My strike left an imprint of my hand on her cheek.She shuddered. Her nostrils flared, her lips parted, breath coming in short huffs. Yet her nipples w...re erect, and she gave me a small smile.She enjoyed this play.I screamed at her. “Bitch, whore!”She smiled more broadly and wriggled in her chains. “Yes, my master.”Now I felt the hunger for her. I stripped off all my clothes, except for my boxer shorts.She watched, silent, her eyes fixed on the massive bulge between my legs.I slowly pulled down. Oh Auntie, please don't punish me."Once again I dissolved in a flood of sobs and tears. Auntie waited untilmy crying had subsided and placing a finger under my chin lifted my headup until I was looking straight into her beautiful blue-grey eyes."Oh Sweetheart, do you think I am doing this to punish you? Nothing couldbe further from the truth. This is truly for your own good you know. Youdo trust Auntie, Sweetie. Don't you?"It was a question I could only answer with a nod of my head. For,. On one hand, it only further proved his acquired belief that she was an overbearing, suffocating bitch who had only wanted to land a man to control. On the other hand, it made him so angry he often imagined just punching her in the face for even thinking it. He said, ‘The girl is one and a half and doesn’t keep tabs on me like you do.’ ‘No one is keeping tabs,’ Ellen looked at him, her eyes wide with frustration, ‘She waits at the door for you until bed time. She loves you so much.’ ‘And I. " He was obviously concerned aboutwhat I thought....he didn't seem to care what his mother thought.....just me. Itreally put me in a pickle and I wasn't sure what to do."I guess I could do a boy version.....what do you think?" I asked lookingfirst at Timmy and then Lori.Lori looked away....I think she was kind of embarrassed."I know you can fix it so it will look good. Please, Toni....could you dothat?" Timmy was really pleading and my heart went out to the boy.So for the last two years he has.