Abdl Diaper Spanking Novels & Stories

He laid out the toys on the bed: a thick vibrating plug, a powerful wand vibrator, nipple clamps with a chain, wrist cuffs, and a larger ridged dildo. “On all fours,” Victor ordered. Sophia obeyed, ass up, face pressed to the sheets. The first sharp crack of Victor’s palm across her ass made her yelp. He spanked her methodically — ten hard strikes on each cheek until her pale skin glowed bright red and tears pricked her eyes. Every smack sent fresh slick dripping down her thighs. Damien watched with dark delight, palming the bulge in his pants. “She’s creaming from a spanking, Dad. What a perfect little pain slut.”

"She's been crying nonstop. You KNOW how fragile her health is. This stress could ruin her. Go comfort her." I let out a cold laugh—then slapped each of them across the face. "You think I'm stupid? Either you're brainwashed into defending a cheating loser and his side chick's kid, or you were born snakes." They gawked at me, stunned. "Mom, how can you say something so awful?" "You raised Della like your own! Now you're calling her a side chick's daughter? If she hears that, it'll destroy her!" "You're seriously gonna blow up this family over someone who's only been back a MONTH?"

Then he comes over me from behind and raises my butt in the air by grasping my waist. “Daisy, you know what your mistake was?” He inquires, and I feel his hardness rubbing between my buttocks. I stay silent because I’m not allowed to speak. “That you said ‘yes’ to marry me.” He spanks my buttocks, grinding his shaft against my wetness. “Therefore, I make sure to punish you and make you regret your decision every day.” He finishes his sentence, landing a hard spank on my crotch, causing me to fall straight onto the sofa.

"No. You're the best, Ava. They're the evil ones, and I'm going to make them pay." Turning around, I fixed my sharp, menacing gaze on Georgina. "What right did you have to cut Ava's skirt and strip off her leggings? "This is abuse and a crime!" Georgina smoothed her hair and shot me a look of disdain. "I was correcting her bad behavior. School rules forbid inappropriate clothing, and since she wouldn't listen, I helped her trim it. "As for the leggings, they were so tight, so what if they hurt her? I was just doing her a favor.

Everyone gasped as His face go red with anger. "The fuck" He instantly pulled away from me and stood up. "Lowell, didn't you train your bastard slave to behave?" He fired at Lowell. Lowell reluctantly apologize to him. "Fucking behave daciana or you going to get in real serious trouble later..." Maybe I wanted that trouble more than this, is it dying? Then bring it on. I'm just not going to allow these people have way with me. The same guy tried again but I spat on him as dug my fingers into his arms. That does it. The guy slapped me so hard that I fell on the floor in a loud thud.

I was just used to getting spanked, and yelping to it was instinctive. “Pah!" “Aah, Two…aah, three..aah, four…" The spanking started slowly, nothing harsh or painful. He would spank me, then gently rub my butt cheeks. But gradually, it became stingy. When I counted to ten, the pacing changed instantly. It became faster and harsher. I was yelping and couldn't keep up with the count anymore.

Thalia kicked and screamed throughout the ride, but Carter didn't let go of her every time she tried to scamper off his lap, he would knot her hair in his hand and hold her head up until her arched back started to hurt, he would stare down at her until she backed down under his dominance and continue with his spanking. With every act of defiance, his spanking would get harsher than before. Finally, Thalia gave up when her eyes started to sting and all she could feel was the streaked pain on her butt, when she stopped Carter paused as well “ do you want to start counting as a good girl now?”

The little is allowed to tag along with the dominant classes whenever needed. The final part of the contract was the discipline part, it stated that misbehaving, defying orders, back-talking, and not obeying daddy would result in discipline. The discipline would vary depending on the crime, it could be a simple time out, earlier bedtime, privileges taken away, grounding, writing lines, mouth getting washed, and finally a spanking to the bum with the hand, nothing else would be used or implied to the bum. "Okay," I say finishing reading everything, it's not the worse out there.

The first thing Adrian woke up to in the morning is his son shouting, “No! No!” He knew what his son was refusing without getting out of bed. Diaper. Aaron hates it with passion. “Come here, baby. You should wear it,” Adrian heard his mom pleading her grandson to wear a diaper. “NO! Gran,” he was louder than Adrian heard from his room. “What is your problem?” He questioned his son as he laid down on the couch in the living room.

He spanked me twice in a row, fast and hard. "Yes!" "You know how much of a little tease you have been, right? Calling me daddy, knowing well enough how much that shit turns me on. Touching yourself and kissing me out of the blues. You just want to be slutted out! And don't fucking lie to me, you want to be fucked. You are not here, naked and moaning because you just want me to prove that you are not insensitive! You are here because you want daddy to fuck you, is that right?" With every word he was saying, he was spanking me harder and faster and I was on the edge already. I was going to cum so hard from being spanked.