Last night I spanked my mother, and then sent her to bed. I'd stayed downstairs, and wanked till I came, all the while reliving that spanking of her chubby bum, with the tight-stretched panties.
Today I had decided that this time I'd see if her spanking had made her more submissive - more agreeable to my demands.
She arrived home a little late, and was surprised to see me already there. I guessed she was hoping I'd be late, or out for the evening.
I started as I intended to go on.
"Mother, come in here, please." Somewhat hesitantly she came into the front room. "What....what's up, Don?" and I saw her twitching her fingers - a sure sign of nerves.
"Last night I spanked you. Tonight...I'm going to do the same." She took a step backwards. "No. No...please. I'll do anything you ask but that's not fair. I'm your mother."
Ignoring her words I gestured to her: "Skirt up. I want to see your panties. NOW!" Mother stared at me as I shouted at her, then slowly, reluctantly, her hands went to the hem of her skirt. I waited, and she pulled it up, from the front, until her blue panties appeared. She stopped, staring at me. "Higher!" I demanded, and she continued until the waistband was on show. They were just as I liked panties - full and with just covering the tops of her legs.