Diaper Punishment Novels & Stories

Emily was in class, everything was normal until she felt the urge to pee, she didn't want to go, she isn't allowed to use the bathroom anymore, she has to use her diaper or call for her mama. She didn't want to feel little in that particular moment, she decided to hold it in, but holding it in turned out to be really hard, her stomach started to hurt, she ignored the pain, but the pain only got worse.

"If I ask for something... like lobster for dinner and we don't have a lobster in the freezer you can say "No." If I request that you lie down on the floor and let me entrance you and you say "No" you will be punished." "Punished? Like I'm a little girl?" "NO! Like a rebellious slut! I believe that rebellion isn't OK in our relationship and I will do whatever I can devise in order to prevent it. If we discover that we enjoy some types of punishments we will devise ways for you to let me know that you need to be punished."

"What? Marco, you told him that, so why hide our childhood as well?" Sighing I don't respond, our father was heartless, but he loved us. This will hurt. "What do I not know, boys?" He sits forward. "You don't know that she would beat us." Lorenzo spits out. "More likely punishing you, son." Dario rises. "Punishing? Locking us in a cupboard for the weekend with no food is a punishment, yes? Drugging me when I was a baby so I would sleep and not disrupt her beauty sleep is a punishment as well, Dad? How about fucking holding our heads underwater, screaming we were the devil's child, and she wished she had cut us out of her?"

I whimpered, my head rolling back. "That's it," he grunted, his one hand moving from my a*ss to take a hold of my hair. "Be a good girl for me. You’ve been begging for this since the moment I first put that belt on your skin. You want me to ruin you, don't you?" I was delirious, nodding frantically as I arched into the right angle. "Yes... punish me, Daddy... I’m sorry, just don't stop... ah..."

"Daddy, you're outside right?" "Yeah, daddy's not going anywhere." Sean answered from the outside. One minute later. "Daddy, are you still waiting for me?" "Yeah, baby." "Daddy..." "Oh my gosh, what else?" "My stomach is churning, but my poop won't come out! Help me, daddy!" Sean forced his eyes open, then he stood up and went into the bathroom. Her daughter was sitting on the toilet, while her diaper was by the sink. Her daughter's face was sullen as she grimaced in pain.

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.

"I see you aren't wearing any panties for Daddy?" "Does Daddy like that?" I whisper. "Fuck, I love that, baby girl. But, it seems that you need to be punished for that." "W-what? But they're your favorite." "Yes, but you didn't ask me for permission to do so." Oh, shit. "I'm sorry, I—" "Sorry's not going to cut it. You know Daddy." He kisses my neck and rubs my sex organ. I moan. "Hmm, how should Daddy punish his naughty little girl?" He lets go of me and saunters over to sit on the chair. "Come. On Daddy's lap."

"I see you aren't wearing any panties for Daddy?" "Does Daddy like that?" I whisper. "Fuck, I love that, baby girl. But, it seems that you need to be punished for that." "W-what? But they're your favorite." "Yes, but you didn't ask me for permission to do so." Oh, shit. "I'm sorry, I—" "Sorry's not going to cut it. You know Daddy." He kisses my neck and rubs my sex organ. I moan. "Hmm, how should Daddy punish his naughty little girl?" He lets go of me and saunters over to sit on the chair. "Come. On Daddy's lap."

"Blow you noise, baby. Let's get rid of those boogies so you can take some deep breaths." I felt like a baby, unable to help myself. The worst part was I knew this was a fairly light punishment. There were canes, whips, belts, and other toys to punish me with back in Colorado. Noah had me do 10 deep breaths with him while he undressed. Once I had a few sips of water so I could take pain killers, he turned my lamp off and went over to his side of the bed. "Shhh, baby, I'm here." He said as his hands gently touched my face and hair. "It's over. You did such a good job. Daddy is very happy with his little girl. Very proud of how you took your punishment. Such a good girl."

I beg with her, I was punished before with my old cg, but this is the first time mommy would do it. The first slap fell on my covered bum, I screeched in pain, it didn't really hurt but I don't like being punished, no one does. Mommy kept smacking my poor bum for few minutes before she moved to Ella, she didn't have the same treatment as me, Ella's clothes were pulled down, well she does have a diaper on, I'd say that's big protection.