Also he could feel his chestexpanding and getting bigger, I mean really bra size.When he was in his straitjacket they did some unusual work on histeet...... they put metal bands on all his teeth and a massive facebowand headgear... they reckoned he was a bit too talkative... He couldonly splutter the words just didn't want to form. He couldn't say hisRs or his Ss without lisping... and spluttering he wondered how longthis was going to go on for...One day he saw a face he'd long since given up. She held it to my lips, she hissed “kiss it”, I could tell she was well `in the zone’ so I did and she fitted a ball gag, then, as if I had given her the consent she wanted, the first stroke fell, soft strikes, belly, chest, arms, legs, feet nothing was safe, light stinging strokes, not painful but stimulating, lots and lots, I began slowly to understand her attitude to pain, the strokes increased there was a look of intense enjoyment on her face as the strokes slowly encroached on my sex, my. Finally, I reach the ending of the path in which is at the edge of the 5 acres of a richly green meadow in which his dad owns. As I briskly stroll across the meadow with high anticipation of seeing his dad, I hear heavy machines running in his dad's huge work shop a few yards a way so, I change my direction towards that work shop with a huge rock hard erection because, I know that his dad will be heavily covered in thick safety gear due the dangers involved in the shop. I slowly creep. " I said."Oh, Charley, I..." Fair!" I said."But are you sure? I am your mother! Are you sure you want to watch me?"I started to push the bikini bottoms down."OK. Go ahead," she giggled.I pushed the bottoms down and was face to face with the thatch of brown curls on her mound. The scent of her perfume and her body made my head swim."I don't think I can do it with you watching."She closed her eyes and I knelt in front of her, my eyes fixed between her legs.She laughed and protested that it was.