Seamus knew why his family had moved this far out of the sight of other people, his father and his mother had bluntly said, "Seamus, tough times are c...ming, so it is in our best interest to remove ourselves from the midst of society until such time as civilization returns."As far as Seamus was concerned, the only redeeming quality of living so far out in the sticks was that his parents had grudgingly agreed that it was possible that he could have a dog, if they could find one that the family. WHACK! A thin line of fire landed across my hard cock and I screamed.It was fortunate that the yard was fenced. ?Look at you, Silas. You partied your way out of JulliardMusic school, and have been working as a used-carsalesman for the past eighteen years.? WHACK! WHACK! The switch gashed the glansof my penis, and I should have gone limp, but I was so damned excited. ?And before we started our BDSM relationship,? Bootsie said. ?You cheated on me constantly?and always madeinane excuses.?WHACK!. His grades had gone downhill, his attitude was terrible and she was worried for his future. It was a very similar situation that I was now having with my son."So I asked him, punsihment or reward? I'll punish him when he fails, or I'll reward him when he exceeds." She said."So you give him a handjob when he does well on his homework?" I asked."Yes. Sometimes I'll jerk him off when he does some chores too. Like if he cuts the grass and tidies the garden, I'll make him drop his pants right there. I could feel my face burning. Embarrassed and feeling foolish I mumbled “What?” “Would you like more coffee?” she laughed holding the pot out toward me. “Where the hell were you just then?” she giggled as she refilled my cup. “I was just thinking of what I need to do before my flight leaves,” I lied. “I have to return the rental, get back to the hotel to shower, checkout and of course get to the airport.” “I'll come with you,” she offered. “What? How? I mean...” my voice trailing off. What does.