Hi. I’m birdie boy. I abuse my birdie by rubbing it. I rub it a lot. When I get caught, Mother takes the belt to my bare bottom. But I deserve it. I often don’t get caught and I lie to avoid being punished.
Mother makes me take my clothes off. She puts my hands behind my back with a Velcro strap. Then she bends me over her knee or over a pillow and she whips my bare bottom. Sometimes the belt nips my balls when they are hanging down. Then my balls turn black and blue.
My sisters watch and smile and ask if I’m going to be good. Sometimes Mother lets my sisters do the whipping. I always promise to be good but soon I am rubbing my birdie again. Mother says it’s best to pay for my sins here on Earth rather than in Hell.
