Messy Diaper Punishment Novels & Stories

I ended up giving in and peeing, she went to wipe me clean but I fought her hands away, which only earned me a slap on the bum. "Behave or it's a diaper for you" she warns me, this was enough warning for me, I let her wipe me clean before taking me out of the bathroom. I tried to run away from her, no I don't want to cuddle, no I don't want their attention, I'm good on my own.

"Listen, you need to save that for your Mom and uncles okay." I start changing him a few minutes later and I swear this child tried to kill me! Am I the only one who thinks a baby's shit scent is damn lethal? Added to that, he wouldn't stop moving and crying eveytime the wipes touches his ass. "Come on man, don't draw your Mom's attention!" I whisper under my breath as I try to quickly finish up. I slowly repeat the steps in my head based on what Yana taught me to do. Moments later, I snap his pampers closed and do a happy dance.

"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.

"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."

"What is it? Hungry? Wet? Existential dread?" I checked the diaper. Blue line. Wet. "Diaper it is." I carried her to the changing table. I laid her down. I unbuttoned the Daddy's Girl onesie. "Sorry about the draft," I apologized as I removed the diaper. She kicked. She screamed. She flailed her limbs like a tiny, angry starfish. "Hold still," I pleaded, trying to wipe her while holding her ankles with one hand. It was like wrestling an octopus. "How are you this strong? You eat milk."

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..."

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.

She pushed me and said angrily," You were playing on me? Why? I was about to wet myself!!" I laughed harder almost on the ground " That's why kids get diapered." And I fell on the ground She took her bottle of water, opened it and poured water on my pants " Ohh they forgot to diaper you." " What the fuck?!" I took mine and poured the water on her face " Thanks for the wash up, baby Pete... Sissy needed one." She used that annoying tone again on me. I got up and glared at her. " Change and come back here. All have left, we should head home too."

I softly called to her. She was full of cuteness as she lay there looking up at me, cooing and kicking her little feet. “How’s mama’s girl?” Oh, wow girl you stink! Babies are cute, but man can they be disgusting. One diaper change was enough to make me question if I was up for this challenge. I have fought and won against one of the most powerful witches of all time, trained and fought against grown men ten times my size and now here I am getting my ass kicked by one shitty diaper.

“I told you not to come. Look at this mess — you squirted all over your boyfriend’s dad like a filthy little whore who can’t control herself.” I sobbed with overstimulation and shame, my body still twitching. “I’m sorry—Jeremy, I’m so sorry—I couldn’t hold it—” He pulled his fingers out with a wet sound and brought his soaked hand up to my face, smearing my own juices across my lips and cheeks. “You’re going to be very sorry, princess,” he promised, voice low and dark with wicked intent. “I was going to fuck you nice and slow over that counter. But bad girls who disobey and squirt without permission get punished first.”