Spanking...the tables turned

There are rules in our house, I accidentally broke one

This confession is long winded, but I needed to give it some context.

I have become a victim of my own strict house rules and my unwillingness to bend the rules. I was raised in a strict conservative home. I thought the rules that raised me were good and will be in effect in our home. Since my oldest was born my husband (now ex) and I have had a few stringent ‘nonnegotiable’ rules in place. Admittedly, mostly at my insistence so my husband bowed out of any corporal punishment requirements. We strictly enforced the rules with NO exceptions as we have repeatedly told our son.

A few years ago, I divorced my husband. Leaving me (now 37) and my kids including my 14-year-old son. I do the best I can as a single parent. I stay in shape keeping my figure that I have worked so hard to maintain and I am focused on staying energetic and healthy.

One of the rules include the use of certain ‘bad words.’ It makes me crazy upset when people cuss. My dad used to say “if you cuss it means you have nothing intelligent to say”

Admittedly, there have been times when I muttered an explicative or two when I was very mad, injured or frustrated after I was sure that nobody was around to hear me. I know it is hypocritical, but I am human.

Our punishment was deigned to help ensure the indiscretion is never repeated and it worked very well in most situations especially with temper tantrums. Violation of any of our few rules resulted in a spanking. At first, I used my hand but as he got older a hand seemed to have little effect, so I now use a ping pong paddle.

The process is, we discuss the infraction and why it should never have happened which include the negative effects on him and the people around him. Any protests during this process from him verbal or otherwise (no covering of your butt with your hands) resulted in a doubling of the punishment. He must get the paddle and hand it to me. He is required to take off all his clothes down to his shoes and socks giving him time to reflect on what is coming.

This was not a real issue when he was a boy but now that he’s a teen it is turning into an embarrassing situation for both of us. He is required to do this irrespective of who was present (embarrassing and humiliating), lay across my lap (just the position is embarrassing and humiliating. You are completely exposed and vulnerable) where he would get upto 25 whacks depending on the severity of the infraction. Once his butt was red, he must stand in the middle of the room with his hands behind his head for 30 minutes after which he had to acknowledge his wrongdoing and give an apology to all people affected. If they didn't accept then they can specify additional humiliations he had to preform before they would accept. He then could go about his evening here at home, but had to stay naked till morning. Cussing carried the most severe punishment.

Over the years there were times that relatives or friends were present during the punishment. We explained that they were affected by his misbehavior, so they needed to witness the punishment.

I was forced to administer a spanking to my son only about a month before this next incident. He had cussed while my best friend and I were chatting and having coffee. He has gone through puberty, and he is on the football team, so he is getting muscular. There is a part of me that says he’s getting too old for this type of punishment while another part tells me the punishment is still effective.

I could see that the word slipped, and he panicked as soon as he said it. My girlfriend gasped at the sound of the word. I was so embarrassed and disappointed in him by the situation I told him to “get the paddle”. He looked at my girlfriend and back at me with a look of a pleading to ‘not have to do this.’ With a sigh he headed off to get the paddle. My girlfriend is aware of my rules and although she has never witnessed the punishment, knew what was about to happen.

After handing me the paddle he stood in the middle of the room and kicked off his cross trainers then pulled off his socks. He stripped off his shirt and shorts leaving him in his boxers. My girlfriends’ eyes opened wide in disbelief and admiration of his developing body, but she remained quiet.

He stood in desperate hope that this punishment would stop. His look was still one of humiliation and desperation. When I didn’t stop it he turned redder than I had ever seen before. He pulled down his boxers revealing his rather large semi erect penis.

He quickly laid across my lap I think to expedite the process. With his feet toward my girlfriend giving her an unobstructed view of his swats he laid in silence as I finished reddening his butt. Before he got up, he whispered “can I get dressed now?” “You know the rules!” I reminded him. He slowly stood and put his hands behind his head giving us a view of his very red and surprisingly muscular butt. I had not seen his butt since before his starting football.

“Turn and apologize to Mrs. Cruz” I ordered. He let out a nervous breath and when he turned, I saw his concern. His teenage hormones were in full effect, and he was fully erect. His penis was so hard that it was purple and quite large, and it looked like it hurt. He was so humiliated and embarrassed that his apology was delivered as he fought back tears of humiliation. She said she would accept his apology if he masturbated for us. He did and he blew his load in an empty glass I was drinking out of. My friend drank it while we watched. I felt so bad for him but perhaps he will control his words better now. He was so humiliated he avoided me for days.

I told you that story to put what I’m about to share in the proper perspective.

I was home alone cleaning the house the other day while kids were at school. I had my music on and loud as I sang along to my favorite tunes. I was dusting when my favorite, and expensive vase slipped from my hand and crashed to the floor. I’m admittedly a recovering potty mouth but I have learned to control it. I have had many spankings to help me improve. I reacted shouting “Fuck!” three times over the din of the music as I stared at the mess on the tile floor.

I heard someone clear their throat which startled me. Looking up there stood my son and 2 of his friends. He reached over to the stereo and turned it off. Looking me in the eye said, “get the paddle!” while maintaining a deadly serious and almost vengeful look. My eyes quickly darted to his friends who now flanked him in silence. My son seemed to read my mind saying, “they were affected by what you said.” Turning to his friends he said “you guys need to promise you will not tell anyone about what’s about to happen now! OK?” they both nodded ‘yes’ without fully knowing what was about to happen.

My mind raced searching for a loophole in my rule as I reminded myself of my own words “NO exceptions”. I never expected to be in the recipient situation as I feverishly thought of why the rules didn’t apply to me. Changing the rules now may have a devastating effect in trying to raise a teenage boy I thought.

He spoke “what are you waiting for? Go get the paddle.” Abandoning the mess in front of me and resigning myself to knowing that given his last spanking he was NOT going to let me off the hook. I slowly retrieved the paddle and handed it to him. MY rules dictated what was now required. I had to strip naked in front of my son and his friends. As I reluctantly removed my t-shirt, I realized his friends had no idea of the rules or what was happening.

I heard one of them say “wow” in a whisper as I discarded my top. My whole body turned beet red causing me to hesitate while reaching for the button on my shorts. I reluctantly unbuttoned my shorts and slowly unzipped them and pushed them down ensuring that my panties remained in place. Since I wasn’t wearing shoes, I pulled off my socks while I discarded my shorts.

Standing erect I was now wearing only a plain but matching bra and boy short panties. My son sat in the middle of the sofa still holding the paddle and instructed his friends to sit in an adjacent love seat. I stood in front of the boys and in an effort to reduce my embarrassment and humiliation did not look at them. “I’m waiting!” I heard my son parrot as I used that same line with him in the past. My body began to tremble as I reached for the clasp on my bra.

These boys were about to see me naked, and it was so humiliating. Still searching for a reason to stop this from happening to me I felt the clasp open and using my arms pinned the bra so it would fall off. Delaying the inevitable, I pulled my arms through the bra straps and held it momentarily to my chest.

Still shaking I took a breath and pulled it off discarding it on the floor. One of the boys nervously cleared his throat. I could feel their eyes riveted to me.

Returning to a standing position I straightened my body which in retrospect inadvertently prominently displayed my boobs. Blowing out another breath in an effort to control my trembling I pushed my panties down and over my butt letting them fall to my feet. “Oh my God!” one whispered. I stepped out of my panties. I was now completely naked in front of my son and his friends.

At that moment I realized that it would just get worse from here. I now had to lay across my son’s lap. My legs would be toward his friends which meant that they could see between my legs. I made every effort to keep my legs together as I ‘assumed the position’ that effort proved to be impossible. Once I was in position, I pinned my legs together to maintain whatever little privacy I had left.

“You gonna spank her?” one boy asked in disbelief. “Yup! House rules apply to everyone that lives under this roof! She cussed!” once again regurgitating a line I had used multiple times. I felt his hand on my lower back and braced for what was to come. “I think 25 for embarrassing me in front of my friends.” He said to no one in particular then I felt the first smack of the paddle. It stung as he struck my bare butt causing me to jump and almost slip off his lap. “One boy said “ow!” I guess in sympathy. My right foot landed on the floor and my legs were now wide open. His friends had an unobstructed view of my pussy.

When I say unobstructed, I mean just that. I am completely shaved down there. My son slid his foot blocking me from closing my legs and pushing them open even more. I had no doubt that they could see both holes with no problem. As he was trying to hold me on his lap, he grabbed my boobs to stabilize me.

Giving up on modesty I left my foot on the floor to brace myself. As my son evenly distributed the smacks across my butt, and inner upper thighs with a force that I think was in retaliation for the last spanking he received I began to cry both from embarrassment and pain.

“25!” he said. One of his friends observed “man her butt is really red.” “Stand up!” my son commanded. I stood, put my hands behind my head and facing the boys I apologized not only for my foul language but what they just witnessed. They nodded with a silence acceptance. My son told me "Remain as you are and don't move no matter what happens. We are going to closely inspect every inch of your naked body." I shook my head that I understood. I knew they would take advantage of my situation, and decided I was fine with it. My pussy was dripping wet.

I stood with my hands behind my head and legs spread for 30 minutes. The boys inspected my nakedness up close, they groped my tits, pinched my nipples, kneaded my ass and pussy while I stood there with my hands on my head, legs spread and eyes closed. I came several times as they took turns fingering my pussy and asshole. After which I was told by my son to kneel, I did. And they masterbated as they played with my tits. They spewed cum all over my face and boobs. I was told to continue cleaning naked in front of them leaving the cum. I was humiliated and very embarrassed. I know I shouldn’t be cussing again anytime soon, but I really enjoyed being punished.

After his friends left he apologized for taking things that far, but with the guys there he got carried away, and he didn't think I would do it anyway. I told him it was ok, that I really fucking enjoyed it.

He smiled and said to assume the position.

I stood with my hands behind my head and legs spread and waited for instructions.

After another thorough inspection of my pussy, asshole and mouth. He told me to get on my knees, I thought he was going to spank me, but he shoved his cock deep and fucked me hard for the first time. As he fucked me he would swat my ass with the paddle. I came three times, as I came the last time I screamed fuck me. He's keeping that one to punish me later.