I decided, with more than a few reservations and with more than a few knots in my stomach, to approach mom Saturday afternoon when I knew my dad would...be at work. Yeah, he's one of those dads who loves his job more than his family. When Saturday finally rolled around, with not a drop of saliva left in my mouth, and a heart ready to explode, I called out to my mom.She came walking in from the den: "What is it, honey?" Well . . . I . . . er . . . need you to watch something. It'll only take a. As we were rocking out, I sought out Lanie, and turned it up another notch. As I took my hand out of my pocket, I grabbed her hand danced around a bit with her, then faked one of those dancing with the stars type couples dance. When we intertwined our legs I could have sworn she rubbed her crotch against my leg. Then she did it again, she was trying to hump my leg! As she turned around, I slapped her on the ass, and said let’s get a drink. As we went to the bar, I turned the vibrator down. “Sue this is what is going to break you in, now get on the table” “Mistress I don’t think I can” SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK The smacks fell on her tits and she was in agony, her nipples hurt so much “I was not giving you a choice sub just get on the table” Sue held onto the table for support, she was sobbing, she knew she had no choice, so she got on the table. “On your back, arms above your head and legs wide open” Sue did as instructed, as she did not want more punishment. Mistress secured. I turned and surveyed the room, my eyes drawing me to the desk. Becky's picture was turned face down. I picked it up and looked into the smiling eyes of my girlfriend from years ago. Would I ever see her again? What would we say to each other?The envelope containing the three pips caught my attention. I emptied the envelope to make sure they were still there. Karen Parker's image popped into my mind. Her strong thighs and tight ass were her best assets. It had been two years since I'd seen her..