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I waiting for the boys outside school and as soon as they got in the car I turned to Jason and said how sorry I was for not getting out of bed this morning. We all sat in almost silence the whole way home and I promised the boys a pizza for tea and as soon as we arrived they rushed to Jason’s room.
I realised I had forgot to tell Jason about the paddle arriving and decided to take it upstairs to show him. I thought it was almost like I was literally asking for it when I walked in with it in my open palms. Josh laughed “Oh you are a good little girl aren’t you Missus Roberts”. Jason smiled as I handed it over to him and he quietly told me we would have pizza and then they would deal with me.
The next hour was the longest in my life as I paced up and down the room tried to sit down tried to watch TV but couldn’t get the thoughts of that horrid paddle out of my head. At last the pizza came although I wasn’t the least bit hungry I managed a few mouthfuls and a glass of red wine to calm my nerves. As the boys were still upstairs I quickly decided to change my clothes and put on a plain white bra some modest white bikini style knickers, a loose t-shirt and a pair of jeans.
I was sitting nervously clutching my second glass of wine when the boys came down. “I hope you will do exactly what we tell you Mum or it will be worse for you” said Jason. God how much worse could it be I thought a grown woman of 32 about to let her 13 year old son and his friend smack her bottom with a paddle. I was told to go and wait in the hall while they got things ready for me.
I could hear muffled laughter and the sound of furniture being moved and Josh’s voice saying how much fun it was going to be and how he bet I would cry like a baby. I saw the front door and almost had a blind flash of panic to run but yet deep inside I knew I had it coming and just hoped it didn’t hurt as much as I remembered Aunt Elizabeth spanking me all those years ago. But they were only 2 13 year old boys how hard could they smack?
I was called back into the room and saw most of the furniture had been pushed against the walls leaving just the wooden coffee table in the middle of the room. I saw Jason’s laptop on the other table and Josh sitting looking at it as Jason took my hand and led me up to the table. “Up you get Mum” he said and pointed to the low table, I took one step up and stood feeling very vulnerable and totally ashamed.
“Undo the button on your jeans Mum” smiled Jason, I hesitated but then slowly did as he told me “now push the zip down”. this was nothing like I had imagined and almost felt eager in anticipation of what they had in store for me. Jason then went over to the laptop and Josh came to stand in front of me. I could see the pure look of enjoyment on his face and he held back a laugh.
“Now Alison take your jeans down to your knees” he grinned “Oh by the way you don’t mind if I call you Alison do you” he said smugly. I shook my head in answer to his question and with my hands as heavy as concrete I pushed my jeans to my knees.
I stopped briefly to adjust my knickers and stop them sliding down with the jeans then stood with my hands by my sides while they both looked at me.
Josh went over to the computer again and Jason returned and sternly told me to put my hands on my head and not to move an inch. I lifted my arms and placed my hands on the top of my head feeling more humiliation than in my entire life put together. “Good girl” he said now ask me very nicely to take your knickers down so we can see your bare bottom. Oh god I wanted to die how on earth had they managed to make this as devastatingly embarrassing as this. I hesitated and swallowed hard before speaking, “Please Jason will you take my knickers down so Mummy can let you see my bare bottom”. Oh that’s so sweet” mocked Josh. “Good girl Mum but say it again louder and say it like you really mean it”, exclaimed Jason. I hesitated again and this time spoke quicker and louder “PLEASE TAKE MY KNICKERS DOWN SO YOU CAN SEE MUMMY’S BARE BOTTOM”, he smiled and took hold of the waistband while he stood in front of me and began to pull them down.
I was screaming inside and praying that at the last minute they would announce it was all one big joke or something. He tugged them down a few inches and then stopped “Are you sure you want me take them right down” he asked I was so caught up in the events I had no thought of backing down now and replied “Yes please”, which made him smile even more. He lowered them further and I felt the tops of my bum cheeks and then my entire bottom exposed to Josh who was sat behind me but worse than that my whole pubic region was on show to my 13 year old son.
I glanced down and saw my knickers inside out between my knees with my jeans and wondered what was wrong with me, surely no other Mum would allow this to happen. The room was silent apart for Josh tapping on the computer as Jason walked round me looking at me from all angles “Do you feel ashamed of yourself then Mum” he asked I nodded my head “fancy a grown woman having to ask her son to take her knickers down because she has been a naughty girl”. I looked at his face as he said it and he looked so much in control I really did feel like a naughty girl.
He told me to turn round and face Josh and tell him just what I was. I shuffled round on the table still keeping my hands on my head giving him a clear view of my chestnut brown pubic hair. I looked him in the face “I am a naughty girl Josh and I deserve everything I get”. He stood up and came right in front of me without any warning he reached out and took hold of a tuft of my pubes. He pulled quite hard almost making me thrust out towards him. I gave a little squeal which made them both laugh and he had me repeat 5 times I was a naughty girl. He eventually let go and looked at his hands and smiled as he brushed a few hairs off which he had pulled out of me.
Jason was behind me and I jumped as he patted my bum “Bend right over Mum and touch your toes”, I did as he told me straight away and then felt his warm hands stroke my bottom. I kept my knees pressed together terrified of what might be on show as he kneaded and roughly handled my bare bum cheeks. He stopped and then gave me several hard slaps to my bottom “This is what you want isn’t it Mum your bare bottom smacking” and with out waiting for a reply he gave me several more “SMACK”, “SMACK”, “SMACK”, echoed round the room. “Say it then Mum” he enforced his words with more Slaps. “Yes yes” I gasped “I want my bare bottom smacking”. I realised I was almost begging for my own punishment.
I was made to shuffle around once more this time still bending over until my bare pink bottom was in front of Josh. He felt my bum the same as Jason did but he made more of an effort to spread my cheeks as wide as he could I wanted to cry with the shame of knowing what he was looking at. He must have sensed my added embarrassment and laughed “Don’t you like showing me your arse hole then Alison”, I was confused what to say, I didn’t want to argue with him. “I don’t mind Josh” I said as I gritted my teeth in utter shame. He let go then exclaimed in that case perhaps I better reach round with my own hands and pull my own bum cheeks as far apart as I possible could.
I looked up at Jason in hope that he would save me from doing such a humiliating act. “You heard him Mum do as your told” laughed my own son. I closed my eyes and moved my hands to my cheeks and with both boys openly laughing I opened myself as wide as I could. As if that was not bad enough Josh told me to say thank you for letting me do as I wanted. With tears welling up in my eyes I repeated his words, “Thank you for letting me show you my bottom hole”, he interrupted me with a smack “Bottom is a word for good girls what do naughty girls call it” he laughed.
I knew what he wanted me to say “Thank you for letting me display my arse hole”.
My hands were hurting by now I had been pulling myself open so much for what seemed like forever but Josh was still having fun tormenting me. “Why don’t you ask Jason if he would like to come and see his Mummy’s arse hole Alison”. I was too under their spell to refuse anything by now, “Please Jason would you like to see your Mum’s arse hole”, I said almost crying as I did. He bent down and whispered in my hear and made me repeat his word as loud as I could.
“I AM A NAUGHTY MUMMY WHO LOVES SHOWING OFF HER ARSE HOLE”, he walked round and laughed as he saw it. “Well if I were you Mum I would have made sure you cleaned yourself better if you want to show it everyone”. I burst into tears at his mocking comment and sank to my knees to cry.
They left me sobbing for a while kneeling on the table with my bare bum still on show but thankfully my cheeks squeezed together.
I could hear both the boys behind me on the laptop muttering to each other and as I turned round Josh smiled to me “Stand up Alison you’ve had a good cry like a little girl”, oh how I wanted to scream at the young boy how could he know what they were putting me through and find it so amusing. Once more I had my hands on my head and this time it was Jason who tugged at my pubic hair, “ We have decided Mum that you better go and get a shower and since you want to behave like a little girl and cry we think you should shave all this hair off so you can look like one”. I stood open mouthed at his orders and was on the point of telling then it had all gone far enough and I would do no such thing when Josh interrupted. “Unless Alison you want me to shave you right here”. he laughed “I have never used a razor but it cant be that hard can it”, and they both laughed even more.
I had been given 30 minutes to shower and shave all my pubes off then go in to my room and return wearing what was laid out on my bed. I was on some kind of automatic pilot as I carried out there obscene orders, then as I walked in to my room I gasped at what was laid out on my bed. They were a pair of my highest heel shoes which were black, some white sports socks that came almost up to my knee and then a top that was made out of a t-shirt that had been cut so just the arms and the neck remained so when I put it on my breasts were totally bare.
I walked back downstairs knowing the boys were just going to laugh so much when they saw me and of course I was right. I held my hands over my breasts and between my legs as I entered the room but soon I was up on the table hands on head with everything I had on open display.
They had both been busy writing on some large card about the size of a cereal box and Josh was the first to hand me his I had to hold it out in front of me and it had written on it in big letters.
ALISON ROBERTS
AGE 32
12 WINTER GARDENS
WELLING
KENT
ENGLAND
I was made to spread my legs wide apart showing them my freshly shaved sex and hold the card out and keep turning round on the table while both boys laughed loudly, Then Josh asked if my arse hole was nice and clean and would I like to show it him. Once more I was bent over holding my cheeks apart. “PLEASE WILL YOU LOOK AT MY ARSE HOLE” I found myself shouting as the boys laughed even more.
Next it was Jason’s turn to hand me his piece of card, he had put some string on it and made me bend down so he could put it round my neck. He stood back to look at it and announced it was not quite right I heard josh whisper something to him from behind the laptop and then Jason spoke to me.
“Hold you nipples nice and tight Mum and pull your tits up and out so the card sits flat on your chest”. I was aghast at his request but too far down my road of humiliation to refuse so meekly did as he told me. I had to squeeze my nipples quite tight to be able to pull my breasts in the right positions to satisfy them both but once done they told me to open my legs as wide as I could and face them. Jason had written on his card;
I AM A
NAUGHTY MUMMY
WHO WANTS HER
BARE BOTTOM
SMACKING
VERY HARD
“God Alison don’t you look stupid”, laughed Josh “How does your cunt feel with no hair on it”. “I didn’t know what to say but Jason pressed me for an answer. “It feels very bare” was all I could think of to say. “Do you like having it on show then Mum without any hair so we can see everything”. I don’t what made me say it but I just replied “Yes Jason it proves I am sorry for being naughty and makes me know I am just a silly little girl”.
They were delighted at the way I was eagerly adding to my own shame. After several minutes displaying the card with my tits stretched out and up Jason came to remove it but told me to still keep hold of my nipples. They were beginning to hurt but I kept squeezing and pulling hard.
Both boys were again looking at the computer and then Josh walked up to me. “I think your arse is fat don’t you Alison”, he sneered. I knew the routine by now and even though I know I do struggle sometimes to get in my jeans they was no way I was fat. ”Yes Josh my arse is fat” I said. He laughed and told me that because he was so kind he would let me burn off a few calories by jogging on the spot. I began slowly and realised that with me still holding my nipples I would be pinching them even tighter to keep hold of them as I ran on the spot.
The boys thought it was great fun and each stood behind me and began smacking my bottom. They encouraged me with harder smacks to get my knees up even higher and keep going even faster. It was taking all my effort and concentration to keep my jiggling breasts held firmly, I am only 36c not exactly huge but they felt twice there size and my poor nipples burned with pain.
“Please, please boys can I let go of my nipples” I begged, they kept smacking my bum harder and harder and laughing. They were making me turn around as I ran which was also making me dizzy and the effects of their smacks soon had my bum stinging like mad. After begging several more times Jason stopped smacking my bottom and left Josh to carry on.
“Okay Mum let go of your tits and put your hands on your head but don’t you dare stop running” he smiled. The release on my nipples was electric and had them throbbing like mad but once I had let go my tits were now free to bounce wildly as I ran. Josh was still smacking my bum as hard as he could and making squeal and yelp but Jason soon had other ideas to make me yell.
He slapped me hard right across my bouncing left breast then the right one in quick succession. “You deserve a good titty slapping don’t you Mum” he mocked. My mind was in total turmoil I didn’t know what was hurting the most and I was so out of breath I couldn’t believe the 2 boys had engineered all this for me in just one week.
I begged and begged and pleaded to be allowed to stop running and was soon crying like a baby between gulps for air and Squeals with each hard smack to both my bum and my breasts. Finally as I felt sure I was just about to pass out the boys stopped and told me to stand still.
They went back to the laptop and gave me time to recover and Jason even went and fetched me a glass of water which I was so grateful for. All too soon I was back on the table hands on head. Jason went upstairs and fetched a large mirror I have on my dressing table. “Want to see what we have done to your fat arse Alison,” laughed Josh as Jason held the mirror behind me. I could feel it burning with pain but then so was the rest of my body. “Please can I look at my fat bare arse”, I was made to say before being allowed to turn round. I gasped out loud how red it was and looked down at my chest to see my breasts were quite red too.
Jason put the mirror down and went to get the paddle “We need to make it much redder yet don’t we Mum” he grinned. He had me climb down off the table and stand a few feet away from it then bend right over and hold my hands on each side of it. He tapped my legs with the paddle “Come on Mum legs nice and wide apart you haven’t got any secrets now have you” he laughed. “Now what have you got to say for yourself mum”, he asked.
“Please Jason Paddle naughty Mummy as hard as you like”, I almost begged him.
“SPLATT”,
I was shocked by both the pain and how loud it was It was summer and only then did I realise the windows were open and all my crying and smacking could be plainly heard outside.
“SPLATT”,
I bent my knees and hissed as the pain stung deep in to me.
“SPLATTTTTT”
Oh even harder right across both my bum cheeks, my knuckles were white as I gripped the table waiting for another.
“SPLATTT”
I was almost too weak to yell and began to just cry and cry
“SPLATT”
“SPLATT”
“SPLATT”
The paddle was so hard and making mincemeat out of my battered bottom.
“SPLATT”
I was bawling now like any 2 year old would be proud off and through my tears I could see Josh laughing his head off.
“SPLATT”
He walked round to stand behind me and I heard Jason ask if he wanted to give me the last one.
Of course he wanted to and then I heard him gasp, “Oh WOW look at the colour of her arse” I then felt hands rub my bottom although it was so sore and almost numb they felt so distant. “Hey Alison you’ve actually got blisters on your fat arse how cool is that”, “Yeah Mum its going to be fun seeing you try and sit down for the rest of the week” laughed Jason.
“So Alison ask me nicely for the last one” laughed Josh I was still sobbing and blubbering like a naughty child
“SPLATTTTTT”
Oh how I howled and howled and didn’t care if all the street heard me “THANK YOU, THANK YOU BOYS FOR BLISTERING MY BARE ARSE” I yelled.
I was left to dance around the room holding my burning cheeks as the boys went back to the lap top. “Hey how about a close up of her bum before we say goodbye” laughed Josh. “Bend over Mum and stick your bottom up” smiled Jason then he walked towards me with a webcam in his hands. Josh held the screen of the laptop up and there were several chat boxes on it. I could only read one before Jason pushed me over so he could film a close up of my blistered bum.
“SEND THE NAUGHTY GIRL TO BED SO SHE CAN REST FOR NEXT WEEK”
I turned to face Jason “Yes mum, we are going to do this every weekend from now on”
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