1. 51 Penny and rick pt 3


    Date: 8/19/2015, Categories: BDSM, Fetish, Hardcore, Author: alibodge, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    51 Penny and rick pt 3 Friday afternoon came and school was agony, old Benson, the master droning on about the roman occupation for hours on end, and then double maths a torment to any scholar, especially while his mind was flitting round that outhouse, mingled with images of his mother, fleeted across his brain despite desperate attempts to concentrate. The clock dragged its hands round seemingly slower than it had ever before, the teacher, a Miss Derbyshire, was frumpy and single, still she featured in most of the schoolboys dreams, and Ricky was no exception , his mind still really on the outhouse, not maths flitted across the teachers tweed rump, wondering what it would be like to swish his mothers whip at the her, would she scream, would she enjoy it, would she BANG the board rubber hit him and brought him back literally with a bang to her class, “Ricky South, do you want detention” she screamed, to the classes enjoyment, his mind reeled, detention , god no I don’t want to even be here! Instead red of face he whispered “no miss” which she made him repeat louder, to his intense embarrassment, she then swept on about algebra, as if they would use it daily in their lives as gardeners, cowmen, and tractor drivers! The bell was the welcome relief it always was, but for him it was like a starting gun. His old bike rattled as he rode just too fast on the track to the cottage, indoors he ripped of his school clothes, donned working clobber and set about his chores with a will, ...
    Penny he knew would have gone shopping on the local bus, the chores over he started on his homework, it would never do to have her find it undone she probably would cut off his treat, unthinkable, he glanced at the clock regularly. The bus was due at six, at a quarter too, he set off and was waiting her at the track end and it had been a long wait for him when the bus slightly late, rumbled up at five past Happy now his strong youthful arms relieved her of some of her heavy bags, and together they walked in the gathering gloom towards the distant cottage. She asked about his day “slow“, he replied, “very slow and very boring” She knew the weekend `adventure’ was playing on his mind he having being more restless as the week progressed; she asked him “if he had made a decision yet, if he wanted to watch her client use her?” It was an unexpected question he was still unprepared for and stuttered that “he was still unsure; he knew he would hate to see her used and hurt, but on the other side he wanted to watch and enjoy the spectacle of the pain, if only to understand!” She stopped and faced him, “you must forget it`s me your mum, and just think of me as a someone else or just a piece of meat when we are in the playroom, forget I am your mother or your lover, or whatever you think I am, just think that I am a woman that enjoys the pain, and you will be able to cope” He smiled wanly at her, thanked her, and then asked if they could get on as the bags were stretching his arms and ...
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