Harry was always in trouble with his mum these days.
The prep school boy was now on half term hols. Is dad had left the family six months ago. There had been huge fights between his mum and dad.
Now his mother was angry all the time. She had started threatening Harry with a spanking almost every day of the hols and so far he had been made to take his trousers and pants down for a painful whacking at least twice. Before it had been his dad who had punished him when he got out of line. He'd been warned several times already today.....
Harry knew he'd be in trouble when they got home. He'd been a pain at the garden centre where he'd been forced to go with his mum, sister and gran. He'd accidently pushed a trollet full of plants into his sister and now his mum was exasberated and the tweklve year old boy, whi had been told off in front of the other shoppers stated to think of his predicament. Harry sat quietly in the back of the car all the way home.
The old jeans he was wearing fitted his bottom well and he began to feel his buttocks clench as he imagined his coming fate. He'd be over the back of the sofa with his briefs around his ankles and Beth, his sister would be sitting watching as his mum applied her wooden spoon to his fleshy bottom.
His mum alwyas spanked him on his bare bottom and it would not take long before his soft and tender right cheek would be bouncing in pain as slap followed slap.
He hated the way he always cried and his sister sat smiling at him. He'd never been spanked like this when his dad was there.
His mum had started hitting him hard and often for any reason, always his right buttock, until he begged her to stop.
Mum could not do anything about her husband walking out on them but she sure could make her son sorry about being a male in her house.
His bottom, always white when she began, turned pink, then red then bluueish in parts, she would teach him for misbehaving. His bottom bounced in rythm, she spanked methodically sparing no thought for the boy. Her son could cry all he liked, and keep begging, she would teach his naughty little male bottom.
At last Harry had no fight left in him and slupomed over the sofa. His mums mind wandered as she continued slapping at his reddened bottom with her spoon. Her eyes were on the buttocks she was punishing but her mind was on the way her husband had betrayed her after fourteen years of marriage. The boy would be braking girls hearts in a couple of years, he had his fathers good looks...well not before she'd taught him to hurt girls, she thought.
Harry looked at his sister. His face cheeks tightened as he held his teeth together, he grimaced with pain...when would his mum stop. He cried and prayed that his dad would come in and stop his suffering....no help came and the pain was unbearable.
At last his mum told Harry to stand.
He was sent to bed without any supper. As he walked to his bedromm naked from his middle down Beth grinned at the sight of her brothers very red and sore bottom.