Spanked again

Rebeccah's mother doesn't make you wait long. She finds you sitting on the edge of your bed, naked from the waist down. Your penis has shriveled in fear and being shaved smooth, it looks like a little boy's penis. You feel like a little boy, about to be punished for playing with himself.

She is no longer wearing an apron and she sits on the edge of the bed next to you. She is dressed much the same as yesterday, with a blouse and skirt, her stocking tops showing as she sits and her skirt hem moves up her full thighs. She doesn't appear as angry as she was in the kitchen, but she pats her lap, gesturing for you to take the position.

You obediently lay over her thighs, excrutiatingly conscious of the feeling of her nylon stockings against your penis and shaved pubic area. She gives your bottom a swat. Just as before, it is not too hard and not too soft, but the smack of her palm against your skin is loud in the room.

"I suppose I am flattered that you were playing with your little penis while you were thinking about me," she says between spanks. "But I'm afraid you may have hurt Rebeccah's feelings. You should apologize again when you have a chance, and be more heartfelt about it."

"Yes, mommy," you say.

"I had no idea you were such a perverted boy," she says as her hand comes down rythmically, your bottom starting to feel hot. You realize it is inevitable and your penis starts to harden and press between her stockinged thighs. Your dream from last night surfaces in your mind and it's all you can do to not hump her stockinged thighs. All of the sexual frustration that you were trying to take care of in the bathroom comes back and your penis grows so hard you feel like it might break off.

"To think that you were in there playing with your little penis thinking about me showing you my breasts, then encouraging you to suck on them like that? All the while thinking about me stroking you and encoraging you to come for me? So naughty!" she says, indignantly.

"Naughty. Boy. Naughty, naughty, naughty," she says, puncutating each word with a spank.

It's all too much. The days of teasing and pent up sexual frustration. The vivid imagry of sucking on her breasts while she strokes you, the stimulation of her sexy stockinged thighs against your shaft. You feel yourself start to squirt and a huge orgasm grips you, and you find yourself helplessly gasping while you empty your balls on your mother in law's thighs.

Of course she knows what was happening and as you come, she spanks even harder, saying "Naughty!" with each spank.

Humiliated and exhausted, the tears start to flow and you quietly sob, while she gives you a final ten spanks.