Abdl Diaper Spanking Novels & Stories

I was starting to believe him. In the afternoon, after a big breakfast that we made together, we were in the playroom again. Brandt strapped me to something he called a St. Andrews Cross. My arms were secured to the cross bar and my legs were secured at the bottom, so they were spread apart. I was "punished" for removing my collar and for running away. It was my first real spanking and I think he took it easy on me. There wasn't as much heat to his spanks and paddles as I had expected. Or maybe I justed likee it that much.

I brought my hand down on her ass, hard, very hard, and she gasped sharply while struggling harder to break free. “I’m sorry… I’m sorry… I’m sorry…” she let pleading hysterically as I brought my hand down on the exact same spot, alternating between her two ass cheeks, hitting her over and over again, hitting her so hard that even my palms hurt me. Before I was done, she was a crying, quivering mess and she was begging me to stop, promising never to disobey my orders ever again. Her butt was sore, it was red and swollen and she continued sobbing loudly, even when I stopped spanking her.

“I’ll give them a spanking. That’ll fix it.” “Hey! Kendrick!” He cleared his throat. “If it’s a boy, he gets a spanking. If it’s a girl, I’ll reason with her.” “This isn’t about boys or girls!” She stared at him, exasperated. “How do you reason with a three-month-old baby? And spanking is absolutely out of the question.” Even a two- or three-year-old wouldn’t necessarily respond to reason. And his “boy gets hit, girl gets reasoned with” approach? Way too reckless.

But I use my newly conquered wealth to buy them lunch almost every day, which they appreciate a lot. I have been on my best behavior and Antonio has only punished me once. I was angry with him because he refused me to call my parents and in return I refused to come down for dinner. He came up to my room after dinner, fury blazin in his eyes, and took me to his room for another session of spanking. This time he removed the yoga pants I wore, but left my underwear. He uses some kind of whip, a switch I think he called it, and it hurt like hell. After that I was served dinner in his office while he worked.

He bent again exposing his butt The third ten, I made them be rapid and resounding, his eyes started watering, he squirmed and yelped, " Oww, please Cole. I'm so sorry, ahh please." The color of his bum turned red so that I could see it through his boxer edges. He covered his butt several times with his hand but I pinned it to his back. " Just 20 to go, don't reach back, I don't want to hit you somewhere else." He nodded and I resumed the spanking. The fourth ten were fast and I was focusing on his sit spot, he grabbed the sheets and tried to stop the cry, he kicked his leg but still didn't want to break into it

Smirking I continue to take her in and gently caress her often as my pants get extremely tight. "Stand up" I tell her firmly. She immediately complies but still submissive. "How long have you known about this Babygirl?" I asked "a week daddy" she answers quietly "oh you naughty girl you kept this from us for that long? You know what that means... that's right baby you're getting punished." I sit down on the bed looking at what she's laid out and I'm excited. "Come here and lay across my lap now ass up" I tell her firmly. She quickly moves across my lap as I lift up the bottom of her skirt noticing her lack of panties and that she's already dripping out. "Okay baby I need you to pick a number

she snaps. It's time to take the feisty out of her. If she wants to come and needs me to do it, she will act her part. I lift the small red ball to her mouth and secure the soft leather behind her head. "You look so damn sexy like this. Having you unable to speak or tell me what you want is only icing on the mommy cake. You're perfect." Her eyes go from sensual to snappy just like I knew they would. "You've been resisting my punishments for long enough and building quite the list of transgressions. After Abigail is born, it will be your fault my hand is red and swollen from spanking your ass. Now be a good little sub and work on patience."

My skirt flipped up, exposing my bare, dripping pussy and ass. "Oh fuck," he growled, his hand coming down hard on my ass with a loud smack. "No panties? You're such a dirty little slut walking around my house like this." The sting made me moan loud. "Yes! Spank me, Daddy. I've been so bad, teasing you." He spanked me again and again, harder each time. My ass burned red and hot. "This tight young pussy is mine now. Your stepdad is going to teach you proper lessons in pleasure and discipline."

His cum from before mixed with my fresh wetness leaked out around his cock running down my thighs dripping onto the floor in messy puddles. I was moaning nonstop voice breaking. “Daddy—yes—harder—fuck me harder—” He grabbed my hair yanked my head back so my back arched deep. The new angle let him hit even deeper cock bullying that spot inside me over and over. My legs started shaking thighs trembling so hard I thought they would give out. “Legs shaking already baby?” he laughed low spanking me again. “You love getting railed like this don’t you? Bent over like a dirty little slut in my shop.”

I cried out loudly as he hit the deepest part of my vagina repeatedly, until he finally climaxed. "Oh, fuck yes!" he exclaimed as he ejaculated inside me. "This is gonna be fun." He momentarily left the room and returned with a wooden paddle, which he used to spank my tender buttocks. He spanked me hard and mercilessly, ensuring my entire bottom turned red and inflamed. He forced me to lift my legs and slide my feet against the bed, spanking me even harder and eliciting angry screams. He also smacked my thighs, making me scream even louder.