Spanked And Diapered Novels & Stories

I moan and squirm as he handles me. “Do you want to fuck me?” I ask. He opens his eyes and swats my bare bottom. “I told you how I feel about that language,” he says. “Do you want to fuck me?” I ask again. He turns me around. He pushes me against the wall of the shower. “You need discipline,” he says. His hard cock is pressing against me. He begins spanking my bottom hard. It feels so good. I am going to be a brat from now on. I cannot help but moan as he swats my ass over and over.

he said, and followed up with a two weak spank on each cheek. “Yes, you saw your step daddy jerking and stroking himself while mentioning your name, but how dare you look into his eyes and told him to fuck you!" He gave her another spank. It was hurting Sandra a bit, but she liked it. She loved how her step daddy's hand was spanking her ass. “how can you tell your step daddy to divorce his lovely wife!” he said and tugged his finger on her pantie, then pulled her pantie down to the middle of her thigh. At this moment, her whole ass was exposed to him.

Hands slipped lower, massaging her ass cheeks, thumbs dipping between to brush her puckered hole. She moaned into the towel. "Daddy..." He spanked light, sting echoing. "Quiet, or punishment." Sophia watched, thighs squeezing. He moved to her next, same treatment—back rubbed, ass kneaded deep. Fingers teased her slit from behind, wet and ready. "If you tell anyone," he whispered hot in her ear, "Daddy will spank these pretty asses red. Understand?" She nodded frantic, pushing back into his hand. "Yes, Daddy. More, please."

It was quite clear that he was definitely enjoying my ordeal. "How many spanks do you think would suffice for these mistakes?" He asked. "I am not a kid that you will spank," I retaliated. "You are everything that I want you to be," he shot back, his words dripping with possessiveness, "and be glad that I am leaving you just by spanking." What a joke! "I believe five spanks for each mistake should suffice to start," His hand pressed against my buttock, a chilling sensation that sent shivers down my spine. "Now, count for me."

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.

I cried out at the sting of the spank, the pain blooming into even more pleasure as he rubbed the spot soothingly before spanking me again. “Please—Daddy, I’m so close,” I begged, my voice hoarse and desperate. “I need to come… please let me come…” Victor spanked me harder, the loud crack echoing through the bedroom as he and Dante started fucking me faster, their thrusts becoming more urgent, more punishing. “Not yet,” he growled, spanking me again. “Hold it. You’re going to come when both your Daddies fill you up at the same time. Understand?”

Aarhan commanded her and she nodded her head but got a hard spank on her butt "always reply verbally Sub! Always say yes master, Nodding is not allowed whenever you forget to obey you will get spanked for 6 times each on your butt cheeks means total 12 as I have only given you the rule I will only spank you 6 times 3 spanks on each butt. And you will count every time I spank you, am I clear? "Aarhan asked and Shayari nodded but then added " Yes Master, " " Good Sub, now count! "Aarhan said and started spanking her

Things that seemed way more sexual than anything before. Like he wanted me to address him as daddy whenever I spoke to him. Or how the outfits he was picking out for me every morning seemed to get more and more skimpy with each passing day. I didn't notice at first, but when the skirt he picked out for me seemed to barely fall below my ass, I rebelled. I yelled at him, cursing him out and telling him he's not the boss of me. The punishment he dealt me was swift. He pulled me by the arm over his lap and, for the first time in my life, he spanked me. I mean openpalmed, red-assed swats that met more flesh than cotton over the scanties I sleep in. It stung and he was fierce, beating my butt unti

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 ordered, spanking her cheeks hard—left, right, alternating until they glowed crimson, the handprints blooming like brands. She complied with a whimper, pushing her ass higher, her face buried in the couch cushions. "Spank me more, Alexander—punish me for being late today, for making you wait!" she pleaded, her voice muffled but desperate. I smirked, the memory of her tardiness fueling my strikes. Each slap echoed like a gunshot, her skin jiggling, her cries growing louder. "Yes! Harder—make it sting! I'm sorry, sir—I'll never be late again!"