My Mom called. I let it go to voicemail. I ate lunch alone. I spent the afternoon watching the news, checking emails, tidying my already tidy apartmen.... The clock ticked around to six pm. I painted my nails. I sent him a text.Do you want dinner?He replied almost instantaneously.Yes. Please.I was so relieved that I dropped the pasta. I’d put it in the pan when I heard the door open. I tried to hide my relief and stormed out to greet him.“Where’ve you been?”He smiled enigmatically.“Seriously,” I. I deserve to be punished," Cecelia whined.Gillian spanked Cecelia again, she was beginning to enjoy it. She wasbecoming uncomfortably erect. She lay into Cecelia three more times, eachslap to the buttocks harder than the last."Oh! Oh! Oh!" Cecelia snivelled and tried to wriggle free.The sight of Cecelia's plump crimson red buttocks through her panties,wriggling and writhing was very stimulating. Gillian quickly ripped awayher gaff and lowered her testes into her scrotal sac. She was fully. .it was awesome!' His mother gave him a silent but angry look, bringing a plate of bacon sandwiches to the table and then replied,'The pizza was nice, son, but then things got a little too much, didn't they? I mean, you took more liberties than I was comfortable with, Mark...after all, it's your mother you're dealing with and I think...' Mark interrupted, determined to take his Mom further and further down the road to complete submission.'Look, Mom. What happened last night was nothing compared. I looked down at her for just a second and she smiled at me. It was infectious and I looked away quickly, and went to my desk. I sat down and went in to the drawer to bring out her folder. I set it on my desk and busily went through it without looking up. Looking out of the corner of my eye I could see that she seemed to want to sit down on the chair on the other side. Glancing over to acknowledge that she could have a seat I was frozen for a second by her attire which I had said is different.