Punished In Diapers Novels & Stories

he apologized lowly. “No apology needed. It happens. But I will say that you need to stop fighting me and your father about wearing the nighttime pull-ups.” “Pull-ups are for babies like Daisy and Nori!” “Pull-ups are for anyone who needs them. You know there are adult diapers, too, right?” “I’m not a baby. I’m not wearing it.” I rolled my eyes and poured some bubbles into the bathtub along with some toys. “I need you to stop taking them off in the middle of the night.”

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?"

— Autumn I hear footsteps slap against the wet tile and I brace myself, knowing the rest of my punishment is coming. “Are you going to take the rest of your punishment like a good girl?” Stevens' deep, gruff voice booms. “Yes,” I whisper. He lands a quick swat with his hand to my upper thighs. I yelp. “Yes, Sir,” he corrects me. “Yes, sir,” I repeat. “Good girl.”

He even strangled himself. The youths who had brought him here looked overwhelmed. Over and over again they tried to help Mitchel to his feet. But what he got instead was ridicule, "Bastard! Get off me. Give me back the diaper earlier, if I can't eat it then I'd rather die in front of you all!" Mitchell threatens. Mitchel's energy was stronger than he was, until the jerk managed to escape and open a trash can. It happens that a woman just threw adult diapers in there.

"And I love you, Heather. More than almost anything in the world." "Please punish me Daddy. Punish me and put this behind us." Harold nodded to his daughter, who quickly stood up and removed the dress she'd worn for the evening, and dropped her panties as well. Janice beckoned Harold to her side, and when Heather climbed in their laps for her well deserved punishment, her chest and shoulders were in her mother's lap, while her poor butt, still sore from the earlier treatment, was lying across her father's knee. Janice looked down at her daughter's bottom, and reached out and stroked her. "Poor baby looks like she's already been punished recently."

We were asked. Normal kids might get grounded, lose allowance, got to bed without supper. There was no chance of any of that. We were getting punished the only way our parent's thought appropriate. It was then I realized we would be punished together. The room was set up, Dad had his paddle, and Linda's dad had that awful strap.

It always came right before punishments that left me shaking. They'd lash me with a whip coated in pepper spray or shock me with the taser until my body spasmed uncontrollably. The whole time, they'd howl with laughter, mocking me, a privileged family's son, for having less pride than their pet dogs. "Mrs. Seymour, Zach's behavior is beyond disappointing. The fact that he's gone this far just to avoid punishment is despicable! I suggest we extend his 'study' period until he learns some obedience and manners."

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.

"Don't kill him." He was doing it for Diana. Julian's eyes were bloodshot. Just before he made the turn at the end of the hallway, he uttered a single word. "Okay." However, Luke still needed to be punished. Outside the factory unit, in the final moments before the sun went down, Julian repeatedly dunked Luke in a smelly ditch so that the latter would have a taste of suffocation. Meanwhile, Luke peed in his pants again and again.

Principal Black — my stepdad — was already waiting, standing behind his desk with a dark, hungry look in his eyes. “Mr. Reynolds caught you disrespecting him again,” Stepdad said calmly. “No panties. Spreading your legs like a whore in his classroom. You really are asking for punishment today.” Mr. Reynolds locked the door. “I think she needs a very thorough lesson, Principal.” They didn’t waste any time. Stepdad bent me over his desk first and spanked my bare ass hard while Mr. Reynolds watched. Then they carried me to the soft rug in the middle of the office and stripped me completely naked.