“I wish I knew where Miller got those thin canes.” said Miss Oakes.” “But let’s see what I gave you. Bend over now.”“Please , Miss…”...What is it?”“It hurts so to bend in this.”Then I squeaked again, only louder. With a laugh themaid thrust me over by the scruff of my neck. Miss Oakes palped the welts of the previous night, and took this opportunity to ram three fingers roughly in my backside. When I stood up again she was shaking her head. “Dear me,I thought I’d hit you hard enough to keep you. Instead he sat up and looked down at me. “Safe to assume that you’ve never had hot wax poured on you?” I shook my head no. “It’s going to hurt, but don’t worry. I have a feeling that you’ll like it.” It was almost like he could read the fear in my eyes. He picked up the thick red candle from the night stand next to his bed and I pulled on the handcuffs, hoping to find a way out of this. If I had known it would end up like this, I never would’ve climbed into his bed. He tilted the candle. It was actually a little scary how well these two got along!We had a wonderful dinner and Mom told Kelly that she could come over anytime she wanted for "coffee and girl talk" or just to visit.Kelly said she would love that since she was still pretty new to the area she hadn't had a chance to make many new friends and being my mother made it all the more special. Yeah, Kelly and I had moved right past "business partners" and we were now the "it couple" of the neighborhood!Of course, being seen. I had never seen her masturbate before. She just didn't care now and this was so unlike her. It was like she had been possessed by a demon. She continued to touch herself now rubbing her folds quite vigorously and moaning quietly. She then took her two fingers and pushed into her wetness again and again.I had my right hand on my cock and I was pulling it too.She then took her fingers out of her pussy, leaned over to me and placed them into my mouth. I could taste her salty almost acidic.