The Community (Rated X) Chapter 2 added 10/10/20

[Diaperingdaddy]

This may not be your type of story it is full of typo's and bad grammar,  as well a Ageplay, Diapers, Punishment, regression, Humiliation 

This story is being posted in the raw format as i hve no kinky friends to edit it for me. 

? Littles  ? don't read without your bigs permission or the krampus will visit you ?

 

Chapter 1

The blend of changing colored leaves painted a picturesque backsplash behind the small farm at the bottom of the hill on the outer edge of the small but growing amish community in the area. Emma Lei listened quietly and jumped as always at the sound of the wind catching and slapping the door shut on her husband's woodshop that was attached to the little barn behind the house. She knew her husband had arrived to continue his day's work.

 

 She wondered why she always felt this way after the door shut in such a manner. The noise sent her back to her childhood days at the one room school house where Mrs. R the local old widow lady taught school. At that time the noise was never a door that she heard slapping. She could still feel the way it felt, being hauled to the front of the classroom and scolded for some misdeed, resisting with all her might as she continued to work the flour for today's pies. Rolling out the dough, he mind drifted back. The feeling of the anticipation, she cane, the paddle, the belt, all ending with a similar but different slap. 

 

“Glory be” she uttered.  wondered why this has such a power over her. Almost week in her knees

 

She could not resist, she reached back and closed her eyes. She could still feel the wheels left from the cane which had healed so many years ago.  Not caring to wipe her hands. The feeling was powerful, her now smooth and unpunished behind made her weak in the knees. She Grabbed a chair as she was forced to in school pulling it to the empty wall space beside the counter where she was working.Grabbing the hem of her dress as she placed her knees on the chair. Just like in school she pressed her nose against that wall, arching her back and pulling the hem up over her crossed arms crossed over the arched portion of her back. 

 

She thought back to Mrs. R, trying to rid her of her evil ways, She felt the moisture start to lubricate her naughty bits, Her hips started to gyrate slowly forward and back, searching for something to rub on, She never would have dared all those years ago, but now in the security of her own home, she thought nothing of it. However she felt empty and vacant like she was missing something, she reached back and scratched her bottom through her rough panties hoping that the pain was what she needed. There was something more that was needed.  She glanced over at the pie she was neglecting, untucking one arm she reached over to the smooth hardwood rolling pin grabbing it by one hand as a wicked smile spread across her face. Setting it between her face, Slowly she pulled down her tight sheer  panties, something she got from the english people's store to try and attract rebuke from her husband. She reached her hand down, running it through her curls to the moist spot to spread it around. Grabbing the rolling pin she slowly pushed it into her moist slit. She eased down on the pin, her panties still between her thighs at half staff pushing the pin rearward causing the pin to find her secret spot deep inside. She rocked back in the rolling pin causing the pin itself to bump the roller against her clit. Stars  all she could see was blissful stars as she bumped back. Her cheeks crimson at what she was doing to herself, she started counting like Mrs R made her do so long ago.

 

“One ma’am” she said with a ragged breath

 

Doing all she could do to prolong this wonderful feeling. She closed her eyes making sure to keep her arms behind her back holding her skirt.

 

“Two Ma’am” she whispered from her lips, in her mind knowing she may not make it to 10

 

“Three Ma’am” she managed to get out several seconds after the previous

 

Followed by “four Ma’am” she was almost there so close.

 

Just before she could utter the next, she felt as if she was struck by a lightning bolt across her backside covering both cheeks very low down by he presented sit spots, thinking it was  sent by the lord Himself, she orgasmed on he the chair

 

Suddenly she felt a hand in her hair,  grabbing and turning her head away from the speaker. 

“ What number was that child?” an elderly female voice asked.

 

“5 Ma’am” she whispered as she slumped over the back of the chair drifting into an orgasmic coma.

 

 

Let me know what you think and if you want more. . . . I know i suck at this so keep that part to your self lol

[christi]

Nice to see a story with some mature content.  Thank you for sharing your time and thoughts with us.  ?

[Diaperingdaddy]

Chapter 2

 

Alexander walked into the barn, the door slapping shut behind him,  peeking out the window seeing the coast was clear, unbuttoned his trousers reaching in coaxing his trouser snake awake, feeling bad almost like he was cheating on his lovely little wife who was inside slaving away over what was sure to be a delicious pie. Here he was in his place of work pulling his horn. Both of them being on the small side he felt himself inadequate and unable to please his wife. Due to feeling this way he rarely tried. Knowing that he was doing wrong by her, he could still not resist the temptation, The marriage had been arranged. He was hoping for Bertha the other girl his age to be his bride, thinking about her 6 plus foot stature and rough hands that frequently worked in the garden he could feel the stir in his loins as he thought of her. He knew that Emma was the most beautiful girl in the community but she was tiny and felt as though she was looked down at as a child in there community do to her slight stature. Emma was almost taller than him but she settled in at 5’2” and he was 5’2” and a half so he was bigger. She would tell him frequently to try and help him feel better about himself. She never once heald her size against him but he could tell that she secretely wanted him to be the larger rougher men there community was known for. 

 

He frequently thought of Bertha and how she could and did easily pick him up not all that long ago. He flashed back to the time he pulled her braid and she picked him up and dumped him in the watering trough in from of the school.  How it would feel to have such a powerful lover, His piece continuing to grow. What there was of it to grow. Not even enough to cross the palm of his small hands. 

 

That was another thing that did not help with his frustration, Tried as he would no matter what he did his little pistol would go off before she was truly satisfied. Weather it helped or hurt it encouraged him to spend more time in the barn just as he is now. His sword in his hand pumping for all it was worth. 

 

But Bertha on his mind and his hand on his cock never let him down or frustrated the partner of his mind.

 

The depression slowly faded as the excitement of what it would be like to have bertha carry him into there home together, Hiding him under her skirts as he performed with his mouth what his man piece could not.  

 

That thought was almost to much he bit his bottom lip letting go of his piece and squeezing his bottom cheeks with all his might. . . He held it. This time he did not go off before he was ready. He briefly wondered why squeezing back there worked like that? Squeezing your cheeks will help prevent you from crossing that line like that.  

 

He he smiled and in a few moments grabbed it again, wondering if they had children if Bertha would Allow him to suckle at her breast after the baby was done .. . he was getting close again. . . 

 

“Stop Stop Stop” He said to himself as he was trying to catch his breath. Releasing himself before he spent.

 

He leaned back thinking to himself about what Bertha would do to him if she was his wife and caught him doing what he is doing right now? Leaning back on his work bench. Would she Scold him? Would she throw him over her knee and paddle him till he cant sit? He chuckled at the picture he painted in his mind. He would take all of that for her. He loved her, and wished everyday he could be with her. 

 

He could stand it no longer, He started to moan her Name,

 

“Oh Bertha, Bertha, Bertha!” he said sing songingly 

 

“Please may I pleasure you! Let me service you my lover. In return may I receive your blessing to spend myself? ?” he said like he was worshiping her in some way.

 

Just before he was able to spend 

“Thats quite enough of that” he herd the voice of High elder Ruben say before he was hit over the head with something. Stars entered his view and he was out cold before he hit the floor.