I had thought about piercings but it didn't do anything for me. Her pierced ears were all I would allow. Every Monday at the weigh ins I would look at...an apprehensive mother getting on the scale and realize that she wasn't so much my mother as a creature of my making, But the most important change was my mother wanted me to do her, do this, do that, do anything, she was truly mine! Like when I'd be behind her in the bathroom she would just lean back and mold herself into me, she wanted me to. Peggy fixed her father supper and afterward he went to watch the network news while she cleaned off the dinner table and put the dishes in the dishwasher. Then, knowing her father was occupied there in front of the TV, Peggy went to her room and made some minor modifications to what she was wearing to suit her sexual hotness. She removed her panties and slid on a pair of her lounging exercise shorts with the big legs. Then, she put on one of her demi-bras that opened between her shapely breasts. He demonstrated by first telling her that if Emily ever contradicted him, she must obey Emily, not him. Then he ordered her to take all her clothes off. She laughed nervously, fingered her sleeve, and refused. He amended this to taking off only her blouse, and assuring her that she was back in her own room with only Emily watching. She wavered at this and clearly didn’t want to, Emily was about to call out her veto, when the clown said ‘Never mind. You see? She didn’t do even that. She has to. "Wow, that was some load... Hmmm.. I just realized I never got your name." With a big smile on his face "Keith, my name is Keith." "Well, hello Keith, I'm Daisy. Nice to meet you." "Likewise." I got up off of my knees to sit down and I grabbed my towel I had with me to clean up. After I wiped my hands down, I make my way to my chest. "No. Don't clean that off just yet. Leave it there please. Just put your bra and shirt back on." "Why?" "I like the idea of you going back with my cum all over.