Go over and get your paddle and bring it to me."I went over to the dresser, took down my paddle and handed it to my father. Without needing to be told...so I laid over my father's knee in the traditional spanking position."Right," my father said approvingly. "You will get twenty-six licks as you always do. After I'm done you are to go back against the wall and wait until I'm done with Luke. After that you'll get fifteen swats for you unacceptable behavior. Is that understood?" Yes, sir," I. This is a true story with the names changed and possibly a few embellishments.This is an adult story, which is intended for an adult audience as it is described in your jurisdiction. Well where should I start? I have craved to be dominated by a beautiful woman since I was old enough to fantasize. I have browsed fem-dom sites and read as many fem-dom stories as I could find throughout the years. I have had a couple of experiences with girlfriends throughout the years. Most of them just. So, you were much more openly intimate than most mothers and sons, though nothing incestous has transpired yet.Your hand re-laces with Mom’s, and she holds it lovingly, a caring gesture that on her part, probably means nothing, but to you, it felt like you were getting closer to your goal, especially when, hours later, after Vanessa had awoken and you had regretfully removed your hand, you arrived at the hotel you were staying at, at about 4:40 in the evening. You help your mom with her. But she didn’t stop there. She carefully removed his cock from his shorts, pulling them down expertly to his feet. He was stood in front of Becky, her face only inches from his wet, hard, throbbing cock. He couldn’t believe what was happening. He’d fantasised so many times for this moment. After all, his and Becky’s flirting had provided much of his wank-fantasies over the past few months that he’d known her. Becky leaned forward and took the end of his cock into her mouth, cupped one hand.