Dear Diary Today I Caught My Son Spanking His MonkeyChapter 5
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The handwriting on the note was from my son. He was probably the only one with the audacity to snoop in my room and challenge me. I assure you that when I walked up to his room, I was calm and collected. I thought it may be a simple matter of demanding the return of my diary and my sex toy. I did not believe that Michael would dare push me on the issue when I strode up to his room.
I was more than willing to lay off of him and not spank him again – at least for a while. I assured myself that I would NEVER be foolish enough to leave my diary where it could be found or write it in my own handwriting. I had been able to intimidate Michael into taking his pants down and letting me spank his bottom.
I had no reason to believe that I couldn’t intimidate him into giving me back my diary before Pat or Courtney found out what I was writing. If he knew what was inside then I was more than willing to negotiate with him.
I didn’t knock when I opened his door. I had established I wouldn’t be knocking.
Michael seemed to be waiting at his computer desk for me to come into his room. He had my diary open, and he was smiling like the cat that just ate the canary.
“Okay, give it back!” I cut right to the chase.
“Sure,” he tossed the book at me. “I want you to keep writing in it,” he said.
I was immediately incensed that he dared to demand anything from me. I had the diary back, and there was no way I would lighten up on him now. I was actually planning to make his life a living hell. If I couldn’t find a reason to punish him, I was planning to make one up. Who would his dad believe? Him or me? This kid was about to get a lesson in messing with the wrong bitch.
Or so I thought.
“I’ve already taken pictures of each page with my cell phone. I have an OCR program that converts your handwriting to text. I’ll be uploading choice excerpts from your diary to some website you like. I think you call it Storiesonline? If I want to get premium access, I have to submit stories. I am sure the readers will enjoy your diary,” he said.
My eyes flashed with rage. I still felt that I had the upper hand at that moment. You know that flash of realization when you think you are going to win, though and you realize you aren’t? That feeling hit the pit of my stomach, and that is when the overwhelming feeling of dread started to occur to me.
Michael was tech-savvy. He would have backed up the images to the cloud. Even if I could pry his cell phone out of his hand, I was sure he would have copies.
“Okay, I am sorry about the diary. I am sorry about the paddling. It won’t happen anymore. I won’t paddle you or your sister,” I promised him. He had me by the short hairs, and I was willing to concede to my son rather than dare him to expose me any further.
“That is a nice offer, and I am glad you apologized, but I don’t think you are sorry. You certainly WILL stop spanking me, but you won’t stop spanking Courtney. I think I will help you find reasons to keep spanking her ass. I like what you wrote about spanking her tits. You’d get off on that, wouldn’t you?” he said. His face seemed emotionless, but he had a trace of sadism in his tone that frightened me.
I would have liked to spank Courtney. I know it sounds depraved, but it was an offer worth considering. I did enjoy spanking her bottom. I was really considering collaborating with my son. I told him that I appreciated the offer but that I would stop the entire thing before things got any worse. I didn’t want him to entrap me further.
“It is adorable that you still think that I was offering you a choice,” Michael offered me a wintry grin. He sniffed my dildo. It was close to his hand on the drawer. “You WILL continue to write in your diary. You will submit a new handwritten page to me, confessing every little detail in that wicked head of yours. You will leave out no detail, or I will make you write it again. You WILL continue to spank Courtney, and I will help you set it up and support you. Is that understood?” he asked me.
Michael didn’t tell me, “Do this or else.” He didn’t need to tell me what he’d do if I didn’t agree to his demands. I was sure it would involve exposing my wicked perversions or worse.
I had made my bed, and I would lie in it. If he wanted me to continue, then I would. A very naughty part of me was happy that I could continue what I was doing, and now I had a partner in crime.
If that was all Michael wanted, I would have breathed a sigh of relief. I might have eventually been caught making up stories about Courtney. Pat may feel I was being too strict on her and tell me to stop. I didn’t overthink about those bridges. I would decide what to do when I crossed them.
It wasn’t all that Michael wanted though.
“Now, the matter of walking in without knocking,” Michael wiggled my dildo at me like a judge waving his gavel. “Take off your clothes and lay flat against the table,” he said. He held my paddle in his hand. “You even had it engraved with your name on it,” he commented on the word Mom engraved on the front.
“Don’t be absurd, Michael! I’m willing to let you do just about anything you want without saying anything about it. I am even willing to talk to your dad about getting you an allowance. I’ll spank Courtney and let you watch. I am NOT going to get naked and let you spank me,” I demanded.
“You were VERY naughty,” Michael waved my dildo and told me that “fair was fair,” he said.
“I am your MOTHER!” I replied stubbornly.
“I am your son. That didn’t stop you from spanking me while holding yourself to a totally different standard. Payback is a bitch! Now, get naked or the next thing I make you do is going to be much worse!” he said.
I gritted my teeth. I didn’t want to strip but I felt I had no choice. I removed my dress and stood before him in a pair of panties and a bra. “You wouldn’t?” I pleaded. I knew he would. I was stalling.
Michael didn’t reply. He glared at me and stood up. “It’s cute that you are pretending to have modesty now. I have read your diary. I am surprised you have panties on at all,” he chuckled.
He was right. I had not been wearing them lately because I’ve been so wet. My pussy was soaking wet, even though I was mortified. I unclasped my bra and let my tits bounce freely. They were much larger and more natural than Courtney. I was proud of them.
“You are right. You could probably be a star on Mommy-Cam,” he laughed as I put my thumbs in my panties and removed them.
“You will be shaving that thick bush, Barbara” he called me by my first name. It was very humiliating. He had never dared do that before. It instantly established he was the one calling the shots.
I think I had a tear in my eye as I laid my tits down on his table and bent over. I grabbed the sides of the table the same way that he had done a week earlier.
“Let me see you insert this,” Michael waved my dildo in front of my nose and then gave it to me.
“Please, don’t make me do this?” I pleaded with my son for mercy. I was already reaching behind my waist and putting the dildo at the tip of my pussy.
“You saw me cum. I want to see you cum. Fair is fair, Barbara,” he said.
I trembled before him as I pushed the tip of the dildo into my body and began to hump myself with it. I surrendered to my son and put on a little show for him. He slapped my butt and told me to show a bit more enthusiasm.
“The way you right you sound like a horny, frustrated house wife who can’t get enough cock. You seem to lack motivation. Would it help if I bent over so you can see my balls while you get yourself worked up? I won’t start the spanking until I see you look like you are enjoying this.”
I tried to close my eyes and imagine any other scenario so that I could get myself hot. Michael wouldn’t let me close my eyes. Once I was breathing heavy, and my chest was heaving from the self-induced micro orgasms, he began to spank my butt.
The first swat was not that hard. The leather felt so much different now. I could slap my hand with it all day and feel nothing. When it was applied on my bottom, I jumped slightly and twitched.
“You said you are sorry for spanking me. Your journal says otherwise. You are just sorry I found it. Isn’t that right?” he demanded as he spanked my butt harder.
“Yes, that’s right,” I gasped. My hand was in the way, guiding the dildo in and out when he swatted me.
“Count them when I give them to you. You’ve done this enough that you shouldn’t have to be told to count. I’ll start over,” Michael said. He forced my hands away from my pussy. “Hold your legs wider apart and grab that desk. I want a clear shot of that big ass of yours,” he said.
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