Late Start
Chapter 3
The next day, Luke's come came home from a shopping trip. She was carrying a suspiciously long rectangular box, which she took straight to her room. She didn't say anything about it, but Luke knew what it was.
He didn't hear a word about it for the next few weeks. School started once again, and Luke was now a high school student. On his fifth day as a high school student, he came home and immediately started playing video games in his room. It was the first Friday of high school career and he was understandably eager for a break.
His mom came into his room while he was playing. "Is your homework done?" she asked. Luke paused the game and shook his head. "No, I'm planning to do it later. I have the whole weekend."
"You also have the whole weekend to play your games," his mom said. "But you know the rule. Your homework has to be done before you play your video games. You knew the rule and you still disobeyed. Why?"
"I just forgot, Mom," replied Luke. "I won't do it again." His mom snorted with laughter. "I've heard that before. Unfortunately, that won't be good enough this time. I agree with Mr. Hargrave about the need for consistency. When you break a rule, there needs to be a predictable consequence. I'll be right back. I'm going to get something to help you remember in the future. I want your pants and underwear to be off by the time I get back."
"No!" cried Luke. "Mom, please! You can ground me instead. Just give me another chance."
His mom shook her head. "No, I'm choosing the punishment, and this is what I choose. Besides, spanking you is giving you another chance. It's a few minutes of pain and then it's over, and you can just do your homework on time the next time. If there are no long-lasting consequences, then that is being given another chance. This spanking is just something to help motivate you to do better next time."
When she left the room, Luke just sat there unmoving for a bit. He finally decided that he had better do as his mom said or it would be much worse. He removed his pants and underwear and sat on the edge of his bed. He put a pillow on top of his lap to protect his modesty.
When he heard her footsteps approaching, he couldn't help but think of the huge paddle he had seen at school. In his first week there, he had already heard someone being paddled. Even inside the office with the door closed, it was loud.
His mom entered his room. Luke's eyes immediately locked onto the object she was holding in her right hand. "Wait, that's not a paddle!" he said.
His mom chuckled. She held it up so he could see it better. It was a short leather strap with a handle. "You're right, it's not. Don't get me wrong, I do have a paddle, but the store I bought the paddle from also sells other items. I'm not going to show you the paddle because it's my hope you won't ever have to see it. I decided to get something less severe for more minor punishments. That's what this strap is for. They assured me that while it won't be nearly as painful as the paddle, it will be a lot more effective than my hand."
His mom suddenly pointed at the pillow on Luke's lap. "I hope you're not planning to lay your head on the side of the pillow that your penis is touching right now. That's kind of gross."
"Mom, really?" asked Luke in disbelief. "I just don't want you looking at my junk." His mom's eyes grew serious for a moment. She grabbed his chin and tilted it to look up at her. "Watch the way you speak to me. I will look at whatever I choose to," she said in a dangerous tone. She then shifted into a more cheerful tone. "But I have no interest in seeing your male parts anyway. You can keep the pillow there. In fact, I want you to lie facedown on your bed with your pillow right where it is. That will push your butt up for me."
Luke awkwardly moved into position, while trying hard to keep himself covered with the pillow. Once he was lying facedown with the pillow lifting his hips up, his mom knelt down beside him and rubbed his upper back. She leaned in closer and kissed his head. "I'm going to have to punish you now. It will be easier if you don't look at me. Turn your head the other way so you don't see anything."
After a momentary delay, she began. She brought the strap down hard across her son's buttocks."Ow!" cried Luke. "That hurt!"
"It has to," said his mom. "Just like still and you'll get through this before you know it." She brought the strap down nine more times. By the time she was done, tears had formed in Luke's eyes.
She set the strap aside and sat down on the bed next to Luke. She began gently stroking his butt. "I'm proud of you for taking your punishment so well. I'm going to leave the room so you can get dressed in privacy, but when you come out, we can have dinner."