The punishment

Max ran down the hallway away from the basketball courts and could faintly here his sister yelling something. She must have found his drawings in his sketchbook. He had never been so embarrassed in his life. The tears flowed and flowed and he could not stop them.

He started the walk home and he took the long way and walked along strange streets he didn’t know in an effort to avoid his sister who would be driving home. He walked slow and sniffled all the way home trying to compose himself. He put in his earbuds and listened to some soothing music and slowly he got ahold of himself. He played the horrible moment over and over in his head. He felt like such and idiot he should have fought harder for the sketchbook back. Of course his sister thought he was slut! Riley probably told her about his little pink panties and they were probably laughing about it right now he thought.

It started to rain as he slowly trudged home, adding to his misery. As he rounded the last corner he saw his house and both his sister’s and his mother’s cars parked out front. He shuddered when he realized his sister probably told their mother about his drawings and he would no doubt be punished very severely.

He considered not going in and just running away but then he thought that was stupid he had no money or clothes. He could feel the tears begin to come again and his bottom lip began to quiver. But in the end he walked up to his front door and grabbed the doorknob. He couldn’t hear anything inside but that didn’t really mean anything but it worried him all the same. He slowly creaked open the door and still couldn't hear anything. He closed the door as quietly as he could and tiptoed through the house trying to reach the stairs before anyone could notice he was home. He peaked around the corner into the kitchen and saw his sister with her head down on the table sobbing quietly. He thought that was weird. What was she crying

She lifted her head off the table and saw him peaking around the corner. “Oh Max!” She said through the tears and the most sorrowful look on her face.

“MAX!!!!!” His mother’s voice echoed through the house. His body went cold and he was frozen with fear. His sister also tensed up and stood up from the table with a jolt.

“Mom wait!” Alice cried as their mother came out of her office and stood in front of the scared boy.

“Shush Alice,” she said not even looking at her. “Into my office young man. Now!” Max squeaked and scurried into his mother’s office which he was not allowed into ever. He often tried when he was younger but his mother always shooed him out, usually with quite a bit of hostility. He sat down in a chair and waited for his mother. “Did I say you could sit down?!” With that Max shot up and stood staring down at the floor averting his mother’s eyes.

His mother was very well known journalist working for the Boston Times. She made decent money and provided for her family well. Despite her fame she never made the fortune that was promised with that. She made a modest living and she considered herself an honest old fashioned woman. She was very handsome and spent more money on designer suits than she should have. She was tall and muscular and was the only one in the family with blonde hair.

“You embarrassed your sister at school!!” She yelled.

“No mommy ple-” he started but the slap came and he didn’t even realize it until the stinging set in. It had been a solid year since his mother had hit him and ever since then he had tried to be a good boy. The tears once again began to flow from his eyes and down his cheeks.

“Now bend over the desk.”

“Mommy please I’ve been good I swear.”

“I said bend over young man.” Max put his elbows on the desk and bent over. His mother pulled up his skirt exposing his pretty pink panties. “I didn’t raise you to wear such slutty clothes!” Although it was expected the first slap was a surprise to the young boy and he let out a high pitched squeal.

“Mommy please!” He cried through the tears. Then to his horror he felt a strain on his panties!

“Be quiet mister! You embarrassed your sister at school! She is your sister you shouldn’t even be talking to her!” The next slap landed on his other cheek and his dick got more hard. He let out a little moan but he caught it quick and prayed his mother didn’t hear it.

The slaps continued to rain down on his cute little ass and Max continued to scream and yell all while his erection raged under his short little skirt.

“Mommy please I can-” he couldn’t finish. His mouth hung open and his tongue lolled out of his mouth. He could feel his pulsating member below him…betraying him. He had never had an orgasm before, it was so frowned upon and he feared his mother would kill him if he ever masturbated.

He thought he would have to wait for his wedding night to experience it. While his legs were shaking and his eyes rolled into the back of his head he could feel the liquid begin to dribble out of his pretty pink panties, soiling them. All the while the spanking continued through the wave of bliss he was experiencing. His mind began to fuzz and the light of his mother’s office began to fade and he slipped into unconsciousness.

Max woke up on the floor of his mother’s office to find his father kneeling beside him and his mother looming over the both of them.

“What did you do Sarah?!” His father yelled at his mother. His mother didn’t say anything just looked down with a blank expression on her face. Was his father supposed to talk to her like that? That wasn’t allowed was it?

“Max?! What’s he doing on the floor?” Asked his sister with serious concern in her voice.

“Take him to his room Alice. I need to chat with your mother.” Alice picked up the semi-conscious teen and took to his room. Alice placed him on his bed and looked at with a sorrowful stare.

“I’m so sorry Max,”she said with tears in her eyes. She left his room and closed the door and Max drifted off to sleep trying to get back to that moment of pure bliss.

When he awoke a few hours later it was to the sound of a knock on the door followed by the voice of his sister. “Max can I come in?” He quickly ran to the door and locked it and sunk down to the floor and held his knees to his flat chest. He then heard his sister slide to the floor as well and sigh. “I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean for this to happen I was talking to dad trying to explain things and mom overheard and flipped out.”

“Do I sound like a slut Alice?”

“What?!” She exclaimed in a soft voice.

“You called me a slut at school and then pushed me. You didn’t even look at me. So I was wondering if I sounded like a slut, one of those stupid pretty boys that always hangs around you girls.” Max said with fresh tears forming in his eyes.

“No! Of course not I jus-” she let out a long sigh. “I thought you were one of those stupid boys trying to get my attention. I don’t think you sound like a slut Max.” It became very quiet other than the sniffles from the crying boy on the one side of the door. “I really like your drawings, and so did Riley she really liked them.”

The crying stopped and went down to the occasional sniffle. “Then why did you show mom? She thinks I’m some dirty boy now.”

“I didn’t show mom? Is that why you think she punished you?” Alice let out yet another sigh and Max could here her shift her position so her mouth was closer to the door. “She overheard when I was talking dad. I said I pushed you on accident when you came up to my friends and I. But all she heard was push and came up to my friends.” She passed something under the door and it hit Max’s sore bottom. It was his sketchbook! She whispered “I really like the drawings of me.” Just like that Max felt his tiny little dick begin to stick into his already ruined panties. His eyes widened and the tears stopped all together.

“Alice I-” he couldn’t finish. He had so much he wanted to say and tell his sister but he couldn’t bring himself to it.

“It’s okay we can talk later I know your probably angry at me. What I did was so wrong and I feel like such an idiot, I hope some day you can forgive me,” she said and Max heard her get up and walk towards her room.

He whispered in his soft cute little voice “I forgive you.” He took his sketchbook and flipped through the pages and noticed one had been torn out. It was the picture of Riley he had drawn! Next to where it should have been was a very elegant picture of dog he had seen and scribbled there in typical bad girlish writing was…

Hey I really like your drawings text me sometime-Riley ***-***-****

Max’s heart rocketed into his throat! One of the hottest jocks in school wanted him to text her! He was so excited, he searched wildly for his phone only to realize it was probably still in his backpack which he left downstairs.

“Shit!” He whispered to himself and froze when he heard another knock on his door and someone trying to get in.

“Max can you open the door?” The sound of his mother’s voice seemed to bounce off his bedroom walls forever. She tried the door again, shaking the knob to no avail. Max dropped his cum stained panties and skirt and threw them in the closet and put on the nearest pair of booty shorts he could find. “Young man if you don’t open th-”

Max opened the door slowly and looked down at the floor, fearful of his mother’s gaze. He backed away slowly and sat down on his bed.

“Your room is a mess,” she said with a scowl on her face.

“Sorry mommy I will clean it.”

She sighed and sat down on the bed with him. What was she doing? She never did this kind of stuff with him only his dad ever came into his room. He continued to stare at the floor not knowing what to do.

“You know, your father was just like you when he was your age.” What?! “He used to wear the same short skirts and skimpy little blouses that you wear.” She laughed and looked up at the ceiling. “He used to drive me and my girl friends crazy he was such a tease.” Dad?!?

_“_Mommy I’m sorry embarrassed Alice at school it won’t happen again.”

“No I’m sorry. I overreacted and I was out of line it’s my fault. Your father has me sleeping on the couch tonight and probably the next few nights.” She gave a small chuckle and looked at him. “Look at me Max.” Max turned his face towards his mom but still adverted his eyes. “I’m truly sorry and I hope one day you can forgive me. Today was supposed to be a happy day. I have some very interesting prospects for you to consider when your ready.”

“Prospects?” Max asked.

“Yes of course, I thought your father spoke to you about this already?”

“Oh that…” Max said with a frown and turned his head back to looking at the floor.

“I promise they will be good to you. I’ve made sure everything is in order. They are nice well off old fashioned woman,” she said with a smile quite proud of herself and totally unaware of what her own son was feeling. “Now your father has made quite the meal for us so I expect to see you down in a few minutes. And freshen up a bit son you look terrible.” With that she walked out of his room and made her way back downstairs.

Max got up and made his way to the bathroom and pushed the door open. When he stepped inside he saw his sister on the toilet furiously masturbating and holding what looked like a pair of his panties up to her nose. “Ahhhhh!!! Max shut the door!” He quickly shut the door and his dick swelled in his shorts. His cheeks a deep shade of red and he couldn’t stop breathing heavily. We’re those my panties? No they were probably some that some boy gave her.

The bathroom door opened slowly and out stepped Alice. “Sorry,” was all she said and rushed to her room and closed the door with a loud slam. Max went into the bathroom and sure enough just like his mom said he looked terrible. His mascara that he had worked so hard on had bled down his cheeks from the constant crying and the rain had turned his nice cute ponytail into a frizzy mess. He wanted to cry again but decided he had done enough of that today and started the shower.