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All characters featured herein are at least eighteen years of age, even if not expressly stated. Any resemblance between actual persons, living or dead is entirely coincidental.
I crawled very slowly from the bottom of the stairs toward the open wall. My parents had built our home and in doing so we really did not have a great deal of money to spend. My Dad had moved us right after my senior year of high school and since I was going to go to college it really did not matter to me where I went so I naturally came with them. My sister finished high school in the giant city with a population of about 600. To try and complete the house as quickly as possible my dad had saved some money from his retirement and he used that to build the house on the 60 acre farm he had purchased.
To make completing the house more of a reality dad finished off one side of some walls but left others so that he could cover another wall to another room. The house looked a little weird but it did work functionally due to the fact that you at least had privacy to some extent. That to some extent was what got me into trouble. Dad finished the walls on the insides of the bathroom but he did not cover the outside of the wall that went into the laundry room. Where the plumbing went through the wall there is always a space left over since they are never cut exact. That little hole around the pipe caused my ass a lot of grief.
As I said I was crawling on the floor of the laundry room from the stairs trying to peek through the hole next to the pipe where the sink was installed. If you stand right in front of the sink you don't see anything but if you're on the other side you see everything from the waist down. That was what I was trying to do. I was trying to see things from the waist down. Namely I was trying to see my mother's pussy.
My mom had just got out of the bath and was standing in front of the sink looking in the mirror drying her hair. She had not put on any clothes yet that I could see so I was just trying to help out my teenage libido by looking through the crack in the pipe. I was fascinated by what I saw. This was the days before women shaved their pubic areas so I was able to see most of my mother's outer lips and I could see that her pussy was standing open to some extent and then it happened. My mother dropped her hair brush and as she bent over to see it she could see my eye at the hole as she looked up.
My mother being the crafty woman that she is just stood straight up and acted like nothing was amiss but the whole time she was unlocking the door to the bathroom so that all she had to do was open the door and walk three steps to her left and there I was. I had no chance to get away and I didn't even think fast enough to act like I was looking for something, not that it would have worked.
All I heard was "What do you think you are doing. You are 18 years old for crying out loud and you are looking through a hole to see your mother naked. If you wanted to see your mother naked then by all means let's make sure you get the whole picture."
My mom didn't just take off her clothes though she had a better plan in mind for that. She looked at me and asked me to take my pants off and only my pants. "Why do you need my pants mother?"
"Would you like me to talk to your father and let him deal with this issue or would you rather I take care of it?"
Of course I immediately took off my pants and there I stood in a shirt and white underpants staring at my mother. She had not even realized that she was still naked until that time. She told me to go and get a magic marker from the cabinet in the den and then told me to come back. While I was gone she put on a pair of panties and a bra and waited for my return.
When I got back she told me to stand straight and not to move. I did what she said while she moved behind me and took the marker and drew a circle around my ass over my underwear. She then walked into the kitchen and came back with a pair of scissors. My mom told me to go behind the shower curtain and take my underwear off and hand them to her.
I handed her the underwear and she took the scissors and cut a whole in them the size of what she had marked. Mom reached through and told me this was my new pair of punishment panties. Oh I hated that word. She had to call them panties like I was a little girl. Mom told me to put them on and then I was to come back into the den.
I put the underwear on realizing how big a hole was in the back of them. It clearly left my ass showing. She told me when I arrived that they would be used to spank me and she had no desire to see any other part of me so I was to wear them from now on if I was getting a spanking. Mom said that since I wanted to see her without her clothes she would just oblige me and with that she stripped naked right in front of me.
My cock immediately got hard and of course without any fabric on the back of them they made a noticeable tent in the front. Mom sat down on the ottoman and then told me to come and stand at her right side. I did as she asked and when I got there she told me to lie over her lap. Once I was in position she asked me to look at the spool of thread that was lying on the floor. "What is this for mother?"
"When your ass is the same color as that thread I will stop spanking you and not before."
"Yep I just figured out my ass was in trouble because it was a nice bright shade of red and she started to spank my ass. She continued to spank my ass and then to make matters worse she held the thread up to my ass and said, "Oh that is a lovely shade of red on your ass but it doesn't quite match the thread yet. She sat the thread down and again began to spank my ass. I don't know how many times she hit my ass but it was a long time before she let me up and she did not back down at all. For a small woman she could deliver quite a hard spanking.
Once she was satisfied that my ass and the thread matched she told me to stand up and stay there. She walked in front of me and told me to get a good look at her naked body. "Make sure that you see everything you want to because if I have to ever do this again I will use the hairbrush."
I think my ass was sore for a week after that and I swore I would never ever do that again and get caught. I of course never listen to myself and a couple weeks later I noticed that if mom was in her bedroom and she was standing in the right place I could stand in the hall and see her in the mirror. It worked really well for a couple of weeks and then one day she happened to look at exactly the wrong angle and she saw me.
"Obviously you didn't learn from the spanking you got before. Go put on your punishment panties, oh I hate that, a get my hair brush and come back in here. I only hoped that she just gave me a few to remind me but that was not the case. When I walked back into her bedroom she was standing there totally naked again and she told me to lie on the bed so that my ass was right on the edge. This lady knew what she was doing. She stood on my left side and began to plaster my ass with hits from the brush. This brush was one of those old fashioned oval head things that has a bigger head on it and my ass was feeling every one of them. She spanked my ass all over. She hit the sit spot over and over. I think she wanted to make sure that when I sat down I would know that I had been spanked. She spanked around my thighs where my ass meets and she spanked the top of my ass as well. She did not leave anything out.
