Spanking Diaper Position Novels & Stories

He doesn't spank me. I heard him smirk, and spat on my butt cheeks before rubbing his saliva on it. It made me even drip more. He started spanking my right ass. “Ouch daddy, please faster!” I groaned and he started spanking me harder, making me wet more. I'm sure he's watching me drip again, at some point, he was playing with my ass cheeks which I was enjoying so badly. The position feels filthy and exposed and exactly right. I hear the quiet tear of a foil packet—he must have brought a condom with him.

I begged. Before I could react, he hauled me off the bed, spun me around, and placed me back on the mattress so my ass was now popped in the air. The position had me exposed in all the best ways. And then he spanked my ass hard enough it stung, and my cheeks jiggled. I gasped and looked over my shoulder, feeling how wide my eyes were. “Does my baby girl want me to stop spanking this tight, little ass?” I shook my head. “I want more.”

He seemed to be having a hard time putting it on. He kept cursing each time the diaper goes the wrong way. "You could've just called me" I walked to him and took the diaper from him. He snatched it. " Don't fish for me, teach me how to." "Alright. Give it." I took the diaper. " This is the front." I showed him. " And this is the back." I carried sleeping Leonard and placed him on my lap. "Look at me carefully." I spread the diaper then placed the back under him and folded the front on his groin. Then I clipped it.

He almost barked after nearly a minute of inactivity on my side. I move to his left side and bend over his knees, my semi-hard dick is struck between his thighs and my ass is dangerously propped up, exposing for its first spanking in years. Although my backside is covered by the thin fabric of my briefs, I can't help the deep blush on my face and try to hide it between my arms, breathing in the nice smell of the leather couch. “Put your hands on your sides, and turn your head to the left. I want to see your face while I discipline you, Jasper.” He ordered.

I kind of end up kneeling on the couch and then turning until finally, I lay down as instructed. My first sexual feeling for him happens right then. See, once I’m over his lap, he adjusts me. My ass is centered over his lap but it’s not really in a good position for him to spank me. So, he takes hold of my hips and slides me back a little. He’s wearing jeans so when he does that, my clit ends up rubbing against his jeans. The pleasure that rushes through my body is really astounding, and it’s only because moaning right then will be more humiliating than anything else that I manage to hold back.

I ached for him to touch me there. "So responsive to me." he growled as I moaned under his touch. He used his knee to part my legs wider apart and pushed my upper body down further making my butt arch up even more. I blushed knowing he now had full sight of my most intimate area. In this position I was completely vulnerable to him completely spread for him alone. I had never allowed myself be so exposed but yet I wasn't scared despite the fact this man was spanking me.

He then lifted me up still straddling him and then placed me gently on the bed. I winced in pain as soon as my bottom touched the sheets. It was damn painful. Even though l have been always receiving punishments, being spanked by him hit me hard. "Turn over", He told me . " Stay still ", This time l obediently rolled over onto my stomach filled up with despair , silently crying and tears were streaming down my face on to the bed. I saw a light turn on and l realized that he had gone to the bathroom.

he says. He pulls the covers back. He looks at me up and down. He reaches under my shirt and grabs my bare breast. He pinches my nipple hard. I do not react. He runs his hand down my body and starts removing the disgusting diaper he is forcing me to wear. He grabs me between the legs hard. He places his hand on my hip and rolls me onto my stomach. I can hear him removing his belt. Oh damn, He is going to beat me. “How many times do you think you deserve to be spanked?” he asks.

That had her momentarily keeping quiet. I lowered her on my lap as I sat on the bed, her pelvis on my stomach, ass up in the air. Kai sat beside me, her chest caged on his lap. She was pinned, exactly where she was supposed to be. Her ass cheeks were almost peeking beneath her shorts, and I couldn't even begin to imagine other males staring at her. "Were you proud of yourself, parading around in town with your thighs out for men to see?" I questioned, spanking her when she hesitated.

It only compels me to move closer. Goosebumps climb up my skin, the hairs at the back of my neck stands on end as I slide onto his thighs, stomach down. Chest heaving, I gently place my hands on the floor, my bum in his face. My cheeks flush at the crass position. Fingertips graze the back of my thighs and legs. “I’m going to spank you, Birdie,” he rasps, voice tight. “Three times, and you’ll count. Do I make myself clear?”