It's too late, this is happening.

You cum harder than you think you've ever cum in your life. Granted you haven't had a lot of wild sex up to this point, none in fact, but still this is one for the books. The sensations makes your knees give out beneath you. You feel hot jets of milky jizm spraying into your mother's red lace panties. You fall to the ground with a lewd moan, tripping over your pants that sit around your ankles and drop your mother's bra on the concrete floor. You look up at your mother and see her eyes are full of rage and disgust at the perverse scene. She strides toward you quickly and grabs your hair roughly in her fist. She tries to pull you to your feet and you scramble to comply, pants still around your ankles. She half pulls, half drags you to the low bench that runs along the wall opposite the laundry machines. She's taller and stronger than you and there's not much you can do to resist, especially not now in the afterglow of your shameful orgasm, still clutching your mother's cum soaked panties in your hand.

"ARE YOU JACKING OFF IN MY PANTIES?! YOU SICK! DISGUSTING! PERVERT!" Her voice is sharp and full of righteous indignation. She sits on the bench, your hair still clenched tightly in her fist forcing you to bend awkwardly at the swift motion.

"Ow! Mom! Please!"

"SHUT UP!" She yells in response.

"Mommy! You're hurting me! Please stop!" She grabs the cum soaked panties in your hand.

"Shut up you filthy little brat!" As she spits these words at you she shoves the defiled article in your mouth as a makeshift gag. You taste the bitter, salty flavor of fresh cum and almost gag in disgust. You moan and squirm in protest prompting your mother to deliver a painful slap to your face. "Don't like the taste?! Maybe you should've thought of that before you decided to use MY! FUCKING! PANTIES! TO! JERK! OFF!" She emphasizes her last words with another slap for each. Before you can recover she grabs your hair again and throws you over her knee and you grunt through the panties hanging from your mouth. Your pants are still around your ankles from your unwholesome jerk session and your now flaccid penis rubs against your mother's skirt and stockings, sending another shiver down your spine even as your mother humiliates you. "I'll show you what dirty little boys who jerk off in their mommy's panties get!"

The first slap stings as her mother brings her hand down on your right cheek. Before you can even process what's happening, getting spanked over your mother's knee like a little boy with her panties that you defiled with your cum stuffed in your mouth. She delivers blow after blow in rapid succession and you can feel her rage building as she does so. You squirm and writhe and squeal in pain as your ass glows bright red with her ****.

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"CAN'T CONTROL YOURSELF FOR ONE MINUTE CAN YOU?!"

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"I WAS SO HAPPY YOU'D ACCEPTED YOUR PUNISHMENT THIS MORNING!"

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"THOUGHT I'D SURPRISE YOU WITH A LUNCH BREAK AND THIS IS WHAT I FIND?!"

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"MY FILTHY!"

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"DISGUSTING!"

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"PERVERT OF A SON JERKING HIS LITTLE DICKIE IN MY FUCKING PANTIES!!"

She is merciless. The blows and degrading words rain down as your squeals turn into grunts and then muffled screams. Your ass is on fire. Each hit burns and leaves a feeling of a thousand tiny needles pressing into the soft tissue of your ass cheeks. The tinge that began as a light pink is now a deep, angry red and your mother shows no signs of stopping. Tears begin to role freely down your cheeks as you sob and wail through the makeshift gag.

"YOU LIKE YOUR MOMMY'S PANTIES?!"

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"ARE YOU A PANTY OBSESSED LITTLE SISSY FAGGOT?!"

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Finally your body goes limp on her lap. You simply don't have the energy to react further. Between the ruined afterglow of that magnificent orgasm, the smooth and silky feel of her stocking clad legs on your oversensitive cockhead, and the screaming pain and humiliation of your mother's ministrations, you just relax completely, hanging over her knee. Your ass jiggles slightly as her spanking continues, but you struggle no more. In this moment your mind can no longer process the difference between pain and pleasure.

She continues to beat your ass till the red becomes marbled with blue bruising. You just accept it, crying loudly, and staring at the floor beneath you. Just as you begin to ask yourself if it will ever end, if you'll ever know anything other than pain and humiliation again, your mother stops her spanking and shoves you roughly off her knee to the floor. You feel it scrape your elbow and knees. Your ass sizzles as the cool air of the basement washes over it. You curl into a ball almost immediately and heave with wretched, pathetic little sobs. Your mouth is still stuffed with your mother's cum soaked panties.