Diaper Punishment Story Novels & Stories

"Mum, dad, is just going to be me, Frankie and Jenny, no harm done" My mum looks at me "Yes, but you are still in trouble for what happened the other night, you think we'll just let it roll off our back" "Mum, come on its my first sleep over, just let me go, I'll do any other thing as punishment please...." I beg My mum and dad look at each other "okay then, you'll clean Johnny's toilet for a month" my dad smirks and they give each other high five

Maritza sat beside her, leaning back with a pillow under her stomach, hand busy feeding her mouth, eyes glued to the subtitles. Neither one of them panicked. Tantrum level twelve. Audience level zero. “What happened?” My voice slipped into the space between Ash’s screams and the Turkish dialogue. Maritza flicked me a glance. “Welcome home. Your kid just discovered the tragic truth that clothes have to be washed.” Dianna didn’t look over. She took popcorn, popped it in her mouth, chewed, then talked. “He wanted to wear his dino fashion T-shirt three days in a row,” she explained. “I told him that’s illegal. He reported me to the people’s court on this floor.”

The naughty little bunny had been caught peeping at him in the bathroom. There was a deep frown on his face. " How dare you peep at a man taking his bath? Ain't you shameless? " Luckily he had caught her in time, or else who knows what else this naughty little brat would have seen. Pompom was punished. Her legs ached from a water weight punishment, but she didn't even look remorseful. She grinned. Finally she had seen this handsome uncle broad chest. She was finally his wife physically. Royalty saw the grin, and got a headache.

oh! Susan cried out as her father dealt her tender backside several slaps in quick succession. She was lying across his lap and kicking her feet wildly as he continued to discipline her. Her skirt was over her hips and her panties were around her ankles, leaving her entire ass exposed to him and he was doing his best to turn every inch of it red. "Good girl?" he laughed, "You don't want to be a good girl, you love being a dirty little pig don't you?"

She'd snapped, "It seems you need a beating daily to remind you not to step out of line. "Go to your room. You'll be writing lines, and I want three full pages of the line 'I will not act on my mischievous impulses anymore'. You're not allowed to leave your room until you're done!" Bailey had only been five years old at the time. Each page had about 30 rows, so she'd had to write a whopping 90 repetitions of that sentence. Given her young age, the punishment had been enough to traumatize her for life. A sigh left Bailey's lips as she thought about tonight's blind date. She raised her phone and ranted about it to the group chat, which included her, Lucille, and Eunice.

she replies with a big pout, great my one year old just learned how to talk back to me. "It's not an option, only me and your daddy can take it off. Next time I'll tell papa Madlyn, you know he'll make that pretty white bum of yours red" I threaten her, I was the most easy going between all three of us, but I wasn't against my baby being punished when needed. I had another diaper on her before I got a chair set against a corner in her room for timeout.

He repeated the same to him as he had to the other boys' parents. "May God help you, and if it's His will, so be it," the man said, refusing to punish his son. Túlio made them all stay there, not allowing the couple to leave, and they had to watch Divino's punishment until the end. The mother of Dida and Marcinho fainted when Divino wet himself. Sopapo, Cannibal, and Marco took their time taking turns with the punishment, and the pastor vomited in the end.

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.

Man hurt them. ‘No. The alpha hurt them.’ I sigh, swallowing hard as I struggle to place the clean diaper on Amber. She whimpers without crying and I’m grateful for Parker’s help as I don’t think I could have gotten her into the coat without hurting her. “Do any of you remember receiving a very painful shot?” I ask the mother and kids. Helen shakes her head but the boys are both nodding. “It hurts to walk.” Waylen breaks down into tears. “It looks like everyone has changed and it sounds like the other mule is back.”

I forgot about that thing. “Speak,” he continued. "My son offended your name and as his father I will punish him." “Is this the same children story about me again? The Devil Man who owned the sweet truck?” “Yes.” “Ask your son where he heard that and file a case against whoever they are.” “Understood.” Then he turned me away. That was close. Silly boy. I almost lost my job because of him. Why were kids so interested to listen to banned stories? @Death Wish