You dont want that

'I am sorry but I would rather not. It dosnt feel right since you are not actually my mom.'

'I can understand you feel like that might be strange. But I will have to insist that you call me that. I think it will really bring us closer together and make us and your father feel like a real family.'

You still think that calling her mom, would be a disrespect to your late mother so you stand your ground.

'Sorry but I cant.'

'I didnt think this would be such a problem for you. I am sorry but you leave me ****. I guesse I will have to change your mind.'

With that she lifts the hairbrush high above her head and brings it down to your already sore and red bottom. She starts to spank hard and fast really puting a lot of power behind her swings. You feel great pain and in less than a minute you are in tears. By the end of two minutes you are sobing. She continues in the same rythem while telling you.

'You can end all of this. Just grant me this request.'

'I cant... sob. I am sorry.'

'Well then I am sorry too.'

With that she starts to concentrate on your sit spots and thighs and in a matter of seconds you are bawling and start to twist and kick your legs. She again puts her leg over yours and continues to spank you like this for another 2 minutes. Then she pauses resting her hands and brush on your back.

'Dont you think that is enough. Why are you so stubborn when it comes to this?'

'I am sorry... sob sob, but you are not my mother. She is dead... sob, and calling you that just wouldnt be right.'

You expect a new barrage of spanks but instead she just pats your head and turns it towards her.

'Listen to me. I am not going to replace your mother or steal her spot. She will always be your birth mother and nothing can change that. I am simply asking you to accept me as your family and calling me mom would show me that.'

You listen to this reasoning and it sounds logical so you decide to do it.

'Ok, if that is the case...'