Punish him of course

I quickly laid down on the bed, pushing my ass up in the air as she demanded. I was shaking and scared, handcuffed and helpless. My hands clenched under me, where they were cuffed and now pinned, but inexplicably, I felt my cock try and stiffen in its pink confines, adding more discomfort to my situation.

Julia, I mean mommy, ran her delicate hand up and down my backside as I lay there helplessly, sending shivers through my body. At this point I didn’t know whether to be scared or aroused by this woman, but regardless of my feelings on the matter, her hands reached around and undid my jeans.

As they slid down my body, she tsked at me and sighed before saying sadly, “Cutie I’m trying so hard to help you, to rid you of your toxic **** and keep you from jail. You can’t keep questioning me. Now what do you say cutie?” I turned my head and stared at her, unsure what to say, causing her to smack my ass hard, and me to cry out in shock and pain. My ass stung terribly, but the embarrassment of being caged and spanked hurt more. Tears filled my eyes as she said, “Such a stupid girl, you need to say thank you mommy for helping me.”

“Wait I’m not a”- smack smack smack. She spanked me three times in a row and my Un-shed tears began to flow. I tried to bite my tongue so I would keep some pride and stay silent, but quickly couldn’t manage it, letting out pitiful yelps and squeaks as her hand met my bare ass time and again, turning it into a red mess of slap marks and me into a humiliated, sobbing mess.

After eons, when my ass went numb and my tears were spent, she surprised me by bringing my naked body into a tight hug. She stroked my hair and whispered lovingly that it was going to be okay and that we’d get through this together. I hated myself for it, but I felt so safe in her arms that I had to hug her back and cry into her big breasts.

Once I’d finally calmed down, she let me go and I felt a bit more in control of myself, even if I couldn’t sit properly yet. Before she could say anything further, I swallowed my pride and said what she wanted, “Thank you so much mommy, I needed that to learn to not be such a violent and bad boy.” I **** a smile on my face as I said it and she beamed back at me, clearly ecstatic at my acquiescence.

“So good that you’re finally starting to learn!” She clapped enthusiastically and gave me a quick kiss on the cheek, making my needy cock throb painfully in its cage. “Now that we have that out of the way, I’ll give you a little time to get settled in your new room!”

Mommy got up to walk away, but I had some questions to ask, and knew I had to be delicate in the phrasing or my ass would pay the price for it. Cautiously I asked, “Mommy, can I ask you somethings?”

“Oh sweetly you just did, but I guess I’ll let you ask a few questions.”

A brief swell of gratitude filled me, she’s so nice to let me ask questions! Wait no, she’s torturing me I shouldn’t be grateful! My thoughts kept going in circles like that, but now was not the time to unpack them, so I grit my teeth and pushed them to the back of my mind. “Thank you so much mommy! I was just wondering, where are all of my clothes if I’ll be staying here?”

With a frown, she looked at me like I was the dumbest boy alive before answering. “Why would you need those? I have plenty of clothes here for you that should help you learn not to be violent. Think of them like your little cage, keeping that dumb and mean masculinity out of my cutie.”

Without another word she scooped up the last bit of my clothes and left the room. Meanwhile a sense of horror filled me as I wondered what waited for me in the closet...