As I was walking to the house carrying my top, I decided to drop my shorts and carry them also. At the door, I laid my clothes on a bench and took my ...oots off. Just inside the kitchen to the left is the laundry where I tossed my clothes in the dirty laundry.The clothes would have to be washed later that night while I was relaxing. Sneeking in mom’s room I checked out her night stand, finding she had a ‘Rabbit’ vibrator and flipping it on but it hardly did anything. It sounded like the. She picked up the dress. "You humans wear too many clothes." She said. "This dress, lovely as it is, is too confining." She looked at Harlen. "I should help you disrobe, as well." She said, reaching out and unfastening his belt. His arms were occupied with the cloth bundle and he could not stop her.She knelt before him, and pulled his pants down to the tops of his boots. "I think you felt confined, as well." She said, running her slender fingers up his thighs and taking hold at his root. She. I pulled my blue dildo out of our “toy box” under the bed. Just the sight of me laying back with my legs spread, my juicy pussy, and “Blue,” my life-sized dildo was enough to make him moan with anticipation. I knew that I was going to have to take care of myself since his hands were still tied wide apart on the bed. I started by slowing rubbing my clit with just the tip of Blue….it was already enough to make me want to cum, but I wanted to make sure this was something he was not going to. Of course, as I write down rule 1, this is always fresh in my mind having happened only moments ago. The embarrassment at stripping for discipline always edges in front of the trepidation I feel at my impending spanking, at least temporarily.Next comes "The discipline is mine and mine alone." Deep down I know this is true. I do have a safe-word, and I have no doubt that if I used it Daddy would stop. But I never have. Even as I fret about how much a spanking hurts I know how much better it.