Mama Spanks Hard Part 1 F/m, Spanking, Enema, Erections, CBT, Humiliation

Mama Spanks! Hard!

When Danny slowly came in from school he found his mother waiting for him in the living room with her paddle in her hand. He had been sent to the principal’s office that day and she had given him 5 swats and called his mother to tell her about it. His mother’s rule was that any spanking at school meant an automatic spanking at home, a severe spanking! His little balls drew up tight as he saw her and knew what was about to happen. He was afraid of what she would do to him because she had told him that the next time he got spanked at school that she would definitely make it worse. And now the next time was here and he was scared because he knew that she meant what she had said and that she always made good on those promises. Just what she might do to make it worse he didn’t know, but the last time, she had spanked his bare bottom and thighs until they were red and bruised and until he was screaming and begging her to stop, but she didn’t and the spanking had gone on and on. And so he was even more afraid of her than usual.

She tapped the paddle against her hand as she watched him come in. She was secretly smiling to herself because she had been waiting for this day that she had known would come and she was looking forward to making good on her promise to make it worse. She had never let on to anyone, but she very much liked to punish her son and she was raising him her way with a program of very strict discipline in the way of spanking punishments on his bare bottom, with a good bit of humiliation thrown in for her added pleasure. She was actually thrilled that the moment was here. She had been on pins and needles waiting for him to get home ever since she had received the phone call from her friend Mrs. Brokhalter, the school principal, and now he was here at last!

“Come here Danny!” she ordered, “Take off your pants and your underwear! And don’t stop there! I want you to strip completely naked! I told you that I would make it worse and you’d better believe that it will be! That’s right, everything off, NOW YOUNG MAN!!!!” Danny was shaking as he took off his clothes. His dick was hard with a mind of its own, as it often was when naked in front of her. He was frantically trying to think of some way to get her not to punish him, but he knew from past experience that there was no way to get her to change her mind once she had decided to punish. “Erect in front of your mother! You little pervert!” He had been sniffling a bit and now he started crying out loud while she watched him intently. “Quiet!” she ordered and she slapped his face hard. SLAP! “OUCH!” “You will not utter a peep without my permission! Is that clear?!!” “Yes Mama!” he cried as he took off his socks and stood totally naked in front of her.

She decided to start humiliating him right from the beginning. “Why is your pee-pee so hard, Danny? What have I told you about having an erection without Mommy’s permission?” Without warning, she reached right down and grabbed the very tip and squeezed it painfully. “OOOOWWW!” cried Danny as he tried to pull away, but she held it tight and it hurt him even more as she prevented further movement. “You can try to pull away Danny, but the more you do, the more it will hurt, so decide how much you want me to punish your nasty little penis and feel free to just pull away.” She wanted him to pull back even harder, but when he didn’t, she pulled him to her with it and slapped his face again. “That’s for trying to avoid your punishment! You know I won’t tolerate that kind of behavior while you’re receiving your discipline!” Indeed, she had a very strict set of “Punishment Rules”, rules to be adhered to without exception during all punishments. Including no unauthorized erections, no breaking from position, no talking back, no clenching his bottom cheeks, and no rubbing his bottom until allowed.

“Now come with me!” She ordered and pulled him along with her grip on his penis. She took him right to the straight-backed chair she had placed there earlier and seated herself, guiding him into position in front of her, still using the grip on the end of his penis. “Do you think its worse yet, Danny?! Well, I’m just getting started! Now, you know that I make it worse each time you get spanked at school and this time is going to be the worse punishment yet. I have spanked your bare bottom and I have added your thighs and then legs and I have slapped your face, but, to make it worse this time, I’m adding two more punishments……….your little balls and your little butt-hole! Danny was miserable as he heard what she planned for him. The way she pinched the head of his penis so tightly and the way she had pulled it had make him cry out and he was still in a daze over the force of her personality and administration. “Please Mama!!” he cried, as he stood there trembling in shame, fear and pain. But it did indeed get worse, because he saw her hand dart down to dig into his tightly drawn scrotum and she kept on digging in with her fingers until she had found his balls and worked and tugged until she had them squeezed out into a tight peach shape in the end of his stretched skin with her thumb and forefinger forming a tight band around the base of his sack.

Danny cried and begged and squirmed as much as he dared as she started to spank his balls while keeping them held out in their vulnerable, exposed position. “OUCH! OOWWW!!! OOOHHH!! PLEASE!!!!! MAMA!!!!!!! NOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!! EEEEE!!!!!!! OH! OH! OH! PLEASE DON’T!!!!!!” He writhed in position, held there by her grip on his balls and she had fun spanking them and holding them tightly pulled out from his body. Her hand slapped and spanked and his balls throbbed intensely and he thought he couldn’t stand it, but he found he had no choice but to take it, as usual, and try to get through it without provoking her any further. She spanked them just hard enough to cause some nice sharp twinges and when she had punished them to her satisfaction, she used them to pull him around to her side. She knew she had to get him over her lap to satisfy her lust to spank his tight, round buttocks. She pulled him down across her lap and adjusted him until his bare round bottom was arched up high in a perfect spanking position. It wasn’t hard to get him into place since Danny had long since been trained to adopt and hold any position she put him into. But what he didn’t know was that today there was going to be a new adaptation to the standard spanking position.

But of course it wasn’t long until she informed him as to just what it was, by the sharply spoken command that came next. “Spread your legs, Danny! Wide! NOW!!!!!NOW, I SAID!!!!!!!” and she slapped them further apart until she was satisfied that he was sufficiently exposed. Danny was feeling utter shame and humiliation, not necessarily a new feeling, considering his mother’s predilections and preferences when it came to punishment. Having his legs spread wide put his balls in an even more exposed position and he felt helpless and ashamed. To make matters worse, she re-established her hold on his testicles and gripped them in a painful squeeze. He screamed in response, but couldn’t pull away for fear of causing even worse punishment to his sore, tender young balls. Without warning, she spanked him hard across both cheeks at once with her paddle, landing the first of what she knew would be many hot spanks to his bare, round bottom.

For Danny, there was no comfort in the routine that followed, the paddle burned and stung the way it always did and he cried as loudly as ever. As many times as his mother had spanked him, it still hurt his bottom just as much. She delivered a very hot, hard and thorough spanking and he finally broke position. It was just what she’d been waiting for and she stopped and said, “That’s it, young man! Don’t move a muscle!” Danny’s bottom throbbed and stung from the hard spanking. He heard a snapping sound and then felt a cool touch as her hand caressed his burning cheeks. He was enjoying the feel of what she was doing when he heard her order sharply, “Reach back and pull your cheeks apart as far as you can, boy, and do it now!” He hesitated just a second and she gave him a sharp smack to the balls. “OOOHHH!!!!!!” he cried and hurried to obey, putting his hands back as quickly as he could and pulling his burning red and sore cheeks as far apart as they would go.

She watched with amusement as he complied and exposed her next target. The snapping sound Danny had heard had been her pulling on a surgical glove and she stuck her finger into a jar of Vaseline and then stuck it straight into his tight, puckered asshole. He was so surprised that he lost his grip on his bottom and his cheeks closed against her hand while she was in the process of shoving her finger up his ass as far as it would go. “SPREAD THAT BOTTOM OPEN NOW!!!!” Danny knew he’d made a mistake but he couldn’t help it, her finger deep in his ass was such a surprise and a shock and yet it felt good compared to the pain of the paddle and the ball spanking. It was with these confusing feelings that Danny embarked helplessly on a new journey of shame, humiliation and co-mingled, perverse pleasure as he felt her begin to pull it out and push it in deep again with a power that rocked him in a rhythmic motion that to his surprise started his penis to tingle and grow even harder.

She finger fucked him while letting him rub his throbbing penis against her lap. She knew exactly what was happening and it had, in fact, been her plan all along to get him hard and humiliate him even more. She expertly worked her finger and helped him fuck her lap as she fucked his ass. Danny was so ashamed and so turned on all at the same time that he continued to cry softly, not having the experience to come to terms with the situation, but knowing that it was a powerful moment in his life. She had always trained him to obey her and to take his punishment and she used fear to control him and control him very effectively. She brought him right to the brink of orgasm and then stopped abruptly and immediately started spanking his thighs and legs and the spot right where thighs and buttocks met and then even right on his open butt crack. Danny had been about to come and the shock and surprise from the abrupt change from pleasure to pain was almost enough to take him over the edge, almost, but not quite. The pain was so intense that it overpowered the pleasure he had been feeling and he started screaming again as she spanked him harder than he’d ever been spanked in his life and then started spanking right on his thigh over and over until he almost passed out from the pain and involuntarily reacted by trying to roll off her lap to the side.

Even while he did it, a rational part of his mind knew he was making a big mistake. He was not allowed to do such a thing and he knew that he’d only gained a second or two of relief before she was sure to punish him even more for this serious infraction of her rules.

“THAT DOES IT, DANNY!!!!! What have I told you about not staying in position?!” Danny was on his knees in front of her, rubbing his thigh frantically in an effort to ease the pain of the severe spanking, breaking yet another of her strict rules, no rubbing without permission. She noticed his latest infraction, of course, since she watched him closely during all punishments and she yelled at him loudly, “STOP THAT THIS INSTANT!! YOU’RE REALLY GOING TO GET IT NOW!!” Her loud admonition startled and frightened Danny and he couldn’t even speak as his throat constricted in fear. “Get up and get back in position! RIGHT NOW YOUNG MAN!!” Danny knew better than to let it get any worse by talking back or hesitating further and he quickly struggled to his feet and bent back over his strict mothers lap. She slapped his legs apart again and adjusted his position until his bare bottom was arched high once more. “How dare you break from position! You just wait, Danny, you will regret your behavior this day!” Danny was shaking as he lay across her lap and he couldn’t imagine what she had in store for him, but he knew it would be bad. And he was right, because the first thing she did was to spank right on his tightly drawn scrotum.

“OOOOOOOOHHHHHAAAAAAAAAEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE” He screamed in response as her palm slapped his balls again and again until the throbbing grew so intense he thought he would pass out from the pain. He couldn’t believe that she was spanking his balls again and he just collapsed, letting his bottom come down from its upraised position. She was waiting for just this very thing and she stopped spanking his balls in order to make him arch his bottom back up just the way she wanted it. “This will go on until you learn not to fight your punishment, Danny. Now you know that I won’t stop until I’m good and ready, so you might as well take it and get it over with as soon as possible!” She really didn’t mind though, because she liked him to fail to take his punishment. It gave her that many more reasons for even more severe correction. And she really didn’t want this to end so soon, since she planned on continuing for several hours at the very least and she knew that no matter how hard he tried he wouldn’t be able to obey her very stringent requirements.

As Danny slowly stuck his bottom back up where she wanted it, he was shaking again from the fear of what was to come, the fear of the unknown, but knowing that worse punishment was sure to follow. He wasn’t wrong, of course, and she let him know it by starting his spanking all over again, only this time she was using her paddle on his legs and soft, white inner thighs. She spanked him unmercifully, very hard, over and over, knowing that this was stinging his tender, vulnerable areas in a way that was impossible for him to take without reacting the way she secretly wanted him to, which was to fail to remain in position yet again. Danny tried so very hard to obey her and just take the painful spanking but try as he might he just couldn’t do it and so he was kicking and screaming all over again and without even realizing it, he put back his hand to protect his stinging legs. As soon as he did so, she grabbed it and pulled it up tightly and painfully behind him and started spanking his inner thighs again, first one side and then the other, over and over, hard, deliberate spanks with the paddle, right in the same place on each thigh time and time again until both his thighs were turning purple in the midst of all his other bright red flesh. Danny didn’t even try to hold any kind of position, unable to comply due to the sharp, severe pain. He just screamed and screamed as she spanked both inner thighs with all her might, determined to let him know just how much she was willing to punish all these unintended infractions of her very strict spanking rules.

His involuntary reactions continued as the pain grew unbelievably intense. He was kicking and thrashing all over her lap and she was getting sexually excited from his reaction. So excited that she held his arm even tighter and ordered him to keep his legs spread wide, while she continued to feed her excitement by spanking and spanking and spanking, stopping only when necessary to force his legs wide again and again. Danny was incoherent now and didn’t respond to her orders and so she knew that as much as she was enjoying this and getting carried away by his reactions, that she should stop now and move on to the next phase of Danny’s punishment. She finished paddling him for the moment by returning her aim to his still red, hot bottom and giving it a final flurry of very hard spanks, bringing forth even louder vocal reactions from her naughty boy. She then stood him up, none too gently, and grabbing him by the penis, she led the still sobbing boy over to the punishment corner that she always used and thrust him into it nose first with strict instructions not to move or touch his bottom, or any other part of himself, in any way.

His mother stood and admired her handiwork for a bit, enjoying the sight of his brightly spanked bottom, thighs and legs, stuck out on display from the position of keeping his nose pressed into the corner the way she’d taught him. She was pleased that he’d automatically assumed the “Corner Position”, bent over, with his face in the crack and his bare bottom stuck out nicely and his legs spread wide to display his tight little balls and asshole. His asshole was just what she was thinking about as she turned and walked into the bathroom to prepare for the strict bathroom discipline that was soon to follow.

She believed that any method she chose to punish him with was hers to decide. And she believed that all boys should be punished on every area below the waist, including their bare bottoms, thighs and legs, their naughty penis’s and balls, and yes, even their little buttholes. And, of course, a firm spanking on the cheeks of their face always brought nice results as well.

Bathroom discipline always centered around giving Danny a punishment enema and this time was to be no exception. Keeping in mind the fact that she was making his punishment worse this time, she made the enema a bit larger than the last, and a bit hotter and bit soapier. All designed to make this a worse punishment enema than the last. Giving Danny punishment enemas was not new, so she had to make the enema fairly large, hot and soapy in order to increase its punishment potential.

When she had the bag filled and hung above the tub, she glanced at the hairbrush sitting on the closed toilet lid and the rest of the things she’d prepared earlier, in order to save time and let her get quickly to rest of her fun. Confirming that everything was ready, she wasted no time in striding directly in to grab Danny by his balls and pull him out from the corner with them. Her tight grip on his balls kept him bent over as she marched him in to receive his bathroom punishment. Danny felt so helpless and controlled as she did so, held by his balls, still throbbing from the earlier spanking and hurting still more from being pulled, pushed and guided by them.
As they entered the bathroom, he glanced up to where she usually hung the enema bag and thought that it looked much larger than the last time and he gulped in fearful anticipation, knowing that she would make him take every drop up his poor bottom. Her excitement mounting, she wasted no time in picking up her hairbrush and seating herself on the closed toilet lid.

She only had to tap her lap with the brush to get a very obedient response from Danny. He knew better than to ignore that signal and he quickly took his place back over her lap with his bottom raised and legs spread. Danny was still scared, but in spite of his fear he felt something akin to almost being comfortable in this familiar position, after being forced around by her grip on his poor hurting balls. She believed in beginning every enema punishment with a sound hairbrush spanking and that was indeed her plan this time as well. She loved the sight of her naughty boy’s up-tilted bottom, still bright red hot, and his balls showing below his tightly puckered asshole. And how she loved punishing them! She let herself get carried away in the act of spanking his bare bottom as she started smacking the hairbrush all over his sore buttocks with hard purposeful spanks that brought an even deeper shade of red to his cheeks. Danny felt the pain building and started crying right away, he’d never been far from it anyway and when she could tell that he was taking it well she moved her target area down to his thighs again thereby increasing the pain he was feeling. The volume of his cries also increased as he responded as he always did, very vocally, all the while doing his best to remain positioned just as she required.

She decided that she’d spanked him enough for the present and besides, she was eager to start punishing his tight little hole. She set down the hairbrush and picked up the new nozzle she’d bought just for this occasion. Danny couldn’t see it, and though he was expecting her to push a nozzle into his bottom, he expected it to be the same large, white plastic nozzle that she normally used.
Imagine his surprise when he felt her firmly stuff a softer feeling rubber tube into his asshole and then a wider part. What he didn’t know was that a stiff balloon was made around the tube. It didn’t feel as alien in his bottom as the hard white nozzle usually did. He surprise grew greater when he felt it suddenly begin to grow larger. She had started pumping the bulb that inflated the bardex nozzle that she had been eagerly waiting to use on him. She squeezed the bulb at least ten times and it felt very large and uncomfortable in his ass. His involuntary reflex was to try to expel the inflated balloon and she sharply warned him to stop it! When she was satisfied that he was keeping it in place, she proceeded to inflate the outer balloon, for this was a double bardex nozzle, specifically designed to force enema retention for as long as desired. She felt her arousal increase at the sight of his freshly spanked bottom cheeks, nicely parted by the pink nozzle balloon, knowing that on the inside, there was another one filling his rectum firmly.

Danny didn’t like this, the uncertainty of what was to come. He had never experienced anything in his bottom that felt this huge before. She sensed his feelings and enjoyed them, but decided to inform him a little anyway. “Don’t you like my new nozzle, Danny? It’s called a bardex and it’s going to be one of Mommy’s Little Helpers. It’s going to help me make sure you take all your punishment enema and hold it for as long as I want you to. You see, Danny, Mama will always find a way to make it worse if you don’t mind me and behave the way I want you to.” “I will mind, Mama, I promise, I will! Please don’t give me an enema! Please!” This was the wrong thing to do, because she didn’t hesitate to punish for asking her not to administer any punishment that SHE chose for him. “Shut your mouth right this instant! How dare you try to avoid your punishment! And I don’t want another peep out of you, is that clear?!” She knew that he wouldn’t be able to take this enema without a sound and she smiled as she thought of how it would give her plenty of excuses to increase his punishment as the evening progressed. She didn’t hesitate any longer for fear that the enema would cool and she opened the clamp to start the hot, soapy water shooting up inside him. Danny couldn’t help but gasp as the hot enema ran and the pressure in his ass began to build and the urge to expel grew so great that he couldn’t stand it. “OH! OOOOHHH!!!!” He moaned, oblivious to everything except the sensations he was experiencing from the punishment enema. This was definitely worse than the last enema she gave him. The large inflated balloon was taking up all the room in his rectum and forcing the water to go straight to the only area available, right up his colon, filling him rapidly and causing a sudden swelling of his abdomen.

She was very aware of his condition and she enjoyed his discomfort. She thought to herself that this was working quite nicely and she was glad that she’d bought the new nozzle. Just the sight of the balloon nestled in between his red cheeks was keeping her very interested and excited. She knew that one way or another she would train her naughty boy to jump to obey her every command. She closed the clamp shortly after she could tell the cramping had started. She let him suffer while she amused herself by reaching down to fondle and squeeze his balls. She then lubricated her fingers and deliberately pulled his penis back where she could hold it and massage it and work it until it Danny felt it begin to harden in spite of the discomfort of the enema. He couldn’t understand what was happening as her continued manipulations caused his dick to reach its fully erect state. “Shame on you, Danny! I thought I taught you that it was naughty to let this get big! You know you have to ask my permission to display yourself in such a state!!” Danny was so confused that her hand on his penis felt so good. Even though the enema was still very uncomfortable, it seemed that his penis had taken over and now it was the dominant sensation. When she suddenly opened the clamp, the hot water shooting in once more almost caused him to squirt his nasty stuff all over, but it was not to be, because she clamped her fingers tightly and very painfully and he was afraid she would pinch it off from the force of her grip.

The enema soon grew in intensity and pain and Danny’s penis wilted right in her hand and she smiled as it shrank and his balls drew up once again. She watched his reaction closely and when she sensed he was about to break, she closed the clamp once again and repeated her earlier actions by stroking and massaging his penis again, working it very sensuously and sexually until she got him hard once more. She worked it as though her only desire was to make it squirt and once more when she sensed his sexual excitement growing, she suddenly stopped and opened the clamp again, toying with him and confusing his sexual reactions, mixing the pain and the pleasure in a way that she was sure was very humiliating to Danny and very exciting to her. It was also having the effect of helping Danny to take the large enema, because every time it seemed as if he couldn’t hold another drop without exploding, she stopped and started masturbating him again, changing what he was feeling in a very fundamental way. This mixing of pleasure and pain in order to confuse his sexuality was one of her favorite training techniques for Danny. She wanted him to crave her punishments at the very same time that he feared them greatly. This was a source of pleasure for her, she loved knowing that he was so scared not to disobey and knowing that he couldn’t help but break her extremely strict rules and knowing that doing things to arouse him was keeping him off balance and very confused about his acceptance of her harsh discipline.

She repeated this procedure several more times until the enema was at least two thirds empty and then she just let it run. The enema ran and ran and she watched in excitement and satisfaction as he began to thrash around and beg and cry. She squeezed his balls tightly to control him and ordered him to hold still and take it or he might cause his balls to be pulled off with his movements. Of course she knew she wouldn’t pull them off but she had no problem using the threat to help scare him into obedience. Danny couldn’t believe how full the enema made him feel and he was hot and sweating all over. Even his red bottom was wet with sweat and it was running down the crack of his ass and over his balls. Her sexual attentions and the heat from the enema inside him had raised his body temperature and his discomfort increased accordingly. She watched intently as the bag deflated completely and the last of the enema ran down the tube and right into his ass. She triumphantly closed the clamp to ensure retention and said cheerfully, “There now, Danny, it’s all in, that wasn’t so bad was it?” She really wasn’t expecting an answer, but he said in a tight, pain-filled voice, “It hurts so bad, Mama, please let me go to the bathroom! Please! I can’t hold it! I can’t hold it!” “You will hold it if you know what’s good for you, Danny! This is a punishment enema and you know that means you hold it for as long as I want you to and you will hold it longer every time I have to give you a punishment enema! I have warned you that it will be worse the next time, and this time you’ll hold it for thirty minutes, is that clear?” “Yes Ma’am”, he answered tearfully, knowing that it was the only answer she would accept.

She could feel his fully extended belly as he lay over her lap and she decided to spank him while he held it, just for her own pleasure, of course. She picked up her hairbrush again and prepared to blister his bare bottom once more, all the while thinking of the next punishment that she planned to administer that night. Danny only knew that he felt as if the need to expel the enema was the most important thing in his life. And then, without warning, he felt the hairbrush land sharply on his painfully sore, sweat moistened, bottom and the spanking was hot and hard and went on and on as the minutes passed. Slowly for him, but it seemed surprisingly fast to her.

She delighted in making him remain in a very exact position and then spanking him harder when he failed to succeed. She made sure to keep the spanking and repositioning going for the entire thirty minute enema retention period and when it was passed, Danny’s bottom and thighs were stinging unbelievably and the red hot pain from the spanking was almost enough to overwhelm the pressure and intense discomfort from being filled so completely by the hot, soapy enema.

Danny felt as if he would explode if Mama didn’t let him get on the toilet and let the hot enema out. With his poor bottom and legs on fire and the pressure from the enema both causing extreme discomfort, he was begging and crying and wishing she would just let him up, but she held him over her lap a bit longer, saying, “You don’t want to have to hold it any longer, do you Danny? Cause if you don’t behave, I’ll just keep on spanking you while you hold it for thirty more minutes! Is that what you want, Danny?!” “No Mama! No! Please let me go to the bathroom! Please, Mama, please!! I gotta go bad! I can’t hold it any more!” “You’d better hold it until I give you permission not to if you know what’s good for you, young man!” SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! “Is that clear!” “OH!! OOOWWW!!! OOWWWWW!!!! YES MA’AM!! YES MA’AM!!! PLEASE, MAMA, PLEASE!!!!” “Well you’re lucky that I’m getting tired of sitting here and because of that I’m going to let you get on the toilet. NOW JUST HOLD STILL! I didn’t say you could get up yet! I’m going to punish you for that! And I can guarantee that you’ll regret moving without my permission! I’m going to take out the nozzle and you’d better not lose a drop, because if I see you let one drop of this enema go anywhere but into the toilet, you’re going to get it even worse! And you know I will! And when you get it all out I want you to come to my room, because I’m not through with you yet! Now just hold still!!”

As Danny stayed sprawled over her lap, he was fighting very hard to keep from trying to force the fat balloon nozzle out of his ass. It was very hard on him because he knew that to let that happen would be a serious breach of her punishment rules and that she would react in a way that would only be bad for him. He heard the air hiss out of the inside balloon as she opened the valve and he felt the balloon shrinking. “Don’t you dare lose a drop, Danny”! She said as she deflated the balloons and watched the one outside collapse to its original size. “Hold it, Danny! Hold it if you know what’s good for you, which I sometimes doubt!” Danny tried very hard to clench his sore little asshole as tightly as he could, but in spite of his best efforts, she watched in satisfaction as some of the enema did indeed trickle down onto his balls and then to her lap. “THAT DOES IT!! I’ve had about all the disobedience that I can stand from you and you will be punished very severely for it, you can believe that! Now get off of me so that I can go and change! You’ve soiled my dress with that nasty water out of your nasty bottom and I am very angry with you!” She was secretly pleased though, because she knew that most of the water had come from the end of the nozzle and it was her plan all along to chastise him for his failure.

She pushed him off of her lap and watched unsympathetically as he landed on his hands and knees, his enema swollen belly very prominently hanging down in the middle. She stood up and flipped up the toilet lid. “Now get your little butt on that toilet right now and get that out as quickly as you can! You’ve got 30 min so don’t keep me waiting a second longer than!” Danny didn’t need any encouragement to get on the toilet and let the painful enema out. In fact he practically jumped on there in spite of the renewed pain that he felt when his well-spanked bottom and thighs came into contact with the hard white seat. As the enema began to gush, his mother turned in disgust and walked from the room to prepare for the punishments to come.

She walked straight to her bedroom and took off her dress and put on a dressing gown. She then pulled the bench out from her dressing table until it was well clear and then picked up a pillow and placed it on the top. Then she pulled out a drawer and took out a thick leather strap. It was about 2 ft. long and 2 inches wide. It had a wrapping around the handle end for padding and looked very wicked. It was quite obviously made for one purpose only…………spanking punishment. She tapped it against her palm and then slapped it. It stung, but then she pulled up her robe and slapped it down against her own hip. It stung fiercely and she smiled to herself, knowing she’d made a good choice and imagining how much it was going to sting on Danny’s bare ass and legs. She fondled the strap as she thought of how much fun it was going to be. Her pussy was wet from the anticipation.

The more she thought about it, the more impatient she got, and she walked back to the doorway and yelled at Danny. “Aren’t you through in there yet! You’ve got one more minute, and that minute has already started, so you’d better hurry it up, or I’ll make sure you regret it!” Danny startled at the sound of her loud voice and the tone of it made him even more apprehensive than he already was. He was afraid to go in there, but even more afraid not to mind her. He strained and grunted and did his best to force the rest of the enema from his bowels and it continued to pour from his body. The enema had been the largest she’d ever given him and it was taking longer to come out. And though he didn’t know it, the bardex balloon filling his rectum had caused the soapy water to go much higher than normal. The enema just kept running out and so did the time limit.

Try as he might, he was still feeling the churning and gushing when his mother appeared in the doorway, holding a black leather strap that he’d never seen before. His bowels contracted sharply and he felt a violent cramping motion from the involuntary reaction. His anus closed off completely and the tinkling sounds of the water landing in the toilet stopped all at once. The silence was palpable. He was sitting there on the toilet naked, staring up at her with a horrified look on his face, knowing he’d failed once more and afraid of the sure consequences. His penis and balls were already drawn up, but they disappeared even further from the sharp spike of fear he felt at the sight of her and the look on her face, a look that he knew all too well, the one that told him he was going to get it and get it good! “What did I tell you, Danny?! I won’t stand for this deliberate disobedience! If you thought the other spankings hurt, then you just wait until you feel my new strap on your bare bottom! You clean yourself up RIGHT NOW! And then you get in there!!”

Danny was so scared, he moved almost in a daze as he jumped off the toilet and hurried to wash himself. She stood watching, with the strap held at her side, as he did his best to comply quickly. “I’m sorry, Mama! Please don’t spank me anymore!” “I’m getting a little sick of your back talk, young man!” Striding forward as she said so, she spun him around and gave his face a sharp slap that resounded loudly in the confines of the small room. “OOHHH!!!!” he cried, as the pain of it flared. “SHUT UP NOW!!!!” She yelled, and slapped the other side of his face so that it would sting also. She was furious at him for delaying what she was sure would be a very satisfying time, whipping him with the new strap.

She looked back and quickly flushed the toilet, slammed the lid down and sat on it in a quick, fluid motion. She pulled him around and in between her thighs and grabbed his face by the chin and forced him to look at her. Danny watched in dismay as he saw her reach over and grab the bar of soap and push it against his lips. “Open!” was her sharp command. He was too scared not to and besides, he knew what was about to happen. It wasn’t the first time she’d washed his mouth out with soap. Hating what she was making him do, he opened his mouth and felt her jam in the fat bar of foul tasting soap. He was crying and trying hard not to swallow. He felt as if he might get sick as his stomach. She worked the bar in and out and then made him stick out his tongue so that she could rub the soap over it thoroughly. When she was satisfied, she pushed it back into his mouth and ordered him to keep it there until told to do otherwise. She then got up and opened the lid on the toilet. “Get back on there and get the rest of that out of you! And you will keep that soap in your mouth until you are completely cleaned out! Is that clear?!” Danny nodded tearfully as he tried to get his bowels to relax and let the last of the enema out. He was crying and breathing heavily through his nose and feeling nauseated from the taste of the soap
that was filling his mouth completely. This time she stood there waiting and when she was satisfied, she took the soap out and told him to get up and clean himself and when he was clean to get himself into her room pronto.

She spun around and went back to her room and sat on the bed. She heard the water running and after a minute or two he appeared in the doorway. She stood up as soon as she saw him. “Well, what are you waiting for? Get in here!” He walked forward and saw the bench with the pillow on top. She wasted no time in telling him just what to do. “Just bend right over that bench, Danny! I want your head down and your bottom high in the air!” The pillow was to insure that his bottom was indeed kept up as high as possible. And it was just the position he ended up in after he stretched himself over it and could see his feet and legs from the angle of his lowered head, looking back through the middle of the dressing bench. She observed all this with much pleasure and satisfaction. The angle of his tight young bottom was delicious. His buttocks were taut and round and his thighs were perfectly displayed. The marks already on them excited her and she was determined to add to them significantly. Danny heard her swishing the strap through the air and he braced himself, thinking that it was about to hit him, but she was only getting the feel of it and enjoying the sound it made. Unable to contain herself any longer, she brought it down sharply right on the place where thigh and buttock meet. Danny screamed as the fresh pain exploded across his bare backside. SWISH! CRACK! Once more the leather bit into his tender flesh.

He couldn’t even think and without realizing it, his reaction was completely natural as he tried to clench his cheeks in anticipation of the next blow from the strap. She saw this, however, and ordered him to relax his bottom. “Now you know the rule, Danny! No clenching ever! You get more for that! And you’d better not let it happen again! And get your legs spread wide! I want to see those balls!” But she knew that in the hot pain of the strapping he would lose control and try to clench or move to avoid the strap again. He wouldn’t be able to help it, and she enjoyed this, knowing that the punishment could go on for hours, quite painful for him, but quite pleasurable for her. She looked closely as he opened his legs wide and his little balls came into view. Her pussy was drenched and her sexual excitement was intoxicating, spurring her into immediate action. She whipped the strap against his ass, thighs and legs repeatedly, over and over, until Danny was screaming and crying and she was breathing quite heavily from the exertion and her sexual excitement.

Her robe had come loose and she couldn’t resist reaching down to rub her clitoris. Waves of pleasure flooded her as she watched the squirming, crying boy, his red, welt-streaked hindquarters inflaming her passions even more. As she felt her sexual peak beginning, she resumed the hard strapping and whipped him harder and harder with complete and utter abandon as she felt the powerful orgasm wash over her, taking her to that place that only the administration of severe punishment could take her. It was so powerful this time, with the newness of the implement adding to the excitement and knowing that Danny had never experienced such a thing either, loving the way it felt to slash it down across both his tender, welted thighs.

Danny lost all control and rolled from side to side in a vain effort to avoid the strap and just when she realized he was doing it, he fell off the side of the bench and landed on the floor, curled up and crying incoherently, quite out of it from the intense pain of the severe strapping. This she would not stand for and she screamed at him, “GET BACK OVER THERE RIGHT NOW!! NOW DANNY!! NOW!! And she started strapping him right where he lay, the strap biting into the sides of his thighs and causing him to roll the other way and try to crawl under the bed. She swiftly reached down and in and grabbed his balls in a tight grip. This was her most certain method of control and probably the only thing that could have stopped him at this point and it worked very well, for when he felt the pain in his testicles, he stopped immediately, the fear for his balls overwhelming the fear of the strap. She pulled back hard on them until he realized that he’d better go with them or it was going to hurt far worse. He pushed back and slid out on his belly as she continued the painful pull on his balls. “AAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!!”

His cries grew higher in pitch as her grip tightened. She leaned down and practically whispered in his ear menacingly. “Do you want me to pull them off, Danny?” And she squeezed and pulled harder as she spoke. “Do you want Mama to take them off you?” “No Mama! NO! I promise I’ll be good! I promise! I won’t move again! I promise! EEEEEEE!!!!!! MY BALLS!!” “Then you have one last chance to bend back over that bench and stick your bottom up and spread your legs wide and take this strap wherever I want to use it! Even if it’s on your balls! NOW GET OVER THERE!! NOW!!!!” And she pulled him up and shoved him to the bench. He wanted so badly to rub his throbbing balls, but he knew that he’d better not and so he bent back down over the pillow and arched up his red, hot welted bottom and opened his legs wide, crying loudly all the while.

She watched as he spread his legs and his balls came back into view. She started whipping him again and this time she made sure the end of the strap landed right on his inner thighs. Danny’s screams and cries grew loud once more as she strapped him hard on such tender areas. She covered every inch and then moved to his outer thighs and then pulled his cheeks open with one hand and made the leather bite the area inside his butt crack and then right on his little hole! Danny lurched forward suddenly from the extreme pain and shock of it and slipped on the pillow until he fell off the front of the bench. She had really been getting into it and his losing position really pissed her off! “GET YOUR ASS BACK IN THE AIR RIGHT NOW, DANNY!!!!!!! I’M NOT ABOUT TO STAND FOR THIS CRAP!!!! GET BACK OVER HERE!!!! DO IT NOW!!!!

Her tone and the intensity of her voice, combined with the look on her face had Danny shaking as he hurried to obey her and resume the horribly exposed, vulnerable and embarrassing position. “I’m sorry Mama! I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to! I’m sorry!!” “SHUT UP AND BEND OVER NOW!!!!!!” As soon as he got his legs back apart, she moved into place and started slapping the strap against his balls. She made sure it was not only hard enough to sting, but hard enough to cause deeper twinges as well. Danny was completely overwhelmed and lost all coherent thought as she used the strap on his balls. All he knew was the repetitive slaps of the strap on his balls was the worse she’d ever punished him. He was hoarse from all the screaming, begging and crying and he grew more and more guttural as he began to lose his voice.

He didn’t know it, of course, but she was rubbing her clit with one hand and slapping his balls with the other. She was so worked up from the excitement of the harsh punishment and watching the strap bounce off his tight little ball sack that she just couldn’t restrain herself. She found a rhythm that she liked for both the strap and working her clit and she kept at it until she felt herself getting close and then she slapped his balls even harder. Danny thrashed and squirmed and kicked his legs furiously as the strap landed with over and over! The dull slap of the leather landing on his balls was so incredibly painful! “HOLD STILL!” She cried out, unable to hide the excitement in her voice, dropping the strap and spanking his balls with her hand, needing to feel them as they bounced, tight in his scrotum, “Mommy will punish these any time she wants to! YES! Mommy will punish! Punish her naughty boys’ balls! Spank these balls! OH! OH! Punish your Balls! OOOHHHHHH!!!!!” She felt a strong orgasm wash over her, but it wasn’t strong enough to satisfy her. But she knew a good way to get back there again.

She picked up the strap and looked at him and realized that his bottom wasn’t as high and round as she liked it. “GET YOUR BOTTOM BACK UP!!!!” She ordered, and then she stepped to one side and started strapping his bottom and thighs with all her might. Danny thrashed and squirmed and kicked his legs furiously as the strap landed with terrific force over and over! The hot kiss of the leather landing in the same places stung so much! She was rapidly losing herself in the sensations again, and soon all she was aware of was the sound of the strap and the powerful feelings building between her legs. She was whipping and rubbing with complete abandon, lost in her excited reaction to his pain and fear. It was the most exciting thing she’d ever known, spanking, strapping and punishing her naughty boy and keeping him in her complete control. Then she was just wildly landing the strap anywhere it would hit him as the orgasm began to build. She thrashed the strap all over as she rubbed her clit harder and faster and harder and faster and the slap of the strap reverberated in the room along with Danny’s frantic vocalizations and then she was lost in waves of intense, deep and powerful orgasms, spasmodically occurring again and again until she couldn’t stand any longer and she collapsed back onto the bed, where she curled up and kept her hand between her thighs as she caressed herself through the last stages of the intense pleasure.

Danny didn’t know all this. He was still crying loudly, even though he knew she wasn’t strapping his bare ass and legs anymore. He knew he couldn’t get up without her permission anyway and so he just cried himself out as his mother felt herself relaxing all over. “Get out of here, Danny! Go to your room and get in bed just like you are, naked! That will make sure you remember to mind me in the future!” She wanted nothing to do with him at the moment, but she knew that would change, it wouldn’t be too long before she would have to get back to strict punishment for Danny. She knew he was scared of what she might do to punish him and she liked it that way. And, of course, there was always tomorrow. She was thinking of instituting a program of daily preventative spankings……………..

end of part one