If we can't talk about our problems, if we can't COMMUNICATE, then there's not much hope. Please, at least tell me why you don't want to tie me up any...ore. Don't I at least have the right to know that much?"Tom wouldn't respond, staring down at the floor, silently.I could barely take any more of his awful neglect. The final, hurtful betrayal came when he said he wouldn't be able to brutally rape me that night because his old back injury from high school had flared up. Oh my god. No rape. Now I. Maybe he could have a few hours to himself and satisfy the burning in his balls that the interrupted jerk session with horny little Marcie had produced.But as he climbed the stairs he could hear his mother's voice and the words made him curious to discover what she was doing. It sounded like she was having sex. but with who? Cautiously he climbed the final five steps and peered around the stair rail into his mother's room at the end of the hall. She was face-down on the bed, completely naked. There was some talk about my condition and they started to move me upstairs so I could rest, but I waved them off, telling them I needed to eat as I was once again starving.Mom and Anh fixed me something to eat. I didn't notice anyone leaving, but I assume Cate had to drive Kitty and Chalise home after that. Instead Natalie and Mom comforted me while Anh got me situated. I think I'd actually entered a state of shock after that. I vaguely remember overhearing a hurried conversation with Ryan. SLAP!…SLAP!… SLAP!… SLAP!… SLAP!… SLAP!… SLAP!… SLAP!… The loud swats reverberated throughout the room. This was not a punishment spanking. It was not a spanking out of anger. It was a spanking that would push Suzanne to the limits of her emotion and passion, the pain mixing with the pleasure radiating from between her legs. After Robert had given Suzanne 30 hard swats he paused. He ran his hand over her back and over her deep pink bottom cheeks. Her bottom was just beginning to swell and feel.