A Very Successful Attitude Adjustment..Part 2... Birdie.

When I arrived home from uncle Phil's (who wasn't really my uncle), my mom greeted me with a warm hug. With a look of concern, she said "I hope your maintenance discipline didn't hurt too much."

I replied "No, Mom, not too much at all. Just right actually. Just enough to help me keep my inner brat under control." We both grinned. "And besides mom, uncle Phil rubs away a lot of the pain afterwards with a cool soothing cream."

"What hurt the most, Mom, was when after he first disciplined me, uncle Phil asked me why did I hurt you because Mike went away to college? I had no answer for him, Mom. I felt so ashamed of my behavior."

"I'm so sorry for being such a brat, Mom. I love you so much. Thanks for sending me over to have Uncle Phil discipline me. I definitely deserved it. His strict discipline and his tender aftercare have helped me want to stay on my best behavior."

As time went by, I grew to enjoy my weekly maintenance dates with uncle Phil more and more. As long as my mom was pleased with my behavior, I could expect mild discipline followed by whatever form of massage I wanted. I especially enjoyed my pussy massage and then being so delightfully fingered every which way.

My mom was amazed with the new me. Always happy and very well behaved. We grew very close again and talked about almost everything like we did before. One day, I shared with her that, after my birthday (when I turned 18 last spring). I gave Mike a box of rubbers so he could make a woman out of me. I even shared with her how much I enjoyed the wonderful foreplay and sexual activities. She smiled and gave me a big hug and said "we don't have to share this with your father. You know how men are." Lol.

Another time, I grinned and asked her what she would wear if dad ever sent her over to uncle Phil's for a spanking. She giggled and said "let me think about that for a minute." Then she replied, with a big smile, "I would wear a blouse and a skirt or a nice dress with high heels, stockings and some very sexy underwear." Then she pleasantly surprised me with "let's see what you already have in your closet and then go shopping." She smiled and gave me a warm hug.

"I love you so much, Mom" I replied. It was fun shopping together again. We augmented my wardrobe with two stylish blouses and two nice skirts. She also got me a beautiful dress that I could also wear for dress up occasions. The most fun, by far, was when we were in the lingerie department.

She picked up a couple of very skimpy lacy thongs with very sexy matching bras. I loved them. I couldn't wait to pull off my dress and model them for Uncle Phil. Of course, I would always remove my thong upon arrival so it wouldn't be in the way of any sexy aftercare. Lol.

She even picked out a garter belt and some lovely lacy stockings. She picked up the garter belt and said with a smile "you could wear this under your skirt or your dress with stockings and have your panties already removed if you like."

I loved that idea. Go mom. I smiled and gave her a warm hug and said "I love you, Mom, so very much.

I wasn't sure which sexy outfit to wear for my next discipline session. I decided on a new blouse and skirt, my new garter belt with lacy stockings and my new lacy bra with the matching lacy thong. I felt very sexy and confident. My mom and I shared a knowing smile and a warm hug as I left for my maintenance spanking.

I could tell she enjoyed seeing me off for my discipline looking good and feeling good. And she was always so thankful to see me return happy to continue enjoying my life with my joyful smile and pleasant demeanor.

Uncle Phil smiled and asked me what the special occasion was when he saw me all dolled up. I told him that my mom and I are doing a lot more things together now. I told him how she took me shopping for some new clothes and I wanted to wear them. I said "I hope you don't mind" as I removed my skirt.

As he saw me in my new blouse, heels, lacy stockings, lacy garter belt and my skimpy lacy thong which I quickly removed, he replied "mind? Of course, I don't mind. You look great. I didn't realize what a beautiful and sexy young lady you are. Let's skip the spanking and paddling over my lap."

"I want to take you out dancing - in the kitchen. We will start with a little reminder of why you don't want to be seriously strapped again. Then I will show you some more enjoyable dance moves, Just a minute." He was back soon with the soothing cream and some warming oil lube.

I rested my upper body on the counter. With my heels on, my bottom and my wet with anticipation pussy were raised behind me in a very accessible manner. He took his place behind me with his stiffer than usual bulge in his trousers and his strap in his hand.

He strapped me soundly on my bottom until my ass was automatically wiggling all around in a futile attempt to avoid the next swing of his strap. When his strapping and my strap-dancing ended. he rubbed the soothing cream onto my warmed bottom. Then he wiped his hands with a towel and put some of the warming oil on his fingers and massaged my excited wet pussy.

"This next dance step is a dance of pleasure. I will finger you gently and then hold my hand rigidly still so you can control the movements of my finger inside you by moving your body into or away from my finger. Would you care to dance?" He asked. As he inserted his rigid finger into my warmed pussy, his finger inside me felt better than ever as the warming oil enhanced my enjoyment.

After some exquisite fingering, he withdrew most of his finger. Wanting him deeper inside me, I simply pushed my pussy toward him and felt him enter. I did a very delightful slow dance of bringing his finger further in and back out of me. It felt different to have control of his finger inside me. I loved it. I could grip his finger with the walls of my warmly oiled pussy and be pleasured by his finger every which way at my direction.

I was so very horny. It had been a long time since I had a release but I no longer enjoyed pleasuring myself after knowing the joys of being in a tender loving relationship. I'd much rather be pleasured by a man. I had never asked uncle Phil to bring me to orgasm and he never offered. Now, I had a very enticing way of bringing myself to orgasm using his rigid finger after some very erotic fingering. Perfect for the situation.

As if he could read my mind, he resumed control and I relaxed and enjoyed being skillfully fingered for a very pleasant interlude. Then he withdrew most of his finger and returned the control to me. As I resumed enjoying the incredibly delightful sensations of finger-dancing, I began to moan - softly at first. As I started to increase the dance tempo, my moans grew louder and louder as I was swept away in a long, joyful and powerful release. Lol.


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