Mother’s favorite words, “You are going to be punished”.

She said them all the time. Then she sent be for the belt and paddle. I returned and presented them to her. She would demand, “Do you know what is going to happen now?”

I said, “Yes ma’am”.

Mother said get your pants down now! By then my c o c k was already stiff and it ‘popped’ out when I took my pants down. Mother would look at my hard c o c k wobbling about and pointing up in the air and she would smirk.

Then she made me take my pants all the way off. She put me over her knee, tied my hands behind my back and reached under me and grabbed my balls.

Mother asked, “Do you deserve to be punished?” I said, “Yes ma’am.” Then she would swat my bare bottom with the belt or paddle. Often she switched between the instruments of punishment.

My erection rubbed against her knee as she squeezed my balls to hold me in place. My co c k swelled even more and
make her knee all wet as it dripped clear liquid.

With each stroke my c o ck got harder. After I was in tears and begging she would deliver another ten or fifteen swats for good measure. Then she allowed me to stand up with my hands still tied behind me. My wobbling erection was throbbing and it had turned purple. My bare bottom was throbbing and it was red and purple.

I had to stand in the center of the room with my erection oozing clear liquid which dripped down my swollen shaft onto my balls. I stood there until my erection got softer and started to droop. Then Mother put my shaft in a c o ck cage, locked it and gave me permission to go to my room.

It was locked up so I couldn’t rub it. I could feel my c o ck still pusling and I wanted to make it ejaculate but I couldn’t get to it. My bare bottom was still pulsating too. She had total control over my c o ck and she punished me whenever she had the whim to.

Mother still has the videos of my punishments. When I go home from college on weekends she punishes me. I’m 19 and still spanked by my Mother and my c ock is kept caged and locked. She says I’m never to old to learn my place. I have learned that my place is to be on my knees thanking her for keeping me disciplined.