Fifi Foxx Early Morning Wedgies

Date 17-08-2021, 22:42
Model: Fifi Foxx

He did it again…I knew he would. My son, Aiden, would sneak out in the middle of the night, and this time, I was going to catch him. I sat on his bed facing the outside door, and saw him peek through the doorway before sneaking in.
Aiden took his jacket off, looked to his right, and saw me sitting on his bed. He immediately started making excuses, lying about what he was doing out. It was 3:30 in the morning! “You can’t lie to me, you should know that by now,” I said. Then the truth came out. He just wanted to hang out with some friends…on a school night. He needed to be punished.
Aiden tried to apologize, but I wasn’t going to have it. “Pull your pants down,” I demanded. I spanked his ass, and he whined, saying he was too old for it. Well, I knew something that he would never be too old for…a good, old-fashioned wedgie. I yanked his whitey tighties up, and he grunted in pain.
“Look at you still wearing tighty whities,” I said, pulling up on his underwear, and then spanking his ass. I could hear the material stretch and tear as I yanked up harder on it. I let go, making him think I was done, and let him fix his underwear.
Maybe if he had listened to me for once, or even asked me to hang out with friends, I wouldn’t have to punish him. He begged and apologized, asking to go to bed, but he wouldn’t get off the hook that easy.
I pushed him back on the bed, stood up on it, and jumped as I pulled on his whitey tighties. He kicked his legs, whining that it hurt, but I wouldn’t stop. I stretched and tore, getting those white underwear to go over my shoulder, and then over his head.
“I won’t do it again, Mom” he grunted. He barely had any whitey tighties left after I tore and stretched them. “Mom, these are the only pair of underwear I had that were clean,” he whined. “I’m gonna have to go to school wearing these.” Oh yes, he would…and I’d make it work.
I told him to stand up, and put the shreds of material over his shoulders. “Do a little turn for Mommy,” I said, watching him spin around completely humiliated. I yanked a few more times, and then grounded him. I’d make sure he wore his new, little “suspenders” to school…in fact, I’d even drive him just to make sure