Quick retreat

With Mom being back in the conversation now that she had thought Lucy was talking to her, you Lucy and Sarah were left stuck in figuring out how to react.

Sarah still had her lips tightly wrapped around the tip of your cock as if she didn’t dare to move and Lucy seemed frozen in place as well, leaving it up to you to steer the conversation.

“That sounds nice. I’ve got a shift at the gym but if you are still watching it by the time I’m back I can come join you. It depends on the show I guess” you slightly rambled, trying to fill the silence as you tried signalling to Sarah.

You carefully reached down and tried to tap her shoulder as a way of getting her to move while you had Mom’s attention, your words barely covering the sound of a small sound as Sarah’s lips were no longer wrapped around your shaft.

Once she was free, Sarah seemed to realise she had gotten under the table to find something so she popped back up on her side of the table, slightly clanking her knife against her plate as if that had been what she dropped.

That sound quickly drew Mom’s attention towards Sarah, making her turn in her direction to see what was going on.

“Sorry, dropped it. I can watch it with you if you want while we wait for Max?” Sarah said, deflecting the conversation back to Mom as she started to eat what was on her plate.

“That sounds great” Mom replied with a smile, looking happy to spend some time with her daughter.

Mom turned back to face you all and you could see Sarah take a breath as she got away with her lie, taking a moment to recompose herself when the attention wasn’t fully on her before she spoke to Mom again.

“What’s it about anyway?” Sarah asked, repeating your question that had been interrupted.

“Oh yes. Well, from what Grace has told me, it’s…” Mom started to explain, mainly focusing on Sarah as she gave her description but occasionally looking over as you had also asked.

With Mom now actively involved in the conversation again, you were expecting Lucy to not do anything until you all noticed a moment to continue but as you were still trying to eat what little food was still on your plate, you felt Lucy’s hand creep over onto your bare thigh.

If she had given you a signal or some sort of warning, you were sure you would have let her do what she wanted but from the surprise, your leg twitched and your knee hit the bottom side of the table with a loud clatter.

Mom’s story stopped and you had to restrain yourself from not reacting any further to the pain, clenching your fists in the process.

“Sorry… I thought I felt something crawling on me and tensed up.” you said with your eyes closed, trying your best to stay level-headed.

Lucy also seemed to be struggling to stay silent but she couldn’t resist the urge to let out a chuckle to herself as she was the only one other than you who knew exactly what had happened.

“What’s gotten into the both of you? Max, are you okay?” Mom asked, her sympathy making you feel slightly guilty now that the initial pain was wearing off.

“I’m fine, I'm fine. Just… I need a minute” you replied, feeling the initial rush turn from the bang and into a dull ache.

Lucy was still unable to control herself but that only seemed to be making Mom more suspicious that something was going on that she wasn’t aware of. That however was the exact opposite of what you wanted to happen so even with the mix of emotions running through you, you needed to find a way to settle this.

“Mom, really I’m fine. It’s just probably going to bruise. I think Lucy just likes laughing at my misfortune.” you added, elbowing Lucy in an attempt to finally get her to stop.

“Well, you are the one in charge of punishments. I think she needs one for making a scene” Mom replied, her harsh tone telling you she was serious.

The smile that had been on Lucy’s face seemed to disappear at the hint of a punishment and she glared at Mom as if she was warning her to change her mind.

“Are you sure? I know I can give out the punishments but you have to say they are needed” You asked Mom, wanting to confirm her decision.

There was a moment of silence while Mom and Lucy stared at each other, each not looking like they were going to back down. With Lucy not folding however and showing no hint of remorse, that seemed to cement Mom’s decision.

“Yes, you can punish her” Mom confirmed, looking certain in her decision.

Lucy then looked in your direction as if she had found her next target to direct her anger towards but you already had an idea of what you wanted to do.

“Eat your dinner first and then we will see” you urged, getting a nod of approval from Mom as she was happy you weren’t ignoring the food she made.

“I’m done anyway” Lucy shot back, letting her fork clatter onto her plate as she was still argumentative.

You still weren’t sure why Lucy’s mood could change so drastically when it came to Mom but currently, it was something you could take advantage of. You gave a deep sigh to try and convey that you didn’t want to do this but inside, you were enjoying having a bit more control over Lucy than you normally did.

“Fine. Lucy, first you’re gonna strip and then get under the table to give me a blowjob. You were making fun of Mom for it earlier so it seems like a fitting punishment” you explained, leaving the table silent.

Lucy opened her mouth to complain even before she heard your punishment but stopped herself as you spoke. She quickly caught on to your plan but with you adding her nudity to the punishment as well, you could see that she was hesitating.

“Otherwise what? What are you gonna do?” Lucy complained, putting your authority into question.

This had been the first time that someone had actively refused to take a punishment from you so now you had to back up your newfound role in some way. There were some obvious ways to annoy Lucy even more than you already had but you didn’t think that was the right way to get her to back down. Plus, even you didn’t want to have to resort to some of those methods, not finding any fun in choosing them.

Instead, you needed something that Lucy wouldn’t like that was only slightly worse than getting her to strip, something she knew you could do even if she didn’t agree to do it herself.

It took you a moment to come up with an idea but you made sure your eyes stayed locked on with hers, not wanting to back down from her now that she had gone against you.