A helpful spanking from the stepfather

When I was returning home this evening, I already sensed that something bad was waiting for me.

And my premonitions did not deceive me.

A bit about me: I'm an 18-year-old fat guy, confident and insolent. Just today, I was rude to my mom, making her cry. And through her tears, she promised: "Just wait until Denis gets home from work, he'll have a talk with you!!!"

Denis is my stepfather. A big, strong man; he and my mom have been living together for six months.

At first, we got along well, but after my mom's complaints, things soured. My stepfather had threatened to whip me more than once, but I just laughed it off—whipping an 18-year-old guy… that doesn't happen. After all, I'm

already an adult.

But that evening, I was mistaken. And seriously so…

As soon as I arrived, my stepfather opened the door. He beckoned me into their room, saying:

— Just in time.

I went in and sat down in an armchair. Opposite me, in another armchair, sat my mom, looking at me angrily.

And on the sofa lay my stepfather's belt… A thick leather belt…

I started to feel a bit uneasy.

Meanwhile, Denis, my stepfather, began reading out a list of my "sins." "Disrespect for mother" was at the top… And his speech ended with the command: "Take off your pants!"

I tried to explain that it was probably too late to whip me. But it turned out it was actually too late to explain anything to my stepfather. Glaring at me with furious eyes, he slapped me across the face twice!

— Mom — I shouted, — leave the room!

Mom replied:

— You've been tormenting me for 18 years, and I want to see you get a spanking for once!

There was nothing to be done: with trembling hands, I unbuttoned my pants and lay down on the sofa so my genitals wouldn't be visible to my mom… But my stepfather pulled my pants down to my ankles while I was already lying on the sofa. I saw my mom looking at me triumphantly and closed my eyes from shame, but immediately opened them when the first blow of my stepfather's belt landed on my bare ass!!!

I had never been whipped in my life before, and now that time had finally come! At first, I tried to stay silent, but after a few blows, I started squealing like a little kid!

The pain radiating through my buttocks became more and more unbearable, and my mom kept urging my stepfather: "Harder, let him feel what it's like to spit on his mother's soul!"

I rubbed my hairy pubic area against the sofa, my buttocks burning with a pain I had never known before. And suddenly, I felt a terrible arousal and an attachment to my stepfather; I wanted him to do this to me more often… and something else…

And then, to my relief, the whipping ended. Turning away from my mom, I pulled my underwear and pants over my whipped butt, when suddenly semen gushed abundantly from my penis into my underwear.

… Two days later, having "sinned" again, I was the first to approach my stepfather in my mother's absence.

— I'm guilty. — I looked at my socks, blushing from shame and anticipation of the spanking… I wanted that spanking!

My stepfather first looked at me in surprise, then smiled so mysteriously.

Two minutes later, I was already howling from the belt. And two minutes after that, I heard the belt flying aside. Glancing sideways, I saw my stepfather lowering his pants, exposing his penis.

Then a new pain penetrated my buttocks. And pleasure…

A month later, my mom couldn't stop praising my progress: I had become well-behaved and reinstated in technical school.

— That's what the belt does! — she kept repeating. My stepfather just smiled mysteriously…

And when he went on a two-month business trip…

My mom was sad and drank often. And I locked myself in my room and, stripping naked, first whipped my bare ass with a belt. Then, aroused, kneeling down, I inserted a finger into my ass and, finishing, collapsed onto the floor, repeating my stepfather's name…