18-year old Becky stood in the corner, staring at the wall, wondering if sneaking out of the house was worth what was coming to her. She was told to watch the house the night before, because her mother went out of town for business. Becky saw this as the perfect opportunity to meet up with her best friend Tessa, who lived further down the street. She climbed through her window, and together they were thinking about going to a party one of their friends was throwing. Tessa told Becky she couldn't go, because she was still grounded for back-talking to her mother, but the mischievous Becky convinced her.
Unfortunately for the girls, Tessa's mother caught the two while they were sneaking down the hallway. While Tessa was sent to her room and was told to prepare herself for a bare-bottomed spanking, Becky was sent home by Tessa's mother. She told her she would inform her mother about what she had done.

Now she was standing in the corner, hands on her head, while she could hear her mother talking over the phone with Tessa's mother, discussing what would be a fitting punishment for the naughty girl. Tessa's mother had more experience in disciplining bad girls, and even though Becky's mother frequently took her daughter over her knees to warm her bare buttocks, she often asked for advice when Becky had been exceptionally bad.

Becky heard her mother hanging up the phone. 'This is it', she thought. She heard her mother approaching behind her.
'Get out of the corner, sweety,' she heard her mother say. She slowly turned around to face her mother. She had an emotionless look on her face. Becky never liked that. She preferred it when she could clearly see her mother was mad or disappointed. The strict, blank expression made the upcoming punishment feel like a routine.

'Come here, honey.' Becky slowly walked closer, looking down to the floor in shame.
'Do you understand why I am going to punish you?' Becky's mother asked her.
A lump in her throat prevented Becky from answering. Her mother grabbed her chin and forced her naughty daughter to look her in the eyes.
'Young lady, I asked you a question!'
Becky couldn't hold on to her tears any longer and let them flow freely.
'Y-y-yes, Ma'am...' stuttered Becky.
'And can you tell me why I am going to punish you?'
'Be-be-because I have been bad...' sobbed Becky, '...because you...you told me stay at home a-a-and to watch the house and I didn't...' Becky could barely speak anymore.
'Very good. I am glad to see you understand why I am going to spank you,' her mother said, without any emotion in her voice. When Becky heard her mother mention the word 'spank' she started to cry even harder.
'Now, be a big girl while mommy is going to do what she has to do, you hear me?' her mother said. Becky nodded.

Becky's mother slowly began to unbutton her daughter's jeans and pulled them down to her ankles.
'And now for your panties,' she said, while she grabbed the waistband of her daughter's white undergarments with her thumbs.
'Noooo, mommy...' Becky pleaded, 'Not on the bare...pleaaase!' She started to stomp her feet, but a few quick smacks on her bottom quickly made her change her mind.
'I told you to be a big girl, young lady, and even big girls get spanked on their naked buttocks when they have been bad.' She continued to pull down her daughter's panties.
Becky tried to hold on to her last shred of dignity by covering her privates with her green sweater. Her mother walked over to the chair where she likes to sit in when she reads books, draws or gives lectures to her daughters. She started to undo her belt.
Becky could only gasp. Her face was wet with tears.

'Come here this instant, Rebecca!' Her mother told her, when Becky started to cry even harder, 'I am running out of patience!'
Becky stood there like she was frozen, crying. Her previous spankings have always been done by her mother's hard hand, and even her hand managed to make Becky end up like a bawling mess in her mother's lap. She could only imagine what the thick, leather belt would do with her.
'Rebecca Grace Tyler, I am going to count to three, and if you are not here over my lap by three, you are going to get a lot more spanking, young lady!' Her mother started to get visibly angry.
'One...'
'Mom, pleaaase...not the belt...!'
'Two...'
'Mommyyyy...I'll be good, I promiiise!'
'Three...'
'Moooom...'
Her mother stormed over to her reluctant daughter. She grabbed her by the arm and dragged her to the chair like a little child. Her mother forced her to lie sideways in the chair, with her bare bottom on the armrest. She grabbed her legs and held them up, like a baby getting changed, so her belt would have no problem reaching her bottom.

Becky's mother wasted no more words on her naughty, disobedient daughter and started whipping her naked buttocks with the thick leather belt which she got from Tessa's mother a while ago, just for an occasion like this one.
The first crack with the belt made Becky gasp for air. The sting the belt caused quickly spread over her entire bottom. She no longer cared about her dignity or her shame and started bawling like a little girl.
Her mother whipped her daughter's buttocks with a surgical precision. Each smack landed on a different spot, each smack reddening the skin even more, careful not to hit her daughter's sensitive parts with the thick belt.
As the whipping continued, Becky started to squirm. She dug her nails into the chair, and tried to escape her legs from her mother's grasp. Unfortunately for Becky her mother was strong enough to keep her in place.
The rhythm of the smacks, without pause, went on for five more minutes, and after a couple of particularly hard smacks to finish it off, her mother finally lay down the belt. Becky was a blubbering mess. The sting in her bottom was so bad, it felt like it was set on fire.
She was allowed to stand up, and even though she hated it, she could do nothing more than dance around, her hands frantically rubbing her reddened cheeks. She no longer cared if her mother could see everything down there.

Wen she was done dancing around, her mother made Becky sit on her lap, and hugged her daughter, caressing her glowing bottom.
'Do you promise you are going to be a good girl now,' she asked, now in a warm, soothing voice.
'Y-y-yes, Mommy, I promise. I will never be disobedient again,' Becky answered. She was still out of breath from the hard belting she just received.
'Don't forget I did this because I love you.'
'I know, Mommy, I know...'

~~~~~~

Mitch does fiction? Mitch does fiction.

Wow, what started out as a simple drawing I whipped up real fast, ended up being a drawing with an entire backstory attached to it. How the hell did I manage that o_O

Anywho, I had a lot of fun making this. This girl is getting spanked in my most favourite position ever, and I hope you will enjoy this work as much as I do.

You can also check out my deviantart if you want to uhm...see the same stuff I have uploaded on here...
http://mitchaftermidnight.deviantart.com/

Mitch out!

PS: CAN SOMEBODY PLEASE REMIND ME TO MAKE THESE THINGS AT A PROPER RESOLUTION. Seriously, I had to resize this thing so much it became all pixelated ;_;