. Well, you just tell that you care for her too much to take advantage of her in her highly emotional and vulnerable state.“Tell her that because of...what happened, you couldn’t live with yourself if she got hurt further by doing something with you in reaction to her assault. That will stall things out at the very least for quite a while, and we can figure out things from there, Baby. So don’t worry too much,” Amber explained succinctly.I sighed contentedly as her hands then dug into my upper. Now it was time for me to get in the picture. I turned my back and took off my clothes. My erection was throbbing as it stuck straight out from my groin. I hesitated to turn back around."Come on, son. It's not like I haven't seen you naked before. Who do you think changed your diapers?" Mom was sitting on the edge of the sofa waiting patiently.I slowly turned and let her see my raging hard organ."My God, but you have grown," she gasped.It was true. Instead of the little pecker she used to see. He spent all his youth as a widower taking care of me now it is time for me to take care of him.But will he marry me? Is it ok for me to marry my dad, my love?I started spending my days thinking about my dad.I spent sleepless nights waiting to be wakened by him from my sleep by him.I wished the good night kiss moved from my cheeks to lips and I wished they never ended.I loved the warmth I get when he is around me.But how am I going to propose him..Will he accept me as his wife?I cant take a no. "The blows rain down. She stops at fifteen.My tears roll down my cheeks again. My ass is on fire."Just remember, bitch, that?s what sluts get right?" Yes, Mistress. Thank you for disciplining this naughty sissy." Wow. Your ass is fiery red. That?s got to hurt. I hope it does. Getoff you lumox. Keep your panties at your feet. You know what? I stillhate you. I think you deserve more torture. I wish Mother would let metake some pliers and smush your balls, I mean your sissy ovaries. .