Pinky's mom

"If you're wondering if my son Pinky is going to get spanked or who's going to spank him, you'll have no doubts when I'm spanking him! I'm that brat's mother and if you want to know why this little boy is going to get Spanked, wait around and watch him write lines with his, Spanked bare bottom pointing to all of you. If you don't believe me yet, you will when you See Me Spanking Pinky right now."

Pinky was already so self conscious about his bare buttocks sticking out, uncovered and facing girls, vividly pictured what it would look like when his butt was red and welted. His mom scolding him and openly speaking of spanking him was worse than the already awkward humiliation of standing bottomless in time out.

**SLAPP!!** "OWW!" She spanked her son once with a sideways slap on the outer side of one buttock, rotated her palm, and immediately brought her hand down again on the same buttock, but this time struck from the crevice outward.

**SLAPP!!** "AAHHHA! MAWM!"

She slapped his left buttock next, from the crevice diagonally towards his hip, then back down the same way.

**SLAPP** "AHHHAOWW" **SLAPP** "AWAH! OWWHU"

She yanked his shoulder, forcing him to turn around and he instinctively covered his tiny genitals, but it was too late and it didn't matter anyway. Pinky knew they all saw it, and would all see it more.

'PWHAAH! THAT'S JUST PATHETIC!"

"AHHAHAV

'THAT'S TINY!"

"I DIDN'T KNOW THEY COULD BE THAT SMALL!"

"WOW YOU POOR VIRGIN FOR LIFE LITTLE BOY! AHAHAHA"

Pinky held his hands over his boyhood as his mom spanked him along the wall to the other side of the office. Pinky's arms reflexively shot back several times to futilely attempt deflecting spanks, and sometimes rabidly grabbing at his face and in the air.

The girls loved the sight of it all. None of them really cared for Pinky, and while some were often **** than others, they all felt a bond over witnessing Pinky getting spanked across the room.

It seemed like such a silly sight, a classmate their own age getting punished in such a juvenile way that none of them would ever have thought they'd witness. They loved feeling the power to watch what he hated that they could see, that his mom punished him in the most humiliating way that no one else ever was, that his mom spanks him with no regard for his dignity, that his tiny privates weren't private at all and only because his mother was spanking him standing bare butt and stomping across the room. His concerns of vulnerability as irrelevant as an infant's, and butt getting spanked around with loud heavy smacks in every direction, all brought immense pleasure to these girls. Dopamine and Serotonin filled their heads and every girl felt more and more of a rush egged on by the energy of squealing peers.

When she had reached a large chair, Pinky's mom sat and yanked him down over her lap. His belly was on her left leg and his thighs on her right, and his pelvis between her spread jean clad legs.