Regression, Humiliation and Spankings: 9 Short Stories To Make Your Cheeks Blush

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I'm giving you freedom, Carly. You believe in strict discipline. I think you're wise beyond your years. You lied to protect yourself. You aren't a bad girl. I expect you to apologize to Miss Roberts. It will require immense humility, and I imagine hurt like hell."

I had sex with him the exact same way several times, but I decided to stop at some point. We had seen each other too much. He knew what my butt looked like. There was no more embarrassment of being seen naked. There was only one problem. Over the year I had been experimenting quite a bit with something I had always had an interest in – wearing and using diapers. I had done it so much that I was now diapered every night – not just because I wanted to, but because now I HAD to. When I tried a couple nights to go without diapers, I always woke up in a wet bed. The strangest thing was how brutally they were beaten. It had to be embarrassing for them, knowing I was watching, as they were reduced to tears. Even my boy cousin, who was older was completely dominated by his parents.

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Meanwhile, seated on the sofas and chairs were Stacy’s relatives. Her aunts and uncles watched with grim satisfaction, the males admiring the teen’s mature form, while her cousins giggled and gawked. They weren’t immune from physical punishment themselves, but it was still thrilling to see a big grownup girl like Stacy get her plump behind blistered. Fortunately for me school ended not so long after. The next year I was going to enter Middle School. There were two of them. One had to be thirty to at most forty minutes away from home whereas the other one was a bit more than one hour away. I chose to go to the second one, since most of my classmates said that they were going to the first one. Naturally it astonished my parents. They tried to convince me to change my mind. I didn't. I told them I was afraid to get distracted from work having all my friends around me. They were still surprised but quietly proud of the apparent wisdom I showed them. A couple of days passed and Sheila said nothing more. The party’s on Saturday afternoon. By Thursday when she’d still said nothing i decided I’d got away with it, and arranged to meet up with a couple of friends in town on the Saturday. Honey, can we talk about this? I’m willing to meet this Doris person, and even consider taking a spanking, but this has come on pretty suddenly. I think we should think it over and discuss it first.” First of all she showed me a white leotard. “Isn’t this cute?” she asked. “I've even sewed a fluffy bunny tail on the bottom for you – look!” Sure enough, there on where my bottom would be was a white fluffy rabbit tail. I couldn’t even imagine wearing such an item. But it got worse.

My mother and I lived there for two years until we got our own apartment. During that time, other family members witnessed my cousins being beaten a number of times. It didn’t matter if other family members were there, male or female. My cousins were still forced to to remove their pants and underwear. He commenced with 5 more that were harder than the first 4 and trust me, I didn't wiggle or squirm. I took it, becauseI had earned it for being defiant (which I'm super great at) and I knew he was perfecting his new role as HOH!When a distant dad and his rebellious teenage daughter are trapped at home by a pandemic, he has to learn how to discipline.

By the time Stacy was in her teens, she was always well-behaved in public. Even at home, when friends or visitors were around, she was an absolute angel. This didn’t mean she was really that good -- just that she’d figured out not to get in trouble when others were there to see her punished.My mother did spank me sometimes over the years but never subjected me to that type of humiliation. My aunt and uncle never beat me but had no qualms about me seeing them strap their own children. This is the second time this week you’ve failed to memorize your Bible lesson,” Aunt Connie said. “Perhaps a whipping will help you concentrate.”