Nursery project I Descent to Hell

Punishment part III

Logan's mother gestured indicating her son to approach the kitchen counter, he did it with great slowness and pain, because the simple touch of the boxer with his butt scratched him as if his slip was made of sandpaper, and causing her great agony, she finally arrived and she quickly gave him the bags of her clothes and asked her to take them to her room, Logan took everything, turned around and when he was leaving his mother spoke.
-Chiquitín, I want you to organize your things well, mommy has ordered your drawer of the underpants and your wardrobe, since the other day you did not even remove every thing from its packaging, and if you did, you left it lying on the floor
Logan had a bad feeling, his mother had been snooping in his room, desperately praying that he had not found his erotic magazines, he decided to head towards his room, when he was suddenly interrupted once again.
-Logan ...
-Yes?
The boy said with fear
-You understood what I told you
-Yes
-If that?
-Yes mom
-That's better, and now my little boy, get going
Logan turned around and walked again very slowly towards his bedroom, while going up the stairs he looked at the bags, looked attentively at the printed bear, for a second it seemed that his smile was mocking him, this Logan was very angry that when he got to his room the bags fell to the floor, because the decoration had changed, his room looked like it did when he was 11 years old.The furniture was the same, but her curtains had been changed for other white ones stamped with colored pencils, her car circuit mat had returned and her bed had her Martian sheets, which she wore without letting her mother put her on for more than Two years, in a way this did not matter too much, because he loved those sheets, but he had grown and could not afford to be a bully sleeping in a bed with sheets of Martians, it was too humiliating, but this was not what caught his attention Logan, because a teddy was resting on the bed, he came to make sure of his suspicions, in fact it was his teddy bear, he had discarded it at eleven or twelve years old, claiming that it was already older for him, it was impressive that his mother I would have kept,Found and remembered that all of those things were his at eleven, he had truly gone to a lot of trouble.
Logan was still rabid, but the pain in his butt kept reminding him that it was better to keep quiet and be the good and obedient boy his mother wanted him to be, with a lot of work, he picked up the bags from the floor, closed the door and put the bags on his bed, he began to open packets of briefs, flower and vicis prints, suns and clouds, ships, ben 10, cars, the dog patrol, and a long etcetera, Logan hated every brief he had taken out, to top it all his drawer was crowded, nothing else fit.Then he got up, put the slippers under the bed, after which he took the pajamas, opened them, they had exactly the same design as the others, one-piece pajamas with covered feet and closure at the back, one blue with the spiderman symbol , this the truth is that it did not bother him too much, another blue like with a print of bottles, this was the most hated by far, from his own rage he threw him to the ground and stepped on it several times, finally to avoid his mother's anger she picked it up, folded it as she could and put it in the closet, the last one was too childish, when she opened it and saw that the pajamas were a kitten costume with a hood, finally she kept all the clothes, so she decided to lie down for a moment on her bed, At that moment Logan collapsed, seeing in front of him his old table of wet nights,It was still written the last week in which there were three umbrellas and four suns, at this the boy's eyes filled with tears and he began to cry inconsolably, these screams quickly attracted his mother who arrived very worried
-What's wrong with you, Logan, my life?
He did not stop crying, his mother hugged him, sat on his bed and sat logan on his lap, letting his butt rest on a pillow, there he kept asking her, finally her desperate mother gave her bear, Logan Instinctively, she picked him up and hugged him very tightly, but she did not calm him down too much. Finally, when her mother asked her repeatedly, Logan pointed to the wet nights table or "The pee table" as they called it at the time.
-Oh darling, is it because of the pee board?
Logan nodded without crying, his mother sighed relieved to see that it was just accumulated frustration.
-But cielito you used it when you were eleven years old, so now it has to be here again, even if you don't use it
Logan was still crying at the top of his lungs, but between shouts and screams he managed to stammer
-P ... PEE ... BUT ... MAMI... .. AND... I DO NOT.... I WANT THAT......
His mother looked at him sweetly to see that he had instinctively called her mommy, it seemed to him that Logan was so cute
-Already my love, don't cry anymore, look, do you know what we are going to do? We are going to go down to the kitchen and we are going to have a chocolate milkshake and a sponge cake, will you?
He between nods nodded, his mother got up and took him by the hand, in his other hand he was holding his bear, took him to the kitchen, where he sat him down again on a chair with a pillow and gave him the shake Logan drank it and calmed down a bit, at that moment he realized he was still carrying his bear and instinctively released it, his mother noticed this
-But don't throw Mr. Bear, if you don't want to play with him anymore, go and leave him in your room
Logan suddenly turned red, he had just realized what had happened, he had acted the same as when he was eleven years old, or even less he got up, took his bear and without a word went to his room, his mother looked at him funny from behind-Logan darling, don't take too long, we're going to make a cakeHe turned and simply nodded, the rest of the day he was helping his mother, only dressed in the apron and the underpants, but he really didn't want to wear anything else, because his butt kept giving him painful memories.The morning was giving way to the afternoon that also passed quietly, so at 7:30 p.m. his father and Spencer arrived, Logan was still at work, but then his mother looked at him