My New Step-Mom

My New Step-Mom

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Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Summary

A troubled young man comes to know the step mother in his life and learns a valuable lesson of a mothers love and that carries him on through life.

Summary

A troubled young man comes to know the step mother in his life and learns a valuable lesson of a mothers love and that carries him on through life.

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Submitted: February 21, 2015

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~~My mom died a few years ago in a car crash. My father of course was devastated by the loss and I wasn't much better myself. I started smoking pot and ended up in trouble with the cops a couple of times.
 My dad met Raquel, a beautiful woman from Egypt who had immigrated here and was a nanny at one time in her life. She was fully 6 feet tall and big boned but not at all overweight. She worked out and played tennis all the time so her body was tone and beautiful. Dad loved her and I guess she was ok because she made him happy. As long as I didn't have to call her mom.
 As I've said, I've had a few problems. I drink on occasion and this time I ended up in jail. At 16, they called my parents as that is standard procedure. Dad, unfortunately, was out of town but Raquel showed up to bail me out. When I was let out to her, I wanted to say something but instead, she smacked me hard across the face. How dare, she demanded? Drinking at your age is a bad idea not to mention illegal. I'm sorry that your mom died, but I'm sure she would never want you doing these things and I bet she'd blister your ass if she was still here. Now get your ass in that car! We drove home in complete silence and I was both scared and excited. Boy, did this woman have a temper on her.
 She was right though, mom would of whipped me good, but mom was gone and she wasn't coming back. Just thinking of it made me sad and a tear ran down my face. Raquel saw it and her eyes softened but her jaw was set so I guess she was still pissed at me. We pulled into the driveway and I started to get out but Raquel grabbed my arm. My bedroom, she ordered coldly, straight to my bedroom and God help you if you disobey me.
 I was confused. Did she want me to come to her bedroom? That was weird, but suddenly something started to sink into my brain. No, that's crazy. I'm 16 and she wasn't about to spank me. Maybe she just wanted to read me the riot act. I went into the house and into her room and was about to tell her how sorry I was when I saw her reach into a dresser and pull out something I've only read about. It was a tawse and it looked heavy and able to do some serious damage. You could of heard a pin drop in that room as she closed and locked the door.
 Take those pants off and bend over the bed, she hissed at me. I was in shock. Surely she wasn't seriously gonna whip me. As if reading my mind, the tawse whistled through the air and landed on my right thigh. I screamed and grabbed at the burning pain but a second lick landed on my other leg. Bare your ass now and get over that bed or I promise you'll get a taste of my hairbrush as well.
 Terrified now, I obeyed. I pushed my pants and underwear down and was bending over the bed when the first lick landed across my ass. CRACK! And then it was like a million bees attacked my ass and I screamed in pain. The second lick was even worse and I was squirming, and trying to crawl up the bed. CRACK! This one landed on the back of my legs and I howled and started to cry. Stay in place, she demanded, or I'll hit your legs again. I gritted my teeth as the licks peppered my bottom over and over. I was crying openly by now and begging for her to stop.
 CRACK, CRACK, CRACK. The licks just kept comming and I kept crying. Please mom, I'm sorry, I screamed out in panic. Suddenly the spanking stopped and she looked at me with a knowing look and sat down on the bed and put my head in her lap. It's ok baby, mommys here now. No need to cry anymore. I didn't know if it was her or if I had imagined it but she was comforting and I cried years of pain away and bawled like a baby. My ass burned but I didn't notice it much. Raquel had reached down inside me and pulled out all of my pain and I was lost in her embrace.
 She kissed my cheek and laid me on the bed and, after putting the tawse away, left closing the door behind me. As I regained myself, reality set in and I was wondering if any of it was real, but when I looked in the mirror, the welts told me that it was indeed very real. Right at that minute the door opened, and Raquel leaned against the door jam. Want some lunch, son? Yeah mom thanks, I returned. My response shocked me and she gave me a knowing look and walked away.
 I never drank again or did pot and my mom was back. A different mom, but one who loved me and had the guts to punish me when I screwed up. I still call her mom and I still get the tawse on occasion. But I love my new mom and I'm doing a lot better. Going off to college next month, but mom says she will visit and her tawse will not be far away from me if she finds my grades are slipping. Who ever thought a piece of leather could so profoundly change a persons life. Well, it sure changed mIne. Thanks mom.


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