Mom sat on one of the lounge chairs and interrupted again. “Teddy, do you think you could cream my back?” She didn’t seem the slightest bit ph...sed by the inconvenience of her request. Or her choice of words. I rolled off the ring, swam to the end of the pool and hauled myself out of the water. Mom had pulled down the straps of her swimsuit and lay flat on her stomach, waiting. Her toned body glimmered in the hot afternoon sun. I sat down on the end of the lounge chair and squirted some. The end of the leash was pressed in my open mouth and I was ordered to keep it there.Busy as I was trying to hold on to the leash around the pin on my tongue and concentrating on breathing through my nose, I missed the telltale sound of Master's belt coming off. The first blow was a complete surprise. If you have never received a serious spanking, I assure you it is not just a single sensation. At least it is not if you are at the receiving end of it. First is the sound of the belt slicing. And you know I’d show you a good time.” She blushed, she knew he was right. He was one of her best friends and had known each other for many years. She looked at his handsome face, seeing the similarities between him and her husband, she knew why she liked him. He had similar features, the way his bone structure was. He too had dark hair with dark eyes, but, unlike her husband, he was clean shaven and well groomed. She knew he was well toned because she had been to the gym with him. “Come on. ’ The words hit me like a ton of bricks. ‘What do you mean? What do you mean your … your brother?’ I stood up quickly, pulling my gown off the bed stand before moving into the lounge, a thousand thoughts filling my mind. I was angry. I had just done almost everything with this man, he hadn’t come for me. He wanted to know my child. The child I lost. Then suddenly it hit me, the only way my child could be his brother was if he was the child of the man that raped me. A rage brewed inside me and.