I end up falling asleep on Brads lap, feeling extremely exhausted and I'm unsure why. When I wake up I'm on the couch alone, Brad no where in sight. I look around and see the front door! I try and get up but my legs don't want to work. I get on the ground and start crawling as fast as I can. Right before I reach the door brad picks me up and puts me on his hip,
"Oh no you don't little one! Plus you can't get out anyway you'll need a special key to get out"
Brad smiles as he pats my diapered bottom and kisses my forehead. I want to just scream and cry but my throat is so raw from crying all day. He pulls the back of my diaper back checking to see if I'm wet. Sighing even realizing it my diaper is soaked. He takes me upstairs putting me on the changing table. I start to kick, yell, scratch anything I can to get off the table. Within a second Dadd...Brad grabs me off the table ripping my diaper off, spanking my butt
SMACK!!
SMACK!
SMACK!
SMACK!
"You better knock off that attitude right now young lady!"
I try to squeak out any words but he smacks my bare butt even harder.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
I yelp out in pain, crying harder than I've ever cried. He smacks me 5 more times for "good measure" he says. He puts a diaper on me and a paci in my mouth while I'm crying like a baby. Daddy picks me up and shushes me, rocking me back and fourth.
"Are you going to behave?"
I just nod yes and continue to cry.
Someone get me out of here...please!
Sorry this ones so short, will make some more longer chapters soon :)
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FantasyHannah was a 20 year old girl who lived by herself. She is 5'2 and 120lbs. She worked as a Dog sitter who would go to houses and walk and take care of peoples dogs! Little did she know...that the next house she went to might be her last. A story abo...
