Diaper Punishment Stories Novelas e Histórias

Avoid coach. My black yoga pants were normally comfortable, but as I pulled them over my thighs, it felt as though I were sliding into an orange jumpsuit. Okay, so maybe Chloe was right about me being dramatic. I had told her how my dad was, but she had no clue just how grueling his punishments could be. Normally they weren't too bad, it wasn't child abuse or anything. He would have me run drills like I was on his football team, or just make me run period until I couldn't feel my legs, and then I would be free.

"I'm Dad and Mom's child. How could I be a jinx? "Dad's business must have been poor today. He came home and yelled at me, saying I wasn't allowed to eat. He wanted to starve me for a few days to see if it would improve his business. "I got full marks on my exam today. I was so happy that I showed the paper to Mom, but when she saw me smiling, she slapped me right away. I will never smile again. I'm sorry. "Siena didn't do well on her exam. She said I broke her pen, but I only touched it. I didn't mean to. She locked me out and made me stand outside. I'm sorry. I won't do it again."

He would lean forward with tears in his eyes from how hard he laughed. Carissa couldn't understand what was so amusing. Those incidents had all ended with her being punished: scolded by Everett, grounded, forced to balance a heavy jar on her head, smacked on the palms, or made to kneel on nails. In one particularly harrowing instance, she was forced to squat in a horse stance for two hours while a candle burned beneath her. It was a common occurrence for her pants to catch fire during those punishments. She thought those humiliating stories would bore the king, given that he disliked unruly behavior. After all, when Connor had acted out in his youth, Salvador had been furious.

I laughed. "Yes I have never seen daddy mad but that day I thought his going to punish him for the rest of his life." "But Perseus got away from any punishment because dad couldn't spank him after he purposely peed his pant," Penelope continues. That was what Perseus did every time dad want to spank him he would pretend to get scared he wet his pants mom always told dad that Perseus was only doing that not to get hiding but dad would always stand up for his son.

All the adults lied and said I was a problem child and making up lies for attention. I was beaten with an extension cord and told never to talk about it again. However, two years later the four of them were arreested for gang raping the next door neighbor's daughter and then killing her. They had placed her body in the dumpster behind the local neighborhood shopping center hoping it would not be discovered. However, hidden cameras in that area led to their fast capture as well as DNA results. They are now serving life in prison.

I dug a shallow hole, pooped in it, covered it up, wiped with a leaf, and called Zion over to dig up the “ube.” Mama whipped me after that—Zion cried nonstop after grabbing the “special” ube. I was probably the only person laughing while getting spanked. Zion was right in front of me, and I couldn’t stop laughing at his horrified face. So yeah, I got whipped even more. Zion still hasn’t forgotten. He gets mad whenever I look at him and laugh for no reason—he knows exactly what I’m thinking. See? We’re eating, but I’m telling you poop stories. Sorry about that. Hehe.

" I remembered how Maddison had damaged my clothes with scissors when we were kids. She would throw waste on my bed just to hear me scream in fear. She'd laugh too. Naturally, I had my revenge. I had grabbed the same waste and chased her down to shove it into her mouth. She had run down the stairs just to escape. For my efforts, my father and stepmom had punished me severely. I had been enraged, so I also cut their clothes into pieces with scissors when they weren't home. That had been my life for years. I didn't have a good time living with them, but I could say the same for them, too. I lost only because it was one against many.

Royalty nearly puked from the stench. He cursed, taking off the diapers. He covered his nose, and Zaiee frowned. His poop wasn't smelling. He kicked his legs in protest till Daddy began bathing him. Zaiee wasn't a fan of water. Immediately the hot water touched his skin, he bellowed. Crying and kicking his legs unhappily. Unfortunately, Zaiee's poop diapers laid close to his feet. Immediately he kicked, the diapers went flying to Royalty's face. It stuck and filled his face with poop.

“Save me, Dad! I wanted The Powerpuff Girls’ stationery, but Mom wouldn’t let me, and she even hit me. It hurts so bad.” Eric lifted her sleeves and spotted a few bruises on her body. I was shocked. I was about to ask what had happened when Eric angrily put Cecelia down and slapped me. “Aren’t you her mother?! How could you beat her up?!” I tried my best to explain myself. “She’s lying. I didn’t hurt her.”

But my knees buckled beneath me, and I dropped into the chair opposite him instead. He took a slow sip of his coffee before finally speaking again. “You push. I punish. That’s how this works, bambina. Actions. Consequences. Learn it, and you’ll stop crying.” I glared at him, clutching the edge of my chair so hard my knuckles whitened. “You humiliated me in front of those people last night. Then you put me on the front page of the newspaper. And now—you think you can just… " "Spank your ass and fuck you with my mouth without giving you an orgasm?" He completed, his lips twitching.