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 Fitting Punishment One

   It was 9.00pm in the evening, on the day my Father had Died.  It had
been a long day and at last Mother and I were alone.

   Mother had been up since early hours, she was obviously tired and
drained, and yet she still looked sexy, some women have it, that
unquantifiable sexiness, and my mother has it abundantly.  Father had been
rushed into hospital, she had woken me to let me know what was going on,
and I am ashamed to say I drifted back off to sleep.  My Aunt Jane woke me
at 6.30 am to let me know Father had gone.  The rest of the day was filled
with visitors and calls, the huge amount of activity tended to take our
minds off our grief until we were alone.

   "David I need to talk with you, Please."

   My petite Mother walked steadily out of the lounge, following her I
watched the tightness of her ass, in her fitted Navy Skirt, then looking
down I looked at her shapely legs and her small feet encased in a pair of
black court shoes, on reaching the dining room my Mother Angela, seats
herself in her usual spot just inside the door, closest to the kitchen so
she is able to fetch and carry food and stuff.  I walk around momentarily
tempted to take Fathers seat at the head of the table, continuing on, I
stop at my normal seat opposite Mother, she is looking down at her hands, I
take in her pretty face still showing the evidence of tears, her neatly
trimmed dark brown hair, I dwell on the natural swell of her plentiful
tits.

   "I need you to punish me David."

   I was aghast did I hear her right, me punish her?

   "What to you mean I don't understand?" I ask quizzically.

   Mother looks down at her hands and continues, "Your Father and I were
making love when......."

   Her voice trails off, I listen intently, my cock hardens immediately. 
She continues, rushing her words.

   "I insisted he keep going, till I ....  well till I finished."

   "It killed him."

   Bolder, now she lowers the pitch of her voice, but not the volume.

   "I killed him for sexual satisfaction."

   " I could just as well have shot him!"

   My cock is hard, so hard I think its going to force its way through the
material of my trousers.

   My Mother is making the picture clearer all the time she is so horny to
cum, that she encourages my Father, on and on, ultimately causing a huge
heart attack.

   "He died making me cum." Her voice is low and rasping as she says cum,
my cock leaps in my trousers, my mind is off, trying to imagine her naked,
thrashing beneath my little fat Father.  I find it hard to believe this
beautiful woman would want to to cum under my podgy Father, let alone
urging him on to satisfy her, until he, collapses in pain I wish I could
have taken his place, as absurd as it sounds could I have said to him give
yourself a break Dad, let me fuck mum for you.

   "Oh David I am so terrible." I am back to the present

   "What do you want me to do?" I asked.

   "I want you to punish me." "I want you to dominate me, smack me hard
make me feel pain." "I want you to own me David."

   "From now on David I will be at your disposal, treat me like the wanton
whore I am, make me your toy."

   "As she tells me this her hands squeeze her tits, scrunching them up
before me.  She is emphasising she is mine.

   "Oh David treat me however you see fit, I want you to beat me every day.

   "David, control me."

   "Please David, beat me, treat me horribly, abuse me, make me suffer,
humiliate me as you wish."

   With that Mother stood, and moved to the head of the table, she moved
Fathers chair out of the way, she then bent over the table, her perfectly
manicured hands slid down either side of her skirt and inched it up over
her ass.

   She looked at me and mouthed Please.

   I moved around behind her, I looked with pleasure at her lacy white
knickers, and her perfect ass.  Silently thanking my Father for this gift,
I rested my hands on her ass.

   My mind was reeling with the prospect of being able to do anything, I
could ever want to do, to this beautiful woman.  Enjoying the moment I
slide my hands over both, her ass cheeks, before beating her steadily with
the palm of my right hand.  I then asked.

   "Mother does anyone else know about this?"

   "No son, How could I let anyone else know."

   "I am nothing but a Whore, and a Slut."

   "Just help me erase this pain, from my mind, I could not stand the
thought of being alone, stay with me and look after me, and later ......."
She never completed, the sentance but my mind filled it in as, "Later you
can FUCK ME."

   " Mother, from now on, you tell nobody, either about what happened, or
about what happens between us, do you understand you will never tell."

   "Mother are you sure, you want me, to take over and dominate your life,
because I will want all of you, anytime I please?"

   "Son, treat me however you seem fit, I will always do what you say, I
give myself to you, It will remain our secret till I die."

   "David punish me please." Mother murmured.

   I hoped I was ready for the challenge ahead, my Mother was a prize I had
dreamed about of often, her sexy big tits, the curve of her ass, she was
submissive now, what would it take to keep her that way?

   "First some rules Mother, each night once we are alone, I will
administer your punishment, until the funeral you will keep your knickers
on."

   "After the funeral I may ask you to remove your knickers, sometimes I
may require you to be naked, do you understand."

   She nodded her head.

   "You are ready to obey me aren't you."

   "Yes Son." She replied quietly.

   As I spoke I fiddled with my hard cock, Mothers ass was twitching, her
thighs were rubbing against each other, I wondered if this had turned her
on, was she enjoying being submissive to me.  I realized the giving of
herself to me was more than seeking atonement, I understood her in an
instant it became clear, she was asubmissive woman who needed to be
dominated.

   I beat her hard and fast, my hand hurt when I had finished, Mother stood
turned to me and hugged me close, My cock which had been hard throughout,
was now poking against her belly, she must have felt it, yet instead of
pulling away she pushed against me.  After a few moments we separated, and
both of us went back into the lounge, Mother could not face being alone so,
we stayed up all night cat napping with the television on in the
background, several times I had to excuse myself and give my self a
glorious wank.