When Jimmy couldn't sleep
Written by Akabax

(voy, nc, ped, rape, spanking)

"Get over here, Jimmy!" commanded his mother. There was an edge in her voice.

Jimmy stood up. He walked over to her; his face had a scared expression. His father stopped eating and put his knife and fork down, watching the scene with bored interest.

His mother unbuttoned his jeans and dragged them down. Even though Jimmy had his underwear on, it made him feel awfully exposed.

She took hold of the hem of his underwear. A moment he feared being undressed completely, but the underwear had just been dragged down a bit with his jeans, and his mother just adjusted them. Still, he did not like the way the fabric moved up into his crack, and how the fabric in front brushed against his private parts, making their presence obvious.

His mother then took hold of the hem at the front of his blouse, dragged it upward, and pushed the fabric into her son’s mouth. While she held him in place with a hand at the back of his neck, she stuffed more of the fabric into his mouth, until he started whimpering, his cheeks bulging like they were about to blow. With his stuffed mouth, he was forced to breath out of his nose. His upper body was now exposed, and one could see his chest moving to the rhythm of his rapid breathing. While she hadn’t told it, he still knew that he had to keep the lump of fabric inside his mouth until she told him otherwise.

"Over my knee, Jimmy!"

With a sigh Jimmy positioned himself over his mother’s lap. He felt the thin fabric of his underwear tighten around his outstretched buns.

“Jimmy, I am really disappointed with you. You are nearly ten years old... To think that you still need this ...”

Then she started. It gave a loud crack as her palm made contact with her son’s small buttocks. His cry, muted by the cloth gag, causing a pleased smile to emerge on her face.

Jimmy’s small body twisted around as the punishment was delivered. Each of the stinging blows made his muted crying louder. She delivered the twelfth and final swat, and pushed her crying son off her lap. She dragged the cloth roughly out of his mouth.

“You can take your pant up now.”

“Yes, mommy ...”

"Good ... Now sit down and eat."

"Mommy –"

"I said sit down."

Jimmy sat down. He made a face as his abused rear came to rest on the hard wooden seat of the chair. Jimmy ate his food, crying softly.

That night, little Jimmy had to lie on his stomach. But he couldn’t sleep. After a while, he had to pee. He got up, and walked towards the toilet. Then he heard some voices. His mum and dad were still awake.

Jimmy got curios, and carefully sneaked towards his parents’ bedroom. The floor felt like ice against his naked soles.

"I don't want to, Pete ... Not tonight!"

It was her mother’s voice. She sounded ... scared.

"I said NO, Pete."

"Shut up," replied Jimmy’s father.

Jimmy could hear his father breathing heavily. He realized with excitement that he had caught them doing that sex thing. He knew about sex, did Jimmy. He knew that the boy would put his pecker inside the girl, and then the girl would make a baby. But nobody had ever told him that the girl would be crying and try to resist, while the boy forced her.

"Please ... I'm not in the mood ... I mean it, Pete, stop ... stop right now!"

There was the sound of cloth being teared apart, and a cry from his mother. It sounded like they were wrestling. More cloth tearing. Then his mother’s voice:

"Stop, I'll let you do it to me ... I'll let you, just don't be rough, okay?"

"Sure, darling!"

He had seen his mummy angry. He had also seen her tender. She could also be disappointed, or stressed. He knew her emotions. But he had never known her like this, weak and afraid.

Jimmy’s buttocks were still burning from the earlier trashing. But her mommy, who had done this to him, was being hurt even worse, only a few meters from where he stood.

His penis had grown hard, stretching the thin white fabric of his trunks. He dragged them down, letting his erection flap out. He watched as it stood out from his body. He started to fondle himself, while he listened to the humiliation of his mother.

"Pete,” cried his mother, “Don't touch me there."

"I'll frig your arse if I want to, honey ... damn, your shitter is tight! Now you’re gonna spread your arse cheeks for me!"

"Pete, I-"

"I told you to spread your arse! Now do it ... I said do it!"

”I’ll do it. Don't shout ... you'll wake Jimmy."

"That's my girl! I just love the way your cute lil' arse twitch around my fingers ... it's just sooo fuckin' great .... yeah .... Now, I'm gonna fuck your tight little shithole."

"No Pete. Not that .... stop it, please, I don't want this."

"What's the matter? It's not that I haven't been up your arse before ..."

"Ow! ... careful, Pete! Oh God!"

"Who's the one shouting now? Just relax, just let it slide in ... oh ... yeah ... I'm in, baby! I'm in your arse!"

"Noo ... you can't do this! .... Ow ....It hurts, Pete. You are hurting me."

"Bitch ..."

"I'll love you Pete, stop hurting me ... Please ..."

"Love you too, honey ... oh ..."

"Oh ... oh .... don't ... please ..."

"Take that, bitch ... Yeah ..."

"Ow ... please don't do this to me ... please ... Oh my God ..."

"Oh yeah!"

Jimmy quietly walked back to his room, his little penis standing straight up. In the safety of his own bed, he touched himself while he fantasised about stripping his mother naked and spanking her large buttocks.

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