Mommy Teaches You A Lesson

This story is a pseudo sequel to my previous stories "Mommy's Morning Milking", "Mommy's Little Cum Slut", and "Mommy's Naughty Little Sissy Maid", although you don't need to read those to follow this one. They just focus on the same people.

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"Over my lap. Now!"

A shiver runs down your spine as her command echoes out in your ears.

Much as you want to beg, to plead, to stall what you know is coming your way, it's pointless to resist.

After all, you brought this on yourself.

It hadn't been intentional, not really. And perhaps, had your beloved Mommy Mistress walked in on you a moment earlier or later, thing would have been slightly different for you.

As it was, however, she'd stepped into your room just in time to see you seemingly fiddling with the small pink cock cage she'd recently locked your pitiful excuse for a penis up in. It clearly appeared as if you were trying to remove it, and while that may not have been the truth, there was really no point in trying to explain yourself.

Your Mommy Mistress had made decision, and all you could do was obey.

Gazing up at her, you find it hard to to shudder as you drink in her beauty= even when she's cross with you, she is absolutely stunning, and sometimes that angry look in her eyes only adds to the desire you feel. You might be in trouble, but it's hard not to consider yourself the least bit lucky simply to be in her presence.

That said, you know as well as anyone that your Mommy Mistress hates to repeat herself, and thus, with head hung low, you quickly prostrate yourself across her waiting lap, the feeling of her thigh-high black leather boots and smooth, tan nylons against your flesh only adding to your clearly misplaced desire.

This is no time for pleasure, yet you still try to take as much as you can before the pain begins.

Once she's certain you are firmly in place, her left arm- clad in elbow-length black leather, grabs hold of you, crinkling your frilly pink sissy maid outfit and making sure your panty-clad bottom is ripe for the taking.

Her gloved fingers traces lines across your cheeks, teasing you and lulling you into a false sense of security, as well as making your caged-up cock begin to grow. The sensation of smooth leather on your ass is amazing, though you know you'll be singing a much different tune in a moment.

In the time you've been serving your beloved Mommy Mistress, she's only found the need to put you over her knee like this once before- a memory which has never left your mind. Much as you may have enjoyed being that close to her, the pain which came hand-in-hand with it was like nothing you'd ever experienced before.

And here you were, about to go through it all over again.

"What am I going to do with you?" She asks rhetorically, and you know well enough not to say a word. Anything that slipped out from between your lips would only make things worse, and this situation is liable to be bad enough as it is. "Such a naughty little sissy... I suppose it's time you learn a lesson."

Without warning, her leather-clad hand stops its slow teasing and slaps down on your exposed bottom, the sensation enough to make your body jump. However, your Mommy Mistress keeps a firm hold on you, and your inherent weakness and submissiveness makes it almost impossible for you to move an inch.

She is in full control here, and there is nothing you can do to change that.

Another slap follows, the smooth, cool leather only adding to the sting as it smacks against your mostly-bare bottom. You bite down on your lip to hold back the groans of pain threatening to escape, but it's not easy. Nor is she going to mame it any easier on you.

"Start counting slave," she commands, just in time for her hand to spank you once again.

"One!" You cry out, hoping she didn't expect you to include the previous two. The fact that she doesn't immediately strike you again is enough to tell you it was the right decision- perhaps the only one you've made thus far.

After a moment, her gloved hand returns, and you cry out "Two!", unsure of how many she intends to rain down on you, yet not daring to ask. All you can do is lay there and take it- just as you always do whenever your Mommy Mistress wishes to have her way with you.

"Three!"

"Four!"

"Eight!"

"Nine!"

"Twelve!"

"Fifteen!"

"Twenty!"

Your bottom is aching worse than the previous time, yet you keep counting off each and every time she spanks you, fighting back cries of pain as well as the tears threatening to flow freely from your eyes.

But they aren't the only thing that's beginning to pour out of you.

Even trapped as it is in its little pink prison, your cock has been straining against its confines and dribbling out drops of precum, both from the ongoing punishment as well as simply being this close to your beloved, leather-clad Mommy Mistress.

And yours isn't alone.

Somewhere around the thirteenth strike, something began to poke and prod at your cage, and it wasn't all that difficult for you to figure out just what it was.

Her thick, juicy girlcock.

Your Mommy Mistress is getting nice and hard from punishing you, drops of her precum spurting out the tip of her massive member and onto your cage. The sheer fact that her cock can reach yours is an added humiliation, one which she is more than happy to take advantage of.

"Mmm, do you like that, my little sissy bitch?" She asks as she spanks your bottom for the twenty-fifth time. "Feel how nice and hard this is making me? Mommy just loves teaching her naughty little sissies lessons.... And I bet you love learning them, don't you?"

Your only response is a groan, a mix of pleasure and pain, but it's enough for her. Rather than spank you again, her gloved hand slips down and cups your pink cock cage, nestled as it is between her boots. "Yes, I can tell your pathetic little baby cock is getting hard in there... So very naughty of you..."

"I'm sorry Mistress," you finally manage to sputter out, the first words you've spoken since this whole painful ordeal began save for the numbers you've had to call out.

"Yes you are," she coldly replies, smacking at your cage and sending jolts of pain across your trapped cock. "You're not supposed to be enjoying this.... I guess an even greater punishment is in order."

Without another word, she spanks your bottom once more for good measure, then lets go of you and shoves you off her lap and onto the waiting floor of your room.

Gazing up through tear-filled eyes, you find yourself staring right at your Mommy Mistress's hard cock, freed from the confines of her panties and stockings, and glistening with precum. Your mouth waters at the sight of it, but you know such a thing is not in the cards for you. After all, she said you needed further punishment, and having her cock in your mouth is never a punishment.

At least not anymore.

She knows how much you crave her cock in your filthy sissy mouth. But today, she has another hole in mind.

Taking hold of your collar, your Mommy Mistress pulls you up and positions you across your bed. Once again, your ass is in the air, but this time, it's not her hand that will be doling at the punishment, but her throbbing cock.

The tip of it just barely grazes your aching behind, precum dripping down reddened skin as well as your frilly pink panties. Normally you'd love that feeling, but given the state of your ass after that thorough spanking, there is nothing but pain radiation from that part of your body.

And it's about to get worse.

Grabbing your hips with her gloved hands, your Mommy Mistress slides her erect cock into your waiting ass, and as every inch of it brushes against your red bottom, jolts of pain course through your body. You grit your teeth once again, but she hasn't even started yet and it already hurts so much.

Slowly, she begins to thrust her cock in and out of your ass, the thick member getting harder by the second and adding even more discomfort as it throbs deep within your arse. Try as you might to find some pleasure, some enjoyment in this situation, the more she fucks your ass, the more painful the whole experience grows.

"Tell me sweetie," she continues, that husky voice of hers radiating dominance with every accented word, "who owns this ass?"

You groan through gritted teeth. "You do, Mommy..."

Her cocks slips in and out, a little faster now, but no less painful. "And who owns that pitiful, useless little nub between your legs?"

Another groan, this one tinged with humiliation. "You do, Mommy."

The sensation of her thick, meaty girlcock slipping inside you is quickly followed by that of her nylon-clad crotch just barely touching your ass as she pushes the whole of her erection inside, the pain of the entire thing more than you can possibly take.

Much as you normally love being touched by your Mommy Mistress, as well as being fucked by her cock, this time it's impossible to find any enjoyment in the act. Only pain.

"So then, who owns you, my little sissy slut?"

Your fingers grip the frilly pink comforter of the bed, nearly tearing the fabric even as your teeth feel as if they may shatter into pieces from how hard you are gritting them. "You... do... Mommy..." you manage to squeeze out, tears now flowing freely down your cheeks as the sheer agony of your punishment begins to overtake you.

Her thrusts increase in speed, and as they do, one of her gloved hands lets go of your hip and begins to flick your bare ass cheek, sending even more jolts of pain throughout your body. "Then tell me, sweetie, what made you think you could fiddle with the cage Mommy gave you?"

"I'm sorry Mommy," you sputter out through a fresh wave of tears, "I didn't mean it.... I...." No more words follow, there is nothing you can say. You'd broken her rules, and you were paying the price.

Faster and faster, deeper and deeper, she fucks you raw, her thick cock throbbing more and more with every thrust, driving move tears out from your eyes by the second. "I know sweetie, but you need to learn.... Mommy owns you, and you will obey her. Is that clear?"

Before you can answer, you feel that familiar sensation deep inside you. The one that usually accompanies the pleasure of being fucked by your Mommy Mistress. But not today. Today, the pleasure is all hers, and your grab hold of the bed as a massive explosion of hot, sticky cum blows in your ass.

The sensation of her cock exploding so deep inside you should make you happy, but the hot cum as well as her continued thrusting only makes your bottom ache even more than it already did. Streams of her juices flow out and sting your red cheeks, staining your panties and dripping down onto your caged cock.

And still, she doesn't stop fucking you for a second.

You know from experience it doesn't take much for your Mommy Mistress to get hard again, and it appears that her zeal to punish you, spurred onward by your tears, is doing just that. You can already feel her cock spring back to life inside your a ss, and all you can do is hold on for dear life as her body thrusts against you harder and harder, practically spanking you anew with her crotch rather than her hand.

It barely takes another few minutes for her to cum again, and the sensation is even worse now as her juices practically leak out from your ass and all over your aching cheeks. The ones on your face are just as red now, stained with tears as moans of agony slip free from your lips, unable to be held back any longer.

Only when she's satisfied that every last drop of her second load is filling you up does she dare pull out, fixing your pink panties so they stick tightly against your cum-covered behind and cage as she does so. The pain and humiliation wash over you as she steps back and makes her way to the other side of the bed so as to gaze upon your red and tear-stained face with a wicked smile.

"I'm waiting, sweetie."

It takes you a moment to remember her question, but once you do, you immediately reply with the only proper answer.

"Yes Mommy... You own me, and I will obey."

She smirks, then slips a leather-clad finger into your still-quivering mouth, your tongue lapping at the drops of cum that made their way from your ass to her gloved hands. Then another, and another, until every last one has had its turn in your waiting mouth.

When you're finished sucking them all clean, she pulls her glove away from your mouth before leaning down to give you a kiss, her soft red lips tenderly pushing against yours, and for a moment, making your forget the sheer agony you just went through.

But only for a moment.

"You better, sweetie," she says after breaking the embrace. "Because next time, I won't be as gentle on you."

Then she walks around the bed, smacks your aching bottom one last time, and leaves the room, the clicking of her leather boot heels slowly fading away as your Mommy Mistress leaves you laying there, humiliated and punished with your red, cum-filled ass still hanging in the air.

And as you lay there, a single thought enters your beleaguered mind, one which sends even more shivers down your spine.

If that was your Mommy Mistress being gentle, you did not want to see what she considered cruel.

With any luck, you never would.