I came home and found my mom sobbing, she had kept it all from me but I eventually got the whole story from her. Our lives changed that day, mom got a...job and I left college and got a job in a sawmill, we refused to talk about him just carried on with our lives. Many nights I heard mom crying in her room, I tried to comfort her but she refused to listen. Christmas loomed upon us, we knew it would not be the same but we put up the decorations and sent out the usual cards to our friends. We had. If I didn’t get pregnant yesterday, then I shouldn’t today, even with no protection at all.”I didn’t know about that, but I didn’t say anything. Also, I found her phrase “if I didn’t get pregnant yesterday” to be exciting, as it did acknowledge some risk. And she was going completely without protection today.So I enjoyed – we both enjoyed – the diagonal ‘Star’ position with nothing protecting Di’s womb except the time of the month. The same was true with each new position until Di’s period did. With my lips still around the head of his cock, he leaned over to the bedside table and pulled out a bottle of lube. I had told him I wasn't interested in anal so I gave him an inquisitive look. He explained that he had a particular liking for fucking thighs. Since this didn't involve my asshole, I was happy to oblige him. He told me to hold out my hands, which I did, and he poured a healthy dollop of lube into them. He put the bottle back in the drawer and stood over me as I slathered the lube. My pussy was quivering with anticipation and more cum oozed out. “Keep your eyes open and on mine, you are not to close them otherwise you will receive more punishment. Understand?” “Yes sir,” I swallowed, nervous. “Good.” I cried out as he whipped his belt against my pussy, pain and pleasure shooting up my body. I held eye contact with him though; I didn’t dare look away. I shook as more blows came down upon my pussy, each one harder than the last. “Next- time- do- not- disobey- me,” he said.