From now on you go to Dr. Jones, and no more birth control. Dr. Jones will clean you out and get you on hormones that will make you horny all the time... That way, dad will knock you up in no time. I think that I will knock you up after you have his baby, you slut." What about my husband?" I asked Mr. Owens. "I own our ass now. He isn't going to knock you up for twelve years." If I have a black baby, he will say something." "That's your problem, not mine. Now shut up. I will tell you when to. "Well, you don't have to get smart with me young man, go finish yourhomework!" yelled Mrs. Monet."Yes, mother dearest." Carl said sheepishly.Carl was now flustered and it was hard to concentrate on his homeworkafter being scolded by his stepmother, but he still loved looking at herdangling high heel. After awhile, her dangling shoe fell off again, butshe ignores it and continued reading her magazine.Carl quietly asked, "Do you want me to put your shoe back on your toes?"Mrs. Monet looked. I could sense that my cousin was watching me closely every time she replayed the scene, but my eyes were glued to the TV and I had the biggest erection of my life.Finally, she left the tape frozen on the vulva and went over to my desk chair. It was only then that I noticed she was wearing a short white skirt."Watch," she said.I tore my eyes away from the blurry image to look at my cousin. She leaned back and crossed her legs. My eyes nearly fell out of my head as I got a nice glimpse of her. In fact, it’ not going to hurt me at all!”With that, the first strike landed across her rib cage. She winced and lifted her head up and turned it slightly away. The next few landed across her breasts, her nipples still clamped with the notebook binders. With each swipe of the flogger, the clips bounced, and she yelled a bit more. I then focused on her tummy, fronts of her thighs and finally her pussy. I would bring the flogger up from in front of her and make it land between her thighs and on.