The wind seemed to be picking up and I could see the corn fields sway to the rhythm of the breeze. I quickly pulled out a tissue from my purse to dry ...y crying eyes before getting home. Otherwise I knew my mother would interrogate me with a dozen of questions on why I was crying.I was almost arriving home but I felt I needed to cry just a bit more. I decided to pull over to the side of the road. I put my head on the steering wheel sobbing like a small child. I closed my eyes hoping all this. She put that in the machine and switched on the TV. One of her favorite movies was playing. She was watching that.I went and made popcorn and placed it on the table and sat beside her. She lay on my lap and we watched the movie till the end. (Usually, we used to do this. She always uses my lap as her pillow when we sit on the couch and watch TV). It was a funny movie though.She asked, “Dee can we go somewhere for dinner? I am not in the mood to cook anyway.” I said, “I will cook, senorita, just. My shrieks and screams were muffled by the gag in my mouth but everyone in that room heard my pain. She was relentless, smacking me first with the paddle and then with her hard bare hands and whipping me with every conceivable type of whip until I thought that I would pass out from the pain. When she was finally finished with my ass, she let my ankles go free and tied them to two other poles, so that I was spread eagled out on the floor. She then proceeded to sit on top of me, with her pussy. Dane's face fell."I was hoping you and I could be alone together today, Mom," he said."I know you did," Jodie said sternly, "and that's why I'm glad Craig called. I think you can understand that, Dane." Yeah," he grumbled, "I understand, all right."He went off to the living room to get himself together. He knew he had to be patient with his mother. He wasn't going to get anywhere by forcing her into things. So he'd have to be patient today, be nice to Mom's boyfriend, and try to act mature and.