Diaper Punishment Spanking Novels & Stories

My father hit me with a paddle on my bare ass and I could barely sit for days. Every time they suspect it or I slipped up, the same thing would happen. They took me home, pulled my pants down, and spanked me as hard as they could with that paddle until I couldn't sit. Then I was forced to kneel in front of their stupid shrine and repent my sins.

Reed finishes. “Yes, Sirs, I understand.” “Good, Oh and Baby girl, Do. Not. Cum.” They whisper in my ears in unison. The first thought I had was, how could someone cum by getting spanked? I remember my father spanking me once when I was four. Dawn and I had run off into the woods and wouldn’t answer our parents when they tried to link us and tell us to come home. Both my Dad and Alpha Sean had been so mad that when they found us both Dawn and I got three swats on the butt. I was so mad at my Dad, he had never spanked me before, and I could understand why they were so mad at us. I found out later that there had been rouges spotted on one of the borders and when we didn’t answer them they had

He then said, "You've been a naughty boy tonight and you know what naughty boys get, don't you?" With that, he gave me a quick slap on the ass with his large hand as the other pressed on my lower back holding me in place. I cried out, mostly in shock as I clenched my ass cheeks together. When I relaxed, he struck me again and again on my bare ass. Here I was, a middle-aged man, bent over another man's knees; my ass getting spanked but it felt wonderful being dominated by this big man. Paul held me across his lap while he spanked me 25-30 times. My ass must have been red from being disciplined before he finally let me up. I rubbed my ass trying to get rid of the pain from the spanking I just

he groaned as he pounded into me. He let go of my wrists, but before I could move, he reached forward and grabbed a handful of my hair, yanking my head back like a leash. My back arched painfully, my chest thrusting forward as he drove into me even harder. "I wanna fuck you for the rest of my life," he hissed, his other hand spanking my ass so hard my vision blurred. "You think that boy could ever fuck you like this?" "No," I sobbed, my fingers clawing at sheets. "Only you... please, Daddy... don't stop!"

“You may get angry cupcake but I’m doing this for your good. I’d spank you ten times.” His fingers moved on my skin, sending chills up my back. I felt something twitch underneath my tummy between Daddy's legs. “Daddy, why is there something hard under you?” He didn’t answer, only a deep groan. Then the first swat fell. I gritted my teeth and said, “One, Daddy.” He rubbed lightly again for a moment until my muscles relaxed once more then “Two, three, four and five, Daddy!” They were quick and harsh. I tried not to whimper.

"Abi, you mean more to me than anything. I won't let anyone do anything to you you don't ask for." Abi climbed on the bench and Cherry showed them both how it was, a kneeling bench instead of a standing bench. It had adjustable pads for forearms and lower legs to rest on and be restrained by Velcro, while the leather buckles restrained the upper arms and legs. She showed them how it put the person on it at the right height for both paddle spanking, belt or crop, and a flogger. But how it also left the pussy and ass uncovered so that the person being spanked or whipped could also be taken and fucked in all three holes by the Dom.

Chapter 57: Was I Hard On Him? Baron Now that Jasper is doing his homework in the guestroom, I can go and get the playroom ready for a short scene. Disciplining him can be so difficult sometimes, he has gotten to like some of the punishments, especially the spanking and this is a problem because a sanction is not supposed to be pleasure-able, otherwise there is no point to the entire discipline concepts. A sub must feel uncomfortable to a certain extent while he is being punished without going beyond his limits and it looks like the slight humiliation of being sprawled over my lap, ass naked and spanked arouses him a little too much if these erections are any indication. He also seems to hav

She froze for a beat, then pointed at me and shrieked, "How dare you insult my precious son! "Look at you dressed up all indecently. You must work at some shady club! Besides, your daughter's barely five and wearing skirts at her age. What's that for if not to lure boys?" I couldn't believe this. My office attire was modest and conservative, so how was it indecent to her? To make matters worse, a few nearby parents sided with her. "To be fair, Mrs. Pennington, her skirt is indeed a little short…" "True. Boys mature early these days, so that isn't a great influence."

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.

I can feel him massage my cheeks, readying them for his punishment. "Spread your legs, sweetness. I want to see how fast you get aroused." Jory orders, so I open my legs for all to see. "You will receive twenty spankings, Baby Doll. Are you ready?" Merrick asks as he reaches between my legs briefly. "Yes, Sir. I'm ready for my punishment." "Can you tell me why you are receiving these spankings, Baby Doll?" "Because I was disrespectful, Sir." "Yes, but I also think you need this. You are too on edge, and this will help calm you. It will give you a better mind frame for what we must do."