Her spanking earlier was a walk in the park compared to this beating and I was soon crying. She cooed and told me that Mommy was very proud, but that ... should beg her to dress me as her little sissy girl. I looked back over my shoulder and she grinned at me, but I told her that I wouldn’t be humiliated like that. She just winked and said that I’d regret being so silly.The next stroke was even harder and crossed the first. I wailed, but she just used my pain as encouragement, as she struck. Something was taking control of her muscles. I was. I'm a psychic, of sorts. I can control and sense a person's body with my own mind. Since the mind is in the brain, I can usually sense their thoughts as well, but the brain is usually too intricate for me to change someone's thoughts or feelings. It requires a special time in their life, with special circumstances."I'm going to give you something you really really want," I told her, as I rubbed at my crotch. She was sitting down and peeling. I went to my room to call Brian. He said he had to work late. I told him I was in a very horny mood and I need to be fucked by him badly. Brian told me, he would rather be fucking me, then to be training a bunch of new k**s. I then told him, I was going to see if Scotty would be available to fuck tonight.Brian said that Scotty and his new girlfriend Linda were going to the drive-in with some of their friends. So I guess that leaves me with daddy.I told Brian what I was going to do to. Maybe a few beers, alone. It got so bad that I now push people away instead of asking them over. I craved the empty house. The whole couch to spread out on. The large pizza all to myself. A 6 pack that would last 2 weeks, not 4 hours.Now, this upstart of a woman; this invader of my loneliness, this shatterer of my routine proposed I do something. With HER. My mind almost couldn't handle the possibilities. Or, for that matter, her motivation. I was a selfish, self centered, egotistical, loner.