Pride Of A Prince

While Moonlight took me through the foggy road, I had another dream, it was of another memory of mother.

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She had just finished advising me about what it means to be a Royal, and once she did, she pulled out her staff, it was a 6ft tall staff made up of some kind of polished rock. She called it the Moonstaff.

“Umm, mother? What's the staff for?”

“Oh dear, this is for punishment~!”

I was worried, “Umm, punishment?”

“Yes... Show me that ass now...” she said with a calm smile.

“U-Umm, but why?”

She stated while patting my head, “Oh dear, I need to punish you for attacking your teacher and causing a ruckus in class, don't I? It's called discipline.”

“But the staff, it's big...” I almost let out a tear as I tried to reason with her. I hesitated for a good while but I sooner submitted as her hold was strong on me.

“Please... Be gentle," I pleadingly said as I pulled down my trousers leaving my bare dark buttocks exposed.