I was still half expecting Skip to show up and take his accustomed spot on the field.We took our positions, and the partisan crowd in the stands gave ...s a standing ovation as the referee blew his whistle to start the game. It was a great show of support for the team, and we appreciated it.Just as Coach Neville had predicted, the Hamersville Lions did try our right side at the first opportunity. Now that the game was underway, my nervousness was gone and I could see how their plays were. What choice had I? To claim anykind of manliness at that stage was patently ridiculous and, truthfully,it wasn't too difficult for me to merge into the picture as I wafted fromone task to the other, finding it easier and easier to chatter and gossipby the minute. I couldn't be certain, but a few times I seemed to feel ahand caress a sleeve or my backside. Wasn't sure who it was coming from.Then I heard the maid's bell chime. The only thing was that the summonswas for me. Ellen had explained. I was aware that punishment also turned my father on. I’d bounced on his hard cock while getting a spanking. I also knew, from the few times I watched my mother being punished, that he became aroused during that. The bulge in his pants gave it away. What I didn’t find out, until later in life, was what happened in their bedroom later. I had heard some of it, I just didn’t know what was going on then. My mother was given hard anal sex following her punishment. She did her best to take it quietly. Session with Cosette, and I know what little you did say about it. Have you had time to process it some more?Kind of. The overall idea was weird at first; especially seeing Cosette seemingly give up all control to Tony. But as it went on, I started to see the appeal of it; especially watching how happy Cosette seemed to be during it.What about after?Tony must have done a good job, because she was back to herself afterwards ... well, a little happier actually; but her reality testing seemed.