When I was ten, eleven, twelve, she would often wrestle with me as we played, and looking back I can still see the joy in her eyes as her sixteen or s...venteen year old body sat astride me, forcing me down, hurting me just enough to get me to cry and beg for mercy.I have no memories of any sexual association with these games; at that age I was still too young to harbor even the remotest interest in sex. But now I guess that Mary must have somehow received some sado-erotic pleasure in subduing. Red agrees so we spend the next 30 minutes piercing the edges of my inner pussy lips, the bases of my outer pussy lips, my nipples and my clit. With that done, we lead Red to the prep table so we can get started on our meal. Anna takes over the directions and I realize that I have lost all control over our meal, and possibly a lot more, to my daughter. Anna pinches the center of Red's abdomen, just above her mons and makes a small, deep cut in it from side to side. Red gasps, but doesn't. "Get up sleepyheads! Let's go see Elizabeth and Linda's zoo!" If she'd gone out, she'd taken the time to remover her clothes again — she was naked.I pulled my left wrist in front of my half open eye. Seven fifteen. I closed my eye and pulled the pillow over my head."I've got hot lattes!" Mary said. "Let's go to the zoo."I heard Linda ask Barb, "Is she always this perky in the morning?"Barb groaned. "Sometimes its worse..." Did she say 'Zoo'?" Amanda asked with a groan."ZOO!" Mary. I told you that you would never forget this lesson. I’ll be back in a little while. I’m going to take a shower and rest a bit. My arms are tired. Don’t go anywhere.’ Her arms were tired! At my ass and thigh’s expense! I stood there, miserably bent over, dreading the next punishment, and wondering what it would be. CHAPTER THREE: PUNISHMENT I’m sure my wife was gone no more than an hour, but it felt like days. I was trapped there, standing on my cramping toes in those tall high heels, bent.