Respect
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It was Spring Break and Jared was driving to his home town from the big city to see his parents, or at least to sleep in his old room for a few days when he wasn't partying with his friends from high school. Along the way he had to stop for gas in one of the small midwest towns that resembled his own town so much, just full of slightly different faces.
The road merged from two lanes to one on the freeway offramp and just as he was approaching the merge, a black Honda sped from behind him, causing him to slam on his brakes as the other driver beat him to the merge. Jared cursed the car and out of anger decided to follow it. The car stopped in front of a hair salon and he quickly pulled up beside it, jumped out of his own car and walked toward the Honda. The driver was a woman about his mother's age with one of those "I want to talk to the manager" hair cuts. Her window was down and she was smoking a cigarette.
"What the fuck are you thinking!" Jared shouted. "You trying to run me off the road or what?"
The woman looked confused and afraid.
"You cut me off back there, you stupid bitch!"
"I-I'm sorry," she managed as she put her car back in drive and sped off.
Jared flipped her off before getting back into his car and proceeding to the local gas station. While pumping his gas he began to calm down enough to think rationally about what had just happened. He had clearly scared the hell out of the poor woman. He even felt a little remorseful for his angry outburst.
He paid for his gas, grabbed a soda and got back in his car.
As he passed the hair salon on his way to the freeway, he noticed the black Honda parked on the opposite side of the street from where he had screamed at her. He looked through the window of the salon and there she was, surrounded by three other women about the same age, all with similar soccer mom hairdos. She saw him as well and said something to the other ladies. They all laughed and waved at him.
Jared's better nature took over and he decided it would be right to apologize for his behavior. He really wasn't such a madman as he had shown himself to be to this total stranger. He was actually a pretty nice guy. He parked his car and walked toward the salon. The women watched him, whispering to one another and laughing.
He opened the door and stood, holding it open.
"Well, hello again," the woman said, her body language much different now that she was in her element, surrounded by friends.
"Hi," Jared said. "Look, I'm sorry I came at you like that back there. I was just mad because you cut me off, but I overreacted. I just wanted to apologize. "
The ladies exchanged glances.
"I thought maybe you were on drugs or something," the woman said. "You scared the shit out of me. "
Jared looked down at his feet.
"I know," he said. "I apologize. I'm not on drugs or anything. I just got road rage."
One of the other ladies chimed in, "well I like a man who can admit when he's wrong." The others expressed agreement with this.
"What's your name?" The woman asked.
"Jared. "
"Do I know your mother, Jared?"
"No," he said, "I doubt it. They live in a different county about a hundred or so miles from here."
She studied him for a while.
One of the other ladies spoke up. "You going to come in or go out, Jared?"
He suddenly realized he was still holding the door open. He nodded toward them and stepped out onto the sidewalk, but before he closed the door the woman he had yelled at said, "I don't accept your apology!" He stopped in his tracks. Now it was his turn to wear a confused expression.
"Come inside and shut the door," she ordered.
Feeling slightly disconnected from his body, Jared found himself doing just that. When the door had closed behind him she spoke again.
"My name is Susan," she said. "But you may refer to me as Mrs. Davis. And I won't accept your apology until you address me properly. How old are you, Jared?"
"Nineteen," he replied.
"Nineteen. Interesting. I'm old enough to be your mother, young man. Do you talk to your mother the way you talked to me earlier?"
"Uh, no," he fumbled, "no, I... I... "
"No what?"
He stared at her, befuddled.
"The word I'm looking for here is ma'am, Jared. Do you call your mother ma'am when you speak to her?"
"No, not really...."
"Not really? Do you disrespect her like you disrespected me?"
"No... no, I don't-"
"No what?"
"Ma'am?"
Mr. Davis straightened her back, making herself appear taller.
"Are you asking me a question?" She asked. The other women giggled and whispered to each other, thoroughly enjoying the show.
"No, ma'am"
"When is the last time you addressed your mother as ma'am?"
Jared searched his memory but came up blank.
"I... don't know. I guess it's been a while."
"See, I think that's the problem, " Mrs. Davis said. "No respect for your own mother. Obviously no respect for older women in general. "
She made a summoning gesture with her finger. "Come here, young man. "
Jared obeyed her. He felt as though he was somehow being hypnotized, as though this strange woman had some kind of control over his faculties. She pointed to a spot on the floor just in front of her.
"Stand right here," she said, leaning forward. "Look me in the eye, Jared."
He looked up at her sheepishly, held by some mysterious force. She lowered her voice as she penetrated him with her gaze.
"When is the last time your mother disciplined you?"
The tables had officially turned. The fear and confusion he had seen in her face before, he now felt. He put his hands in his pockets and looked at the floor, feeling like a naughty boy being lectured a teacher for disrupting class. He couldn't remember the last time he had been disciplined by anyone for anything.
"Look at me, Jared. Answer the question. When's is the last time your mother punished you for something."
He looked up and blurted out the most recent incident he could recall. "She grounded me for my grades a few years ago. Sophomore year."
"What did she do, take away your phone?"
"No, I just wasn't allowed to go anywhere for a week. "
"She spoils you, doesn't she?"
Jared didn't know how to answer and dropped his gaze again to the floor.
"Look at me, Jared!" Mrs. Davis commanded. "When is the last time your mother punished you for being disrespectful?"
"I-I don't know...a long time ago I guess. Maybe when I was a kid. "
"Did she ground you then?
"No... not really..."
"Not really? What did she do, Jared?"
"She, uh, well... I mean..."
"Did she spank you, Jared?"
Jared tried to look at the floor again, but she snapped her fingers and he looked back into the older woman's eyes. The other ladies continued to giggle and whisper.
"Jared, did your mother spank you for being disrespectful?"
"Um... y-yeah, I mean..."
She snapped her fingers again. "Speak to me with respect, young man. You're in enough trouble as it is. "
"Yes," he said, "yes, ma'am."
"I want to hear you say it. How did your mother discipline you when you were disrespectful toward women?"
"She... she spanked me, ma'am."
The other ladies laughed with joy at this, but Mrs. Davis kept a straight, stern face.
"Did it work? Was that punishment effective?"
Jared nodded.
"What did she use?"
"A h-hairbrush, ma'am...."
"Did she put you over her knee?"
"S-sometimes..."
"Did she pull down your pants?" Another burst of laughter from the ladies. "Did she spank you on your bare bottom, Jared?"
His mouth was dry, his mind racing. How did this happen? How did he get himself into this situation? Then he replayed the moments right after she had cut him off, his emotional outburst, and the guilt that had led him to apologize for his behavior.
"Yes, ma'am. Sometimes, yes. "
"Sometimes yes what?"
"Sometimes she would spank me with my pants down, ma'am. "
"Well, I can't ground you for how you treated me, Jared. After today, we'll probably never see each other again. But I want you to remember this encounter the next time you get it into your head to talk to your mother or any other woman the way you talked to me. "
"Yes, ma'am. I'll remember. "
Mrs. Davis turned to one of the other ladies and asked them to hand her a hairbrush from a jar on the counter. It was plastic, bright red, with a wide, flat back. She held it with one hand and smacked the palm of her left hand with it.
"Pull down your pants, young man," she said.
Jared's eyes widened. He looked at the other ladies who were holding back huge grins. He looked at the empty street through the window.
"The quicker we get this over with, the quicker you can be on your way. Now pull down your pants. "
After a long awkward pause, Jared found himself doing just as he was told. He unbuckled his belt, undid his fly, and let his pants fall around his knees. His cock was hard and threatened to poke through the opening on the front of his boxers.
"Underwear too, young man. "
He hesitated, but quickly yanked them down when she snapped her fingers again. He stood there with his erection on full display, the cool air tickling his balls. Mrs. Davis stood up and walked around him, examining him from every angle. She did not address his penis, although he knew that everyone could see it clearly. Instead, she lifted up the back of his shirt, exposing his bare ass.
"Now," she said, "bend over and grab your knees." With her hand on his back, she guided him into this position, then raised the brush and brought it down hard across both cheeks. The impact nearly knocked him off his feet, but he maintained his position. She delivered a rapid succession of alternating smacks to each individual cheek until his butt burned a bright red that almost matched the brush.
She continued to spank him for a full two minutes until his bottom legitimately hurt and his erection had faded. Finally, she set the hairbrush down and gave him a few swats with her hand, squeezing each cheek with a firm grip afterwards.
"Stand up, Jared."
He obeyed, his now flaccid dick hanging less impressively than before.
"Go ahead and pull those pants back up."
He did as he was told.
"Are you going to be more respectful in the future?"
"Yes, ma'am. I'm sorry for how I behaved."
"Good," she said as he fastened his belt. "Then I accept your apology."
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