Chapter 10

It was two days later that Carolyn decided that her two "boys" were well and able to get up and dressed and to join El and herself for breakfast. "Now even though I have pronounced you well it doesn't mean that you can resume with your normal activities," she announced at breakfast as she glared first at Peter and then at Neal.

"I know Mom, "replied Peter as he took a bite from his stack of pancakes, "I just plan on resting in the recliner and watching whatever game I may find…nothing strenuous."

Carolyn smiled at her son before turning to Neal, "and that means no going outside for any reason….you are not to leave this house. Do I make myself clear?"

"Yes mom," sighed Neal. He was so tired of being cooped up in the house. "I guess I will read or draw."

"Good now I'll let you two eat in peace," replied Carolyn as she returned to her breakfast.

It was only a couple of hours later that Neal managed to get himself into more trouble and it started quite innocently. He was passing by the kitchen when he heard Satch whine and after investigating he found the yellow lab at the back door.

"You've got to go out big boy?" Neal asked the dog only to open the back door and watched as the lab ran outside and quickly did his business but seeing a squirrel quickly gave chase. He looked like he was having such a good time that Neal couldn't resist and grabbing the first jacket he saw darted out after the big dog.

He was only out for a few minutes but when he turned to go back he noticed that he had an audience and froze on the spot. Peter and El were giving him a sympathetic look but the expression on Carolyn's face was one of anger at being disobeyed yet again.

"You get yourself back in this house immediately young man," she said in a controlled voice and waited by the back door as Neal grudgingly made his way inside. When he came within reach of her hand Carolyn grabbed him by the ear and pulled him downstairs. "We have some unfinished business to take care of," she said over her shoulder as she left pausing at the top of the stairs to request,

"Peter, please bring me my hairbrush!"

When Neal heard that he began to plea, "No not that. I'm sorry it's just that it looked so inviting that I couldn't stop myself. I let Satch out and everything was fine until he started to chase the squirrel and he looked like he was having so much fun that I just had to join in. I've been stuck inside for such a long time…Mom, please don't spank me." Neal was still pleading his case when Peter arrived with his mother's hairbrush.

"Thank you son," Carolyn said upon receiving her hairbrush, "and if you wouldn't mind closing the door down to the basement Neal and I are going to have a long and for him a very painful conversation on his behavior. It's been adding up for some time and his judgment day has arrived with this last stunt."

Peter made a quick exit remembering his mother's promise to use that hairbrush on him for failing to get a flu shot and he didn't want it to happen now. He had only gotten to the top of the stairs when he heard his mother order Neal to drop his pants and bend over and closed the door on the punishment about to happen in the basement.

"The longer you wait the worse it is going to be," warned Carolyn at Neal's refusal to obey.

Neal looked into the unyielding face of his surrogate mother and knew that if he delayed any longer Mom would blister his backside even worse than what she had planned and reluctantly made his way to the only table in the room and fumbled a moment with his belt before letting them fall to his ankles. Then with the sigh of a martyr he bent over and awaited Carolyn's approach.

Neal jumped as he felt Carolyn's hand on his back knowing that the unavoidable was about to occur but when he felt her hands on his boxers he moaned and blushed with embarrassment at having his bare backside seen by 'mom' however all thoughts of embarrassment fled with the first stroke with the hairbrush and soon all he cared about was it being finished.

"Owwww…owwww…owwww…owwww…sorrryyy…owwww…owwww…no…owwww….more….owwww….pleaseeeee….owwww…owwww….owwww….mom…oww…please…owwww….owwwww….owwwww…" and on the spanking went as Neal began to sob and when he didn't think he could take one more stroke Carolyn stopped and pulled his boxers back up before pulling Neal into her embrace and held him as he cried.

"It's okay son, you've been punished for this last piece of disobedience…let's just hope that you won't do anything else today to add you your upcoming spankings," Carolyn said comfortingly.

It took a moment for her words to actually sink in ad when they did Neal pulled back and said, "my upcoming spankings? You don't mean that you are going to spank me again?"

"Oh yeah, several times to be exact. Neal you disobeyed me and you refused to get a flu shot which if you had maybe you wouldn't have gotten so sick bur don't worry you won't be getting them all today. I plan on spreading them out over the next few days."

"I won't be able to sit comfortably for days," whined Neal.

"And whose fault is that?"

"Mine but can't you make an exception," pleaded Neal as he wiped his tears away.

"No, I can't. I love you too much to allow that to happen. Neal you must learn that there are consequences to all you do…there are good consequences when you do the right thing as much as the bad ones when you are disobedience or put yourself in harm," explained Carolyn.

"You l-love me?"

"But of course, but I've only had a short time in teaching you right from wrong but I have no doubt that I will eventually be successful in my task of love. Now wash your face and reflect on what you did to acquire your warm bottom and try not to do it again," advised Carolyn as she gave him a kiss on the cheek and left carrying her hairbrush with her.