Novel & Cerita Teens Diaper Punishment

She'd snapped, "It seems you need a beating daily to remind you not to step out of line. "Go to your room. You'll be writing lines, and I want three full pages of the line 'I will not act on my mischievous impulses anymore'. You're not allowed to leave your room until you're done!" Bailey had only been five years old at the time. Each page had about 30 rows, so she'd had to write a whopping 90 repetitions of that sentence. Given her young age, the punishment had been enough to traumatize her for life. A sigh left Bailey's lips as she thought about tonight's blind date. She raised her phone and ranted about it to the group chat, which included her, Lucille, and Eunice.

But my knees buckled beneath me, and I dropped into the chair opposite him instead. He took a slow sip of his coffee before finally speaking again. “You push. I punish. That’s how this works, bambina. Actions. Consequences. Learn it, and you’ll stop crying.” I glared at him, clutching the edge of my chair so hard my knuckles whitened. “You humiliated me in front of those people last night. Then you put me on the front page of the newspaper. And now—you think you can just… " "Spank your ass and fuck you with my mouth without giving you an orgasm?" He completed, his lips twitching.

He sits down on the overstuffed brown suede sectional and pats his lap. "Lose the towel, kitten." My pussy clenches. I'm not sure whether I'm more excited or nervous, but either way, I'm going forward. I drop the towel to the floor and climb over his lap, offering my ass up for his punishment. I pray a wooden spoon isn't the worst implement of torture in the world. It probably isn't, since it was used regularly on children's butts in the days when spanking was considered a useful and acceptable form of punishment.

I finally caught her, she started trashing right away, declaring how big she is, but the diaper needed to be placed or we'll be sleeping in pee tonight. "Annalise this is your final warning" I say not wanting to go any further with this. "Nuuu...this is your final warning Mathew let me go!" She replis. The hard way it is, I placed her on my lap firmly before landing a hard slap on her bum, she froze for a few second giving me chance to land a second slap there. "Hey not fair! Let me go! You can't spank me" she says trying to get away, but I had her pinned.

Joy drank water and innocently asked: "Then your mother is in pain again? That can't be. She will be in pain." "Punishment is not a hit, it is a punishment. There are many different ways to punish without hitting anymore. For example, kissing on the cheek." Ran quickly said that because of this, both of them can do it. Maybe it worked in his favor, but he taught Joy that it was another method of punishment instead of bloated whips. Joy immediately said "A" as if he understood, the boy immediately suggested: "Now I will punish my mother first and then uncle."

Dad’s gaze shifted and he spotted Bella’s report card on the coffee table next to him. “Did you hit Ray again?” Mom poked her head out of the kitchen bearing a mocking expression. “Do you think you have a right to ask me that?” Dad’s voice was low, laced with anger as he repeated, “I’m asking if you hit him again.” “So what if I did? I’m disciplining my own child. What does that have to do with you?” Mom wasn’t about to back down either. Dad slammed the cake box onto the coffee table. “Bella’s the one who made a mistake, so why is it always Ray who gets the beating?”

A shiver went down my spine, thinking about that diaper change. "First let me start that with each rule comes a different punishment. Some rules are more likely to be broken than others and we will consider this with giving you your punishment. We have punishments like time-outs, taking away your toys, and writing lines. Those take not a lot of time. Then we have a bit more severe punishments as early bedtime, taking away your stuffies and spankings." The last punishment got me shivering a bit. Spankings, so they will hit me if I don't listen to them. They are just like him. With this information, I started to hate these men even more.

Reneigh The man was serious. Tears formed in my eyes. This was ridiculous. I wasn't some mischievous little girl who deserved a spanking. Or was I? "If I have to ask you again, I assure you that the punishment will be much harsher, and you will remain without your jeans or panties throughout lunch. Am I clear?"

I pulled back her pants along with her diaper to check her rosy bum. "Oscar," I scold my mate, why did he hit her so hard, her bum is pink and it must be tender now. "Don't Oscar me, she received six smacks, next time she misbehaves I'm going to double it," Oscar warns her making her whine into my lap. "Nu like daddy, send him away," she whines, and I looked at him didn't he offer her any kind of aftercare after he punished her, she just shrugged.

To say we were shocked wouldn’t do it justice. Theo thought it was funny that Nicholas knocked the older pups out whereas me I was mortified that my son did this. I punished him with no internet for a week and he had to reflect on what he did was wrong. Even if he was defending his sister. He learnt we don’t use our fists unless absolutely necessary. Theo and Chaos ganged up on me for that, but I held firm. Destinee and Titus both agreed with me. Even though Dahlia and the twins both said this pup deserved it, the last thing I wanted was to deal with the parents. Not that I wouldn’t because I would, still it’s not the point. He should learn this at an early age and he has learnt his lesson.