Spanked And Diapered Stories Novels & Stories

Trembling, I lie down across his lap, my ass curving into the air. In a sudden, breathtaking motion, my panties are pulled down to my knees. Slap! Slap! He spanks one round cheek, then the other. Over and over. Faster and faster. Not hard, but enough to sting. "This is what Daddy does when you've been a bad girl," he says, in that low, menacing voice. More spanks. As I wriggle, he drops a firm arm across my waist to keep me in place. "This is what you need. Have you ever gotten the discipline you deserve, Kori?"

“Come on, Daddy. You don’t wanna spank Elle. Elle is cute.” “She is. She’s also trouble. Come.” He crooked his finger at her. When she got to him, he stripped off her shorts and panties, then tipped her over his lap. “Now, do you know why you’re being spanked?” “Because Daddy enjoys spanking my butt?” she asked. “No. Well, yes. But Daddy is doing this because you were naughty and disobeyed me.” Slap! Slap! Slap! “You could have hurt yourself.” Smack! Smack! Smack!

"Well then why don't you lie over my lap and lift up your skirt." I rolled over his knees and looked over at the guys as I pulled the skirt up over my firm round ass. "OK, I am going to spank you now, but I need your help. Daddy sometimes has trouble remembering how many times he has paddled you, so I want you to count out each one up to five." "Yes, daddy." He raised up his right hand and swung it down over my exposed flesh. I yelped "One." Again he swung down, this time on my left cheek. "Two."

I asked, still struggling to understand the dynamics. Deirk laughed. "Essentially. I know it's messed up and might be uncomfortable for you, but I promise, I'm not into that part. I just don't want you naked on the floor every night, freezing." "So, will you punish me for random stuff like that? Like, spanking me? Am I supposed to act like a child in front of others?" I asked, trying to understand my role in this world. Deirk nodded. "Essentially." "Well, I'm not the biggest fan of being spanked, so I don't know how that's going to work for you," I said, my size advantage over him hinting at a potential problem.

“Ow! Fuck!” “Take it like a good boy.” Whap! Whap! He spanked again, reddening both cheeks, the heat spreading as tears welled up. I yelped with each hit, but my dick twitched harder. He kept fingering me through it, then added a third finger, twisting deep. “You’re tight… gonna wreck you.” More spanks—whap-whap-whap—my ass on fire, tears spilling freely now. Finally, he lined up his cock, head pressing my rim. Slammed in one thrust—balls deep. “Ahhh—Daddy, it’s too big!” I cried out, real sobs shaking me, pain mixing with fullness.

, Sir." I heard him moving behind me, then felt his hands securing my ankles to the bench legs. Then my wrists, stretched out in front of me. I was immobilized, ass in the air, utterly helpless. "Perfect," he murmured, his hand smoothing over my ass cheeks. "Tell me, princess, have you ever been spanked?" "No, Sir." "Then we'll start with my hand. Count them." The first smack landed on my right cheek—sharp, stinging, making me gasp. "One, Sir!" He spanked me methodically, alternating cheeks, building heat with each strike. By ten, I was squirming. By fifteen, I was whimpering. By twenty, I was sobbing—but not from pain. From something else. Something that felt like release. "Color?" he deman

“Dripping for Daddy before I’ve even touched you properly. Such a naughty little girl.” He brought his hand down hard — a sharp, stinging spank that made her gasp. “Count them, baby. And tell Daddy why you’re being punished.” Smack. “One… Because I didn’t answer your calls, Daddy.” Smack. Smack. “Two… Three… Because I wore this dress without panties to tease you.” He spanked her thoroughly, each firm slap turning her soft skin a bright, glowing red. Mary was moaning by the tenth spank, pushing her ass back for more even as tears pricked her eyes. The pain blended perfectly with the aching need between her legs.

My words cut off in a sharp gasp as his large hand came down hard on my ass, spanking me through my skirt. "Count them," he growled. Smack! "One!" I cried out, my body jolting forward. Smack! Smack! "Two… three!" The sting burned deliciously, making my pussy throb. He yanked my skirt up over my hips, exposing my lacy pink panties. "Look at this wet spot already. You’re soaked just from a few spanks, you filthy little student." His palm cracked against my bare ass cheek, harder this time. I moaned loudly, gripping the edge of the desk. "Four! Oh god…"

Mother hissed as Grandfather spanked me again. I squealed around Daddy's cock. I suckled hard on him, my ass burning. I had no idea that being spanked would feel so— CRACK! —incredible. CRACK! Despite the pain, it felt so naughty having Grandfather discipline me. CRACK! The heat melted straight to my cunt, making me itch for cock again. CRACK! I squealed around Daddy's dirty dick. I had to polish his pole. I suckled on him with all my might, doing just that. My cheeks hollowed with the force of my passion. My tongue flicked around him, polishing his pole.

My skirt flipped up, exposing my bare, dripping pussy and ass. "Oh fuck," he growled, his hand coming down hard on my ass with a loud smack. "No panties? You're such a dirty little slut walking around my house like this." The sting made me moan loud. "Yes! Spank me, Daddy. I've been so bad, teasing you." He spanked me again and again, harder each time. My ass burned red and hot. "This tight young pussy is mine now. Your stepdad is going to teach you proper lessons in pleasure and discipline."