From: Michael GervaseSubject: Story: Diaper Punishment (FF/m, spanking, diapers, nc) Date: 16 Jul 1998 20:33:11 -0700 The following story contains non-consensual spanking and diapering of a boy by his mother and governess. If the subject upsets you, or you're under 18, leave now. If not, I hope you enjoy. Comments welcome. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - Mike Jones knew he was in BIG trouble. He and some friends had been stuffing rolls of toilet paper in the commodes in the boys' restroom. The janitor's timing was perfect, or misable from Mike's point of view. If he had waited just two more minutes, the prank would have been over, and he and his friends gone without a trace. The janitor's entrance on to the scene assured Mike that he would have a very hard time sitting comfortably for the next few days. Things had changed since Peg Jones had hired a governess for Mike. The fact that his governess was also his school principal did not make it any easier for the 12 year old. Although his behavior had improved markedly since the hiring, rarely did a week pass without him lying over his governess' lap, his pants and undershorts around his ankles, sobbing as his behind was painted a bright crimson by the hairbrush his mother kept handy for that specific purpose. Today, he knew it would be used efficiently and often. The thought of what awaited him caused him to squirm on bench outside Sheila Ames' office. The two other boys involved had already been picked up by their parents. Mike wondered what Ms. Ames had said to them, but his concern for himself drove any other thoughts away. When the door to the office opened, Sheila just told Mike to come along. On the way home, nothing was said about the incident. Sheila stopped once on the way, at what looked like a drugstore. She came out with a big bag that she put in the trunk of her car. When they arrived at the house, Mike started for his room, but stopped when Sheila said, "Put your school things in your room, hang up your jacket, then come to my room." He knew this meant she planned to punish him immediately. When he came into Sheila's room, he noticed the bag from the drugstore sitting on the floor near the corner. He knew that he would be standing in that corner shortly, his bright red buttocks on fire, and on display for his mother when she got home from work. He shuddered when he realized that his mother might add her own paddling to the one Ms. Ames gave him. "Come here, young man," Sheila said as he hesitated by the door. Mike slowly walked over to the bed where Sheila sat. She pulled the young boy over her lap and started a slow, steady stream of spanks on his trousers. This was unusual, and the spanks didn't really sting at first, since Mike was always spanked on his bare bottom with the hairbrush. After about 40 smacks, Sheila reached under to Mike's waist and undid the boy's belt and pants. She pulled the trousers down to his knees and continued with the hand spanking. These smacks were beginning to sting a little as the school administrator spanked a little harder. After another 40 spanks, Sheila reached into the waistband of the boy's shorts and tugged them down to join the trousers. "I would think you should know better than to try a stupid stunt like that, Michael. You know what the result would be." She started rhythmically spanking the now bare bottom. "Your cheeks are getting a nice red tint to them, but they'll be much redder before we're though." SPANK! Ow! SPANK! Ooh! SPANK! Aah! The spanks were really startin to burn. "Now let's begin your punishment," Sheila said. "Please, Ms. Ames! No more. I'll be good," the boy pleaded. "You'll be good alright when I'm through with you. I haven't even started the tanning you deserve for this." Picking up the hairbrush, Sheila raised it to shoulder level and brought it sharply down on the young boy's right cheek, where buttock met thigh. "OWWWW! Oh, that hurts! Please not with the brush. I promise I'll behave." "It's supposed to hurt. This really isn't meant to be fun for you," the governess said just as she found the identical spot on the left side. "How (SMACK) could you (SMACK) do such a stupid (SMACK) thing (SMACK)?," Sheila asked. "Ow! Ouch! I don't OUCH! know. Ow! We were OUCH! just having OUCH! fun." "Well, is it (SMACK) still fun (SMACK)? Was it (SMACK) worth having your pants (SMACK) taken down (SMACK) to be spanked (SMACK)?" "OUCH! (sob) NO! It won't OUCH! happen again. OH!" The young boy was stammering out answers between sobs. Sheila brought the chastisement to a close with a flurry of ten quick smacks that had Mike kicking violently and crying like a newborn. "OK, get into your corner." Mike waddled over to the corner, his pants and shorts effectively hobbling his steps. Peg Jones walked in and saw her son standing still, although he was still sobbing slightly. "God, Sheila! You really let him have it. I won't need to spank him for a week a least." After 30 minutes, Mike was told to turn around and come over to the bed. "Take your pants and shorts off and lay on the bed," his mother told him. As he lay on the bed, he noticed his mother taking something out of the bag Ms. Ames had bought. His eyes widened as he saw opened the package and take out two cloth diapers. "Mom! I'm too old to wear those!," he shouted. "Don't you yell at me," Peg Jones scolded. "Besides, since you obviously don't know how to use the bathroom properly, you can wear these until I'm convinced that you do." With that, she slid the diapers under her son's sore bottom. After getting them properly folded, she opened a package of pins and closed the diapers snugly. "Don't try to take the pins out and use the toilet. They lock in place. You can't get out of these diapers until I or Ms. Ames change you." Peg Jones took another package out of the bag. Opening it, she pulled out a pair of pink latex panties. "These will make sure you don't leak when your diapers are wet. They'll also keep the diapers snug so they won't be so bulky under your school clothes. If you need a changing at school, Ms. Ames has dry diapers and panties at school." Mike started crying again as he realized what she had said.