Jenifer on the other was pleased how she had made her 17 year old daughter Chloe better behaved, by the use of spanking as an additional disciplinary ...ool. Of course there were lapses. Regular lapses in fact. Chloe was now far better behaved than she used to be before the discipline routine changed. Grounding and lost privileges were replaced with the far more self-satisfying experience of taking her errant 17 year old daughter across her maternal lap and a solid normally prolonged spanking. However, holding on to the belief that he does this to spite her kingdom and all she holds dear maintain naught but despair, with only the slightest glimmers of hope to keep her torment fresh. But that is all in her mind. Her body, on the other hand, begins to play along with the rape, strangely desiring more of the same despite her weakened mind's pleas, despite the pain it causes her, pleasure ripples through every orifice, through every fiber of her being. Like it or not, she couldn't get. I’d got on very well with Dan since we met at a social event — and, in secret, we’d even been ‘intimate,’ experimentally playing around with each other.So, on the first day of our visit, Dan’s mother had prepared a special evening meal to celebrate both our family friendship and a business venture they were planning. It was during the meal that I dropped a fork and it bounced under the table. I excused myself, got off of my chair, and ducked down under the table to retrieve it.While under there. Stirred then added the two tins of tomatoes. I turned off the stove and let the heat warm the tomatoes.In the mean time I had 9 pieces of toast cooked and buttered. I served the eggs dish into 3 deep soup bowls. I served the girls and put the toast on the table. Yes I forgot to give them some soup spoons. I collected the spoons and sat with the girls. Like the meal yesterday they sat with their legs touching mine. They complemented me on a lovely meal. I informed them, you have just had the one.