Punished In Diapers Novels & Stories

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.”

“Unzip it, close your eyes, and stick your hand inside. Each implement is wrapped in a thick bubble wrap and labeled. There is a whip, a belt, and a paddle. If you happen to pick the one with the paddle label, you will not be spanked. That means you’re not going to be punished for coming home late. You’ll only have to face the second punishment I’ve decided to give you for getting drunk. But if you pick either the belt or whip, you will be spanked with the labeled implement. And you will also face the second punishment. So there, it’s time to test your luck. Go on.” Zee drew closer to the bed, praying silently that she would pick the paddle. Her heart was in pain and fear. She was already cr

My smile growing as his eyes delve into mine. "Did you enjoy that baby girl?" His words are growled, and I laugh while nodding. "How could I not daddy, you took the orders perfectly, like a good little..." His hand covers my mouth. "I think you get your first real punishment, baby girl, strip." He steps back, and I do, excited for what is to come. "So, daddy, my punishment, what is it?" I smile at him. "The penny hold, baby girl and six whips."

Natural pregnancy would be almost impossible. Strangely, my first response was not grief. It was relief. At least there would not be a child anymore. At least he would not have to suffer with me. Late that night, I checked the pulse of public opinion again. The wind had completely shifted. The armory explosion was now being framed as a self-directed farce, staged to "attract the Don's attention." Enzo: [My wife, Sophia, acted irrationally due to emotional instability during pregnancy. I sincerely apologize for the trouble caused. I will discipline her more strictly to ensure this never happens again.]

She pulled me into her arms kissing my nose and cheeks while I sniffled, she took me back to my bedroom and got some cooling jell from the bathroom, she rubbed my sore bum with the jell before adding a new clean diaper on along with another onesie. "I'm sorry mama had to punish you baby Bri, but you can't go around yelling bad words," Hilda says, I was speechless, I knew what happened, my programs, they are now on age regression, I never tried that future, I didn't think I'll enjoy it, and I'm right. "I want my phone, please mommy," I say playing along with their new nicknames. "No phones, you haven't been behaving, that red bum agrees with me" Hilda was fast to break my only hope of getting

“Don, just days ago, she sold the wedding ring to raise money for your medicine. “A year ago, she sold the necklace that was your token of love… “Now that she’s sold the ring too, she’s truly at the end of her road… “Isn’t this punishment too harsh?” Zann’s face hardened instantly. “She’s my wife. I know what I’m doing! This punishment is about to end. “Wandi is highly sensitive. Even a day less of punishment could trigger her condition!” I staggered backward as my tears finally broke free. Everything I had done, in his eyes, was to avenge Wanda. And I was nothing more than a fool he could trample on.

In the past, every time she smiled like that, I would be punished. If it was mild, she made me drink chili water or go without food. If it was serious, she would force me to swallow ornamental fish. Because of this, whenever I heard that kind of laugh, my whole body started to tremble. Her voice grew low. “People who do something wrong should be punished, shouldn’t they?” She suddenly lifted a bottle. There was an unknown liquid inside. “Jane, you felt proud after you drove me out of the Jefferson family, didn’t you?

Was this just another trick, by telling me I was not going to get punished and then He was going to slap me with His claws out? "Baby girl, calm down," He said as reached up and grabbed both of the wrists I had tucked in my chest. "You are not going to get punished. I know that has happened to you many times before. I want you to know I am not going to punish you. You have done nothing wrong. I know you have probably been lied to before, but I assure you. I will never lie to you. I know that is hard to understand, considering what you have been through already, but I want you to know that you are not in any trouble. In fact, the ones who did what they did to you, should be punished for doing

I clasped a collar round her with a leash. "You have really been very naughty and I am pissed", I said. I was not seeing her but Diana and it was Diana I was punishing, not her. I took a paddle and smacked her butt. She whimpered. I felt that it was not hard enough and I smacked her again with the paddle, I wanting the pain to be more stinging than normal.