I’m a 36-year-old single mother with one son. My piece of shit ex-husband left us nine years ago. We got married just out of college and a year l...ter at the age of 22, my son, Ethan, was born. Almost from the moment I got pregnant, my husband stopped almost all affection. Men don’t seem to understand that during pregnancy our hormones are swirling like crazy and we are hornier than ever. However, there are a lot of men who either just can’t stand the sight of a baby bump and any added. I felt humiliated.As I returned home that day I was furious! My limit of tolerance for thiscrossdressing world I was trapped in had come to an end! I was going totell my Step...I mean Molly that her forcing this degradation on me wasover. I approached Molly in the living room and I was ready to finallyput her in her place. She could see that I was angry and she startedspeaking before I had the chance to give her a piece of my mind.She said, "Nathan dear, whatever you are upset about is very. Until now we have never met anyone like you." Robert said."So I take you want me to accept the both of you?" Chenosh said trying to hide a smile that threatened to creep onto her lips.Both men knelt on both knees before her and Robert said, "If it would please you mistress."Raising an eyebrow Chenosh said, "Very well."Crossing to the front of the couch, she sat down."Come here ... the both of you." Her voice was calm and purposeful. Once the both of them came into view, they watched as she. .!”The second smack landed on top of the first, and I groaned, “TWO..ooo!”The third smack hit the lower curves, and I rose on my toes while shrieking through gritted teeth, “ThrEEEE!”The fourth landed on top of the third, and I rose on my toes again, and gasped, “AAAGGG…FORRRR!”The fifth smack landed across my thighs, just below the curve. I rose on my toes and opened my mouth and shrieked, “IIIIIIIIII…. FIIIIVE!”Each of the remaining forty five smacks were met by ever-increasing indications.