Chapter 5

Bobby and Janet’s anal play would have to wait for a bit, however. Bobby came home one day from visiting with some school friends who had graduated with him.

“Mom!” he said excitedly when he came into the house. “Brad and some of the other kids are going up the coast to his parent’s cabin. They will be spending a week up there and they have invited me to join them!”

“That sounds like fun! When will you be leaving?” she asked.

“On Sunday,” he said.

“That’s two days from now! Well, what do you need to bring?” she asked.

“Just a sleeping bag and my clothes. I got some money to chip in for food already,” he said.

“Okay, well I will help you pack. How far up the coast is the cabin?”

“Just about an hour and a half on the highway, then you go another 20 minutes on a dirt road. Brad said you need a four-wheel-drive because the road gets muddy if it rains. So he’s borrowing his Dad’s Chevy Blazer – it can seat six people. And Tommy Hendricks has a crew cab pickup truck for the other four that are going.”

“Oh my, ten of you! How many girls will there be?” she asked with a playful grin.

“There’s going to be four girls – Becky Williams, Tara Greene, Allison Reynolds, and Sarah Johnson. But you don’t have to worry ... I got my best girl waiting for me when I get back home!”

“You got that right, mister! And your best girl is going to want some serious makeup sex for this!” she laughed.

“Don’t worry slut ... I will be primed and ready to give you all you can handle!” he said.

“Oooh, I like the sound of that! I’m going to hold you to that promise, baby!”

One week later Bobby was arriving home. His friend Brad had dropped him off and he came in excited to be back home. But when he came into the house his mother was nowhere to be found.

He walked through the house calling her name as he headed to his room to get out of his dirty clothes. He wondered where his mother could be – she should be here waiting for him to get home anxious to hear of his trip.

Bobby opened the door to a wonderful welcome home.

She was wearing a parody of a schoolgirl outfit. 6-inch black stiletto pumps with white ankle socks, ridiculously short plaid skirt, white crop top blouse, tied in front that made a pathetic attempt to keep her tits covered and a school tie around her neck. Her brown hair was tied in long flowing pigtails on either side of her head. Her make-up was simple bright red lipstick and blue eyeshadow and mascara, just as a school kid would do it.

She was sitting on the bed when he came in the room. “Hi Bobby, I’m so glad you are home! Your dad had to go away on a business trip the day after you left so I’ve been home here alone all week. It’s been just awful, baby. I’ve missed you so much!” she said.

On the bed beside her, he noticed a wooden paddle, his Dad’s belt, and the wooden spoon he had used on her the day he caught her cheating with Mike Harris. She saw him looking at the implements. “I’ve been a bad girl, Bobby. I went out to the bar while you were gone just for some company and there was a guy there...” she said.

“Oh Mom, tell me you didn’t...” he said not even wanting to finish his sentence.

“No, no, I didn’t do anything. But I was sure tempted. I remembered the promise I made to you and the punishment I got for cheating with Mike. So I didn’t do anything with the guy at the bar except talk ... and maybe a kiss on the cheek for the company.”

“Well, that’s good. And I’m sorry that you have been alone all week. If I had known Dad was going to be gone I wouldn’t have gone,” he said.

“Oh that’s okay, your Dad didn’t even know himself. He didn’t want to go but the company insisted.”

“Well, I’m home now so you won’t have to be alone anymore. But if you didn’t do anything with the guy at the bar, what’s with the paddle and stuff?” he asked.

“I was kind of hoping ... your Dad isn’t due back for a day or two ... I was hoping you could ... spank me – like you did that day? I really need a reminder to be good. Like I said it was tempting – no one was home so I could have gotten away with no one knowing.”

“I see. So Dad and I leave you alone for a couple of days and you think that gives you license to go fucking any cock you come across?” he said taking his role in their game.

“I’m sorry...” she said, hanging her head but smiling as the game began.

“Not as sorry as you’re gonna be, young lady. Now I am going to take a shower, but I want you to stand in the corner over there and wait for me. You think about what you did and I will be back to punish you when I get out of the shower.”

“Yes, Sir.” She went to stand in the corner, her panties already beginning to get wet as they played their parts.

Bobby went in and took one of the quickest showers of his life. He wanted to get back to his slut as fast as he could and continue on. Besides, he had a feeling he’d need another shower after they finished anyway!

After his shower, Bobby came back into the room, fully in character.

“So slut, have you thought about what you did wrong?” he asked.

“Yes, Sir.”

“And what do you think we should do about it?”

“I should be punished.”

“I think so too. Now, hike up that skirt bend over, and put your hands on the bed.”

She did as he said and that’s when he noticed the white cotton panties under her skirt.

“Pull those panties down too. I want your ass bare for this spanking,” he said. She pulled her panties down to her knees, her legs already quivering with excitement and anticipation.

“Now I want you to tell me why you are getting this spanking. I want to make sure you understand why I’m spanking you. So tell me what it is that warrants this punishment.”

“I went to the bar and flirted with a guy there. I was tempted to bring him home and fuck him. I was tempted to cheat on you and your Dad.”

“That’s right. You were tempted to cheat on me even though I’ve treated you so good. You were tempted to cheat on Dad too even though I’ve punished you for that before.”

“Yes Sir,” she said looking pitiful.

“Well I’m going to spank you, but before I do you are going to beg me to spank you. I want you to beg for me to paddle your ass. And you’d better make me believe it too!” he said.

Janet couldn’t believe it – her own son was ordering for her to beg for a spanking ... from him! And yet almost as soon as the thought of it registered, she found herself doing exactly that!

“Please, baby, please spank me. Whip my ass hard, make it hurt, I deserve it. Whip me until I can’t sit down. I need it, I need to learn not to flirt with other men and not to cheat on you. Please beat my ass. Make it burn for you baby...” she moaned.

Bobby picked up the paddle and examined it. It was lightweight but quite sturdy with a very smooth finish and rounded edges. It didn’t occur to him to ask his mother why she had such a paddle until afterward – he just knew that for now, he was to use it to punish his errant mother.

Bobby rubbed her soft pale ass with the paddle letting her feel it, caressing her with this instrument of discipline.

“Oh god, baby, don’t tease me. Please, please whip my ass. Punish me, I’ve been so bad. Use that paddle on my cheating ass. Make my ass burn ... please, baby, please...”

“You sure? You don’t sound like you want it enough,”

“Yes, yes, do it. I want to be hurt. Whip me, please, do it hard. Do it – I’m a cheating slut. I need to be punished really hard. Spank my ass and make it burn, baby, I really want it...”

Bobby raised the paddle and then brought it down hard on his mother’s tender ass

WHACK!

Janet squealed like a stuck pig as he raised the paddle again this time bringing it down on her other cheek with equal force.

WHACK!

She screamed again this time stomping her foot as the burn intensified in her ass.

Bobby then gave her two more swats on each cheek for a total of six swats. Her ass was nice and pink by now and she was wriggling her ass and stomping her foot trying to lessen the burning of her ass.

Bobby grabbed her by the hair and hauled her head up. “Now that your ass is warmed up, it’s time to get to the spanking. You are going to learn that your ass, your pussy, and your mouth are MINE do you understand? You belong to me, slut, and I don’t share!”

With that, he pushed her head back down on the bed again and raised his paddle. He proceeded to give her another twelve hard swats with the paddle alternating sides and hitting her in different spots to cover her entire ass. He didn’t give her any chance to rest or even catch her breath between the blows. Janet screamed and clawed at the bed and kicked her feet but nothing could stop the terrible paddle from its work.

As quickly as the last swat landed he tossed the paddle on the belt and took up the belt. Holding the buckle in his hand he doubled the belt up taking the end in his hand as well. Then he laid into her ass and the backs of her legs, leaving angry red stripes wherever the belt landed. He gave her six of those stripes laddered up and down her ass and legs before he stopped.