Punishment Due

Her voice was quiet, but intense and menacing.

"I understand Mommy."

She smiled, then took my hand and marched me into the shop.

We entered, and Mom told me to wait while she went over and talked to one of the salesgirls. The shop was clearly just about to close, and once the last customers had left, another salesgirl went and locked the doors. Mom beckoned me over, and we went into the back so as not to be visible from the front. There were two people there, who Mom introduced as Barbara, the manager, and Joanna, the assistant. I recognized Barbara as the woman who had helped Mom the previous day, and I was pretty sure Joanna had been there too. They were both smiling at me.

"Since Barbara and Joanna were the ones who witnesses your little joke yesterday, I thought it only fair that they should help to punish you. After all, it was hardly good for their business to have something like this happen. So I think you should apologize to them."

I blushed, then looked up at the two smiling women.

"I-I'm very sorry if I caused you any embarrassment, and I'm sorry if it caused any trouble for your shop."

Barbara smiled at me.

"That's alright, apology accepted. You realize that we're going to have to punish you?"

"Yes Barbara."

Barbara turned to Joanna.

"Did you find something appropriate?"

Joanna grinned at her.

"Oh yes, I think I've found just the thing."

She turned and opened a box on the seat next to her, taking out a leather paddle.

"Just right for spanking naughty boys with!"

Mom turned to me, and I stared at her in horror.

"Oh yes. I've decided that Barbara and Joanna are both going to put you over their knee and spank you. Now take your clothes off!"

I realized why Mom made me wear panties! I also remembered her warning to play along. I slowly undressed, removed my shoes and shirt first, then lowered my shorts. So, red with embarrassment I lowered my shorts and revealed the lacy panties. Joanna giggled, and I heard a sharp gasp from Mom. Barbara looked puzzled.

"Aren't those a bit feminine for him?"

Mom looked shocked.

"Yes they are! Because they're mine! I knew the little pervert jerked off in my panties, but never knew he wore them!"

I blushed, partly because of the shame at being seen in my Mother's panties, but also because it was true that I had jerked off in her panties a few times. I had always been careful, and was sure she never knew of my little habit. Clearly I had been wrong!

I wasn't sure if Barbara was taken in by this little twisted game, but Joanna was. She stared at me in fascination and to my disbelief I felt my cock start to tingle and become slightly erect in the panties. Barbara reached over and touched my Mother's arm.

"Never mind dear. Let's get on with it. You can sort the rest out at home."

She turned to me.

Come on, little panty boy! Get your panties down and bend over Joanna's knee. It's time we warmed up that little ass of yours!"

I quickly removed the panties, and placed myself across Joanna's knee. Barbara handed her the leather paddle, and she to it gingerly. She rubbed the cool leather teasingly over my cheeks, enjoying her new found power. Then I felt the paddle lifted, only to come crashing down with a terrific WACK!

I yelped, and heard Joanna giggle. She rapidly struck me twice more, then paused.

"Mmmm, look at his ass turn red!"

"Get on with it, Joanna! Spank him, or let me have him!"

There was an intensity to Barbara's voice chilled me to the bone. Joanna began to spank me with a firm rhythm. She was not experienced or accurate spanker, but made up for it in enthusiasm. Before long my yelps turned to wails, and tears filled in my eyes as my sensitive ass received another spanking.

After a time, Barbara told Joanna to let me up, and had me stand in front of her.

Instead of having me across her knee, she took me by the shoulders, and stared into my eyes.

"It's been a long time since I've given a good spanking. Especially to a disgusting little brat who would tear his Mother's dress in public and then strut around in her panties! I'm really going to enjoy this!"

She pulled my trembling body across her knee and grasped the paddle. She made a couple adjustments to my position and then started to spank me. It was Obvious from the first stroke that Barbara really knew what she was doing. Her blows rained down in a fury, each blow more devastating than the last. I yelled and twisted on her lap as a white hot fire lit my tortured ass. The room echoed to the crack of the paddle, and the yells and cries which tore from my body.

I looked across at my Mother, who was watching intently. It was hard to make out her expression, but she was clearly enjoying the scene. There was an intensity in her expression which I hadn't seen before.

My ass was on fire, aching and throbbing with fury. Barbara continued to paddle me viciously for a few more minutes, before finally stopping. She sat back, breathing hard, and I rose to my feet slowly, tears running down my face as I stood slowly upright.

"Turn around and let me see your ass!"

I turned, my face red with shame and humiliation, to allow my Mother to inspect me.

"Well, you've done an excellent job ladies. I have never seen his ass so red! It's beautiful."

She told me to get dressed and not to forget my panties, at which they all laughed.

When Mom stood to leave, Barbara asked what she was going to do about my stealing her panties. I looked at her, and saw an unpleasant gleam in her eye. She smiled wickedly.

"I keep a rather special strap at home for little perverts like this."

We walked to the boutique entrance, and Mom smiled at Barbara and Joanna, and thanked them for their help.

Mom was livid as we drove home.

"You should have seen your face when your had to drop your shorts and show them your cute little panties!"

I sat there silently, blushing furiously. I was embarrassed, and yet I couldn't help but think how my cock got hard when I showed them my panties. There was something strangely exciting about being humiliated like that.

"and you didn't cause any trouble, either. You see, you can be a good boy when you want to!"

That evening, the weather grew hot and muggy. I was glad to be naked. Mom changed into her top and shorts and we sat in the living room and watched TV. After a time, Mom turned off the TV, and stood facing me.

"Time for punishment! Stand in the middle of the room, quickly now!"

I quickly obeyed, stood with legs apart, hands on head. Mom smiled and told me to wait as she left the room and was back with the strap.

"Please, Mommy! Not the strap, not after this afternoon!"

"Now come on. I'm sure your ass can take a little more. Si bend over and grab your ankles, and let's get this over with."

I bent over and gripped my ankles. For a brief moment the room was still. Then I heard the strap hiss in the air before landing across my ass with a thundering WACK!

I yelled as the leather bit into my already torn ass. I could feel the hot, burning stripe left by the impact. She delivered a few more strokes, then inched her way down to my thighs. I yelled as she beat me without mercy. I lost count of how many strokes I received.

"There! (WACK!) That's what I call (WACK!) a well (WACK!) punished (WACK!) ass! (WACK!)"

She added a few more strokes.

"Stand up straight."

I slowly stood, wincing from the burning fire of my ass.

"Assume the position!"

I quickly parted my legs and had my hands on my head. My body dripped sweat, my face flushed. My Mother stood the breathing hard and sweating as she looked at me.

"Well, we've had a good day. Did you like getting spanked in the boutique?"

"N-no Mommy?"

She smiled.

"Really? I thought all boys liked being naked around women. Didn't you enjoy showing them your cock? You've got a cute little cock, I'd thought you'd like to show it off."

I could feel my cock harden. Mom noticed.

"I knew you liked it! Otherwise you would not be hard now!"

I blushed, but said nothing.

"If you're getting hard, you must have enjoyed it, right?"

"Y-yes Mommy."

Mom grinned at me.

Let's go and shower and get into bed."

The routine followed the same as before, with Mom scrubbing e and then making me stand in the corner while she showered. Because of the heat, she did not bother to dress, but simply crawled into bed naked.

The muggy heat made it difficult to sleep, and I tossed and turned. By having my Mother naked next to me made it even more difficult. In the moonlight through the curtains, I stared at her curvaceous body, at the firm swell of her tits and ass. My cock grew hard as I imagined what it would be like to have that body pressed up against mine, to feel her flesh against mine. I felt guilty for having such thoughts about my Mother, but I was so aroused by the vents of the past couple days that I decided to risk it all.

I slid off the bed gently, care not to wake her. I knelt on the floor and started to jerk off while staring at my naked Mom. In no time I began panting as my orgasm was coming.

Suddenly, Mom rolled over and looked into my eyes. I froze in shock and terror.

"Didn't I tell you not to do that?"

"Yes Mommy."

She sat up, turned the bedside lamp on, sitting up and reached for her paddle.

"Come over here, and get across my lap. You're a disgusting little pervert, getting hard and looking at your own Mother. When I'm through with you, you won't feel like jerking off!"

I rose, my cock still hard and bobbing as I walked over to her. I lay across her lap and she settled me into position. Before long I was crying and she began spanking my ass mercilessly. As I wriggled and struggled, my ass on fire, my hard cock brushed up against my Mother's pussy as it slipped between her thighs. My Mother was aroused, her pussy was hot and wet.

I was caught between arousal and agony as the intensity of the situation overwhelmed me, and I came, shooting cum all over the inner thighs of my Mother.

She stopped immediately, and pushed me onto the floor. I looked up at her, entranced by her nakedness and how flushed she was.

"Lick it up! Lick me clean, you little bastard!"

Shivering with fear and arousal, I bent down and licked my cum off her thighs. I could smell her arousal and I licked her. I looked nervously at her when I finished, seeing the fierce glare in her eyes.

"Go to your room. We'll deal with this tomorrow."

I rushed to my room, laid on the bed, trying to come to terms with all that just happened. Trying to understand why I was so aroused. I heard soft moans coming from my Mom's room, moans which grew in intensity and ended in a cry. I realized she just had an orgasm. It was a long time before I finally went to sleep.

- Day 3 -

I rose late the next morning. I went into the kitchen and had breakfast. I was sitting and eating, when Mom walked in, wearing only a black bra and thing. I just stared at her, my cock instantly hard as she stood there, watching me with a faint smile on her lips.

"Stand up and assume the position."

I jumped to my feet as I was told, with Mom staring at my erect cock.

"Oh dear! I was hoping that you wouldn't do that again. Now I see that you really are a little pervert. What am I going to do?"

Mom moved, stood over my shoulder and whispered into my ear.

"I spanked you last night, and you came all over my thighs! Do you need a really harsh spanking?"

I was trembling now, overcome with arousal and fear and all manner of emotions.

"I-I don't know Mommy."

"Well I do."

"P-please Mommy! P-please don't beat me!"

Mom reached down and flicked the head of my cock.

"But, this is still hard. You must still be excited. Now you little pervert, bend over the table and wait while I fetch the strap!"

Crying, I bent over the table while she retrieved the strap. She stood behind me insilence for a moment, then lifted the strap and came down hard across my ass. I yelled as the leather bit into my already throbbing ass. Again, and again the strap fell, and I screamed. The pain was unforgiving, and I knew not how many more were coming. I danced and howled at each blow.

"Please Mommy! Please stop!"

"Calm down. Just one more and it'll be over."

I heard the strap whistle through the air and land with a resounding WACK! I screamed and jerked against the table, my ass on fire!

I slumped down, and Mom came over and put her arms around me. She hugged me quietly for a time.

"There, there. All over now. Come upstairs, and we'll put some cream on your ass."

We went upstairs and I laid on the bed as Mom massaged cream onto my aching ass. I was relieved that this did not cause me to get aroused, for my ass was aching too much for any of that! Mom left and I dozed off. I was so overwhelmed by everything, and I needed to relax and regain some control. To my relief, Mom left me alone for the rest of the morning.

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