Punishment Weekend (For Jinchu)

[French Polynesia]

Abigail Green was pissed as she rode towards her home in her Mercedes with her son in tow. It was Friday afternoon and there was three(!) separate red slips from his school in his hand.

"Why do you insist on cashing cheques your butt can't keep?" The 27 year old real estate developer asked him, her icy blue eyes glaring at him from the rear view mirror. "You know today's Friday right?"

Abigail had a rule- every spanking hey son earned over the week will be repeated on Friday- same number of strokes with the same implement. That means the three slips which normally would have earned him three sets of spankings is now going to be six. Not to mention the additional ones he had accumulated over the course of a very naughty week.

"I'll probably have to take you to a hospital for a butt replacement after I'm done with you" said the young mother to her recently adopted child as she entered her driveway.

[Jinchu]

"I don't try to get in trouble, ok?!" it sounded bratty mostly because Tommy was pretty frightened and uneasy. Yes, he knew it was friday.

A slim 12 years old boy of an evergae height for hsi age fidgeted on teh backseat very nervously. His big brown eyes looke din teh window to adopt mom's strict look. He had short, but fluffy and naturally messy fair hair and idn't look much like a triublemaker.

But before adoption he had so much less rules! And hi school was, well, different, with less rules too and with more intense, so to say, realtionships between kids, Old habbits died slowly. Tommy loved his new mother, he accepted her as one almost immediately, but accepting her rules and regulations were much harder.

Especially that stupid one. He hated it.

"Come on! That's not really fair! Can we just ditch that Friday cra... I mean, stuff for good?" Tommy's reamrk was somethere halfway between protest and pleading.

[French Polynesia]

"ExCUSE me?" Abigail quickly got out of her car before opening the back door where her son was. Her free hand darted towards Tommy's ear pulling out her naughty little boy out and into their home.

"I will end this STUFF for good if you can manage a month without warning a spanking! Until then..."

Abigail pulled down his trousers and underwear down to his knees before turning him around and planting four hard spanks on his bare bottom.

"Step out of those. You won't be needing them for the weekend. Now, I want you to go to your room, nose in the corner. Go" she gave another smack before turning to put his pants and underwear into the washing machine.

[Jinchu]

Tommy realised he had only made it worse... but a moment too late - as always, sadly.



"Mom, listen, I only meant... Um, well, I didn't..." he mumbled, not knowing really what to say, as he followed the woman inside, hissing at his ear being pulled so roughly.



Tommy blushed brightly and gasped as mom pulled down his pants. He was exectly in the age then boys are the nost shy about their nudity, mother or not. Of course, he didn't try t argue, instead squeaking from the smacks. The boy unwillingly, but hastily stepped out of his pants and undies, staying in just his t-shirt, and run upstairs. In his room Tommy, pouting, blushing and sobbing under his breath, slowly walked to the corner...

[French Polynesia]

Abigail sighed as she deposited his clothes into the washing machine. she also took off the long sleeved shirt she was wearing- it interfered giving Dom the sound spanking he so richly deserved- and put it in the wash macachine, rrevealing a toned body and large breasts held up by a lacy black bra.

She went out to the balcony, lighting a cigarette to calm her nerves. She knew there was no way for Tommy to physically take what he had coming to him in one day. In the end, she decided to start with the most recent infraction first.

She marched up to his room holding the punishment slips from school, hoping for his bottom's sake that he had not moved from his corner.

[Jinchu]

For Tommy the time was moving slow as a snail. He couldn't stop thinking of a massive punishment that was awaiting him, and it horrified the boy to the core. The cooling touches of the air on the bare skin of his buttocks added to that fear and humiliation, and Tommy's lower cheeks starined nervously. He shifted from foot to foot and sometimes took a sneak peek over his sgoulders on the clock, but remained in the corner, not wishing to make the bad situation worse...

[French Polynesia]

Abigail entered the room, a thin smile crossed her lips. At least he had the presence of mind(or was it fear?) not to make it worse for himself.

"Turn around, young man!" Tommy would be met with the intimidating sight of his beautiful, determined mother moments from beginning the most painful punishment of his life.

Abigail walked up to his bed and placed the three pink slips from school side by side.

She didn't know what he had done, only that she had to leave work early to get him after a call from the principals secretary.

"I want you to read each infraction in the slips." She said before Wal to the side of the room to Tommy's dreaded 'Cupboard'- a small cabinet filled with his punishment implements. Tommy could see her entering the code, followed by the whoosh sound, sounding to the young miscreant as the gates of Hades itself had opened.

[Jinchu]

Tommy turned around, covering his boy parts with his palm, both blushing and plae from fear at the same time. The fact that his adoptive mother's bra was visible only incraesed boy's own emeberrassment and uneasiness.

He slowly shuffled to the bed and started to rid the slips, though he knew all too well what was there already.

"15 minutes late to class... It was a long recess and I maybe took a little nap behind teh school under the tree and accidently missed the bell... I didn't m-mean to... Fighting in the passage... But that kid satrted it! well, I mean, he acted like he was p-provoking me... I abrely hit him, honestly!.. He's unharmed! Cheating at class... I just looked over one nerd's shoulder. It was a hard exercise nad not even a final test or something!.. I didn't mean to cheat, everyone do it... Mom, please..." Tommy sounded more and more nervous and desperate with every phrase.

[French Polynesia]

There was three paddles inside the cabinet- a light, yellow one with pictures of bees(the stingy paddle, as his mom called it-used for minor infractions), one with red fiery artwork(the hot paddle- for medium infractions) and a big black sorority type paddle with holes in them.

There was a big thick cane and a leather strap- a flexible belt with the buckle removed. A regular wooden hairbrush. A small knife which Abigail would hand over to Tommy to cut switches from their backyard. Lastly, a bottle of lotion that would prevent the bottom from bruising when applied before punishment. It would also help his butt cheeks recovery.

The cane and sorority paddle was for show (or to be used if he starts drugs, Abigail would joke). The rest, however was used regularly.

As he read the first slip about being late she took out the red paddle, making a mental note to give him 15 strokes, one for every minute late. "Well, sleeping during schooltime is a big issue, but I know how to cure it. An early bedtime-say 8, and a bedtime spanking every school night to get rid of that pent up energy."

The slip on fighting got on her nerve. "What? That's it" she said, retrieving the pocket knife. "You are going out to cut me a nice whippy switch. Let's see if that can help you remember the no fighting rule."

The cheating in class bought out the hairbrush. Two dozen smacks over a switched, paddles bottom should get the message through.

[Jinchu]

Tommy watched his mom looking through the "Cupboard" with growing panic. His buttocks clenched, his toes twisted and the boy started to tremble.

"Mom, please!! I will behave, I won't do it again, I won't bring slips from school, please, not that!! Mommy-ee!!.." he whined and begged, almsot on the edge of tears.