Early 1950s, 60s, early 70s, late 80s... at least, a few minutes of complete humiliation seems to be forever, and stops the run of time. I feel intimately like these moments live pour toujours somewhere in another dimension. It's kind of comforting I think, as this ever-moving time seems to only leads to death... when I just wish to freeze the clock just for one day.
So my dear VIPs (hello and thank you to the new ones! : ) will get the bonus pictures. At some point I thought it would be all-medical, but there is only one of this kind (but a special one, eh? :) All is F/m, sometimes CFNM.
Thank you to John Wilkins for sometimes correcting my broken English on these pictures.
Also, thank you so much all VIPs for the little contributions, thank you Barb for inspiring me, thank you all viewers for... enjoying, and for the comments from time to time!
Cheers!
AleX
What movie is the pic of the lady finding the magazine under the boys bed from? The actress looks familiar.
ReplyDeleteShe looks familiar to me too, but sorry I can't tell!
DeleteAt first I thought she was Judi Dench or Julie Andrews because of her short hair, but I'm pretty sure it's not either one!
DeleteI think it looks like a young Dianne Weist but more so in the second part of the pic than when she discovers the "naughty" magazines. I also think number four is part of an old "Brady Bunch" episode.
DeleteThese are all quite deliciously shameful and humiliating for a the boys in question. Nice...
I figured out what movie it's from! It's from Parenthood(1989), and smuccatelli is right, it's a 40 year old Dianne Wiest and a 14 year old Joaquin Phoenix!
DeleteI remember the movie but I don't remember the scene; either of her finding his magazines or of her holding the hairbrush. Are they both Photoshopped?
DeleteThey are both photoshopped.
DeleteI like when I'm asked this, it means that I did a decent job : )
There is also a funny scene in the movie where Steve Martin finds her vibrator, so I think she(and likely the other mothers in your work) doth protest too much about her son's masturbation habit!
DeleteHaha!
DeleteWell, I don't consider the people in the pics are the actual characters of a movie. It's a different story : mine : )
Bonjour Alex,
ReplyDeleteVoilà donc la seconde partie de l'énigme ! Quel suspense !
Quelle coïncidence avec mon petit dialogue sur la Gouvernante et son "protégé" au mois de Juillet: les magazines "interdits" cachés sous son lit...
De la prémonition ? Remarquez: c'était plutôt facile à deviner.
Le gamin va passer un sale quart d'heure car Maman (ou Tantine...)"aiguise" déjà la brosse à cheveux, redoutable instrument de coquetterie féminine. Ici détourné de son usage premier. "Courage, gamin. Serre les dents. Et... good Luck !".
Sur le cliché de droite, on aperçoit en fond sur le mur l'affiche d'un film de Frankenstein (avec Boris Karloff dans le rôle titre).
Ambiance années 1960 (?): voilà une Maman somme toute très "classique", tant dans le domaine vestimentaire que dans l'attitude très "Mom sweet Mom". Eternelle rivalité Mère-Fils : la virilité en herbe face à la féminité établie. Voilà qui promet des moments épiques.
Quant au nom de l'actrice figurant sur cet extrait, je ne saurais le dire. Mais elle joue ou a joué dans des séries B que je ne regarde jamais. Désolé.
Excellent tout ça ! "10/10 ! Avec les compléments du Jury." Rires.
Charles.
Merci pour la bonne note!! Avec un 10/10, je ne me ferai certainement pas fesser en rentrant! ; )
DeleteLe cliché avec Frankenstein, c'est une chambre fin 1980s, comme l'atteste son titre.
Hope you had a good weekend Alex and a good, not too cold, week.
ReplyDeleteThe boy has a fine taste in magazines! :P What is the thing on the bedpost? I like the two pieces of dialogue, the mother's sharp point about the pants around the ankle adding to the embarrassment and in ye olde one with the sharp little shot at the end.
Interesting to see the difference between the "faded" photo and the coloured photo of the dinner, it looks so very different just to said colour.
Thank you for the feedback! I appreciate your points : )
DeleteThe thing on the bedpost? It's just munitions for a toy. I decided to keep it, as it add to the teengage room feeling, being between a children and a man.
Re... Alex,
DeleteTrès juste : "entre un enfant et un homme". C'est exactement dans cette situation trouble et inconfortable que l'on se trouve quant on est adolescent. On est plus un gamin mais pas encore tout à fait un homme.
Et ce trouble perturbe indirectement nos mamans qui nous traitent encore comme des enfants tout en sachant bien que nous grandissons et que nous leur échappons un peu plus tous les jours.
Ce qui les oblige à se montrer un peu plus sévères à chacune de nos incartades. Essayant par là même par ce sursaut d'autorité de garder la main-mise sur notre personnalité. Enfin, c'est quelque chose dans cet esprit-là.
Comme je l'avais dit à notre chère Isabelle183, les rapports Mère-fils sont très peu abordés en psychanalyse du comportement. En revanche, les binômes Père-fille (autorité/séduction) et Mère-fille (rivalité/séduction) sont plus souvent développés. Mais bon, c'est un autre domaine et il vaut mieux s'amuser des situations pour l'instant car elles évoquent pour chacun de nous d'émouvants souvenirs.
Charles.
When a boy is caught looking at dirty pictures and possibly touching himself his mother has no choice, but to take off his underpants and give him a very firm paddling. He must not sexualize and objectify women. He must learn to respect women as his boss and learn to control any deviant thoughts. I think the door to this boy's room must remain open at all times and his mom must randomly check his underpants for any unwarranted stains.
DeleteEXACTLY !
DeleteIn some boarding schools in my country, young people had to sleep with hands over sheets, guess why...
Oh, I know. I hope they were supervised in the showers when they washed themselves too!
DeleteBonjour Alex,
DeleteVotre réponse me rappelle un passage de la chanson de Michel Sardou (que vous avez peut-être entendu): "le surveillant général" : "... comment les garçons étaient couchés, bien sur le dos, les bras croisés sur la couverture de laine, dès fois qu'on aurait des idées/Pauvre taré, pauvre chimère...".
Un autre temps. Révolu. Charles.
Je ne la connaissais pas, mais il avait mis en parole ce dont je parle en effet! : )
DeleteUn temps révolu, mais la vie est cyclique, qui sait si la société n'y reviendra pas dans quelques dizaines / centaines d'années?
Et j'espère que certaines de mes images, qui se diffusent aujourd'hui comme des virus, parviendront à ces gens ^^
Re... Alex,
DeleteTrès juste. Comme chacun le sait, la vie est un éternel recommencement. Un jour ou l'autre, le temps aura fait son œuvre.
Les vieilles méthodes ont du bon à la condition qu'elle soient utilisées d'une manière raisonnée et juste.
Charles.
Il est iraisonnable de les avoir interdites ces BONNES vieilles méthodes.
DeleteSome mothers in 50-60s ordered for their boys - including teens - "barebottomed evening" or "naked weekend" whoever was presented. Ladies, it worked!
ReplyDeleteLaura, sister and cousin
Coming from a small country town, I recall one had more than one Mother, it was just accepted, nice thing the punishment was over and if not your mother she would not tell your mother. I recall once just out of towel behind an old building looking at magazines and playing with myself. I got caught, do not know long she was watching, but with pants and underpants around my ankles she took me inside her home, and over her lap I went, I kicked, squirmed, pleaded, no good, she spanked my bottom with her hand and I was bawling when she finished. I faced the wall displaying my red bottom, her daughter walked in, her mother told her what happened, my mom or folks never found out, she never told, the worse spanking I ever got. You learned back then to be good and dreaded a woman's lap.
ReplyDeletelove this blog ^_^ I wish there were more embarrassment/cfnm artists as good as your stuff
ReplyDeleteThank you so much : )
DeleteI love this blog too! I also love all the real life cfnm stories people post in the comments so much, that I keep going back through your blog to read them all!
DeleteThis is truly the story of my life.
ReplyDeleteMy mom was french and died in a car crash when I was a year old. My dad was originated from Republic of San Marino was a successful stock broker at NYSE but passed away when I was seven years old from an aggressive lung cancer. After two years my mom’s death he remarried with a woman who had two daughters much older than me. When my father was gone all the estate went to an escrow which a age of my 21st birthday will be mine. My stepmother only then was going to collect 1 million dollars. She was responsible for my education although the money were withdrawn from the estate. She hired a governess, a chambermaid, a kitchen lady, a tutor. All women. My stepmother and her daughters were my tormentors. From age 8 to age 17 I was punished for anything that was wrong and every time I had to strip fully naked in front of everyone and been paddled by the governess. Once at age of 13 the governess found out that I was masturbating and she reported to my stepmother which called everyone for my punishment I got hit by the governess pratically all over my body and my stepmother hit me on both my hands, which were like two balloons. I was ordered to sleep in the same room of the governess. Well that was good upon the bitch fell asleep and starting snoring I was up to masturbate. One night I think I came 5 times. My two stepsisters also had their enjoyment with me, they sexual abuse me four times. On the weekends when the staff was off and the my stepmother was away they were organizing all girls party and I was forced to dressed up as a waitress many of these girls touched my penis, pinch my buttocks others show me their breasts. Once there was a fat girl who approached me she grabbed me by my hair and forced me to kiss her vagina. At the end of these parties I had to strip fully naked and masturbating with the enjoyment of all.
When I moved out to go to college by then I had a girlfriend but she was a secret. I went to college to study law and international law and coincidentally I met my father’s lawyer who was teaching at same college we became friends and I asked him if I could call him grandpa he was so happy because him and his wife never had any children. One day I opened up and I told him my story which upset him immensely. He started to investigating a collecting data but ultimately he asked me if anyone could be a witness that could be detrimental for my stepmother promised estate. One day meanwhile I was going to college someone tapped my back, was Clara the chambermaid. She wanted to be forgiven she felt so guilty for several years when I asked if she would testify for me she said yes. Make the story short the bitch never got the money. Today I’m married with Clara the chambermaid she ten years old then me. Also every weekend she strip me, whip me, and I served with a cunnilingus sometime she masturbate me or we make love, but we’re happy.
P.S.: we both read your blog