anna’s Punishment

by anna

 

 

I woke early, feeling extremely uncomfortable. I had peed a river during the night and my nappy did not contain it all. My nightie and bedclothes were both cold and very wet. Looking across at Mummy, she was still sleeping peacefully. I decided to get out of bed, there was no way I would be able to get back to sleep feeling like this anyway.

Carefully I slipped out of the bed, not wanting to disturb Mummy, it was almost but not quite light out yet, and she would not be happy with being disturbed so early. Grabbing my dressing gown I tiptoed out into the living room and quietly close the bedroom door behind me. Looking out the window I could see that snow had fallen on the mountain overnight, which explained the chill that was in the morning air. I decided to turn the heater on, knowing that I would get into trouble for this, but annoyed at my discomfort, and the morning chill was not helping at all.

I went over and sat at my computer to check my emails and take care of anything urgent. After a few minutes I could feel the pee flowing out of me and into the already soaked nappy once more. It began to trickle gently down my thighs, wetting the seat, and beginning to drip onto the carpeted floor below. God this always embarrassed me, the seat forming wet patches, and my nightie getting wetter and wetter by the moment. I opened the bedroom door and peeked inside. Mummy was still fast asleep, and I was in desperate need of a change. I really did not want to wake her, and I certainly did not want to remain in these wet clothes and leaky nappy. I took my chances and crept into the room, grabbing my track suit, before creeping back out again.

Once back in the living room I began to remove my wet clothing and nappy, slipping into the warm dry track suit, and sitting in front of the heater to get warm. After a few minutes I took the wet pile of clothes and nappy into the laundry and threw them into the nappy bucket, before returning to make myself some coffee. I figured I was already in deep trouble, so nothing I did now could possibly make it any worse on me. I felt like crap, and was not at all happy. The knowledge that I was definitely going to be punished when Mummy awoke, just made it worse.

Taking my coffee back to the warmth of the heater I sat and stewed for a while on how fucked up this morning already was, and just how much more fucked up the rest of my day was going to be. A few of my toys were still on the floor where I had left them last night, and I picked up my rubber hammer, and put it in my mouth, hoping that something infantile and simple would soothe me a little. It didn’t. I threw the hammer hard against the wall and it landed with a loud crashing sound. I picked up the other toys and began  throwing them around at the walls also, that felt much better. Now I was pissed at myself, and just wanted to smash things. Not thinking about the noise I was making, nor that it would probably wake Mummy who would now be even less impressed with me than what she was going to be anyway. I stopped and froze when I noticed the bedroom door fling open wide, and Mummy standing there with a look of pure fury in her eyes.

“DON’T SAY ANYTHING AT ALL!!!! JUST GET IN HERE NOW!!!” She seethed as she immediately took the situation in.

I jumped to my feet, more through shock than anything else, and did as I was told. As I walked past her she grabbed my gown and almost tore it away from me, her other hand coming swiftly and firmly down onto my bare buttock. WHACK! The sound was like that of a whip cracking, and the sting that followed, much worse. She pushed me, almost throwing me face down onto the bed, as I stumbled and lost control.

“Stay exactly as you are, you little bitch!” she ordered. Her voice betraying the fury that was raging within her. I lay exactly as I had landed, motionless, apart from the trembling of fear that began to course through me.

Mummy took the wooden paddle firmly in her hands and then began to beat down on my bottom mercilessly. WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! It felt as though it were never going to end as she continued to bring the hard wooden paddle to my bum, which was getting hotter by the second. I screamed in pain as I felt the strikes connect with my tender flesh. After about 20 strokes of the sadistic implement she felt that it had been enough. Reaching across and grabbing me around my side she rolled me over onto my back to reveal my tear soaked eyes and face contorted with pain.

“You, little baby, have broken almost every rule that has been set for you this morning. Who the hell do you think you are?” She almost bellowed at me.

“I, I, I, …..” all I could do was stutter. I wanted to say sorry, to beg for mercy, but nothing would come through my tears and pain.

SLAP! Her hand landed sharply across my face.

“I told you not to say a word. Now shut up, and do not make another sound” Her anger appearing to worsen, and her tone matching the increasing rage.

I tried to stifle my sobs, and to be as silent as I could as I lay there trembling with fear, my bum feeling as though it had been seared with red hot pokers. I watched as she took out the nappies from the stacker on the wall and folded them on the bed beside me. I could not see what else she retrieved from the cupboard, but experience told me that among other things there would be at least one suppository.

She reached for my legs and began to drag me by the ankles, twisting as she pulled so that I was once again flipped onto my tummy. I was now lost as to what was happening as I felt myself being dragged closer and closer to the edge of the bed. Finally she dropped my feet, which hit the floor with a thud, causing me to yelp, only resulting in another reminder to be silent, and a hard whack of her hand across my exposed thighs. I was know half kneeling, half laying across the bed, my bottom raised above the low bed. Mummy moved around behind me and I could feel her hand searching for my tight little rear hole. She began sticking her lubricated finger deep inside, plunging it with severity, then two fingers, and finally three. It hurt as she forced her fingers deep within my tight space, and I held out on the urge to squeal by biting my lip, with each forceful stroke she made. She had never inserted suppositories into me so violently before, and I could not feel the familiar intrusions as I usually would. Finally she withdrew her fingers.

Grabbing me by the hair, she lifted my head so that I was forced to face her. Although she was dragging me in such a way that she forced me to look up at her face, I could not help but notice the huge strap on she was wearing. She had never used this on me before, never even hinted at its existence. This was the first time in my life I had ever seen one close up, and this thing was huge. It must have been at least ten inches long and about six inches across. I thought to myself that this was going to hurt my normally tight pussy, and began to shake once more.

“You want to act like a big girl do you?” She seethed, “Well then, lets see how you like some big girl games then” and she threw my face back down onto the bed before moving around behind me and forcing my thighs apart.

When I felt the strap on forced deeply into my tight bum I realised that she had no intention of pussy fucking me with that thing, and I could not hold back the scream as the pain shot sharply through my entire being. I felt as though I were being torn in two, and her hand landing on my already bruised bum, sent further waves of shock and pain through my already writhing body.

“Shut up I told you” she hissed, “You want to undress yourself and do other big girl things then you can deal with the things big girls do”.

Harder and faster she began to drive the dildo into my butt, the pain increasing with each unfamiliar intrusion into that territory. Her pleasure becoming more and more obvious as she began to moan and, eventually scream, her orgasm increasing in intensity. Surprisingly, through all of the pain I could also feel the stirring in my crotch and the wetness beginning to trickle down my inner thigh. I started pushing back on her to force the intruder deeper within myself. Still hurting, still feeling as though I were being torn in half, yet also highly aroused, and my orgasm building in its intensity until I let out a loud scream when the fireworks exploded in my head and I ejaculated, the stream of cum spreading across my inner thigh. I trembled, but not through pain, through orgasmic pleasure as my clit began to dance in ways I had not known before. I had never ejaculated before this and the feeling was the most intense I had known.

Once she had removed the huge strap on from within me I began to feel the familiar sensation of suppositories being driven home, deep inside. I don’t know how many she was inserting, but it was definitely going to result in a very full nappy. I screamed as she once more forced the strap on deep within me, no warning at all of its approach, driving the suppositories home. Again I felt the firm hand on my buttock reminding me of the demand for silence.

Grabbing me by my hair she pulled me back up onto the bed and positioned my bottom over the waiting nappy. A toddler’s disposable was slipped between my bottom and the cloth layers she had prepared, far thicker than anything she had ever used on me before, before she pulled the lot up and pinned me tightly in. Two pairs of plastic panties followed that, and then she once more dragged my face up to hers by my hair, the pain shooting through me as I felt her almost removing great chunks of hair from my scalp. I resisted the urge to scream, though it were almost impossible to do so.

“You are dressed now little baby, that is all you will wear today, except for one, pretty little extra for your wrists…” she almost smiled as she uttered the last words, then reached down and picked up a pair of manacles attached to a large, wide leather belt. The belt was fitted securely around my waist and each of my wrists placed in the manacles. Once she had locked everything in place my hands were firmly attached by my hips, and there was no freedom of movement for me at all.

Grabbing me by the hair once more, she pulled me from the bed and into the living room. Not being able to use my hands at all, I could do nothing but simply fall to the floor under the force she exerted, my head screaming out in agony as the pain shot clear through me. Still I remained silent. In the living room she prepared a long thing chain, one end of which was locked onto the leather belt around my waist, and the other locked into a ringed that was bolted to the wall.

“You will stay there, where Mummy can be certain you will not disobey her again, until I feel good and ready to do something else with you” She sneered at me.

I was left, completely helpless and alone for a few minutes, until she returned carrying her favoured cat of nine tails, luckily without the metal cleats. This short whip I had felt across my skin many times, and it was not the most pleasant of her punishments. I knew I was going to be in trouble this morning, but had I realised how far she would go I never would have been so stupid.

Mummy helped me to kneel, facing the wall, my bare back exposed and ready for that which I knew would come. SWISH, WHACK!, SWISH WHACK! SWISH, WHACK!, SWISH WHACK! SWISH, WHACK!, SWISH WHACK! SWISH, WHACK!, SWISH WHACK! SWISH, WHACK!, SWISH WHACK! She flailed me with the whip at least fifty times before she was satisfied that there were sufficient welts across my back to ensure that it would be some time before I ever disobeyed here again. I could not help screaming out as I felt the skin being lifted and broken on my back. During this session my bowels had opened and filled my nappy with a huge sludgy mess, that now spread its warmth across my buttocks, causing further stinging where the earlier paddling had broken my skin there.

Once more she grabbed my hair and spun me around, throwing me down to the floor. I was ordered to sit myself up, ensuring the pasty mess in my nappy spread further across my bottom, reaching into all the broken parts of my skin and causing a stinging sensation that simply forced more tears to fall down my cheeks. The uncontrolled sobbing now coming in fits.

I was left alone once more, left to reflect on the incredible pain that wracked my entire body, and the absolute misery I had been reduced to. Chained to the wall, like an animal, my nappy filled with a warm mush, much more than I had ever filled it before, both my back and buttocks stinging like all fury and the pain in my head from where I had been dragged around by my hair causing a throbbing headache that only worsened the intensity of the remaining pain. All I could do was sob, fitfully and continuously. I was completely broken, beaten, and defeated. Humiliated and degraded beyond all imaginings. Praying for an end to the cruel and heartless punishments that seemed to be endless and relentless.

I was left, chained to the wall, for a number of hours. The welts and broken skin across my buttocks constantly being irritated by the mushy mass of my own excrement and urine, generating a stinging pain that increased as time passed. What was far worse though was that my rectal passage had definitely been torn by the massive dildo that Mummy had raped me with, and the pain from this intensified to an almost excruciating state each time that I moved in the slightest. I tried my hardest to remain perfectly still, though my sobbing caused me to fit, and with each jerk fresh pangs of pain shot right through my body.

After what seemed an eternity Mummy returned to the room, standing in front of me and looking down on me with a sense of disgust.

“What a very smelly little baby we have here” she said in a mocking tone, then broke into fits of laughter. I cringed, both in pain, and through the intensity of the humiliation that I felt through her disdain.

She reached down behind me and removed the chain from the ring in the wall, then grabbed my hair once more and dragged me across the room to her work table, attaching the chain to the steel frame there. I screamed once more, not caring now what happened to me, the pain, increasing and becoming so unbearable that I could no longer hold back. Her foot landed firmly in my mid section, knocking the wind out of me and causing me to almost choke as I gasped to regain my breath.

“Get under the table you little smelly, shitty bitch” she exclaimed as her foot landed. I could do nothing but roll, where her foot had directed me, and stop with a jerk as the chain reached its length, bringing further pain to my midsection, and causing me to lose my breath once more. My tears flowed more than they had before, and my skin was becoming saturated through the tears that fell across my body.

She sat in her chair above me, spreading her legs. Her short skirt revealing her nakedness underneath.

“Eat me, slut, and make it fucking good. If you can please me, I will remove your shitty nappy” she ordered as she grabbed my hair again, dragging my face up and into her wet mound.

While she worked above me, I worked my heart out on her dripping pussy, my tongue lashing until it was numb, my fingers tickling her swelling clit. Her hand occasionally dropping to rub my entire face into her dripping fanny. I gave it everything I knew, desperately wanting the release from the biting stings of the wet, messy nappy reacting with my injuries below. I felt her cumming before her moans of pleasure began, and I began to work with a gusto, putting every ounce of my being into ensuring her orgasm would be the best I had ever given her. The screams of pleasure that emanated from above satisfying me that I had achieved what she desired.

After one, long, ecstatic scream of pleasure, she reached down and threw me back to the floor, her panting body, heaving in the seat above me. I prayed and hoped for release, wishing that she would be true to her word. I watched with expectation as she withdrew her chair and released my chains from the table frame. I felt the strong pull on my hair yet again as I was dragged from beneath the table and thrown to my back on the floor. She stood, towering above me, smiling.

“You can do well, when you try, shitty, smelly, little slutty baby” she crowed, and turned to leave the room once more.

Returning momentarily I noticed, with a huge sigh of relief, the changing pad in her hand, which she promptly threw to the floor. I was dragged across and positioned over it, and heaved a huge sigh as I felt the plastic panties being removed, and the nappy pins undone. She pulled the soiled mess away from my bottom and lifted my legs, raising my buttocks into the air. Instead of feeling the refreshing coolness of the usual baby wipe though, all I could feel were her fingers exploring my dirty arse, smearing a lubricant within. I became confuse. I could feel the puttied mess, spread across my butt cheeks, and expected to be cleaned, instead I began to tremble once more, fearing the return of that huge dildo, into my already torn rectum.

I was wrong, and her next move had me even more confused, as once more I was dragged by the hair. We headed for the back door, which she opened, before dragging me across the yard towards the dog kennel. Now my heart started to race, as the fear of what was happening, the sense of not having a clue what would be done to me next coursed through me. I was not allowed to speak, and I simply looked up at her as best I could, terror in my eyes. She began to unlock the kennel gate, and kicked me again, throwing me across the concrete floor and piles of dog shit that smeared it.

Following me inside, she produced more chains, and began to position me on all fours before securing the extra chains both to me and the chain wire enclosure that made the kennel. What the hell was happening now, I thought to myself, though I did not have to wonder long….

“Seems like you enjoyed being fucked, little slutty baby, so lets see how you like giving my puppy a good time. That doggy blood I put in your arse should make him want even a piece of shit like you, shitty arse and all,” she crowed at me, laughing riotously as she spoke.

I could not believe that she would do this, but as she moved to release the dog into the run, and I saw the German Shepherd approaching me, my heart sank, and I sobbed furiously. I felt the cold snout of the dog as it sniffed at my messy bottom, his tongue lashing. The smell of the tincture she had lubricated me with struck him and instinct took over immediately, as I felt his claws digging into my shoulders, his huge, throbbing cock pressing tightly against my arse. I tried to hold my muscles tightly, but the earlier treatment had left me too loose, and I was helpless against the force of the dog now riding my back. His cock forced its way inside, and I felt the knot grow, locking him within me as he began to pump furiously within me.

My degradation was complete, as I looked up tearfully at Mummy, pleading with my eyes to have this humiliation brought to an end. The look of delight that returned my gaze told me in no uncertain terms that there would be no mercy.

“Does baby like playing with puppy? Is my little shitty slutty enjoying her doggy ride?” she chuckled with a sadistic laugh.

I wanted to die, to just stop breathing and end my life right there. Had I been able to reach for a knife I would have happily slit my throat. I was forced to look at the laughing Mummy, as she delighted in the German Shepherd taking his doggy delight inside of my. I could not fall, the chains holding me fast in this position, as I felt the dog begin to spasm, his cum filling me, overflowing from my butt, and flowing in a steady stream down my thighs.

The sight of the dog cumming delighted Mummy even more, and her laugher grew stronger as she watched the warm doggy cum trickling out of me. Puppy released me and fell to the floor of the kennel, panting with satisfaction.

Mummy came to the wire of the kennel, and dropped to my eye level.

“Has baby learned her lesson? Is she ready to tell Mummy how sorry she is, and promise to be a very good baby from now on?” She said, in an sarcastically maternal tone.

I looked back at her through tear soaked and heavily reddened eyes….

“Please Mummy. I am so very sorry for what I did, and I promise to be good. Please let me out of here, PLEASE” I begged, and sobbed fitfully.

The gate opened, and Mummy began to undo the chains that held me tight. I cringed in anticipation as I expected her to drag me by the hair once more, but was surprised as she reached for my hand and gently supported me whilst helping me to stand.

“Alright, my sweet little one, Mummy thinks you have learned your lesson, let’s get our little baby girl cleaned up shall we, and then you can have a nice rest.” Her tone sounding genuinely caring and loving, like the kind and gentle Mummy I had loved. I was relieved. It was finally over.

She helped me across the yard, as I limped from the pain of all that had been done to me throughout the day, disgusted by the feeling of the warm stream of doggy cum that continued to flow from my bum, and down my legs. Despite it all I managed to smile as the relief washed through me and I felt, once more, the gentle, loving support of my Mummy.

She took me inside, where she ran a warm bath and gently washed me all over, before carefully laying me down on the waiting soft cloth nappy and soothingly rubbing lotion across my welted buttocks. As she pinned me into my nappy she smiled and cooed at me. The plastic panties drawn up around my hips ever so carefully, Mummy making sure that she did not cause me any further pain. She then tenderly supported me as she walked me to our bed, and laid me down. Holding the warm bottle of formula, she gently stroked my cheeks as I suckled at what was the best thing I had felt all day.

“Mummy does love you Baby anna, but you know you must be a very good baby for Mummy, don’t you” she cooed as I suckled.

I simply smiled in agreement, and drifted off to sleep, her tender arms still supporting me, as she gently removed the bottle from my lips, and replaced it with my dummy. Bringing the covers up over me, she softly kissed my forehead, before quietly leaving the room, stopping only to look down at her peacefully sleeping baby, and smiling at how wonderful she was when she was good.

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