Spanked And Diaper For Bad Girls

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Because pants proved inconvenient. He has never liked them, and I hadn’t worn them much. But he officially forbade them, and I boxed mine up to give to the thrift store.
A couple of days ago, I was at a friend’s house. We were going shopping. My skirt got caught on something, and there was a large, noticeable tear. All she had was, guess what?
And it’s shameful to say so now, but I didn’t see the harm in it. He was working. It wasn’t like he was going to spank or diaper me before I got home. Obviously, he saw us.
The look on his face..I could have handled anger or disapproval. He looked so hurt and betrayed. It occurred to me that while I had misbehaved, I’d never blatantly disobeyed my husband.
He didn’t come home until exactly at my bedtime. I was lying on the bed in position for him to put my diaper on. But I didn’t get to roll over and go to sleep. He told me to stand up.
He sat down, and while I stood there spent ten minutes telling me how disappointed he was, that if he hadn’t seen it he wouldn’t believe it. I started crying. My punishment was to wear a diaper indefinitely, including our next DD meeting and tell everyone why I was wearing it.
But I didn’t care about that. I disobeyed my husband. And if I was honest with myself, I didn’t know this woman very well. And I wasn’t ready to tell her my husband didn’t allow me to wear pants. So, now I am not allowed any more non-DD girlfriends unless he has met them and knows they understand what it is.
He had a T-shirt printed that says, “I Disobeyed My Husband.”. I became hysterical. I literally got on my knees, begging him not to make me wear that. I promised I would never disobey again. He took pity on me and said I didn’t have to wear it. “But know that it’s here.” I opened my mouth. He said, “I don’t want to hear a word out of you buy ‘Yes, Sir.'”
At our DD meeting, our counsellor asked why I didn’t want to wear the T-shirt. I said I was ashamed of disobeying my husband. He asked me why I was ashamed of telling my friend I obeyed my husband. I just stood there still holding up my skirt not knowing what to say.
At first, I thought I didn’t want to explain our lifestyle. But how long does it take to say, “My husband doesn’t let me wear pants,”? I had no answer.
Our counsellor said he knew me to be a well behaved, submissive, loving wife. That my transgression was significant. The punishment fit the crime. But I needed to think about my actions.
I still don’t know why. I love my husband. I’m proud to belong to him and happy to submit to him. I couldn’t undo what I did. But I could make it up or.try to him.
The next day, he came home to me in the yard wearing the shirt he had made with my diaper and short skirt. I had all my pants on a table with a sign that said, “Husband Won’t Let Me Wear Pants! Free Jeans!”
I’m not out of the woods yet. But he appreciated it. And I have a new appreciation for what this means. It’s more than a lifestyle. It’s a sacred covenant like our wedding vows. I have never believed marriage was a marriage if a woman couldn’t say obey and mean it. To be able to do so is beautiful. I forgot that for a minute. It won’t happen again.
Because of which pants proved inconvenient. He has never liked them and I hadn’t worn them much. But he officially forbade them and I boxed mine up to give to the thrift store.
A couple of days ago, I was at a friend’s house. We were going shopping. My skirt got caught on something and there was a large, noticeable tear. All she had was, guess what?
And it’s shameful to say so now, but I didn’t see the harm in it. He was working. It wasn’t like he was going to spank or diaper me before I got home. Obviously, he saw us.
The look on his face..I could have handled anger or disapproval. He looked so hurt and betrayed. It occurred to me that while I had misbehaved, I’d never blatantly disobeyed my husband.
He didn’t come home until exactly at my bedtime. I was lying on the bed in position for him to put my diaper on. But I didn’t get to roll over and go to sleep. He told me to stand up.
He sat down and while I stood there spent ten minutes telling me how disappointed he was, that if he hadn’t seen it he wouldn’t believe it. I started crying. My punishment was to wear a diaper indefinitely including our next DD meeting and tell everyone why I was wearing it.
But I didn’t care about that. I disobeyed my husband. And if I was honest with myself, I didn’t know this woman very well. And I wasn’t ready to tell her my husband didn’t allow me to wear pants. So, now I am not allowed any more non-DD girlfriends unless he has met them and knows they understand what it is.
He had a T-shirt printed that says, “I Disobeyed My Husband.”. I became hysterical. I literally got on my knees begging him not to make me wear that. I promised I would never disobey again. He took pity on me and said I didn’t have to wear it. “But know that it’s here.” I opened mouth. He said, “I don’t want to hear a word out of you buy ‘Yes, Sir.'”
At our DD meeting, our counsellor asked why I didn’t want to wear the T-shirt. I said I was ashamed of disobeying my husband. He asked me why I was ashamed of telling my friend I obeyed my husband. I just stood there still holding up my skirt not knowing what to say.
At first, I thought I didn’t want to explain our lifestyle. But how long does it take to say, “My husband doesn’t let me wear pants,”? I had no answer.
Our counsellor said he knew me to be a well behaved, submissive, loving wife. That my transgression was significant. The punishment fit the crime. But I needed to think about my actions.
I still don’t know why. I love my husband. I’m proud to belong to him and happy to submit to him. I couldn’t undo what I did. But I could make it up or.try to him.
The next day, he came home to me in the yard wearing the shirt he had made with my diaper and short skirt. I had all my pants on a table with a sign that said, “Husband Won’t Let Me Wear Pants! Free Jeans!”
I’m not out of the woods yet. But he appreciated it. And I have a new appreciation for what this means. It’s more than a lifestyle. It’s a sacred covenant like our wedding vows. I have never believed marriage was a marriage if a woman couldn’t say obey and mean it. To be able to do so is beautiful. I forgot that for a minute.
Domestic Discipline Lifestyle For Consenting Adults
If you read my last story, you know my husband put me in diapers so I wouldn’t wake him getting up at night and punishment, then out and now back in.
If you read my last story, you know my husband put me in diapers so I wouldn’t wake him getting up at night and punishment, then out and now back in.

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I was with my sisters-in-law recently – the wine was flowing pretty freely and the girl talk was starting to get naughty. My husband’s middle sister Brenda (I’ve changed all the names here, by the way) doesn’t have many inhibitions at any time and certainly not when she has been drinking.
During our chat, Brenda blurted out that she hoped that my husband could satisfy me since he had such a little dick. This is unfortunately true, but nevertheless I came to my man’s defence and insisted that he did not. Brenda replied bluntly that she knew he did, and regaled us with this spanking story from their youth…
My husband Tony is the oldest of four kids, and as the oldest he was generally very responsible and well behaved. My mother-in-law told me that he was the easiest of the four children to raise and subsequently not spanked very often. Perhaps unsurprisingly, Brenda, who is two years younger than him, was the most unruly of the four and by contrast often found herself with a sore and stinging bottom.
This story happened when Tony was 14 and Brenda was 12, and it was one of the last spankings that Tony ever got. He had returned home later than he was supposed to and then got into an argument with his mother about it. He gave her some attitude and she sentenced him to a spanking with the belt.
In the kitchen, he had to pull down his pants and underwear and then bend over and grab his knees while sticking out his butt for the spanking. Unbeknown to Tony and his mother Brenda and her friend Lisa had just come in from outside and were immediately drawn to the kitchen by the sounds of a spanking.
The two girls surreptitiously peeked around the corner and suppressed their giggles as they watched Tony getting about a dozen hard cracks with the wide leather belt. By the end, my husband-to-be was openly crying and the girls had to put their hands over their mouths to stifle their laughter.
When she was done spanking her son, my mother-in-law let him up and he immediately did the spanking dance, hopping around from foot to foot and trying to wiggle out the pain. It was while he did this that Tony unwittingly exposed his little willy to his sister and her friend, who were naturally loving every minute of it.
The girls beat a hasty retreat to Brenda’s room, where they burst into fits of laughter. Lisa, who was 13 at the time and quite a bit more worldly than her friend, said: “I can’t believe how small your brother’s dick is – he’s such a baby!”
Brenda had no point of reference for this statement – when it came to boys, she had only ever seen Tony and her much younger brother naked. Lisa assured her that Tony’s penis was very small – she had seen her brothers even her little brother was bigger than that.
After more fits of laughter, the girls decided to go and tease Tony. After some taunts about him crying, they brought up the subject of his manhood. Lisa was really mean to him, making the ‘little pinky’ sign and talking about how she was going to tell the girls at school. Tony was getting very frustrated and begging them not to do so.
Suddenly, his mom showed up – she had not heard everything but she had heard enough. She ordered both girls downstairs immediately. She phoned Lisa’s mother and described what had happened. Lisa’s mother was horrified and promised that a spanking would be applied to her bottom upon her return home, but then my mother-in-law asked if it was OK if she administered itself. Spanking other people’s children was not uncommon in those days, and Lisa’s mom told her that would be fine with her.
My mother-in-law hauled both girls out of the corner where she had placed them, and divested them of their pants and underwear. She laid into them in no uncertain terms with a lecture about respecting people’s privacy and not being mean.
Finally, she made both girls present their bottoms and spanked them both thoroughly, alternating from girl to girl in groups of three strokes. Each girl got 15 stinging swats and then did their own spanking dance. They were then made to apologise to Tony and swear that they would never mention it again.
And until that day she told me, Brenda never had!
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