Matthew stared blankly out of the passenger window as we headed for home. Right before we left for the city that afternoon I had told him that he would have to stay right by me so he wouldn't get lost. He agreed to stay with me at all times, but his curiousity took over when he saw the puppy in the window of the pet store. I of course walked on, not realizing that he was no longer by my side. Obviously I panicked. An 11-year-old lost in a big city could end up anywhere, and my sister would never have forgiven me if something were to happen to him.
I retraced my steps and when I still didn't find him I decided to look in the stores we passed by. Luckily the pet store was one of the first stores I looked in, and there was Matthew standing there in front of the cages of puppies. I grabbed his arm firmly and marched him out of the store.
"What was the last thing I told you before we left?" I sternly asked him.
"To stay with you," he solemnly replied.
"That's right," I said, turning him around and giving him a sharp swat on the seat of his pants.
Matthew knew he had done wrong and that I was upset. As we drove out of the city he just stared out the window, unable to look at me.
"Matt, I hope you haven't made any plans in the near future that involve sitting down because I am going to give you a spanking when we get home," I told him as soon as we got on the highway.
He turned to me. "Do you have to spank me?" he nervously asked.
"Don't you think you deserve it?" I asked him.
"I guess," he replied. "Are you gonna spank me hard?"
"Yes Matt, I am going to spank you very hard and I'm sure you will be crying very hard, if not screaming," I told him. "Your bottom is going to be very, very sore when I get done spanking you."
I couldn't wait to get home and get my hands on his chubby, bubble-bottom. I had never seen him undressed before, and I made up my mind that I was going to spank him bare.
We finally got home and taking Matt by his arm I walked him off to the bedroom. I sat down on the bed and stood him before me. I could see the nervousness in his eyes. "Matt, does your mommy ever pull your pants down when she spanks you?" I asked him.
"Only a few times," he quietly replied. "But she doesn't spank me anymore," he quickly added.
"I'm sorry Matt, but you're getting a spanking for this, and I'm going to pull down your pants," I said. I unbuttoned his pants, pulled the zipper down, and then pulled his pants below his knees. I then hitched my thumbs in his underwear and pulled them down. His tiny 2" penis wiggled around as his underwear were pulled below it.
I took his arms and pulled him across my knees, pulling him up further so his butt was elevated. I looked at his chubby bottom which was very smooth. I began to rub my hand on his bottom and between his sweaty crack.
"You know why you're getting a spanking?" I asked him.
"Yea," he nervously replied.
I gave him a fierce swat across the center of his butt. "Owww, please not so hard!" he begged.
"You're little fanny hasn't felt anything compared to what you're going to be feeling," I said and gave him another fierce smack.
"Owww, please stop!" he begged. "I promise I'll be good!"
I gave him 15 fast hard smacks and he really began to kick and cry. I then rubbed his bottom a few seconds. I started back spanking him one swat after another. He squirmed, kicked, and cried with all his might. I gave him seventy hand-spanks in three minutes, which had his bottom very hot and very red. He was crying very loudly. I decided to give him his last thirty swats with a hairbrush, to drive the message home to him. It was a wooden hairbrush, and after raising it and bringing down across his right buttock a red imprint appeared. He bucked and screamed in pain. I swat him again and again. His bottom turned from red to purple with several bluish areas. He finally settled down and remained limp for the last ten, which I delivered the hardest. I finally set the brush down and looked at his bottom. I couldn't believe I actually spanked him black and blue, but I knew he learned his lesson and the bruises would only remain a few days.