Luke

I had to go home eventually. As much as I didn't want to, I couldn't stay at Delilahs forever. In fact, my dad called me a couple days later and furiously ordered me to go home when he sobered up enough and realized I'd left without permission.

I threw a fit, of course. I had been living a dream for days, the perfect life with my mommy and now I have to go back to the nightmare of real life.

I received quite a beating when I got home. My dad left me alone in my room without dinner after that, and I called Delilah, now locked in my room in a onesie with my stuffy and binki, in an unhappy little space.

"What's wrong baby boy? Why are you crying?"

"Dad mean. Want mommy." I sob.

"Are you ok, my little boy?"

"H-hungry."

"You haven't had dinner?"

"Dad meanie butt."

"Should I come get you?" I'm so close to saying yes, but I remember how beat up I must look.

Maybe I can tell her. Maybe it won't matter. Maybe it'll be better.

Maybe she'll leave. "Don't know." I say, almost entirely out of headspace.

"Yes or no baby."

"No. I'm fine. I'll... I'll be fine."

"You sure? I'll come get you, baby boy."

"Just wanna talk."

"Ok babes. So, what'dya wanna do next time we hang out? I was thinking we could have a date night or something." I smile widely at the suggestion.

"Mmmh. I dunno. Maybeeeee...-"

"How about the zoo?"

"Ooooh ooh! Yeah! I've only been to the zoo once when I was younger! Please mommy please!"

"Alright, the zoo it is then. Let's see, you wanna do that on Friday?"

"I won't see you till Friday?"

"No, boo, we can hang out before that, but the zoo is closed till Wednesday this week and mommy works Thursday."

"No! I wanna come!" I whine. "Can I please come this time?!"

"I don't know baby boy. We'll see."

"mOoMmyyYyy!"

"Hush. Now, what other date ideas do you like."

"Dinner?"

"You wanna go out to dinner one night? We can do that."

"Mmhm." I smile.

"There's also a theme park an hour drive away."

"Yeah yeah yeah!!"

"What about movies, any you wanna see?"

"Ummm, I dunno. We can go to the movies, I haven't been in soooo long."

"Alright, well do that some day. Anything else you wanna do?"

"Mmm, ICECREAM!" I suddenly shrink back, hoping my dad didn't hear as I realized I'd yelled.

"Ok my little prince, we can do icecream."

"Ok mommy."

"So why are you unhappy with your dad, babe?"

"N-no dinner. But is ok. I eat TV dinner or something."

"Ok baby, just make sure you do eat, yeah?"

"Yes mommy."

"It's late baby boy. You should probably go to sleep."

"Nooo, not tired." I complain and she chuckles.

"Yes you are. Mommy needs to sleep too, ok? So go to sleep and I'll come get you tomorrow around noon?"

"Ok. Night night mama."

"Night baby."

She hangs up and I sigh and look trough my baby boy Tumblr, soon regretting it.

I don't wanna touch myself, I don't think I'm allowed to.

Luke: mommy I know you said you would give me my rules tomorrow but I have a quick question.

Mommy: what's up baby boy

Luke: am I allowed to... you know... when im...

Mommy: what???

Luke: ughhh mommy don't make me say it.

Mommy: tell mommy prince. Don't be embarrassed.

Luke: am I allowed to play with my prince parts?

Mommy: not without express permission from mommy.

Luke: but I'm... Yknow... up.

Mommy: well whys that?

Luke: tumblr.

Mommy: well maybe you shouldn't get yourself all excited on tumblr when mommy isn't around to help baby boy out.

Luke: please mommy! It hurts.

Mommy: no. Those parts belong to mommy. If you disobey then you'll be punished tomorrow.

Luke: mOommMyY

Mommy: mommy is going to bed. Are you gonna be a good little boy or will mommy have to punish you tomorrow?

Luke: I'll try to be a good boy mommy.

I sigh and put my phone down. My boner had started to go down until mommy started teasing me and talking about punishing me.

I decided I didn't care about being punished and continued looking through tumblr until I was all the way up again.

I played with myself thinking about my mommy until I came. I felt guilty but I was excited for my punishment, wondering if mommy would just give me a spanking do a sexual punishment.

Eventually after looking through all my socal medias a few times, I fell asleep.

***

In the morning I quickly ate and then put makeup on the few bruises my dad left.

I wonder what mommy would do if she found out my dad was hitting me. Would she be mad? Would she let me live with her? Would I get in trouble for keeping it a secret?

It was almost noon as I ha slept in for quite a while. My dad was at work now and would probably be out for a while, a couple of days at least.

I don't need to pack clothes for delilahs because she bought me some and i left some big boy clothes. She also has stuffies and pacis and bottles for me.

I also wonder what mommy is going to do to me for being naughty. Maybe I shouldn't tell her. But I also don't wanna lie. I suppose I'll have to accept whatever she chooses.

Mommy: on my way, have you eaten breakfast?

Luke: yes mommy.

I sigh and put on my shoes, getting ready. My heart beats faster in anticipation as time passes, and I run my hands though my hair repeatedly. Eventually the stressing takes me into little space and I stop caring so much as I play with a stuffy, although my little space is nervous too.

Mommy: I'm here baby boy, you ready?

Luke: coming

I rush to her car, locking the door behind me because she told me to.

"Hi mommy." I lean over and kiss her cheek and she smiles.

"Hi baby boy." I'm thoroughly surprised when she doesn't ask if I was good and listened to her about not touching myself the whole car ride. She doesn't mention it. She asks how I'm feeling and if my dad was being ok, but even as were inside her house she doesn't mention.

"Do you want something to eat?"

"N-no mommy." She nods and goes to turn on cartoons.

"M-mommy?" I stop her. She turns her attention to me and hums as she sits on the father end of the couch. "I- last night- I'm sorry." I shrink back and she raises an eyebrow.

"For what?"

"I was... naughty."

"Were you?" I nod. "I figured."

"How?"

"I saw that you were active on Tumblr." I nod and look at my lap.

"Are you mad?" I wring my hands together.

"I'm not happy. Why don't you go sit on mommys bed and wait, ok?" I nod and stand to walk away but she glares at me, and I quickly realize why.

"Yes mommy."

She nods and lets me continue and I wait nervously on her bed. She soon enters the room with a black velvety box with a lid and sits it on her dresser.

She squats down in front of me and looks me in the eyes.

"Mommy warned you, yes?"

"Yes mommy."

"And you agreed to be good, yes?"

I gulp, not particularly liking this, or how much it's turning me on. "Yes mommy."

"You know why you're about to be punished?"

"Yes mommy. I'm sorry."

"You know the stop light safe word system, yeah?"

"Yes mommy. Green means ok. Yellow means I'm hurting a bit. Red means I've reached my limit."

"Good. Now, my naughty boy, I want those jeans off and you on your elbows and knees on the bed, make sure that butt is arched out. You're always allowed to make noise and say whatever you please that won't get you in more trouble, like cussing or name calling, but you can beg and say sorry and tell me how you're feeling, always; unless specifically told otherwise."

I like that. I don't think I'd like not being able to complain.

"Yes mommy."

"No moving while mommy is punishing you, unless you accidentally flinch a bit, that's fine, but no trying to get away or bucking your hips or grinding or anything."

"Yes mommy."

"Ok baby, I think that's it. Do you have anything you wanna ask or say before mommy starts punishing you?"

"I'm sorry mommy."

"I know baby boy. Now get on the bed like mommy told you."

"Wait, can I have a kiss first please mommy?" She leans forward and lays a short but sweet kiss on my lips, and I smile and try to kiss her again.

"No, only good boys get extra kissies. You've been naughty. Now do what mommy says."