Cum for me. Squirt on the floor, just like before. Do it, squirt for me, or I will spank your ass until you cry."Right then she froze up and then shoved her hand to her pussy and rubbed her clit. She came like a flood. It looked like a dam had broken. Twice she.