Novel & Cerita Diaper Spanking Stories

“Ow! Fuck!” “Take it like a good boy.” Whap! Whap! He spanked again, reddening both cheeks, the heat spreading as tears welled up. I yelped with each hit, but my dick twitched harder. He kept fingering me through it, then added a third finger, twisting deep. “You’re tight… gonna wreck you.” More spanks—whap-whap-whap—my ass on fire, tears spilling freely now. Finally, he lined up his cock, head pressing my rim. Slammed in one thrust—balls deep. “Ahhh—Daddy, it’s too big!” I cried out, real sobs shaking me, pain mixing with fullness.

My mother, Sophie Nash, was also my homeroom teacher, and she loved nothing more than using me to assert her authority. She was convinced that the worse off I was, the more afraid my classmates would be, and the higher her authority would be. Once, when I passed an eraser to a classmate during class, she slapped me so hard across the face in front of the whole class that my face swelled up. Another time, after I secretly ate a crumb of a classmate’s snack during recess, my mom dragged me up to the front of the classroom and pricked my lip with a needle until blood gushed out. Later, when a classmate was caught by the vice principal for having a romantic relationship while underaged, my m

" Do you want to sit on my lap?" " Yeah, but not in front of everyone." His brother chuckled and kissed his forehead I guess he got a spanking ohh so embarrassing! Don't ask me how I know their conversation, I'm good at lip-reading So they really use spanking as a way to discipline " Did Dad give you a spanking before?" I asked Marco and Malik in a low tone Grandpa heard me and laughed, " Your father was a softy." " Our father is the greatest father ever." Malik and Marco said at the same time with the same frustration

He started to slap my bum again, I screamed right away, my bum was still sore, even after the lotion aftercare, he didn't smack me much, I only received five in total, but they were enough for me to cry. "I don't want to do this Calesti, I don't enjoy spanking you why are you acting out?" he asks me, but I don't believe him, he had me sitting up in his lap, the last place I want to be in. "You like hitting me, and it hurt," I accuse him with more tears going down my face. "I don't, and I've only spanked you," he says. "Nu, you hit me on the bum," I say, I know that's what spanking is, but I don't like it.

SCOTT I was surprised when Dad put Mom over his lap and began spanking her. Not that she didn't deserve it. She'd cum without permission if she was serving as a slave. Then he started talking to her during the spanking and I realized she was no longer going to be a part time slave. Dad was going to enslave her permanently. Then he said she was going to serve at our poker game and I imagined Mom with Rob or Edward stretching her to capacity as they fucked her cunt and ass as Jerry filled her mouth. Mom orgasmed twice during her spanking and it was not a light one. I was hard as a post.

Except for my first day here I haven't been punished yet, I look up at daddy and gulp he doesn't look like he's going to just put me in timeout. "You only got away your first day but this time you're getting a spanking" daddy say in a stern voice making me bend over his knees. He pulled down the pants I had one, undid my onesie and even slid down the diaper, Blake never spanked me bare, this gonna hurt, I try to tense my bum-bum in fear of the coming pain. Smack. Smack. Smack. By the third slap, I was forced to relax and take the rest of the painful spanking. I got six slaps in total, every one of them hurt, I wasn't going to run from daddy any time soon.

“I failed to call you sir twice after you told me to do it from now on.” Seconds later another smack landed on her ass and then again on her other cheek. Five more landed in various spots in quick succession, causing her to squirm and hop all over his lap as she cried out, begging him to stop, promising him anything he wanted if he would stop spanking her. Her pleas fell on deaf ears as he continued to punish her, and she thought her ass would explode in flames it burned so much from his hand. All he did was tighten his grip around her back, keeping her from sliding off his lap.

I say and try to keep my tears at bay, but I can't. The spanking continued, and I liked it at first, but every time I stopped counting, he had to start all over again, and there was only a little my bum could bear. By the time I was able to count to 15 for each ass cheek without stopping. I had cried a rainfall in his room, and my ass hurt like hell.

I have no idea how long he went before he stopped but he wasn’t done with me. Instead he forced my legs apart and started touching me, whispering about how old does a pup have to be to get a hard on. I squirmed even more, trying to get away. The first time he just said something, the second time he squeezed me, the third time was another spanking."

I brought my hand down on her ass, hard, very hard, and she gasped sharply while struggling harder to break free. “I’m sorry… I’m sorry… I’m sorry…” she let pleading hysterically as I brought my hand down on the exact same spot, alternating between her two ass cheeks, hitting her over and over again, hitting her so hard that even my palms hurt me. Before I was done, she was a crying, quivering mess and she was begging me to stop, promising never to disobey my orders ever again. Her butt was sore, it was red and swollen and she continued sobbing loudly, even when I stopped spanking her.