With that she said, “I accept your request and will now fulfill it. You are a very naughty boy at times and it because I love you that I punish you when you misbehave. I will now finish your spanking in the manner in which you requested.” With that she laid at least fifty more swats on my sit down in a volley the made me cry and howl so loud and so long that by the time is was over, I was breathless. She put a period on the session with one last punishing spank across both buns and pushed me to the floor. “Get up and go to the corner.” I said nothing and all but ran to the corner still crying and rubbing my burning bottom. When I got home that night my wife served dinner. I held her hand and said, "I've got something to tell you." She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes. After another furious burst she slowed the pace and made sure every inch of my bottom was thoroughly reddened. From the tops of my cheeks to halfway down my thighs, she made sure I was beet red and ready for the bench. She had never paddled me this long or this hard before and I began begging her to stop. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus. I drove alone to the office. Finished in the bathroom, I glanced in the living room as I went to my office to dress. She was still reading the paper, but was dressed now in tight-fitting jeans. I also noticed she had on perfume, as I could smell it as I passed her bathroom. It was a light, and very feminine scent call Lace, and it was one of my favorites.

Some of those boys showered in there boxers, swim suits or even naked because the showers were with curtains. I also noticed that no one else wore tigthy whities except for me and this chines guy who was also 14 years old. I was in the bathroom brushing my teeth while the other 14 year old boys were just there to prank and make fun of the younger kids that were taking a shower. At that we all hopped out... we, the guys, set our suits out to dry and my mom, my aunt, and Laura all stripped out of there suits. I hadn't seen my mother completely nude in a long time, and the others I had never seen nude! It was a great "learning experiance" for Ethan and I on the lives of our mothers; it turns out they skinny dipped all the time when they were kids. And I think all three girls learned something from seeing us naked. Our mothers learned how far we actually were in the development of our bodies. Which as many parents will agree, can be a great blessing because most 13 year old boys keep their developing bodies secret from most people, espescially their parents. And Laura got a lesson in the development of man's mind and body. My heart started pounding as I heard her walking down the hallway. My time was up. The execution of the sentence was at hand and it was going to hurt. She walked into the room and commented on what a nice target I presented, and then proceeded to tie my hands to the bench. “I know you’re going to wiggle tonight so I’m going to make sure you stay put,” she said as she pulled the strap tight around my legs. She was right. I couldn’t get up if I wanted to and now I was completely at her mercy. She didn’t give me any. OK, since you are admitting trying to hurt my feelings with the silent treatment, don’t you think there is a better, more appropriate answer to that question?

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I turned around and did my best not to look. The damn mirrors in there didn't help any. I couldn't help it I hadto stare. Her perky breasts before me. A tattoo above her right breast of a rose with thorns. I tried to shut my eyes. That didn't work to well. I looked down to her belly button ring. I finally got the nerve to turn. She must've notice for the next thing out of her mouth was: A first-time mommy diligently taught her then-1-year-old the correct terminology for his body, including his boy parts. She remembers the first time he used the proper word for his genitalia while sitting in the tub, pulling and stretching himself so vigorously she worried he might seriously do some damage. All fears were cast aside when her son announced, “Mommy! My penis feels great!” Were do I begin? First let me explain about my mother. She was verbally abusive & very controlling. When she was married to my father, she was very unhappy and a miserable women. At a very young age, is when the verbal abuse started. I was a bed wetter growing up and she would scream at me. One time she had me undress and stay in my room naked as she hit me with my sheets that was wet with urine. I had to stay in my room for the whole day...no TV, no Toys and no clothes. She thought she was teaching me a lesson. The next morning, I awoke with the room suffused in light. The windows were open and the curtains were blowing. My wife was sitting cross-legged on the bed watching me intently. She looked so lovely wearing her long string of Indian beads. “I thought I’d let you sleep in so you’d be rested and mindful of why I’m going to spank you. You have not been pitching in with the chores, Carl. What’s the problem?” Now, she questioned, “has my bad boy learned who makes the rules?” SPANK “Yes ma’am, you do,” I cried. “Are you going to do as I say, when I say?” SPANK “Yes ma’am always.” SPANK “You are lying,” she said, in addition to a blistered bottom, how would you like to go to work with the fresh taste of soap in your mouth?”“No ma’am, please don’t do that.”“Then answer the question without exaggeration.” The brush came down three times and I cried, “I will always try to be good and to follow your rules,”“That’s better,’ she said, “and when you do break the rules, and you will, what can you expect from me?”“You will punish me as you see fit,” I said. “Right.” SPANK “Now I am going to finish this spanking. When I get through you are to go stand in the corner until you can stop crying. Then wash your face, and come to me for inspection before you go to work. Understand?”“YYYes ma’am.”“Good, now one last thing. You are going to beg me to spank you in a manner that you know I will anyway.” If you do a good job and ask me nice, I might go easier on you. If not……….

Any parent can attest that when a little boy discovers he has a penis, all social norms go out the door. They will grab, pull and point out their private parts in public with the greatest of enthusiasm. (They also tend to be completely confused when you explain that not everyone has one.) Language: English Words: 141,910 Chapters: 11/11 Comments: 209 Kudos: 836 Bookmarks: 134 Hits: 34,219 That weekend, my mother came to me it was a saturday morning and she sat on my bed next to me. She removed my sheets exposing me in my undies with a morning hard on. She told me that she had to inspect me because she was concerned that like my father I had an issue with premature ejaculation. We were to be on best behavior, meaning acting like gentlemen, at all times with all the ladies. The women were all empowered to discipline any of the men; right on the spot, if they felt it was appropriate. My anxiety level went up even more after all of that was explained. Soon couples were disappearing upstairs and coming down a few minutes later with the men looking quite subdued. I was talking to another guy whenUh, well . . . uh, maybe, uh . . . I guess it would clean the slate. Uh, . . Well, . . Ma’am. Yes Ma’am, we would both feel better then . that is, uh, after it’s over. I guess.” into the living room all the wives were facing me sitting behind the banquet table like a panel of judges. This was absolutely the most humbling experience I have ever had. I couldn’t even hold my head up. Aunt Kay explained that at this get together the women were going to be able to vent all their frustrations about their husbands and get the Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now. I had been on my best behavior for a couple of weeks because I knew that Debbie was having a really hard time at work. It wasn’t bad enough that she lost out of the promotion she was entitled to, but Ed from another division with a bad reputation as a sneak and manipulator got it. Debbie’s best friend at work Elaine was calling every night to complain about “the new” guy. Every day Debbie came home more upset and on edge. Having signed the DWC contract I knew I had committed myself to except any discipline that Debbie sees fit at any time. Having Debbie so tense and nervous at home really started to effect me, even though I was doing my best to be on top of everything at home, I could tell that “office trouble” was causing Debbie anxiety and stress. Every night, while the calls between Elaine and Debbie became longer and longer, I tried to be cheerful and accommodating. Deku gulped as he looked at both of those rods, shivering all over as they cast a shadow on his face. "I... I do, I'm..." He nearly bit his tongue as he stuttered and felt utterly dwarfed by his two friends. He had never felt so insecure about his own manhood before, and yet...

Mike, this has to stop! You are not holding up your end of things here. It can’t go on,” insisted Lida. That was ten years ago. I have rarely gone a month without her needing to spank me. In fact, on our wedding night, as we finally got into the car, she asked, “How’s your bottom?” At age 11, my parents finally got a divorce and I was hoping my mother would be a bit nicer. When we moved out of our home and my mother rented a 3/2 apartment I no longer urinated in my bed, but my verbal abuse continued. Although it lighten up a bit, she still didn't have the patience and she wanted me to be the "man" of the house and blame a lot of her own issue on me and I guess she relied on me to pull her through emotionally. But since I was a child I didn't know how to handle adult responsibilities and that added to the verbal abuse. It wasn't that my sisters never got a spanking, but it seem like when they got their spankings, they were always allowed to get it in their bedroom. I never recall any of my sisters having to strip down in front of the family. I honestly think my mother did this to just me to make it worse on me and embarrass me.But both girls merely smirked to one another. They weren't so easy to convince. "Now now, Deku. You said you'd do anything if you lost that bet, and we're going to cash that in. You're going to look so cute when we're done." The brunette giggled as she rubbed her hands together ominously...

Do you think he's gonna win it ? Language: English Words: 1,584 Chapters: 1/1 Kudos: 10 Bookmarks: 2 Hits: 2,271 And yet the worst part was that his underpants were gradually growing wet and damp from the fact that he was subtly releasing tiny globs of clear precum. In short, he was preemptively ejaculating into his boxers, like a feminized sissy would when faced with a superior piece of meat. We are Mike. This isn’t for sex. I was talking with your mom. I told her all about your issues and she wasn’t surprised. She said that when you messed up and didn’t meet your commitments she would take down your pants and spank you.” Steve, I admit partial responsibility for our fight. It wasn’t fair to hold you accountable if the bank teller messed up. I was pretty harsh in suggesting you were incompetent, and clearly it did make you feel bad. I can be honest about all of that. But that doesn’t justify your behavior. Your disrespect for me yesterday was plenty of reason for me to ground you, and my decision stands. For the next two weekends, you will be at home, with lots of chores. You know the drill: I am going to put you in an apron, with your bottom exposed, and you will clean this entire house, from the basement to the attic and everything in between under strict supervision. That means I won’t hesitate to write the stars and stripes on your rear with the riding crop. Do you understand?” My mom just sat there and kept asking me embarrassing question about if I ever look at dirty picture, or touched myself in ways that made me feel funny. All the while she just kept yanking and pulling on my penis. I began to feel a really strange sensation come over me, that at the time I didn't know what it was. I could just think I was going to pee and I tried to beg my mom to stop, and told her I had to go to the bathroom really bad, but she just kept it up until I couldn't control myself, for which of course I was having my first orgasm.

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I had never seen her like this. I figured an admission would help. “Lisa, “ I said, “You are absolutely right. I need to change and let you know that you can depend on me.” I heard her step up and begin her swing. I involuntarily clenched my cheeks, anticipating the blow at the top as before, but it landed across my thighs instead. “Unclench those cheeks, or I’ll start over at one”, she commanded. I willed my bottom to relax just as the next stroke landed right above the first. She worked her way up this time and number five landed at the top of my poor cheeks. “OWWwwwww,” I moaned, but I only had twenty more to go. I get so angry when I think about this. I am not trying to say I was a perfect boy, but really what was she thinking be spanking me in the living room. Why couldn't she just have takin me to my bedroom, other than she wanted to humiliate me. When I got to the room I saw that her husband was there as well. Susan said she enjoyed our demonstration the best last night and wanted to try the technique on her husband as well, but having seen me hold the position she wanted to try it out on me as well to gauge her husband’s reactions. She had us both assume the position, Keith on a bench and me on the bed. At least I couldn’t see Keith directly but I heard the