Mummy’s boy and the slipper

Growing up, I always had a much stronger attachment to my mother than my father. Dad was a salesman and on the road a great deal of the time, so maybe that was it. However, it was always our mother who took the lead in disciplining my elder brother and I when we misbehaved.

Perhaps not surprisingly, I grew up to be a typical ‘mummy’s boy’. Even into my early teens, I was very cuddly and loving with Mum, even when I had been spanked. It was at these times especially that I was particularly submissive and needy, crying into her soft, generous bosom as my bottom hummed inside my underpants.

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