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Caught and punishedI arrived home from school, surprised to see mom’s car in the driveway. She worked for dad in his legal firm and normally wasn’t home till much later, dad was involved in a big case in the courts, and she would normally be beside him all the way. But she was standing in the kitchen, drinking some coffee, she saw me coming in, the look on her face said it all, she was angry.She’s a small petite woman, average in the attractiveness stakes, long brown hair, wearing the kind of dress you’d expect to see on a lawyers PA. but she had a way of eye balling you, that would make the biggest ball player worry.She put down her cup, “I want to talk to you go and have your shower first”As I washed, I tried to figure what she was mad about, my grades were good, I always tried to get home on time, all my chores were done. I dried off, pulling my clothes back on, I opened the bathroom door.“In here please” she called me from her bedroom. As I entered she was sitting on the chair beside her makeup table. “Sit down”. I looked around, she was on the only chair, so I sat on the edge of the bed. “Tell me something” she asked, “Do you think I am too strict”“No mom”“Do you think my rules are overly harsh”“No mom”“I make rules in this house so everyone understands and respects each other, how would the world be if your dad stood up in court and disrespected the judge?” I didn’t have time to answer. “Anarchy” she finished. I shrugged my shoulders. “The number one rule in this house is, do not invade anybody’s space, do not interfere with anybody’s property unless the give you permission”“Yes mom”“How would you feel if I took to playing your Xbox, not too happy I’d guess”“No”“Well you see, I discovered, yesterday, that someone had been in my room, my private room, I realised some of my possessions were out of place” she stood to her feet, with out even looking at me, she walked towards the large wardrobe. “I was at work, and your dad was in court, but somehow things in my room had been moved around, so unless we were burgled, that only leaves one suspect” she glanced over her shoulder at me. “You see, I found some of my private possessions had been moved”Now I knew why I was in trouble. The previous day, like many others I had arrived home from school, horny. I had began by searching the laundry hamper, looking for some of her underwear, but the hamper was empty. Next I tried her drawers, the top drawer, full of her lingerie, jerking my self off as I explored the scents, the textures, the softness, silkiness, rubbing her panties against my face, rubbing my cock with the colourful collection. Imagining what they looked like if she was wearing them. The scent of her clean lingerie was much different to her soiled clothes, but that smell was well recorded in my brain. When I came my cock exploded all over a pair of pink lace panties, my creamy cum soaking through the soft material. But I had covered my tracks, she couldn’t have found out, in fact they were still deep in my school bag, I had checked them on the bus coming home, waiting till I could clean them off and put them in the hamper. She had never discovered my secret before.She pulled a hanger from the wardrobe, carefully hanging it on the door handle. Then she walked towards the bed, “Lie down” she looked like she was about to explode, but her voice was quiet and soft. She looked scary, I did what she demanded, give me your hand. I reached out, she took my hand and from under the pillow she pulled a leather strap, wrapping one end around my hand, she threaded it through the wooden ring in the headboard. “The other one” she said, again she took my hand and wrapped the strap around my wrist. She moved away from the bed, walked slowly back to the wardrobe. Reaching behind her I watched as her hand pulled her zipper down. She had her back to me, slowly I watched her shoulders bare, then her bra, black, her back and slowly her black lace panties. She allowed halkalı escort the dress drop to the floor, finally revealing lace top stockings, she bent over, her ass pointing directly towards me. My fantasies, my dreams, of what she would look like in her lingerie, coming real. The seam of her panties, like a thong, parting her butt cheeks, the tight lace of her panties accentuating the pert globes of her ass, I could feel my cock begin to swell. She picked her dress from the floor, placing it on to the hanger, she hung it in the wardrobe. She still hadn’t looked around, “You see, this morning when I was getting dressed, I couldn’t find a pair of panties, they are only new, I only wore them once. They are pink, lace and very expensive. Now I don’t believe that panties can walk, which means that someone must have, erm how would you say” she paused as if for effect, “borrowed them” She turned, revealing her body from the front, the first time I had seen her only partially dressed. Her petite body was slightly tanned, her breasts about a handful, balanced perfectly in her black bra, a hint of cleavage. Her flat stomach leading down to a slight mound above her lace clad vagina, which slightly bulged between the gap in her thighs. As she moved towards the bed she began speaking, “I have always wondered how a cop feels when he catches his prime suspect red handed”. She was beside the bed, reached over and placed a hand on the catch of my pants, I squirmed, my hands trapped, “Have you something to hide?” she asked, freeing my button.“Mom” I begged, but my pants were released. She moved to the end of the bed, and swiftly pulled my pants down, following them with my shorts. I felt my cock bounce as she freed it from its restraint. “Humm, you’re not wearing them” she muttered “So where are they, what were you doing with them, Turn over” she ordered.“What” I asked.“Turn over, accept your punishment, you are obviously guilty”“But mom”She opened a drawer, from it she pulled out a paddle, a paddle she used to threaten me with when I was younger. Slowly I turned over so I was lying on my front, my hands twisted, still secured to the bed. I felt her hand on my bare butt, softly rubbing in a circle, then a hard slap, it was only her hand, but it stung, then a second slap, on the exact same spot. It stung, reminded me of getting punished when I was small. Unfortunately, probably due to puberty, the feeling of her hand stroking my ass between slaps, was turning me on, and being more or less naked, surely she could see the effect she was having on me. Suddenly another slap, this time it was the paddle, it stung twice as bad as her hand, I whimpered, a second slap from the paddle, I could feel by skin stinging. In total I felt six slaps on my butt, then nothing for a few moments. I tried to turn to see what she was doing, she had a small bottle, some sort of lotion, she squirted some of the contents, it felt cooling on my skin, then her hand massaged it in to my butt, rubbing it in circles, as the circles widened, she allowed her finger slide along the canyon between my butt cheeks, I felt another squirt of lotion, and suddenly her finger entered my ass hole. I bucked, her other hand pressed me down, holding me in place, I could feel her finger inside me, my ass resisting. She pulled her finger out, then I felt something else entering me, it was bigger than her finger, not much bigger, but the pain I felt was stronger. I was on the verge of crying, when she pulled it out. She then placed a small dildo, only a couple of inches and thin, on the bedside table, I guessed that was what she had put in my ass, and beside it she placed a strap on dildo, at least six inches and thick, muttering “I might hold that back till later”. I felt fear, what she was planning to do to me.“Roll over, on your back” I did as she ordered. Her gaze was on my crotch, even after the punishment she had given me, was şişli escort cock was still hard, not fully erect, but stiff.She reached over to the bedside locker, pulling a scissors out, she looked at me, “If a cop knows you’re guilty, he’d probably try make you confess to your crime” the scissors quickly cut through my tee shirt, my favourite tee shirt. She dropped the torn material on the floor, putting the scissors back where she had found it. Then she walked over to the window, leaning against the wall, where it has been for as long as I can remember, she picked up a riding crop, she used to do show jumping, the long handle with the small leather end hadn’t moved in years, she came back to the bedside, placing the tip of the crop on my cheek, running the cool leather across my face, lingering against my open mouth, then she slid it down my shoulder, softly rubbing it against one of my bare nipples. She moved it to the other side of my chest, her wrist flicked, I felt a gush of wind and then a sudden crack as the crop landed on my nipple. It took a moment for me to feel the pain, I cried out. “Shush”, she said, “You’re a man, well able to take a punishment” the crop moved down towards my stomach, I waited for the sting, she held it still against my body, then pulling it away, I grimaced, expecting pain. But there was nothing.I opened my eyes, she was moving back to the end of the bed, like a tiger eyeing its prey. She took hold of one of my feet, clamped a Velcro band around it, pulling the other end over the bedpost. Then she did the same with the other foot, my legs were spread from one side of the bed to the other. She then began lightly rubbing the crop up the length of one leg and down the other, each time finishing higher up my thighs. As she moved higher, just before she move across to the other leg, she tapped my thigh with the crop, not as hard as before, but just hard enough to feel. After about the forth trip around my legs, I felt her place the tip of the crop on my balls, it rested there for a few moments, then she slid it along the underside of my cock. I could feel my cock grow as my mom, rubbed the leather along the veins of my shaft, gently pressing it against the glans of my cock. I could feel a drop of precum dribble from the tip as mom pulled the crop away.Suddenly there was a crack, the pain shot through my body as the crop landed hard on my inner thigh, a second crack, on the opposite thigh, I could feel the burning where she had hit me.“Please mom no” I cried out. The was silence, I could feel a tear in my eye from the sting. Time seemed to stand still. Suddenly another crack of the crop, another sting, followed by one more on the opposite leg. I was trying to hold back the tears, but I could feel them on my cheek.After a few moments I felt her soft hand, gently caressing my thighs, her soft skin cooling the burning skin. She gently rubbed my inner thighs, from one side to the other, then I felt her hand cup my balls, she played with them like a tennis player about to serve, my cock responding by stiffening. “Humm,” she hadn’t spoken since she had picked up the crop, “Maybe the cop would set a trap, see if the culprit would fall for it”She climbed on to the bed, moving towards the pillows, she straddled me, standing with her feet either side of my head. Looking up I could see her slim shapely tanned legs, joining at the top in the mound of her pussy, only the lace of her panties blocking my view of her pussy. Slowly she lowered herself, her pussy getting closer to me. “If the culprit has a fetish for panties, we’ll know in a minute” she lowered herself so her panties were touching my face, the scent I clearly remembered from the many times I explored the hamper. I inhaled, deeply and loudly. She made a weird little noise, then rose up off my face. She began to pull her panties down, first one leg, then the other, still sarıyer escort straddling me. I had a fantastic view of her pussy, clean shaven, moisture just leaking out. She bent over picking up her panties, then stepped away from my head. She stepped off the bed, picked up the crop again, “I think we may have found our culprit” she ran the crop along my chest, down towards my groin, I felt it against my stiff cock. “Definitely, I think your game is up” she said, “the case of the missing panties has been solved, we have a little pervert that likes sniffing his mommy’s panties”I felt her hand against my cheek, waiting for more punishment, she opened her hand, she was holding her black panties, she placed them over my mouth, shoving them in with her fingers. The dampness and taste from her panties filled my taste buds, I sucked on the dampness.She stepped back onto the bed, the crop in her hand. I was in ecstasy, tasting her fresh juices, seeing her naked, but the thoughts of the pain from her crop heightening my feelings. She lowered her body again, then I felt her hand on my cock, suddenly she was lowering her self down my shaft, her hot wet pussy, closing around my hard cock. I slipped in easily. She ran the crop across my face, then dropped it.She reached behind herself, freeing her bra, releasing her breasts, they swung loose, her dark hard nipples, topping her soft mounds, she grabbed one in her hand, her other hand rubbing her clit, as she leaned back. She started riding my cock, up and down, her legs strong enough to support her weight. I watched as my virgin cock disappeared and reappeared as she rode me. She was rubbing her clit fast, pulling and pinching her nipple. Every couple of minutes she moved her hand from her clit, reached behind us, and I felt her finger against the rim of my ass, I could just make out what she was saying under her breath, “needs training”, her finger would enter me, then she pulled it out and returned to her own clit. She was already moaning, her juices soaking my cock, leaking on to my body and the bed. “I’m cumming” she moaned, “Oh fuck I’m cumming”. I grunted, feeling my own orgasm begin as my balls tightened, my body clenched. I could feel my cum racing from my cock, she groaned as my hot cream filled her pussy. She let out a cry of pleasure, crashing her body down on top of my cock. Her pelvic muscles squeezed my cock, as if milking every last drop of cum from me. My orgasm was so intense, when she finally climbed off me, I was unable to move or speak.Mom climbed off the bed, went in to her bathroom, I could hear her shower, but still strapped to the bed, I was unable to move. After a few minutes, she came out, a towel wrapped around her, she dried off, then began to dress, in regular leggings and a top, as she was pulling her panties on, she mumbled “I hope you don’t want to steal these too”. It was only after she was dressed, she pulled her black panties out of my mouth, and released my hands and legs, “You’re dad will be home in about ten minutes, you had better shower and tidy yourself up before he gets here.” She turned and exited the bedroom.A few minutes later, showered and dressed, still feeling the aftermath of her punishment on my inner thighs. I found her in the kitchen, preparing dinner. I picked up my school bag, reaching inside I found the pink lace panties, stuffed way at the bottom, I pulled them out, holding them out to her, “Mom, I’m sorry, it will never happen again”She turned and smiled, “Just remember, never take anything that’s not yours with out asking, unless you want to be punished” she held her hand out, taking the panties off me, “You can help me with the laundry in future, and I will have a better idea of when to punish you” she leaned forward, her lips pressed against mine, not in a motherly kiss, “You seem to have enjoyed your punishment”. With that the front door opened, dad called “Hello”, mom stuffed the panties in her pocket, I smiled and whispered, “It was fantastic mom, thanks for punishing me”. As I passed dad at the kitchen door, I thought to myself, all the strange noises I used to hear coming from their bedroom now made sense along with the realisation that my petite quiet mom, was not all she seemed from the outside.

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