Spank Diaper Novels & Stories

“When I am spanking you, you are not allowed to move or to make a noise. If you do, I start over.” I started to tremble. How many spanks was I going to get and would I be able to endure it? He went back to rubbing my bottom where he just spanked, and the sting was replaced with a deep heat. I realized I was even more wet than I was a moment before, and I wanted him to spank me again.

I didn’t get to respond to him but rather screamed because Tyler decided at that moment to spank me on my left lap repeatedly. SMACK!!! “Arghhhh, I.... I ... have spread them!” I snapped. SMACK!!! SMACK!!! “Arghhhhh, daddy..... I have spread them.” I muttered in a quiet tone. I knew I had fucked up. the moment I snapped at him after he spanked me the first time and I heard the following swat of his palms on my laps were to correct my attitude. “Oh, I thought you didn’t have respect again, baby girl”, Tyler tutted while he moved his pinky.

Oh no, he didn't notice the direction when he tore it off. "Anne, how about you keep your butt bare and wait for your mommy to come out?" On the bed, Anne glanced at Callan with a disdainful look. Callan was embarrassed. Well, Anne did not like her butt to be naked. "Then I'll change the diaper for you!" Savannah approached step by step, her footsteps light. Callan held the diaper in his hand and made a gesture. As expected, he reversed the direction. She didn't say anything but continued to stare at him and Anne.

“Do you think I am joking with you? Now strip and bend over my lap.” His voice was commanding and she loved it. She like how he was taking control of everything. She slowly pulled down her tennis skirt with a coyly grin without wasting any time. She knew he wasn't doing this to harm her. He was sure that he was going to spank her with emotion. She began to soak her pantie more just by thinking about it. And this moment Sandra was standing in front of her stepdaddy with just her top and soaked oozing pantie.

He sat down and pulled me over his lap, yanking my nightdress up to expose my bare ass and dripping pussy completely. "Such a wet, messy cunt," he growled, running his palm over my ass cheeks. "You’re already dripping all over my thigh like a bitch in heat." SMACK! His large hand came down hard on my right ass cheek. I cried out, the sharp sting mixing with filthy pleasure. SMACK! SMACK! Two more hard spanks landed in quick succession. My ass jiggled with each impact, turning bright red. "You teased me in class with that vibrator buried in your pussy," he snarled, spanking me harder. "Then you sat at my family dinner with no panties, leaking like a whore."

I yelped up in pain as the sting of his palm connected through the leather of the skirt I had on. He held me there over his knee. The spanks kept coming. They were a mix of pain with a thrill that when he got to twenty, I'm sure my ass was red and sore. After the twenty count, he alternated between rubbing it gently and spanking it again. The material of the skirt, just made the entire thing, much more consuming. But he didn't stop, he kept going till Fifty and when he was done, he raised me up and it stung. What I feel is a mixture of pain and pleasure, but the spanks had clearly not let out all his anger because he was still mad, mad.

Emily did her homework with the help of Callina, she was mad at Matheo for giving her some smacks on her bum, she can't believe he gave her a quick spanking, she's too old for one, or maybe too young, whichever he takes, she can't get spanked. When Matheo tried to kiss her goodnight or offered to feed her, her night bottle she refused to go anywhere near him, she got a weird relationship with bottles and diapers. They are meant for smaller littles, but she's sure she's not that little, but she enjoys them before bed, she likes the fact that she doesn't have to worry about running to the bathroom at night.

CHAPTER 2 He spanked her again with the same venom with which he had given the first two spanks. “Yes, daddy” she whimpered and sobbed tearfully as he spanked her the fourth and fifth time. “Be obedient and I will make you a happy little girl” he assured and wondered if he had not spoken too soon. She was dripping on her panties. Her pant absorbed the wetness and it stained the surface into a transparency. He put his fingers on it to confirm, pushing her pants aside and rubbing the slit. He pulled his fingers away and the slime of her cooch followed.

he pulled me to my feet pushing me against the bed slightly. My humiliation couldn't be measured as I bent over the bed, my ass and dripping cunt all available to their hungry eyes to feast on. A hand caressed my ass and I sighed before screaming as the hard spank landed on the soft flesh bruising it. "You're going to count fifteen spanks and apologize to us every fucking time." Nadei's voice resonated making me bury my head between my shoulder and neck. Smack. "I'm sorry d-daddy." Smack.

She was also wearing a multi-coloured, high-waist sequin fringe skirt that could barely cover her perky, naked butt. Bending over and spreading her ass cheeks with her hands, she showed them she was wearing a red and black striped g-string. "Like what you see?" she asked, resting her palms on her knees and swaying her rear. "Why not?" Harris said, walking over to her to spank her. "That's for being naughty," "Thank you, Daddy," Aaron came over and spanked her as well, "That's for being a good slut," "Thank you, Master," Wyatt came over, cupped her ass cheeks and kneaded them for a bit before spanking her hard, making her gasp, "That's for having a delicious pussy,"