Part Of The Family: Jeremy's Spanking Leads To A New Family

Jeremy calls his mother when he is told that she would permit his neighbor to spank him for misbehavior.

I suddenly felt light-headed for a moment as blood rushed to my head when he said that. I couldn't imagine Mom ever allowing it. I glanced over again at Josh and Sam whispering excitedly with each other as each of their eyes furtively darted at me. I was trying to figure out how to deal with this development. How dare he think I was someone who could be punished like that. “I don't believe you! Mom would never allow it!”
“I can assure you she did Jeremy. If you don't believe me Mrs. Peterson will show you to the phone and you can get the spanking after you talk to her.”
“You can't bluff me. Yeah I'll call her!”
“OK. Come this way.” Mrs. Peterson said curtly and then took my arm and escorted me to a bedroom. It must have been their room because there was a double bed and two night tables and I saw a vanity in one corner and an opening to another bathroom. I saw the phone on the night table so I plopped down on the bed and picked up the phone and called.
When Mom answered her voice was cold. Before I could say anything she just said “Mr Peterson was right and said that you'd call. I'm in the middle of work so I can't talk forever.”
“OK Mom...”
She interrupted me. “Did you go after those boys like he said and curse at them?”
“I can explain Mom...”
“So you did?.
“It wasn't that bad Mom.”
Her voice got even colder. “That means you did and I am ashamed. Mr Peterson told me what he thinks is needed and I agree.”
It felt like a dark curtain was falling around me as I started to say “but Mom,...”
Mom spoke over me in a gush of words as if to just get the conversation over with “I've told Mr Peterson to punish you Jeremy and afterwards we'll talk about it but right now I have to get back to work. Goodbye.”” and the line went dead. This couldn't really be happening and I didn't want the call to be over so I frantically kept saying “Mom wait. Mom?” hoping she was still there because I clearly understood the implications if she wasn't. Then as if in denial I frantically pushed the button on the phone up and down and saying “Mom, Mom, you gotta be there, Mom?” I hadn't even been given the chance to tell her that Mrs. Peterson had already swatted me three times and I thought it would make her upset.
“I see you're done”Mrs Peterson said as she reached over and firmly took the phone from my hand and hung it up.. Her voice was stern as she said: “So my husband wasn't bluffing was he?”
I was desperate to prevent this from happening. “I wanna call her back.”
She firmly took my arm and started going towards the living room. Her tone was very business like. “You got your phone call. My husband is waiting for you in the living room.”