A Gap Filler

Momma never really told me what boys like me did other than "listen to their mommas, they always know what's best" but I just knew she had something planned. Momma was good at getting what she wanted and i know that there's no fighting it.

I bent over like momma showed me. Her commands echoed in my mind "always bend over from your waist and keep your legs straight" the soft hypnotic way her voice would seer commands into my head made sure I'd never forget. As I bent over I was hyperaware of how exposed my thong girdling bubblebut was to the open door, momma always made sure I was behaving to her standards and she'd sneak around the house catching me if I did otherwise. I retrieved a pink shoebox from underneath my bed like she'd told me to a few days ago. She told me she'd buy my a fun little device on my 21st birthday and whatever it is, it's in here.

My heart raced at the thought, i couldn't guess what it was so i was dying to look at it. If I'd opened the box before my birthday she said she would punish me and momma's punishments would make a simple 'electronics ban' look like a fun activity.

I pinched one end of the bright red ribbon on the box, took a deep breath, and pulled it. The ribbon bow loosened, a breath getting caught in my throat. I quickly pull open the top and... Well I didn't expect this... I expected shoes but was instead greeted by a bumpy butt plug with a gem on the side that sits snug on the enterence to my ass.

I was bittersweet about it to say the least. Another toy to play with but... it was just that, another toy... I pick it up and realise, this things is at least 2" bigger than the one I have right now, this is a metalic medium size plug with more girth. I drop it into the box and close it, take a deep breath and place it besides me on the nightstand.

"Punishments have gotten whole lot better honey" momma looks at me with a devilish smile, she stood by the door watching me this whole time "I'm glad you paid attention to your last lesson, bending over at the waist is very important, especially for the future" she approched me slowly and menacingly, stopping besides me. She took the plug out of the box "but you forgot your oldest task, Momma had to make her own breakfast" she whispered into my ear, my heart began to race. Momma held the plug up to my lips and pressed the tip gently to my lips "go ahead" she said softly as if this was a normal thing to be teaching your kids. I knew there was no arguing against her...