Teens Diaper Punishment Novels & Stories

I feel his hand squeeze my cheeks as he walks to the other side. “You will get ten marks for that potty mouth and not addressing me properly, and then you will get twenty for running and putting yourself in danger,” He opens a cabinet door, and pulls out a long, thin implement, “The first will be administered with the cane, and you will count, Aria.”

“Stand up and go to your punishment chair “ I got up and got on the chair,in the middle of the chair was a fixed on dildo,it was about 8 inches,she would make me sit on it without lube ,whenever I was naughty,but if I was good she would fuck herself on it before letting me sit,her wetness will make it easier for me. Knowing I was a bad boy,I just sat on it,tears filling my eyes as I lowered myself on the dildo,I bounced myself on it,in an attempt to get my body to lube it up a little,but she pushed me down,making it to forcefully plunge into my ass,I started full on crying.but I loved it..I missed it.

Over the years we have changed several games, to make them more complicated and that's how each circuit is made up. As the games started up, Devon was watching with avid interest as he watched staring around as the kids all took it seriously while the younger ones all watched on the side lines as they cheered, teased and shouted from the sideline as the adults kept an eye on the games as some tempers did flared around during the second circuit of games. Some kids were placed in time out, some were separated, even some of the teens that went too far was also put in time out in front of everyone. That's one thing most of the teens hated was the time out box cause it was next to the little kids

He even strangled himself. The youths who had brought him here looked overwhelmed. Over and over again they tried to help Mitchel to his feet. But what he got instead was ridicule, "Bastard! Get off me. Give me back the diaper earlier, if I can't eat it then I'd rather die in front of you all!" Mitchell threatens. Mitchel's energy was stronger than he was, until the jerk managed to escape and open a trash can. It happens that a woman just threw adult diapers in there.

she replies with a big pout, great my one year old just learned how to talk back to me. "It's not an option, only me and your daddy can take it off. Next time I'll tell papa Madlyn, you know he'll make that pretty white bum of yours red" I threaten her, I was the most easy going between all three of us, but I wasn't against my baby being punished when needed. I had another diaper on her before I got a chair set against a corner in her room for timeout.

I beg with her, I was punished before with my old cg, but this is the first time mommy would do it. The first slap fell on my covered bum, I screeched in pain, it didn't really hurt but I don't like being punished, no one does. Mommy kept smacking my poor bum for few minutes before she moved to Ella, she didn't have the same treatment as me, Ella's clothes were pulled down, well she does have a diaper on, I'd say that's big protection.

The mother of the child looks angry. "James. Apologize to this boy." "No! He says he's six but you can smell that he pooped his pants!" The other parents look at Bright and Ash for any explanation. "Leo has health issues so he cannot help it if he wears and uses diapers still at age six, and from what we heard you pushed him in the stomach forcing him to use his diaper." Ash looks pretty pissed, hating to hear Leo crying. He takes him into his arms and holds him close, minding his pouty and his slightly full diaper. The other father looks at the family in front of him. "I am so sorry for what he had done to your son. I can assure you someone is in a lot of trouble when he gets home." James p

“You came twice without permission while I watched the location dot on the phone. Did you think I wouldn’t know?” His belt was already unbuckled, the leather whistled through the air and slapped across my ass so hard I screamed into my own forearm. “Count.” “One, Daddy—” Another slap, harder. “Two, Daddy—” By eight I was sobbing, my pussy was dripping down my thighs, ass glowing red. He dropped to his knees behind me, spread my cheeks, and licked a long, filthy stripe from my clit to asshole. “Fuck, baby, you’re soaked,” he growled. “You love being punished in public, don’t you?”

"One - thank you for punishing me, Daddy." Another crack, harder. "Two - fuck - thank you for punishing me, Daddy." He builds a rhythm - not fast, but relentless. Each strike burns hotter than the last, the leather biting into my flesh, turning my ass from pink to red to throbbing, welted agony. "You wanted Daddy's attention?" CRACK. "You wanted me to stop ignoring you?" CRACK. "This is what happens to bratty little stepdaughters who tease." CRACK. "Fifteen - thank you - thank you for punishing me, Daddy-"

"I see you aren't wearing any panties for Daddy?" "Does Daddy like that?" I whisper. "Fuck, I love that, baby girl. But, it seems that you need to be punished for that." "W-what? But they're your favorite." "Yes, but you didn't ask me for permission to do so." Oh, shit. "I'm sorry, I—" "Sorry's not going to cut it. You know Daddy." He kisses my neck and rubs my sex organ. I moan. "Hmm, how should Daddy punish his naughty little girl?" He lets go of me and saunters over to sit on the chair. "Come. On Daddy's lap."