Nothing was clear and thinking was an effort,let alone remembering.I put my hand behind me and gingerly drew a finger across my bum andcould feel thes... raised and painful welts. As I pressed my finger to mycentre I could feel it very damp and loose, and as I explored andpressed into it, the sensations flooded through me and as my fingereasily slipped in to too did the memories start to flood in. And then ahand went behind my neck and I realised I was not alone and glimpses ofthe previous hours. I didn’t give her time to struggle, I don’t necessarily MIND when a chick fights it, sometimes it even gets me off when I know she REALLY doesn’t want some dick, but I’m giving it to her anyway, but this time, I wanted to see resignation, I wanted to see mom’s eyes just fucking empty. I decided that she needed to know who the fuck was gonna be the boss moving forward, and so, I fixed her with that grin again, and clamped my left hand over her mouth, while taking the expedient method of removal,. She was dripping wet! Her grool was running down her leg, and when she lowered herself onto my cock, there was a string of her juices that fell onto my stomach before she lined up and plunged herself onto me facing away from me. She was on all fours on top of me and I began thrusting my hips upward into her as Tom massaged her ass cheeks and kinda watched us for a sec with a grin on his face. Once we were settled in our light fucking, Tom moved up towards my head and leaned over me to feed me. " I said.Before she could answer, Ruth interrupted. "Melissa!" she said sharply,"That is NO way to apologize! First of all you will address her as'mummy'- and that is how I wish you to address her from now onwards. Youwill speak to her softly as a young lady should and? As a gesture ofrespect, I want you to stand while you apologize and, though you don'thave an apron on, take the side of your pants in your hands and curtsey.Please?"I looked at her helplessly, subjugated beyond all belief..