| Title: | Andrew K. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Name: | Andrew K. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Email: | [email protected] | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Gender: | Male | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Current Age: | 17 | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Whom Story is About: | Myself | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Posting Date: | 10/26/08 | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| Summary: | I just turned 19 and enlisted in the Army, I go to boot camp in November. I was raised mostly by my grandma until she died in 2001. My mother was only 15 when I was born and was addicted to drugs. My mom was in prison for selling drugs when grandma died of cancer, she was only 44 years old. I had no brothers or sisters and was forced to go to Texas and live with my grandma's youngest sister and her husband. Her name is Freda and her husband is Philip and they spoke German more than English. They had two daughters, Anna who was 15 and Emma was 17 at the time. I was almost 10 and without expecting it, the next couple years would be the worst of my life. Freda was the boss of the house and right away let me know it. She spoke English with a heavy accent and insisted I learn to speak German. My Grandma was from Germany also but she was a very nice lady and I know she really loved me and even my mom who gave her so much trouble. Freda was very strict and I knew right away she didn't really want me and only took me in because my mom was still in prison. The house was big and had very large backyard. I was given chores to do everyday and also had to cut all that grass every 10 days. The two girls also had chores and they were in charge of me when Freda and Philip were at work or when they were away on weekends. |
I don't think I was a real bad kid, but I did get in trouble at times and sometimes for dumb things where the punishment was overdone. Right from the start she insisted on giving me a bath each night and I was so embarrassed I would cry and tell her I could do it myself. She insisted I was just a child and said I was immature and rarely called me by my name. When she talked to me or referred to me I was always called the "child" or "boy". I was completely terrified of her and within the first few weeks she got mad at me, for something I don't even remember now. She called me into the kitchen and right in front of the girls and Philip pulled down my pants and underwear and spanked me. Aside from being humiliated I was sobbing and begging her to stop and all she did was tell me to stop acting like a baby. Over the next month she probably spanked me 3 or 4 more times for not finishing chores or other dumb things. I hadn't wet my bed since I was 3 or 4 but one morning I woke and my bed was wet. It was a Sunday morning and I just made the bed so Freda wouldn't see it. I put on a clean pair of pajama bottoms and put the wet ones in the hamper and went down for breakfast. I didn't know that Emma was doing wash and I heard her tell Freda that I must have wet my bed. Anna was sitting at the table with me and asked me if I did and I just told her it was an accident. Freda and Emma came walking in the kitchen and Freda was holding my wet Pajamas in her hand. All she said was "child" you wet that bed last night. I could see she was furious and pulled my hair to make me stand. All I had on was my pajama bottoms and while still pulling my hair told me to take them off. I started to tremble and cry. Before I had a chance to take them off Freda pulled them down and made me step out of them, again by pulling my hair. I could see Anna and Emma smiling the whole time and I knew I was whimpering like a baby but couldn't control myself. Freda pulled me over her lap and spanked me until Philip came in and told her that was enough. I then had to go to my room naked and stayed there the rest of the day. That night Freda came up and made me get in the bath and she bathed me while Emma was in the room and I knew she was looking at me most of the time. Freda even made me stand up once to see how red my rear was and told me if I wet again she would put me in diapers. At the time I thought it was just a threat. A few weeks went by and again I wet one night. Freda was at work so I took all the wet stuff and turned the mattress over. I went to the laundry room but wasn't sure how to work it. Emma saw me and realized I wet again and I begged her not to tell Freda but she called her at work and did rat me out. That night I got spanked again but didn't know until after she gave me a bath that she had bought diapers. When I was done having my bath Freda took me into my room and put two big white diapers on me. It was summer time and she told me I was grounded for two weeks and I would be in diapers for two weeks. And that I even had to poop in them since I was such a child. That Sunday night Freda told me while she was at work that Emma or Anna would change me and I wasn't allowed to use the bathroom and had to be in diapers all day and night. The first day I just constantly cried and when Freda and Philip went to work that Monday I could tell both Emma and Anna were anxious to change and humiliate me. Each time they changed me that day I was in tears and they would laugh and tease me and make me lay naked a long time before they put on fresh diapers. By Tuesday they were even washing my penis and balls with a wet soapy washcloth and it was very degrading. There was a large table in the sun room at the back of the house and they would change me there most of the time. I tried not to poop but I finally did on Tuesday afternoon and when Emma took off my diaper I knew she didn't want to change me and I was really embarrassed by it. That night when Freda got home she told me I could poop in the toilet but I still had to pee in the diapers. Over the next year when I was 11 I was punished this way I think seven times. A few times were only on weekends but the rest of the times were 1 or 2 weeks. Emma was 19 by now and Anna was 17. It was summer again and I was punished for two weeks. Freda and Philip were going away for a week to visit Philips mother in Oklahoma. Emma was put in charge and Freda informed me that I better behave and do as I'm told. Emma and Anna took turns changing me and bathing me and when I had to poop one or both of them would be in the bathroom with me. It was so insulting and humiliating that sometimes it would take ten minutes before I could finally go. That whole week they mostly changed me in the sun room and a few times Anna would let her girlfriends watch. I was 11 but I couldn't help cry with embarrassment and they would just tease me and make me go around in just diapers while their friends came in and out. By the time I was 12 Freda still treated me like a child and still bathed me each night even when I wasn't being punished and would let Emma or Anna bathe me sometimes. I no longer cried when they did and started to get erections most of the time and they would just laugh at me. I started masturbating at least a few times a week and would try to peek in on Anna and Emma when they were naked or getting undressed. Anna was especially pretty and had a nice shape, Emma was built nice to but was a little heavy. I was successful a few times seeing them naked and never got caught. They didn't seem to mind if I saw them in their underwear and Anna and Emma both would sometimes go around the house in their bra and panties. I would act like I wasn't looking at them but I'm sure they knew I was and I think Anna liked me to look at her but never said so. The two of them caught me masturbating quite a few times but never told Freda. Philip never once spanked me and was generally good to me and I think he felt sorry for me. Freda continued to be mean and spanked me often for the slightest thing I did wrong and would put me back in diapers often even though I was starting to develop and get pubic hair. When she did spank me it always hurt bad and until the last time she would make me cry and plead for her to stop. The last year I was there Emma even spanked me 3 times but not as bad as her mother did it. Anna never spanked me but she was the one who mostly let her girlfriends see me naked. I was almost 13 when Freda told me my mom was coming for me and to pack my bags. She got out of prison and we moved to New Mexico. She told me she was sorry for being a rotten mother and asked how Freda and Philip treated me. I don't know whether I was too embarrassed or didn't want to upset her so I just told her it was okay but I did tell her I was spanked sometimes. I didn't want to tell her about the diapers and humiliation I was put through and didn't want to say how I started to like the girls seeing me naked. We got a nice apartment and my mom got a decent job and I liked the new school I went to. After awhile when mom was at work I started to buy disposable diapers and wear them when she wasn't home. I also let a few neighborhood girls see me naked and a couple times in a diaper. I still do it occasionally now but when I go in the Army next month I know I will have to stop. The first two years living with Freda and Philip and the girls was pure hell. The last year is when I started to be aroused by it and was probably to dumb to know it or appreciate seeing Emma and Anna unclothed. I haven't seen them since and often wonder how they are. Emma would be about 26 and Anna about 24 today. Now that I'm older I masturbate thinking about when the girls bathed and change me. Oh, one other thing is I can speak German fairly well and understand it even better.