The way it splashed back and forth in his pants was even more embarrassing than the slams themselves. The pounding hurt so badly that he lost control over his bladder, each spank causing a few more drops to leak into his pull-up, creating a small puddle at the bottom. Initiating punishment.” Was the last thing Wendel heard before the robotic arm snatched him by the back of his shirt, bent him over the couch, and repeatedly slapped his butt.
Wendel now deeply regretted not concocting a better escape plan during the first two days of Jenna’s vacation, back when this mechanical dictator only kept him in a pull-up.Īfter the photo scanner accidentally mixed them up, assuming that Wendel was the baby and Jenna was the mommy dom, he had tried to leave through the front door as normal. Making Baby pretty.” The robotic voice whirred as the pink bow was affixed to the boy’s short hair, plus a dress that failed to obscure the large bulge of his triple-layered diaper, which was a dark yellow from the disgusting things Wendel was forced to do in it. File type: Text File (.txt) - “Baby’s owner returning.
