Mistress takes the wand away from my cock and switches off the electricity. She withdraws the dildo from my abused ass. I lie there, drained both phys...cally and mentally. The cord connected to the parachute ball stretcher is untied, relieving the stress on my balls. Mistress unclips the parachute and then gently, but purposefully massages my balls. She stretches the cock ring and pushes my balls through it, releasing them and lifts the rubber ring off my shriveling cock. Then with utmost care,. Totally naked she sat on the floor and washed her nightie and my knickers and searched and put on a new nightie and went to put her wet nightie and my knickers on the cloths line for drying. It was past 12 and we both were hungry. I asked her to serve lunch and she immediately served me lunch. But I said I won’t eat alone, you also sit with me. She also sat and luckily we had plenty of food. We both ate the food and I went to the bedroom. Kamini, cleaned the vessels and the dining table and. I’ve said some harsh things about her here from time to time. I’ve also stated that the last fifteen years or so of her life we were able to build a good relationship with each other. It wasn’t until my early twenties that I began to understand that my mom made what she thought was the best decisions she could. Once, I understood that she had done her honest best I couldn’t stay angry at her.I thought I would share a bit of her back story. It starts with my grandmother. The location is the. She usually isn't this childish, guess she really cares about her privacy. "Chris is having to sleep in the living room, and I don't hear him complaining. Your brother is the only one really getting the short stick, here, so be happy. Most families don't have this many bedrooms in the first place, it won't hurt us to help out Debbie, Jessica and Allison for a week or two. Their house was hit by a damned tornado, and like it or not family takes care of family. That's final.", mom sternly.