Bathroom rules are established

After nearly half an hour of sulking on his bed, John finally managed to pull himself together and get back on his feet. The sudden change in position sent a shock down his groin, causing John to quickly buckle over and push his knees together.

His humiliating punishment with his mother had caused John to forget that he really needed to go to the bathroom, but now it was unignorable. Wasting no time he bolted out of his bedroom, down the hall, and into the bathroom. As he was running into the room he swung his arm behind himself to slam the door shut, only to be met by a palm full of air.

"Fuck" John said under his breath, as he realized exactly why he didn't use the bathroom in the first place. John was a prude, so embarrassed by his body and it's functions that he went as far as paying for laser hair removal because of how he thought it made him look like an ape. So there was no way in hell he would ever pee so openly.

Shifting weight back and forth between both legs and gripping his penis harder than ever, John desperately tried to think of a way to find some privacy. Suddenly he remembered that his mother's master bedroom came with it's own private bathroom. With this realization John turned heel and made his way to his mother's room.

As he approached the door to his mother's room he began to tip toe. John's careful movement and bare feet allowed him to make it to the door without making a sound.

Removing one hand from his crotch and placing it on the door knob, John slowly began opening the door. Peeking inside a sliver of an opening he noticed nothing but darkness. Thinking the coast was clear John began to enter to room, only to be met with a cold hand on the back of his shoulder.

The surprise made John jump, causing his 5.16 in. erect cock to spring free from it's handcup and bounce wildly as he landed. Turning around John came face to face with his mother.

"You weren't planning on using my bathroom John, where you?" his mother asked with a smug tone.

"W-Well, I was just plann-" John stammered out, still very shaken from his mothers sudden appearance.

"My bathroom is for me and non-N.A.K.E.D guests only John." Ms.Doe said firmly. "If you need to do your business you have to use the hall bathroom"

"But anyone could just walk by and watch me!" John quickly objected. "There's no fucking way I'm ever doing that!"

"Watch your mouth!" John's mother said, slightly surprised that her son would continue to swear after his recent punishment. "This is all apart of the N.A.K.E.D program, if you don't like it then you shouldn't have stolen Megan's panties!"

"Fuck you! This entire program is insane! Can't you just punish me like a normal mother instead of like a psycho bitch?!" John blurted out so loud that he's practically shouting.

"ANYONE ELSE wouldn't be nearly as FUCKING STUPID as you to actually thi-"

"Ok that's it!" John mother interrupted, as she promptly gripped the shaft of John's 5.16 in. stiff cock and pulled.

"What the fuck are you do-" John began to say as he stumbled forward, only to be interrupted by the loud cracking of flesh.

John screamed in pain as he realized that he just received a powerful slap on his right ass cheek.

"You clearly haven't learned ANYTHING from your last lesson, so now i'll have to turn your behind black and blue!" Ms.Doe shouted, as she delivered another hard strike to John's left buttock.

"Wait! Please don-" John began to say, only to be interrupted by another crack on his right cheek. Chocking back tears John once again began to frantically plead with his mother. "Please, please, please don't spank me anymore!" *CRACK!* A third strike comes down hard enough to leave a hand shaped mark on John's right cheek.

"Stop! You're going to leave marks! Megan will see your hand prints on my ass, I won't ever be able to live this down! " John pleaded, desperately trying to pull out of his mothers tight grip. *CRACK!* A fourth strike lands on the opposite cheek leaving another hand shaped imprint. "I'll use the hall bathroom! I'll stop swearing! I'll do anything! I promise!" John managed to get out before the fifth, six and seventh strikes land in quick succession on alternating cheeks.

"You will?" Ms.Doe asked, momentarily pausing the spanking.

"Yes, yes, I will!" John responded through tears. "I promise no more swearing... and i'll use the hall bathroom."

"Ok, I'm going to hold you to that promise, Mr.Doe." Ms.Doe said in a very stern tone as she released John's shaft from her tight grip. "If I ever hear you swear again, I'm going to give you a hard slap on the ass. No warning!" Ms.Doe stated while John backed away while re-cupping his penis with his hands. "Do I make myself clear?"

"Yes, ma'am." John said meekly, while impatiently dancing in place.

Satisfied with the response, Ms.Doe began to move past John towards her room. Before entering she turned around and pointed at her son's cupped crotch "you know It's against N.A.K.E.D rules to cover yourself, but i'll let it slip this time." she stated calmly. "Now go to the bathroom then report the the living room when you're done" she ordered, closing the door behind her.

As soon as his mother's door closed John burst into sprint, and ran straight to the hall bathroom. At this point John didn't even care anymore, he had to go. Feeling as if he didn't have a second to spare, John made it to the toilet and let his bladder empty. Despite his mother being the only other person home, John still had the strangest feeling he was being watched. Little did he know he was still being recorded by several cameras around the house.

After finishing his business John reported to the living room. There he was greeted by his mother, all dressed up holding her purse.

"Hope you're ready to go" She asked

"Wait! Where are we going?!"