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The Punishment [For Myself&MindTheGap]


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Janine shuts the laptop and shakes her head, her graying brown hair moving with it. She cannot believe what she's just watched. Her only daughter, her once sweet and innocent daughter, is all over YouTube. No top on, acting like an animal, making out with boys. She thought she learned last time, evidentally not. Luckily, she still has the old nursery set up. She's been doing it since her daughter was young. Whenever she acts out, she's babied. Of course the punishment has been modified as she grows older. By now her daughter knows the rules, she just chooses not to bother with them. Even though her daughter is now lawfully eighteen, she lives under her house and must abide by Mama's room.

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Rachel is lying on her bed, atop her sheets and still dressed in what she had worn for the party - if "dressed" was even the right word.

Her short party-dressed was bunched up slightly, revealing her firm bottom and her slutty thong. She was missing her bra, which likely had landed in the trophy-case of one of the boys at the party by now. Her gorgeous red hair was a tousled mane, and her left foot was still sporting her heeled sandal.

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"Now Rachel, I said get up!" Janine demands, she smacks her daughter' bottom to get her going. "Look at you! You look like a slut!" She lays down a few more smacks to her thong clad bottom before dragging her up. She yanks off her thong and lays down some more smacks. "You take a shower and meet me in the nursery young lady and you better come in naked, just the way you were in those videos!"

With that, Janine leaves a hung over Rachel and goes into the nursery where she begins to prepare the supplies for her punishment.

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Rachel yelps awake under the spanking. "Nnn-Oooow! Ouch! No! Stop it!" Her bottom trembles underneath each smack, as she tries to slap her mother's hands away, but her movements are far too slurred to show any results. "Leave me alone!", she yells, "I'm ill!" Her world is still spinning as her thong is taken away, revealing her clean-shaven nether region. As quickly as she can in her drunk stupor, she tries to cover up her shame in her drunk stupor, then gasps.

Videos? What videos? What was she even talking about. "Screw you! What are you even on about?!", Rachel slurs, then sinks back to the bed as soon as Janine steps towards the door, clearly not intent on going anywhere of her own accord.

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Janine walks back in. "Oh so you're going to make it difficult, have it your way." She bends her daughter over , taking off her dress and lands a few more smacks to her bottom. She grabs her by the hair and turns on the shower, making sure the water is ice cold . She thrusts the girl in, making sure the nozzle hits every inch of her. "What a filthy little slut!" Janine shouts. "Is this how I raised you?" She pops her bottom again and then takes her out, wrapping a towel around her and then takes her into the nursery.

It has changed since Rachel was a girl. No longer babyish, it's more of a prison. The walls are grey and the only items are a changing table and a crib. The crib is more like a cage, with a lock and a top to it. On the wall is a list of rules, which Janine will go over. She thrusts her daughter up onto the changing table and chains her ankles and wrists to it. "Wait here." She walks out of the room.

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As Janine strips off her daughter's dress, she can see the word "SLUT" plastered all over Rachel's firm, perky breasts in red lipstick, surrounded by the lipsticky impression of several kisses all around her nipples and mammaries. Rachels gasps as she catches herself in a mirror, having no memory of any of this happening.

Rachel shrieked and screamed under the onslought of her mother's hand and of the cold water, especially when the shower nozzle hit her pussy and her bottom, which had turned a light pink from the spanking. She cursed at her mother, screaming for her to stop while trying to break her vice-like grip around her wavy, red hair, but her mother was unrelenting.

Rachel was still too groggy to put up an effective fight, and ended up being dragged into her punishment nursery. Her heart sank and she shook her head in horror and humiliation. "No! Nonononono! You can't do this! I'm eighteen! Stop!"

The last time she'd been in here, she'd been fourteen. Her mother had caught her kissing a boy - it had been an innocent peck, but it had earned her several weeks of being treated like a baby. Back then, she'd still fit into larger toddler-pampers, even though they had been a little too small for her. Those days were over. She knew there was no way she still fit into baby-diapers, but this nursery didn't look like it was for a baby anymore. This was a dungeon! She could only scream and flail ineffectively in her hungover state as she was trussed up on the changing table with the help of chains and fetters. Those were new, she realized with panic. She had been too shocked by the room to put up any real struggle, but now she thrashed and screamed, testing the bonds and finding them unrelenting. But as she felt the soft plastic mat underneath her naked and stinging bum, she realized something else: the alcohol had not only left her hungover, but also with a full bladder. And as her legs started to tremble in their bondage, trying to help her abdomen to clamp down on her urethra, she realized that she wouldn't be able to hold it much longer.

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Janine ignores the screams of her hungover daughter and goes into Rachel's other room. She goes through her contacts and finds the number of Rachel's ex who was now with her ex best friend. "Hello Caleb? Yes, it's Mrs. Elliot...I'm well darling thank you...anyway, Rachel is on punishment and I'll need your and Katherine's help." She explains the situation and he says he's happy to help. "Excellent , thank you." She hangs up and goes back into the nursery where Rachel looks like she has to pee. She can't help but smirk as she walks over.

"Well Rachel, here we are again. I so hoped you could just behave but it looks like you need a refresher. Things will be a tad different this time around." Janine grabs a pointer and walks to the wall, pointing to each rule as she goes through them.

"One . You will be in diapers. Only myself or another adult may touch them.

Two. Since you like barely dressing , outside school, you will either be in just your diaper or maybe a t-shirt if I feel generous.

Three. Since you wanted to use potty language, you'll have a pacifier in your mouth. You will only speak when spoken to.

Four. The only exception for the paci is school and when you drink your bottle.

Five. You wanna act like an animal? You're only permitted to crawl or walk when I put you on a leash.

Six. You will sleep in your crib. A new twist are the restraints to make sure you stay put.

Seven. Naps will be nessecary so I get a break from your bratty behind.

Eight. As always, your punishment is not a secret from anyone. Bedtime is eight thirty whether we have guests or not.

Nine. Punishments are spankings and time out."

She walks back over, pointer in hand. "Any questions?"

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Rachel was struggling in her restraints through the entire presentation, refusing to accept that the bondage was unrelenting. "Let me go! I gotta pee!" Her face went ash-white as she heard the first - and worst - rule. Diapers. Her mother was planning to diaper again! How could she?! After the diapers had barely fit her four years ago, Rachel couldn't fathom that there were baby diapers big enough for her perfectly firm bottom.

She shook her head throughout the reading of her new rules. "You can't do that! I'm an adult now! Screw you!" The redhead was pouting, but her bladder-desperation was becoming worse and worse, and ever more visible as it drove sweat onto her skin.

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Janine slaps her butt three times with the pointer. "Wise last words, " she says sarcastically. " I can do whatever I want, you still live here. You have no money, no place to go. Now if you must pee, you'll go in your first diaper." She pulls out a large adult diaper and tapes it onto her bottom. She then sticks a pacifier into her mouth and ties the ribbon around her head.

"If you're nice, maybe I'll let you wear a shirt when your sitter arrives." She lifts her off the table and sets her on her knees. "Crawl down the stairs."

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Rachel yelps in shock at the swats, but is quickly shut up by her new pacifier. It feels huge in her mouth, filling up her oral cavity like a proper gag, reducing her protests to mewls and drooling. Before she can spit it out, the pacifier is tied in place, adding another layer of bondage. The eighteen-year-old can only look on in helpless horror and futile squirming as her mother reveals the first giant diaper of her new, more adult punishment. Her eyes widen in terror at the sight of the enourmously thick adult diaper. She screamed her protests into her gag. This was quite literally an utter nightmare. Not only did the immense plastic monstrosity crush any hope that her curvy, womanly body had outgrown diapers, it also made her punishment that much more evident. True, her mom had never made a secret out of her diaper punishments, but with her former baby diapers, she was sure that hardly anyone had noticed them. But with thick pampers like these, there was no way people wouldn't notice.

She shook her head with tearful, screaming sobs as the diaper was wrapped around her desperate pussy and taped snugly into place. Her thrashing elicited lush crinkling from her new garments, shaming her even more. As she was released from her first of many diaper changes, the birthday girl immediately darted for her diaper with her hands, trying to rip it off, even while her bladder was starting to give in and released the first squirts of hot pee into the waiting padding. Not long now.

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Janine grabs her and rips off the diaper. "Looks like someone needs a harsher spanking." She takes off her belt and begins to hit her bottom over and over again. "I think someone is going to lose their privilege to have hands!" Janine bellows. She makes each lick count and then practically throws her onto the changing table.

She grabs the wipes and wipes up the sobbing girl's privates and bottom. Next she rubs the baby oil all over her, making sure she's nice and clean. The powder is next, almost like snow on her red bottom. She grabs a new fluffy diaper and tapes it on, making sure it's nice and snug. She grabs a scarf and ties Rachel's hands behind her before setting her on the floor.

"Let's try that one more time."

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As Rachel's diaper lands with a soft thud between her feet, it already shows a big yellow spot on the inner padding from her initial loss of control, but her bladder is still close to bursting. "Mmmnnnnnnnnn! Mmmmmmmmmph!", she screams into her pacifier, then begins to bawl like a baby while her bottom is whipped properly with the belt. Even as she loses all pretense of adult appearance, with her perky breasts squishing against the rubber mat, with her butt bent over her - yes, HER - changing-table, the poor gitl's pussy gives in under the harsh smacks and vents a cascade of piss. Fortunately, her slightly used diaper is still lying between her legs and catches most of the golden waterfall, ending up completely soaked as some of her filth spills onto the rubber carpet.

"Nnnnnghffffff! Mmmmmmhhmmmmmmmnnnnnnnnngh!" The hungover girl continues to cry and scream and beg into her mouth-filling pacifier as she is diapered more thoroughly and meticulously than ever before, gasping and squealing at the strange sensation of her nether regions being lathered up with oil before landin once more on her knees, her bottom lifted from the ground by a good inch or two of pampers-padding. With her hands now bound behind her back, and her tears dripping alongside her drool onto her uncovered breasts, the diaper-girl stares in horror at the completely soaked diaper on the ground - not only because she knows that this was the product of her degradation, but also because she remembers her mother's policy about wasting diapers, having once forced Rachel to spend three hours in a wet diaper, because the disobedient daughter had pissed herself only five minutes after having been changed, and wasn't going to get out of it until her next regular change.

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"Okay, young lady doesn't want to move." Janine crosses over to the close and pulls out a collar and leash. "Your lucky I don't make you wear that dirty diaper girl." She throws it out and then puts the collar on her, attaching the leash to it. She walks her daughter down the stairs and then lets her off in the living room. "You sit here girl." She demands, taking off the collar and goes into the kitchen.

She grabs a baby bottle and fills it with milk and medicine to make her daughter go more, to be sure this is extra humiliating. She walks back in. "Okay Rachel, I'm going to undo your restraints and take out the pacifier. If you curse or yell at me, I will whip you with the switch and if you try to

escape you will buy yourself strict crib time for the rest of the day. She unties the restraints and removes the pacifier.

She pushes her diaper girl down onto her fluffy bottom, some of the powder escaping from the humiliating pampers. She then puts the bottle into Rachel's mouth and puts the humiliated girl's hands around it. "Drink up you naughty girl."

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Rachel is still sobbing and breathing heavily when her pacifier is removed. "Puh-please! Y-you c-can't do th..." As the big rubber nipple of her baby-bottle is shoved into her mouth, her protests are shut up as some of the milk spills fro mehr mouth and lands on her breasts which are by now coated with drool and sweat and tears. The thoroughly humiliated girl looks through teary eyes at the small clowd of powder rising up from her thickly pampered behind.

With her bottom still glowing from pain and degradation, she resigns herself to the fate of being an eighteen-year-old diaper-wearer forced to drink from a bottle, at least for a little bit, merely trying to cover up her shiny breasts with her hands, blushing in deep shame at what her mother is doing to her - and on her birthday, no less.

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Janine can't help but smile at her big baby drinking the bottle. She snaps a few pictures to put with the collection. She wipes off her chest. "Good thing I opted not to put a shirt on you," she says playfully.

When Rachel pulls out the bottle, she smacks her padded bottom, causing a crinkle. "Did I say you could remove that girl? No. Finish drinking all of it and then get ready for another spanking." She pushes the bottle back in and duct tapes it to her mouth. She then puts on an old video of Rachel being babied. Back at age twelve, Rachel was in a diaper and sucking her bottle like a good girl.

"Take a lesson from that Rachel." Janine goes outside and grabs her strap from the shed. She practices on the side of it and the sound alone causes the neighbor dog to run inside.

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Rachel sobs with her bottle now taped to her mouth and her hands to the side of the bottle, forcing her to just suck and suck as she is made to watch her younger self degraded in diapers as well. Somehow, her current state is far worse than that of the twelve-year-old redhead on the video. Rachel's new Pampers are far, far thicker and more degrading, even relatively to her own growth, and the further shame of being trussed up with duct-tape and of having her perky C-cups revealed to the cool living-room air make for a far grander humuliation.

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Janine walks back in and takes another picture. She then rips off the bottle, making a huge rip noise. Rachel's mouth is now red and blistering a tad. She yanks her up by the hair and has her bend over the coffee table, making sure her hands have a good grip, removing the fluffy pamper, it falling down between the eighteen year old's ankles. Her daughter's bottom is white from the powder but also pink from the other spankings she's received on her birthday.

She lays the cool leather strap against Rachel's bottom, not spanking her but letting her feel how firm it is. She picks up Rachel's pacifier but doesn't put it in the girl's mouth.

"Repeat after me Rachel, " Janine instructs. "I'm a naughty diaper girl that needs to be punished." When Rachel hesitates, she smacks her bottom with the strap, causing powder to fly.

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"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! N-nooooooooooooooo!" She screams in pain at the first - admittedly relatively harmless - slap.

With both her tape and her diaper ripped off unceremoneously, she clearly shows the signs of her first hour of punishment, but the redhead still hasn't been completely defeated, trying to cover her stinging bottom with her hands, earning herself another tight pair of fetters around her wrists. She cries and curses and complains, but even through the thick layer of cream and powder, her labia seems to almost... glisten. Especially as more and more powder flies away in tufts and clowds from each additional slap.

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"Yes you are," Janine says as she lays down another harsh smack. "I've decided to add two more rules. You may only address me as either m'am or Mama. Anything else will get you punishment. The other rule is that you will," she lays down two more smacks to the birthday girl's bottom. "Receive three spankings a day,

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The birthday-girl is an utter sobbing mess, screaming and cursing and crying for her life as the spanking continues, her stiffening nipples rubbing over the coffee table. By the fifteenth smack, her words don't even make sense anymore, as she is reduced to pained whimpering and blabbering at the top of her lungs, trying to get her mother to stop, but only driving her mother more into punishment-gear.

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"That isn't what I asked you," Janine bellows as she tightens the grip on her daughter's hair. "I asked you if I made myself clear. Responsible young ladies answer their mothers." She lays down another smack to the poor girl's bottom and whips her around, using one hand to grip the hair, the other to grip her chin. She looks down into her daughter's green eyes seeing the fear and the pain in the them. In a way, she does feel bad for the birthday girl. At the same time she can't help but be happy that she can still get away with this. Her daughter is scared of her. Her daughter will always be hers, she will always be able to keep her in line.

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Rachel is shaking like a leaf as both the pain and the diurrhetics work their way through her system. Her face is a steaming mess, her eyes and cheeks competing in redness with her utterly smacked bottom, her chin covered in drool and tears. She can't even look at her mother, instead trying in vain to cover her privates with her bound hand as she finally sobs. "Y-yes, Mo... Mama."

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"Good girl," Janine praises. She grabs a bottle of lotion and applies it to the sobbing girl's red ass, making sure to cover each spot, including her privates. She then puts the diaper back on and has Rachel sit on the floor. "You may watch one hour of tv before naptime." She hands the sobbing girl the remote. "If I catch you doing anything but watching TV, you will surely regret it." She walks into the kitchen to prepare for that evening.

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The stinging of her bottom is still very much noticeable despite the lotion, and even the soft material of her diaper seems coarse and itchy against her glowing behind, forcing her to squat rather than sitting on her pampered bottom, to relieve the pressure a little. With her hands still tied in front of her, she presses the remote, trying to change the channel away from the tape of her younger self's diapered degradation, but with the TV now parent-locked, all she can turn to is live-action footage of her diapered self squatting in front of the TV in her all-but-naked, diapered glory. She sobs again and tries to change the channel again, but nothing else comes up.

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