"Yeah" I answered.
"Good, he still watches Thursday night football?"
"You know damn well he does."
"Tim and I will be over about the time the game starts. We’re going to need to talk with your mom. You need to make sure he watches the game while we talk with your mom," he told me.
"Ok, what are you planning?
"Don’t you worry about that." As Dave and Tim got up, mom was walking by us. I heard Dave tell my mom, "we’re going to have to have a talk about your attitude later tonight." Then they walked out of the lunchroom.
When I got home from football practice, I made sure all the cameras were operating and positioned properly. I didn’t want to miss anything watching from my tablet. I was also excited to hear the audio through my earphones. After dinner, dad and I went into the living room to watch the game. Mom decided to do some laundry and went into the basement. The doorbell rang and I answered the door. It was Tim and Dave.
"Hey mike we need to talk with your mom about the assignment she gave us today."
"She’s down in the basement," I said.
As they walked passed me Dave smiled. "Hey Mr. May. Hope you don’t mind but we need to talk with Mrs. May about the assignment she gave us today."
"Go ahead, she is in the basement. When you’re done you can watch the game," Dad answered.
"Thanks," Tim said as Dave was already headed towards the basement.
I sat down on the couch with my tablet, when dad looked at me, "Aren’t you going with you friends?"
"No, I’m not in their class. I would just be in the way. Plus, I have my own homework that needs to be done," I told my dad.
With my tablet on and earphones on I turn on the cameras in the basement. I made sure dad couldn’t see what I had on the tablet. I saw mom over by the washer loading it as Dave and Tim walked down the stairs. I don’t think mom noticed them as Dave barked, "Hey Bitch I’m pissed off!!"
Mom jumped. "Sir, you sacred me. Why are you pissed off?"
Dave pushed mom up against the washer. "Bitch you took off your choker at lunch!"
"Oh that sir, it was bothering me so I took it off," Mom answered.
Dave pushed her head down on top of the washer. "Jesus Christ you asshole stop it," mom whispered.
"I don’t remember you asking permission!" he shouted as he smacked her ass hard.
"Asshole what in the fuck are you trying to do to me? Jack and Mike are upstairs," mom said still whispering.
Dave grabbed mom’s hair pulling her head up where she was now standing directly in front of him. He was staring intently into her eyes. "I don’t give a shit if they are upstairs! Maybe I should just drag your ass up the stairs and tell them what you’ve been up to."
"No, no sir. Please be quite they’ll hear," mom was pleading.
"Get on your knees," he said sternly.
"No way sir! I told you Jack and Mike are just upstairs now get the fuck out of here," mom said as she made a move to step away from him.
Dave reached up and grabbed her by the throat, squeezing her neck until she made a slight gasping sound. The look of fear and rage in her eyes caused my own cock to swell.
"I said get on your knees bitch," as he pushed downward on her neck.
Ever so slowly mom knees began to bend her knees until they finally rested on the basement floor. I saw mom’s face was beet-red. Dave released his grasp around her neck, causing her to pant heavily as she tried to catch her breath.
"Unzip my pants," he said as he reached out stroking her face. Mom blinked up at him, not moving.
I saw Dave glance toward the top of the stairs. It sounded like maybe he said something softly, but as he turned back to mom, his hand was recoiled. I watched him land a backhand slap over her face. She slumped over onto the floor and Dave grabbed her by the face, pulling her back up onto her knees. He pulled her face right to his bulge in his pants.
"Oh God," mom moaned I’m not sure if it was in pain or pleasure.
"I said unzip my pants." Dave’s eyes blazed in anger.
"Please sir, my husband or Mike might walk down here," mom begged.
Dave’s hand reeled back and landed another sharp slap. Mom’s head turned, recoiling from the blow as her hair spun wildly.
"You will unzip my pants right now or I will punish you like you have never been punished before," he said as he reached down and grabbed a handful of hair. He brought her face to his crotch again. It looked tented, as if he were already hard inside his pants.
"Oohhhhh," mom cried out as she again resisted.
In a flash, Tim was next to Dave. Tim slapped mom hard, as Dave held her hair. She couldn’t fall to the floor, instead taking the brunt of his blow.
This seemed to do the trick. I heard mom sniffle, but she immediately reached up and began to unzip Dave’s pants. A sly smile stretched over Dave’s face as he took off his belt, dropping it to the floor. His pants sunk to the floor at his feet, the tent in his underwear throbbed.
"Now take off your top!" Dave ordered. As mom pulled off her top her boobs bounced.
Dave looked over at the dryer and saw some clothes pin sitting on top. He grabbed two of them. He squeezed the ends which open the other end and held it up in front of her face.
"Sir, what are you going to do with them? Oh, God no, I don’t think so," mom pleaded as she shook her head slightly while she stared at the open end of the clothes pin.
"Maybe next time you will follow your orders bitch," he said as he lowered the pin towards her breasts.
"Sir, please don’t," mom begged as she started struggle to free herself. Tim came up to hold her in place with a big smile on his face.
Dave’s smile broadened as he lowered the clothes pin towards her nipples. As he placed the pins on her nipples, mom moaned.
What the fuck is she enjoying this rough treatment and pretending not to? I wondered.
"Sir, please no," mom said.
Dave and Tim smiled as she begged them to stop. She knew they had the upper hand right now and for a moment, I saw fear in her eyes. This caused my cock to swell even more. He pushed, pulled and twisted the clothes pins on her nipples making sure it was going to stay on.
"Ohhhhh Goddddd," mom cried out as she bit her lip to suppress her voice.
"From now on you will do as you’re told and you won’t be punished anymore," he said.
Mom was now looking look up into Dave’s eyes as she knelt before him. "Now pull my underwear down," he ordered.
Mom reached up and placed her fingers around his waistband and slowly began to pull the elastic over his hips. She had to stretch the garment over his large, swollen cock. As soon as his dick head cleared the elastic, his erection sprung up into her face.
"Kiss my cock, bitch," he said as I watched her slowly lower her face to his cock and kiss it. Her eyes never left his.
I’m became so horny watching what was going on. I wanted to beat my meat, but I was sitting on the couch with my dad just a few feet away from me.
"Do you want to suck my cock?" Dave asked. I watched mom reluctantly nod her head yes as her lips parted and her mouth began to open.
I watched in amazement as she moved her mouth down farther and farther, taking his cock into her throat. Her lips nestled into his pubic hair at the base as she was able to take his entire length.
"Stick out your tongue. I want you to lick my balls with my cock in your throat." I heard a questioning moan from mom, to which Dave responded, "do it, slut."
The resolution on the camera wasn’t perfect, but I saw mom’s pink tongue jut out along the bottom of Dave’s shaft. She shuddered and gagged hard, but I saw her tongue stretch down to lap at his dangling sack.
"Not bad," Tim said to Dave.