She’s not wet herself again, has she?….
She’s not wet herself again, has she?….
Continued from : Grounded: I'm sorry for wetting my panties Daddy, i was a bad girl
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I looked down at my colouring book, my princess was coming along nicely and I was enjoying some quiet time in the nursery. I hadn’t exactly noticed when it had happened, but i was suddenly aware that my diaper seemed rather full….. I panicked slightly, I was going to be in so much trouble.
Right then Daddy walked into the lounge and smiled at me.
“How's the colouring going, baby girl?” He said, coming over and striking my head. “Aw, that's coming along nicely!”
I shoved my thumb in my mouth and pulled my unicorn to my chest, nervous to look up at Him. I could feel the soggy nappy hanging between my legs, the wetness now pressing on my skin more intently.
A frown crossed His face. “What is it, little one?” He asked me concerned
“I, I had a pee pee accident Daddy,” I finally said, unable to look up. My thumb was still in my mouth, muffling my words somewhat.
“Oh no, again alice?” Daddy’s face soured as He looked down at me. “You have to start asking to go potty alice, you know that. Let's get you cleaned up and into a dry diaper.”
I nodded and crawled over to the changing table, getting up on it and laying back. Daddy undid the poppers on the onesie and pushed my legs up towards my chest, motioning for me to hold them. With a practiced ease he undid the diaper and opened it.
“Oh my,” Daddy said, turning his head away. “You really did wet yourself alice. This diaper is full! I’m just glad Mommy isn’t here to see this….”
“See WHAT!” came Mistress Andrea’s voice from the doorway.
She looked at the scene and sighed, behind her my big sister Miss Sarah was dressed in a cute pink skirt, sheepishly standing with her arms folded behind her. Mistress Andrea looked resplendent in a black leather pencil skirt to the knee’s, a large split up one side, stockings, a white dominant blouse with a black corset over the lower half. Mistress was wearing black patent high heels finishing the look.
“She hasn’t wet herself again, has she, Daddy?” Mistress said incredulously.
“I’m afraid so Mommy, and it’s another big one.” Daddy said. I looked over at Mommy and the disappointed look She gave me and sucked my thumb even harder, tears almost coming to my eyes. I hated disappointing either of them.
“You know what this needs Daddy, don’t you?” Mommy asked. “That bottom needs tending to in more ways than one, she needs to learn!”
“Yes I do Mommy, and alice will be punished accordingly. I’ve got this.” Daddy said, trying to diffuse the situation.
“No, it’s ok. It’s time alice got some of Mommy’s medicine, maybe the message will sink in coming from me. Sarah, get in the corner, standard pose. Your maintenance spanking will have to wait whilst I administer some tough love to your little sister. Daddy, clean her tooshie up and then she will come over my knee.”
Daddy cleaned me up quickly, whilst Mommy sat down on a grown ups chair.
Before I knew it Daddy finished up and pointed me over to Mistress. I hesitated, hugging my unicorn harder and looking at Daddy pleadingly.
“Come on, stalling isn’t going to help.” He said pulling me off the changing table.
I waddled over to Mistress, Daddy had left my onesie open and i laid over Mistress’s waiting lap.
“Now, this is for your own good alice.” Mistress said. “You must tell Mommy or Daddy when you need the potty!”
“Yes Mommy,” I mumbled, thumb in mouth.
Mommy’s first slap made a crack in teh room, a full bare handed slap to my left buttock. Then the right, then back to the left. Mommy alternated between the two cheeks for a while, the only sound in the room was the slap, slap, slap of my spanking. Mommy would pause from time to time to scold me, tell me what a bad girl I was for wetting myself again, and then the spanking resumed. Before long I was yelping in pain with every spank.
“Please Mommy,” i begged, my eyes filled with tears. “I’m sorry, I’ll do better!”
“Now now, lets not make promises we can’t keep. WE all know your a little bed wetter alice, its why we put you in diapers in the first place!” Mommy scolded.
There was a snigger from Miss Sarah in the corner.
“Who asked your opinion, young lady!” Mommy snapped. Any more of that and you will be next over my knee, got it?”
“Sorry Mommy,” came the apologetic angelic voice of my big sister.
Mistress returned to my spanking, it seemed to go on forever. My bottom was so painful know, and I wondered if Mommy’s hand also hurt.
At the next pause Mommy took a moment to pause, and take a sip of water from a glass Daddy had bought in.
“Thank you Daddy, now pass me that brush please. Also, please go and fix up a bottle of milk for alice’s afternoon nap, she will need a special time out after this to reflect on being such a naughty girl. Two scoops of her baby milk will be sufficient, I think. Too much and she will wet her nappy again no doubt.”
Suddenly Mommy resumed, only it was no longer her hand that was being used. The hairbrush was even more painful, and the sound was so much louder. Mommy focused on one cheek at a time, repeatedly spanking the same spot over and over again. It was agony, tears streamed down my face now as I lay over Mommy’s lap being spanked worse than I could even remember.
When Daddy came back, I heard Mistress say to him. “Ah Daddy, perfect timing. I think I am satisfied with the spanking but feel that punishment needs to come from both of us. Remove your belt and give alice here some strokes, I think 20 to each cheek should do it. Then it's time to get her ready for her nap and some reflection about what's gone on.”
I heard Daddy pull off his belt, and the first blow across my already burning behind was like a red hot poker. Mistress placed one hand on my head and gently stroked my hair. “Shhhh, little one. This is for your own good. Daddy will be finished soon.”
I was crying uncontrollably now, sobbing as Mommy consoled me and Daddy finished my punishment.
At 20 I was helped back up on the changing table, and a diaper pulled under my waist. Daddy was about to do it up when Mommy stopped him.
Ah, I think Alice still needs to learn Daddy. Put this plug in please.”
I didn’t see what was passed to Daddy but felt the cold metal press against my bussy. I was mortified when I recognised the feel of one of my bussy tunnel plugs. It was used to stretch my bussy out but also was totally hollow, leaving me helpless to control my bowel movements.
I looked over at Mommy who winked at me, a devilish grin on Her face. Daddy did up the diaper, fixed a locking pink leather belt around it with padlocks and then secured my onesie.
Helping me up I was sent over to my cot, where I got in and my hands were secured to the sides in locking fist mittens. My ankles were locked into waiting cuffs so my legs were spread like a frog awaiting a high school dissection.
Daddy pushed the bottle to my mouth and told me to drink. It was a baby bottle so I had to suck out the contents through the nipple, feeling the warm milk wash down my throat.
Once it was finished Mommy had already closed the curtains and switched on the projection, clouds and unicorns and such appeared on the nursery ceiling and she ushered Miss Sarah out the door.
“Shhh baby girl,” Daddy said soothingly to me. "It will be ok. Mommy and Daddy are right next door, and can hear you through the monitor."
Daddy wiped a tear away from my eye with his large hands, smiling down at his little girl. Just before he left, he slipped a large pink pacifier into my mouth, and started the lullaby on my monitor before closing the door.
I was sleepy from the milk, the warmth that spread through me but my bottom burnt from the caning. My eyes began to grow heavy, I could do nothing but watch the characters dance on the ceiling, and be soothed by the musical melody.
Just as I was slipping off however, the monitor came on, I could hear the feed from Mommy’s and Daddy’s bedroom.
“Get over here Sarah, that has me all worked up and I want your tongue servicing me, NOW!” Mistress demanded.
I laid there helpless, locked in my crib as Mistress was pleasured by both Daddy and Miss Sarah, unable to do anything about it. Unable to see in the dark room, unable to move. I felt the familiar feeling in my bladder and guts, a sort of growing need that I knew before long I wouldn’t be able to resist. I was going to do it all again, be punished all again and I knew deep down I deserved it.
I fell asleep to the moans and groans as Mommy was orally pleasured, the slaps as my big sister was spanked, and the grunts of Daddy as he made love to Mommy.
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I woke up so aroused after that, my clitty straining in its cage. So intense, so vivid parts of the story. I kinda want to go back to sleep now to see if it continues ;)
Kisses
alice
xxx
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