Prelude

 

Danny and his friends stood in a group in front of the Orange Julius, ogling the girls walking by. “Hey, sexy, come on over here!” Danny cat-called. The attractive young lady walking past gave him a withering look and his friends laughed.

Steve whistled at a trio of teenage girls walking by and called out, “Mm, baby, let's go have some fun!” Danny laughed and echoed his friend, “Oh, yeah, babygirl, we could have lots of fun!” He punctuated his leering with a pelvic thrust. And suddenly felt a hand clap down on his shoulder.

“Daniel! What on earth are you doing, young man?” His step-mother's face hovered inches from his, and her beautiful brown eyes were burning with rage.

The 18 year old boy looked up at her and felt himself blush. “Oh, Debra, I'm just hanging out with my friends.”

“Ooo, Danny's mommy isn't happy!” laughed Greg.

“Danny-boy's in big trouble now!” mocked Steve. Danny felt himself blush more and tried to put on a cool face.

“Get your buns to the car, Daniel, we're going home. I won't have you acting so disrespectfully to women!” Even though she was only 7 years older than her step-son, Debra was clearly expecting to be obeyed, and promptly.

“No!” Danny pulled himself from Debra's grasp. “I'm not ready to go home yet. Leave me alone, Debra. I don't have to listen to you.”

“Oooo,” chorused the other boys, laughing. Greg was openly leering at Debra's abundant chest.

Without hesitation, Debra took hold of Danny's ear. “Have it your way then, young man.” Debra swiftly marched her short and slim step-son over to a bench in the middle of the mall walkway. Before Danny could react, she was sitting on the bench and pulling him down over her lap. The next thing Danny knew, he was over his beautiful step-mother's lap, and her knee was pressing his bottom up into the air. Then, he heard, and felt, a solid THWACK to his jean-covered rear. Then another, and another. THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! He felt his face turning red and hot and heard his friends laughing, as well as the girls he'd been ogling. He could also hear Debra's voice, “I won't abide a step-son who acts as though women were mere sex objects. This kind of behavior is not to be tolerated. If you act like a spoiled child, I can certainly treat you like one!”

Danny twisted and tried to pull himself free, but then felt his jeans yanked down to his knees. Suddenly, everyone could see his underwear, and a fresh wave of laughter burst out. As it creshendoed, Danny realized to his horror that he had indulged his whimsy that morning and put on a pair of his step-mother's pink silk panties.

“What is this, Daniel? Stealing my panties again? Oh, little boy, we are going to have a very, very long talk about this at home, with the hairbrush!” And suddenly Danny felt himself pushed to his feet, his jeans still down about his knees, and Debra's hand holding his and swiftly walking him through the crowded mall.

“Good-bye, Danielle!” called Steve, laughing uproariously. “We'll be sure to see you at school tomorrow!”

 

Chapter One:

Debra marched her panty-clad step-son out of the mall and to her car. Danny's thoughts and feelings were racing so that he couldn't think, he just knew he'd been humiliated beyond belief, and that things were likely to get worse before they got better. He walked along with his step-mother on auto-pilot and mutely buckled himself into the car. They were halfway home before he could work out what was happening. His step-mother, young and beautiful and only married to his widowed father for a few weeks, had spanked him in the mall, pulled down his jeans, and everyone had seen that he was wearing panties! His friends were going to make sure everyone at Theodore Roosevelt High School knew about it the next day, and his last few weeks at the school were going to be torture. Plus, hadn't Debra said something about a hairbrush at home? Danny squirmed uncomfortably and looked up at his step-mother.

“Ok, right, joke's over, right? I'm sorry I was ogling those girls, but you've embarrassed me more than enough,” he began.

“Shut up, Daniel.” Debra's voice was cold as ice. “I am very disappointed in you and we are a long way from through with dealing with this behavior. When we get home, you are going to your room to do some thinking while I talk with your father. Then, we are going to have a very long talk about your obnoxious behavior and your vile little friends.”

“I'm too old for this kind of thing, Debra, and --”

“I do believe that you should call me Mother when I am discipling you, Daniel,” Debra interrupted smoothly. “Unless you want to be in even more trouble than you already are.” Somehow that cold, strict voice made Danny feel very small and that obeying was his best bet. He nodded numbly and mumbled, “Yes, Mother.”

“Good boy.” Debra pulled the car into the driveway and turned off the engine. “Straight to your room, Daniel, and stand in the corner. I will be in shortly, and if you aren't in the corner, you will be very sorry.” Without a word, Danny stumbled from the car and up to his room, where he stood in the corner, his jeans still around his knees. To his astonishment, he  soon overheard Debra scolding his father in their bedroom.

 

Chapter 2:

Upon walking into the house, Debra sought out her new husband, and began lecturing him immediately. “James, I don't know what you've been thinking, or how you've been raising that boy, but it stops now. He is a disrespectful, mouthy, obnoxious jackass, and he'll end up in jail for rape if something isn't done, and done now. I will accept no excuses. You have been a very bad father, and it's your fault that Danny needs so much correction this late in the game. You will have to be punished, James.”

James, who had been quietly reading a newspaper, looked at his wife with alarm. He was still getting used to his new wife's punishments when he did something wrong, and he had not anticipated that his son's unruly behavior would get him in trouble. But the look in Debra's brown eyes allowed no excuses or argument. James slowly stood up and followed his wife into their bedroom.

“Strip, James. That boy has no sense of how to treat women decently. He is disobedient. He thinks that girls should be his sex toys. He has no sense of property, James, he stole my panties and is wearing them! How did you raise such a nancy-boy? Did you ever discipline him at all, James? No, I don't think you did. Bring me the belt, James. You have really messed up, and you will be punished. And every time that I have to punish your son, I will punish you as well, little boy. That should get you interested in his behavior! Bend over the bed, James, and spread your legs.”

Without a single word, the 6 foot, 4 inch tall, strong former Marine bent over the bed and spread his legs. Debra took his thick leather belt and began to beat his bare butt with it. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! The belt landed on Jame's backside, then lower, wrapping around his thighs. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! The stoic man jumped and whimpered and at last began to cry as his wife rained the blows down on his naked flesh. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! Every blow was heard by Danny in his room in the corner, and he trembled. He also felt himself growing very hard. He had no way of knowing that his father was also very hard as he was being punished as well.

“Now, James, stand in the corner. I have to deal with your son.” James mumbled something that Danny couldn't hear, but he did hear Debra's response. “No, you may NOT touch it! You are being punished, not rewarded. And for that...” There were some strange noises that Danny did not recognize as his father was locked into a chastity device. Then, Danny heard his step-mother's footsteps as she approached his room.

 

Chapter 3:

 

“Daniel!” Debra's voice was completely aghast, and at that moment Danny realized that he'd begun at some point to fondle himself through his step-mother's pink panties. He dropped his hands to his sides and felt his face inflame with embarrassment. “You disgusting little pervert! What on earth is the matter with you? Were you turned on by your father's punishment? You sick little bastard!” Debra scolded furiously, but inside, she was laughing. How had she gotten so lucky, two submissive little sluts all hers to control and use and train. Oh, what fun and joy, how smart she had been to marry the former Marine slavetoy, and now his son was going to be her toy as well. Oh, the humiliations she could exert on that boy... particularly since she was a substitute teacher at his school...

“Daniel, you are a little slut. Do you hear me? What are you?”

Daniel shivered, feeling himself grow even harder, and panted out, “A little slut. I'm a little slut, Debra.”

Debra brought her hand crashing down on the teenager's cheek. “I told you that when I am disciplining you you call me Mother. Obviously that is too hard to remember, so we'll make it simpler. You will call me Mommy at all times.”

Danny nodded, his hand to his slapped cheek. But, how could call someone who turned him on so desperately, “Mommy”? It was a complete and total humiliation, but he did not yet realize that Debra was humiliating him intentionally, and getting completely turned on in the process. “Yes, M.. M.. Mommy.”

Debra took hold of the boy's hard cock through her own panties. “And what is this?”

“It's my cock, Mommy,” Danny whispered, acutely embarrassed, willing himself not to cum from her touch.

“Oh, I don't think so. Boys have cocks, and boys don't wear panties. You must be a little slut girl, what was it Steve called you? Danielle? Yes. And Danielle, slutty girls don't have cocks. They have clits. So what is this?” Debra pressed her thighs together tightly, knowing that she could touch herself and the slut would never notice, but wanting to maintain rigorous control.

“It's... it's my.. um... clit... Mommy.” Danny whispered, more humiliated than ever. Desperately, he wanted to rebel, to stop this sick game, but equally desperately, he wanted his step-mother to touch him, rub him, lick him, suck him, to bring him to orgasm, and he would endure any humiliation for that chance.

Debra nodded in approval, and then abruptly bent her newest toy over the bed. She bared his backside and swiftly paddled him with a thick oak hairbrush. After 50 or 60 swats with the brush, she caged the bawling boy's cock in a chastity device and ordered him to bed for the night. “You'll be getting up early, Danielle, much to do to get ready before school in the morning,” Debra warned Danny. Then, she left the bewildered, humiliated, and horny 18 year old in his bed to try and make sense of his life and what would happen next.

 

Of course, it wasn't long before Danny heard his step-mother back in the bedroom with his father. He could hear James protesting, “Please, Miss Debra, I'll lick your pretty honeypot, please, please, not the strap-on, please, Miss Debra.” And then he heard Debra's sweet voice, “On your hands and knees, now that's my pretty whore.” And  soon Danny fell asleep to the feeling of his throbbing ass and aching “clit” and sound of his beautiful step-mother fucking his father's asshole brutally as the former Marine wept and begged for mercy.

Naughty Boy Danny, chapter 4

 

Recap:

Danny is an obnoxious 18 year old, who is learning to regret his misbehavior due to the painful and humiliating attentions of his 25 year old step-mother, Debra. Debra also keeps Danny's father James in line. It just so happens that when Debra spanked Danny publicly in the mall, he was wearing her panties, and all his friends saw them. It also just so happens that Debra is a substitute teacher at Danny's high school.

 

Chapter 4:

Danny awoke Monday morning sore and confused. His ass hurt and something seemed to be obstructing his cock. Suddenly he remembered the day before, being spanked and humiliated by his step-mother, and then locked in a cock-cage. He fumbled ineffectively with the cock cage, and then stumbled to his feet. Deeply humiliated, he walked to his father and step-mother's bedroom to ask Debra to remove the cage. He knocked on the door, and heard Debra's voice sweetly call, “Come in!”

 

He entered the room, glad to see his father was nowhere around. It would have been beyond humiliating to see his father after he had heard Debra fuck his father up the ass the night before. Danny walked up to the side of the bed where Debra lay stretched out on her side, looking so sexy. His cock tried to grow but couldn't inside the cage. Swallowing hard, Danny spoke, “Um, Debra, um, I can't wear this thing on my cock to school and um.. you need to take it off me.”

 

Debra looked at her step-son with hard, cold eyes. “You just made several mistakes there, missy. First of all, what do you call me?”

 

Danny looked at his step-mother with wide eyes. “I.. I thought.. I mean, you can't mean... I...”

 

Debra slapped Danny's face sharply. “I didn't ask you to babble like a stupid person. I asked you what you are supposed to call me, cunt.”

 

Danny rocked at the slap and gasped. He guessed that only by playing along would his cruel step-mother take this thing off him before he went to school. Taking a deep breath, he replied, “I'm sorry, Mommy. I'm supposed to call you Mommy.”

 

“That's right. And what is that thing you have between your legs?” Debra asked coolly, trailing one long finger nail down Danny's inner thigh, making him twitch unknowingly.

 

“M.. M.. My clit, Mommy,” Danny whispered, deeply ashamed. He didn't want to say these humiliating things. But he couldn't go to school with this thing on his dick either!

 

“And your third mistake was trying to tell me what I need to do, cunt. Now, maybe, just maybe, if you get on your pretty little knees and beg really really nicely, I'll take the cage off your nasty clitty.” Debra was laughing inside, watching her plans for Danny fall into place.

 

Danny looked around himself helplessly and dropped to his knees. “Please, please, oh, please, please, Mommy, take this horrible thing off my nasty clitty. Please, Mommy, I don't want to go to school like this.”

 

Smiling, Debra sat up in the bed. She reached down into the cleavage of her sheer pink teddy and produced a key. She unlocked the padlock that was keeping him captive and removed the “clit” cage. As Danny sighed with relief, she took his arm and tugged him rapidly down over her lap. “I was hoping I wouldn't have to punish you again so soon, little girl, but it seems you don't learn easily!” Debra began to spank Danny's bare bottom sharply and steadily with her strong hand.

 

“Ouch! De-- Mommy, stopppp! Ouch! Ouch! Stopppp! I'm sorry, Mommy! I'm sorry! I'll be a good bo-- girl! Ouch! Mommy! Mommy, please, stop!” Danny wriggled and twisted, trying to escape the firm spanks that were landing on his bottom. The bruises from last night's spanking flared with the renewal of the fire to his backside. Debra did not let up, merely pausing to reach her thick hairbrush and then bringing that down on his bottom instead of her hand. Crack! Splat! Smack! Over and over, the heavy brush found its target, and soon Danny was crying and sobbing uncontrollably. As he wailed, Debra smiled to herself. Then, she let him up from her lap.

 

“Let's get you dressed, or you'll be late for school, and you don't want to be in trouble for being late to school,” she directed. She led her still-sobbing step-son to her closet as he rubbed his bottom. She pulled a ruffly lavender skirt and sheer lavender blouse from the closet, then led her step-son to the dresser, where she selected a black satin bra and a lacey black thong. “Get dressed,” she ordered.

 

Danny stared at the clothes, uncomprehendingly. He looked up at his step-mother, then at the brush in her hand. Trembling, he reached for the panties and pulled them up over his legs. He looked at his step-mother again and then struggled into the bra. He fumbled for a moment, then Debra helped him with the hooks on the back of the bra. He smiled a bit to himself. He liked the feeling of the panties and bra. But he couldn't imagine going to school in a skirt and blouse! One more glance at that brush, though, and he was buttoning up the blouse and then pulling on the skirt. His backside felt extremely exposed because the panties were a thong and didn't cover him a bit. A stiff breeze would show everyone in school his very well-spanked tush. He blushed at the thought, then realized he was getting hard again. What was wrong with him?

 

“Now, then, little miss Danielle, I expect you to go straight to school and come straight home after school. Now lolly-gagging, do I make myself clear?” Debra asked sternly. Danny nodded dumbly. The next thing he knew, he was out the door and walking to school.

 

 

Chapter 5:

As he walked to his high school, he passed a group of junior high school boys. They were mini-jocks, already into football and basketball and wrestling. They laughed when they saw him. One of them was his friend Steve's little brother, Chris.

 

“Hey, guys! That's my brother's pansy friend! Steve says this pansy wears panties, and I guess he was right! Hey, pansy, you wanna suck my cock?” taunted the 13 year old.

 

Another boy joined in. “Hey, FAG! Chris is talkin' to you! What's the matter, cocksucker, already drank enough cum for breakfast and you aren't thirsty anymore?”

 

The younger boys laughed as Danny tried to think of something to say. “Shut up!” he yelled, finally. “It's not my idea, ya know! Mommy – I mean, my stupid step-mother is making me dress like this!”

 

“Oooo, the pansy's Mommy helps him dress. I hear she spanks your ittle tushy if you're a naughty little boy, too, pansy! Did she spank your ittle tushy last night wif her great big hairbrush, baby pansy?” Chris continued taunting.

 

Danny's face turned very red and he reached down and picked up a rock. “Shut up or I'll make you shut up, brat!”

 

“Ooo, I'm so scared of you, queer!” laughed one of the other boys. In a fury, Danny chucked the rock at the boy. It fell harmlessly to one side, and then Danny heard something that turned his blood cold. He heard Debra calling out his feminized name.

 

“Danielle! What in the world are you doing, picking on those poor little boys?”

 

The younger boys laughed, nudging one another. “This should be good,” one whispered, and the others nodded.

 

Debra ran up to Danny, who was staring at her in a panic. Without hesitation, Debra had one leg out in front of her, bent at the knee, and Danny was thrust over it. She flipped up his skirt and began to spank his exposed butt right there in the street in front of the junior high boys. They could clearly see the marks on his bottom from his previous spankings. As they watched, laughing, Debra rapidly spanked Danny's bottom bright red, again. Danny was howling and crying almost immediately, his bottom still sore from his previous spanking. “Mommyyyy stop! It hurtssss! You're embarrassing me! Mommyyy! Stopppp!” The younger boys began to mock him.

 

“Mommyyyy! Mommyyyy! Owwwieeee!” they cried out in baby voices. They laughed harder and harder. Finally, Debra uprighted her naughty step-son.

 

“Go on to school, boys, you don't want to be late,” she told the youngsters, and they headed off to school, laughing the whole way. “As for you, you can't even get to school without getting into trouble! Well, I'll just have to walk you there myself!” And with that, Debra took Danny's hand as though her were a small child of 5 or 6. She walked him all the way to school and into his first period class that way. Then, she stage-whispered to him to behave or else, and was out the door.

 

Chapter 6:

Danny was mocked, humiliated, taunted, teased, and worst of all, pinched and groped all day long by his classmates, male and female. Everyone had heard about his spanking at the mall, and somehow, word got out about his spanking on the way to school, as well. In the halls between each class, someone would yank up his skirt to get a good look at the marks on his backside. By the time between 5^th and 6^th period, every time his skirt was yanked up, someone would smack his exposed bottom. Everyone laughed, and for some reason, the teachers seemed uninterested in doing anything about it. Of course, Danny had smarted off to every single authority figure in the building at some time or another, so maybe that wasn't quite such a mystery.

 

The worst part of Danny's day was final period. He walked into the classroom, and stopped dead in his tracks. There at the teacher's desk sat Debra. She was substituting for his regular English teacher! Danny felt like he might throw up. He came in and took his seat. All the other students started giggling and whispering to one another, pointing to Debra and Danny. To Danny astonishment, he found himself getting hard again. Actually, he had been semi-hard most of the day, and he wasn't even sure why.

 

“Well, class, shall we begin? I-- Class, what is all this noise about? Quiet!” Debra began. The class did not quiet, but tittered and giggled and whispered more. Debra smiled to herself and spoke again. “I said quiet! What is causing all this disturbance and distraction in my classroom?”

 

A cute girl who Danny had had a crush on for years (and therefore had whistled at in the hallways, pinched on the tush during an assembly, and called derogatory names often) raised her hand. “The distraction is Danny, ma'am.” The other students giggled in agreement.

 

“I see. Danielle, stand up, please, and go to the front of the room.” Danny stood slowly, already embarrassed, and walked to the front of the room. “Now, I want you to write on the board, 'I will not distract my classmates.' I want you to write that a hundred times. You may begin.”

 

Danny was fuming inside. This wasn't his fault, it was hers! Still, what would happen if he refused to obey? He didn't think he wanted to find out, so he began to write on the chalk board. He had to write above several sentences that Debra had already written on the board for the class lesson, so he had to stretch to reach higher on the board. As he stretched, his skirt exposed the tops of his thighs and the spanking markings there. The class began to laugh even harder.

 

“Danielle! Are you still distracting my class? That will be detention after school for you!” Debra chided. “Now, keep writing.”

 

Furious, turning redder and redder, Danny kept writing the stupid sentence over and over. His classmates laughed even harder, and when one threw a spitball at him, Danny turned around and threw an eraser back. For the second time that day, Danny's temper was his undoing.

 

Quick as a flash, Debra was at the front of the room with a chair. She sat on the chair and tugged Danny over her lap. Up went the skirt, and Debra explained to the class, “School policy is that a student may be spanked if conventional methods of discipline have failed and there is permission from the students' parent or guardian. Since I am this child's parent, there is certainly permission granted.” With that, she brought her teacher's yardstick down across Danny's exposed tush. Crack! Snap! Whack! Snap! Crack! The yardstick fell across Danny's bottom and thighs repeatedly. His classmates were laughing harder than ever, cat-calling and taunting as Danny got his third spanking of the day from his step-mother. He wept and sobbed and begged “Mommy” to stop and let him be. Crack! Snap! Smack! On and on went the spanking, until the yardstick itself snapped. Then, Danny was put in the corner for the remainder of the period.

 

After class, Danny was kept behind by Debra for his detention. He finished writing the stupid sentence one hundred times. After Debra finished making her notes to the teacher she was substituting for, she took Danny by the hand. “Time to go home, Danny.”

 

Chapter 7:

Danny thought that surely things would get better once he got home. But he was still learning about the inherent unfairness of his step-mother's cruel system. As soon as they entered the house, Debra turned to him.

 

“I believe I told you to be home right after school, Danielle! And you are late!”

 

“But.. but.. you gave me a detention, Mommy,” Danny replied, mumbling the last word of the sentence. Smack! He felt her hand strike his bottom.

 

“Do not make excuses, young lady. I told you to be home, and you weren't home. Now, you will have to be punished again! Now, go upstairs and bring me your father's belt!”

 

Completely aghast, Danny stumbled up the stairs to his parents' room. He took his father's belt from its hook and stared at it. It had thick, metal studs in three rows all up and down the thick leather. He couldn't believe she wanted to spank him with that. Spank him? Hell, this would be a real beating. And wasn't that against the law or something? Yes, he was pretty sure it was. He stood there a long time, holding the belt. Eventually, he heard Debra walking up behind him.

 

“I was thinking, Debra.” he said deliberately. “It's illegal for you to beat me. You'd go to jail.”

 

Debra stepped in front of him and moved her hand dismissively. “If you live under my roof, you'll obey my rules and submit to my punishments, Danielle. If you don't choose to do that, go ahead and live on the streets. But you'll take nothing with you... but the clothes on your back. Do you want to raped by a pimp and then forced to turn tricks for him?”

 

Danny blanched. He hadn't thought things through, apparently. He had no where to go. None of his friends were his friends anymore, and he would end up on the street. And dressed like this, he probably would be forced into a life as a whore. Hanging his head submissively, Danny handed the belt over to Danielle.

 

Debra took the belt and bent her step-son over the bed. She made him hold up his own skirt and proceeded to land 40 strokes with the belt on his backside and thighs, all the way down to his knees. He howled and jumped and begged and cried, but Debra knew no mercy. After he had been thoroughly punished for being home late from school, Debra announced he would be punished for failing to call her Mommy again.

 

“You just can't get yourself into the proper frame of mind, cunt. Strip entirely, then lay down on the bed on your back,” she commanded. His ass on fire, Danny didn't dare disobey, and lay down as instructed. Debra slid an adult diaper under his tush and proceeded to powder his “clit” and his backside before pulling the diaper up between his legs and fastening it. Danny was wearing a diaper.

 

“Now then, until you properly learn to call me Mommy, you will be wearing these diapers. And you will not be allowed to use the potty without permission from either your father or I. At school, you'll just have to wait it out.”

 

School? She expected him to wear Pampers to school? Was she crazy? Well, obviously she was crazy, but this was ridiculous. He opened his mouth to say all this, but then wondered what else she would do to him, and remained silent. No way would Dad let her get away this. No way... right?

 

At that moment, James arrived home from work. He walked into his bedroom and saw his son sitting on the bed in a diaper, his face wet with tears. James looked at his gorgeous wife, then at his son again. Then, he looked at Debra again.

 

“James, Danny has been very very very naughty, all day long. He has received no fewer than 4 spankings, and now he is in a diaper until he can learn to properly respect me and my authority over him. What did I tell you would happen if Danny was naughty?”

 

James turned pale, then looked at his son with a great deal of fury in his eyes. “You said I would be punished, Ma'am,” James said softly, but clearly. He looked like he would like to give his son a licking as well. Danny didn't know whether to be more ashamed or somewhat amused.

 

“That's right, James. Now you have 4 punishments coming tonight. Strip.” Debra ordered her former-Marine husband. James looked at Danny. “Danny, you may go do your homework, but remember, no potty without permission from your father or me.” Debra continued without looking at Danny. Wordlessly, Danny left the room and went to watch TV, because, as usual, he hadn't brought any homework home with him.

 

James stripped out of his suit and tie from work, and out of the frilly pink panties that Debra made him wear under his clothes. He bent over at her command, and she thrust a slightly lubed, medium-sized plug into his ass. She started it vibrating, while James squirmed uncomfortably. He did not enjoy anything going up his ass, not even a little bit. He remained bent over, whimpering quietly. Without a word, Debra began to cane his filled ass with a bamboo cane. Swish, snap, swish, snap. James bolted upright and screamed after the first two very quick strokes caught him in the tender spot where his thighs began. He bounced back down into position even as the next stroke caught him across the meatiest part of his backside. Howling with pain, he withstood a dozen lashes with the cane before Debra allowed him to stand. As she did, she turned up the speed on the vibrating plug in his ass.

 

“That, you filthy cunt, was just one punishment. You have four to go. And I believe I hear the television set on, which means your pathetic excuse for a son isn't doing as I told him, and you will have to have yet another punishment. You stupid, ugly little toad. Why couldn't you teach that sissy some basic manners and decency? Is it because you have none? All that yes sir, no sir, in the Marines, and your own son is a backtalking, sex-crazed BRAT.” Debra lectured her husband, knowing that he would sweat with fear, wondering what she had in store for him next. Debra loved this, having two men to abuse, humiliate, punish, and dominate. It was all her fondest wishes and craziest fantasies fulfilled.

 

She made James stand in the center of the bedroom, and then put alligator clips on his nipples, the underside of his dick, and on his balls. Then she connected the clamps with a chain, which she pulled on. James screamed, and she laughed. She took her time, pulling on the chain, flicking the individual clips with her fingers and then with a small penis whip, then pulling some more. After 45 minutes, she grew bored and released James from the alligator clamps. He howled as the blood flowed back into his sore nipples, cock, and balls. She laughed, and turned the vibrating plug up even higher. Just as she was moving on to James' next punishment, there was a knock on the door.

 

A red-faced Danny stood at the door. “Um.. Mommy.. Dad... can I go potty please?” He was dancing, clearly having put this moment off as long as he could. He had heard his father's howls, screams, and pleading and hadn't wanted to interrupt. When he heard quiet, he took his chance to knock on the door. He did not look at his father.

 

Debra smiled sweetly and looked at James. “James, should we let Danny use the big boy potty? Or should he potty in his diaper?”

 

James looked at his son, the reason he had 3 punishments to go himself, standing there in a ridiculous diaper. Angry and humiliated, he snapped, “Let the brat piss himself, shit himself I don't care.”

 

“You heard your father, Danny. You'll just have to wee-wee in your diaper. Go ahead, right here, right now. Potty in your diaper, little Danny.”

 

Danny didn't want to, but he could barely hold it in any longer. With a look to his father of utter betrayal, he let go a stream of urine in his diaper. He began to cry like a wet baby as he soiled himself shamefully.

 

“Danny, have you done your homework?” Debra asked sweetly, as he sobbed with shame. Danny shook his head no.

 

“I didn't bring any home,” he mumbled. Suddenly, he knew he was about to be punished again.

 

“Well, you naughty little boy. Then you can stay in that filthy diaper until morning, when I might change you, if you can behave that long. And you will not have permission to use the potty all night, either.” Debra chuckled out loud at the look on Danny's face. Then she sent him away.

 

“Four punishments left now, James, but since you actually punished your son, we'll bring it down to 3 left,” she cooed to her husband.

 

“Oh, thank you, thank you, Miss Debra, for your generosity and kindness! Oh, thank you, Ma'am,” James said, with utmost sincerity. “Thank you, Ma'am, thank you, thank you, thank you...”

 

Debra continued punishing James, late into the night, beating him with his thick leather belt on his ass, thighs, shoulders, cock, and balls for a long time. After that, she stretched his balls with weights for a while. And finally, she took the plug out of his ass and made him beg her to fuck him with her largest, meanest strap-on. She made him get down on all fours and plead with her to fuck him harder than he'd even been fucked by her to make up for his awful parenting. He sobbed as he begged, because he hated to be fucked, hated it with all his heart, but he had no choice but to beg her to do the thing he hated more than anything else she did to him. Finally, she was satisfied with his begging and fucked the hell out of him, calling him a worthless faggot and a queer and a horny little bitchboy. All the while he cried, forced to beg her to fuck him harder, faster. She fucked him hard and fast, and forced him all the way to the ground where she ground him against the floor painfully.

 

And as she fucked her helpless husband's “pansy pussy,” Danny was laying in bed in the next room over, hearing everything, and unable to prevent himself from shamefully reaching into his diaper to play with himself as he lay in his own old (and newer) piss.

Danny's a Naughty Boy, Chapter 9

 

Recap: Danny just can't seem to get used to calling his step-mother Debra, Mommy. As a result, he has been put in a diaper until he can learn respect. Also, he was spanked 4 times when last we saw him, including once in front of a group of younger boys and once in front of his classmates at school. Unfortunately for Danny's father, James, when Danny is punished, Debra then punishes James as well.

 

Chapter 9:

 

Tuesday morning, Danny awoke wearing a filthy, disgusting used diaper. Feeling more humiliated than ever, he went to his father and step-mother's room to beg to be changed before school. When he knocked on the door, he was stunned to hear his father's gruff voice. “Come in.”

 

Blushing hotly, Danny crept into the room. He could not look at his father, because he had heard how Debra had beaten him the night before, then made him beg to be fucked up the ass. His eyes on the ground, Danny mumbled, “I, uh, just, um, wanted to uh, ask, um, Mommy if I could, um, if she um, if my diap.. diaper could be changed.”

 

“Sir.” That voice was Debra's, and it was commanding. Danny looked up at Debra, uncomprehendingly. “Sir,” she repeated. “You will refer to your father as Sir. I know he's a worthless piece of shit, but he's your father, and you must show him respect.”

 

“Yes, Mommy,” Danny whispered, his face red. At least he wasn't expected to call his father “Daddy.” Although, if he forgot to call him Sir, he probably would have to call him Daddy. Danny forced his brain to remember this, Sir and Mommy.

 

“Have you been a good little girl, Danielle?” Debra asked, looking her step-son over, wondering when she would deflower him and wondering if she would make James watch or just hear it happen. Oh, such lovely possibilities...

 

“I.. um, I think so, Mommy,” Danny looked at Debra with hope in his eyes. He couldn't imagine going to school in this dirty, disgusting diaper. She couldn't possibly  make him do that.

 

“Lay down on the floor on your back,” Debra ordered him. He complied immediately, and she unfastened his diaper. “Ugh, disgusting! James, look at this! Look at what your son did!” Taking the diaper, she waved it in front of her husband's face. “This is cum, James! Your sick freak of a son jerked himself off and came in his diaper!”

 

Danny froze. Oh, Lord, not more trouble. Oh, please, God, what was she going to do to him now?

 

James looked at the diaper, trying not to gag. “I.. um.. yes, Miss Debra, he is a sick freak and he should be punished.”

 

In a fury, Debra took the diaper to the trash. As she exited the room she told James that she expected him to start taking care of the situation. When she reached the garage, where the trash bins were, she threw out the diaper and laughed. Oh, this could not be going any better. She allowed herself a few moments to reach under her short robe and rub her clit with her right index finger. Moaning softly, she sucked her finger clean and re-entered the house. She paused long enough to call Danny in sick to school, then began to climb the stairs back up to the bedroom. Halfway up the stairs, she heard the sound of belt striking flesh, and she smiled, pleased.

 

Chapter 10

 

While Debra was out of the room disposing of the diaper, James hauled his short, skinny son off the floor and proceeded to tie him, spread eagle, face down on the bed. Danny kicked and tried to fight, but his father was much larger than him and soon enough had him bound tightly with the same nylon ropes that Debra used to tie him down. He then took his thick leather belt with the metal studs and began to lash his son across the shoulders, ass, and thighs. He struck forcefully, angrily.

 

“You stupid little prick! You think I want to get beaten and fucked for your shitty little games? Huh? You think I'm gonna let you get me into trouble, you freaky little bastard? Cumming in a diaper, what kind of pervert shit is that? You get off on piss? You nasty little shit,” James growled, slamming the belt into his son again and again. The boy began to weep and plead and beg almost immediately.

 

Debra came into the room after the first few blows, but neither of the males noticed. She stood and watched as her submissive slut of a husband tore into her submissive slut of a step-son. She felt her pussy tingling as she imagined the day when she have Danny blister James with the belt or a paddle... The big man crying as the boy spanked him and cussed him out. Oh, what fun that would be. This, of course, was a great deal of fun itself. After watching James beat Danny for several minutes, Debra cleared her throat. James immediately stopped what he was doing and looked to his wife. She gestured for him to set the belt down, and he did.

 

“Good boy, James. You punished Danny well, so you will not be punished for his infraction. Now, kneel in the corner and wait for me.” With that, Debra untied Danny from the bed and ordered him to his room for a “slut talk.”

 

Danny moved slowly, the pain in his shoulders, thighs, and ass making it difficult for him to even stand. Debra led him to his bed and ordered him to get up on the bed on all fours. She then spent several minutes tracing the welts on his shoulders. Danny wept quietly while she hummed a happy little tune. Then, after staying in that position for what seemed like ages, Debra stepped back away from him. “Do not move,” she hissed, and she left the room.

 

Danny stayed in on his hands and knees, naked, and frightened. What was going to happen when Debra came back into the room? Was she going to beat him some more? He didn't think he could take another beating without passing out. Still, he was hard as a rock...

 

 

Chapter 11:

 

Debra walked back into her bedroom and ordered James to watch her. As he watched silently on his knees, she got out her strap-on harness and a vibrating double-sided dildo. She attached the dildo to the harness, and put the harness on. James paled, not wanting to be fucked yet again. He looked at her pleadingly.

 

“Lube me, boy,” she ordered, and James obediently opened his mouth. She swiftly filled his mouth with her cock and began to forcefully fuck his face. He whimpered and tears formed in his eyes as she roughly used his mouth. He used as much spit as he could, because he did not want her to enter him dryly. He was astounded when she pulled out of his mouth and walked out of the room.

 

Chapter 12:

 

Debra returned to Danny's room. He was facing away from the door and did not see her enter. She stepped up behind him and spoke coldly. “Now, you nasty little slut bitch, I'm going to show you exactly what happens to sluts. I'm going to show you just what happens to little sissy sluts like you. And you'll probably like it, faggot.” She grasped his hips and began to press the head of her cock into his asshole.

 

He was startled and bucked and tried to get away. She leaned in close to his ear and hissed, “Do I have to get your father in here to hold you down?” Shocked, Danny stopped fighting. He couldn't imagine anything more horrible than his father holding him down while his step-mother raped his virgin ass. She continued to press into his “sissy cunt,” and all he could do was whimper and plead.

 

“Please, De-- please, Mommy, please, don't, no, please, no, no, please, no, please, please, please,” he begged.

 

She laughed, forcing the cock all the way up inside him. “Oh, but look how hard your little clitty is, Danielle. You like being Mommy's little cockslut, don't you?”

 

“Nooo, Mommy, please, I don't like it, it hurts, I don't like it, please, take it out, please, Mommy, please.”

 

She moaned softly, enjoying his pleas, and then began to pull out slowly. When she was nearly all the way out, she pushed her way back in, faster and harder this time. Danny gasped and began to cry. She held his hips firmly and continued to rape his sissy cunt. “Oh, you're such a good little whore for Mommy. Yes, Mommy loves to fuck your sissy pussy. And I know you love the feel of Mommy's cock in your twat, don't you, bitch?”

 

Danny shook his head back and forth, desperate for her to remove that thing from inside him. Yes, he was hard, yes, he was harder than he'd ever been, yes, he was about to explode everywhere, but he didn't want this, didn't want her inside him, didn't want to be a fag, didn't want to be a sissy. He cried and pleaded and begged, but she just fucked him harder.

 

He cried more loudly and she hissed in his ear, “That's it, let Sir hear you cry while I fuck you, let him hear what a good little fuck you are... Like father like son, hmmm? Two fucking sissy boys, two fucking faggot bitches, two sluts for Mommy to use just as I please, and you both love it. Oh, yes, you both love to be fucked by Mommy. Did you hear Sir begging for it last night? Hmm? I bet you did. I bet that's why you touched your dirty clitty last night, because you were imagining that it was you that Mommy was fucking so hard. Hmm? Was that it, my little cunt-toy?”

 

Humiliated, afraid, and vulnerable, Danny nodded and babbled, “Yes, Mommy, yes Mommy, I touched myself thinking of you fucking me, just like Sir.”

 

“Then say it, just like he did, slut. Say the words.”

 

And Danny, without knowing why or whether he meant it or not, just knowing that he was hard and he could feel everything building inside and that he had to obey, called out loudly, “Harder, Mommy! Faster! Please, Mommy, fuck me harder and faster! Please, Mommy, fuck me harder than you ever fucked Sir!”

 

There was a loud groan from the other bedroom, and Debra knew that James was jerking himself off as he heard his wife first rape his son and then make him beg for more. Debra moaned with pleasure and began to fuck Danny in earnest, fucking his virgin ass hard and deep. The young man beneath her moaned and pressed back against her thrusts. And, with the kind of luck and coincidence that only happens in stories, all three of them came at the same instant.

Danny's a Naughty Boy, Chapter 13:

 

Recap: Danny and his father James are relentlessly punished and dominated by Danny's stepmother, Debra. Debra has spanked Danny publicly and forced him to wear girly clothes to school. Whenever Danny is punished, James is punished as well. Both Danny and James have become Debra's fucktoys.

 

Chapter 13. (Some weeks later)

 

A routine had developed at Danny's house. His stepmother would dress him in a frilly skirt and blouse for school every day. Some days, she made him wear a diaper under the skirt. Other days, he would wear a lacy thong. Regardless, school was deeply humiliating for Danny anymore. The weekends were not any better, because Debra would punish him and his father for the smallest of infractions. It was horrible.

 

One Saturday, Debra had to out to a charity event. She ordered Danny and James to clean the house while she was gone. She made both of them put on maid outfits, and she left.

 

As soon as she was gone, Danny and James began to bicker about who should do which chores. Danny was not afraid of his former-Marine father, who he was required by Debra to call “Sir.” Even though James would lash Danny silly if Debra ordered it, Danny could not respect his father because he knew what a slut he was. So, when James told Danny to scrub out the toilet, Danny balked. “You clean it out, you like shit so much, always begging to lick Mommy's ass.”

 

“Why you fucking little pervert. I'll show you...” James started toward the bedroom to grab his belt.

 

“Show me what? I'll tell Mommy you said the “f” word. Then you'll really get it. And if you beat me without her permission, she'll be mad. Maybe she'll fuck you up the ass again. Sir.” Danny was back to his mouthy, obnoxious self without Debra at home to keep him in line.

 

“I'll call her on her cell phone. I'll tell her what a brat you are and she'll say that I can beat your ass,” James countered, although he grew pale at the idea of Debra knowing that he had said 'the f word'.

 

“And I'll tell her that you said the f word. You clean out the toilet, and maybe I won't tell her.”

 

“You little shit.” With that, James grabbed his son and forced his head down into the toilet and flushed, giving Danny a “swirlie”. Danny pulled his head back, sputtering.

 

“I'm telling! I'm telling!” Danny ran to the bedroom and picked up the phone, dialing his stepmother's cell phone. “Mommy, Sir said the f word and gave me a swirlie!” he cried out as soon as she answered.

 

“What in the world? You called me to be a tattle tale? What is this? Both of you strip down. I want you both in diapers when I get home. You are both in very big trouble,” Debra scolded angrily. She turned her car around and came back home, completely astonished at how naughty her two slutty whorebitches could be.

 

Danny thought fast. If he was in a diaper when Mommy got home and James wasn't, James would be in much worse trouble. So Danny stayed locked up in the bedroom and managed to diaper himself. He did not say a word to Sir that Mommy was on her way home, and really pissed.

 

Chapter 14

 

Debra got home and entered a house that had not been cleaned even slightly. There was a mess in the bathroom from the little scuffle. And James was still dressed in his maid outfit, dusting the living room with a massive pout on his face.

 

“James! I said I wanted you both in diapers when I got home! What are you doing defying me?”

 

James jumped, startled. He was so busy plotting against his son, he hadn't heard his wife enter. “Miss Debra! What -- ? I...”

 

Debra grasped James by the ear. “What is this about saying the f word and giving Danny swirlies, James? Are you a little boy? Hmm? Do I have to treat you like a little boy? Very well. You shall also call me Mommy. And both of you will punished quite severely this weekend. I am furious. Why did you defy me?”

 

“M M Mommy.. I didn't know you w w were coming home. Danny didn't tell me.” James blushed bright red calling his wife Mommy.

 

“Well, little Jamey, now you do.” Debra pulled James by the ear into the bedroom, which she unlocked with her master (Mistress) key. She saw Danny wearing his diaper and merely glared at him. She stripped 'Jamey' down and diapered him. Then she turned her attention to Danny.

 

“Trying to get Jamey in trouble, Danielle? That will not do. You are both is more trouble than you can imagine. Both of you, acting like little children. Well, that's what you are now. Both of you.” Debra took each of them by an ear and marched them to Danny's room. “Lay down on the bed and don't move.”

 

Danny and James lay on the bed very close together, because the bed was only a full. While they lay there, Debra left the room. She returned moments later with something she'd been keeping in the basement for just such an occasion: wooden slats that she put up around the bed to make a crib. She nailed them swiftly to the bed frame and then looked at the two 'little ones' in the 'crib'. “This is just the beginning.”

 

She took both of them from the crib and marched them into the bathroom. There she ordered Danny to sit on the toilet while she temporarily removed James' diaper. She then proceeded to shave him bare as a baby. She re-diapered him and repeated the process with Danny. Now they were both bare as could be.

 

Debra looked at her watch. “Lunchtime already!” She ordered James and Danny down to the kitchen. There, she made them each a bottle of formula.

 

“I don't want a bottle!” Danny said. “I'm a big boy!”

 

Debra immediately had Danny over her lap, diaper off, and was spanking him with a slotted wooden spoon. “First of all, Danielle, you aren't a boy at all. You're a slutty little girl. And secondly, if you were big, you wouldn't be tattling, ruining my one day away from you BRATS, and then trying to get little Jamey into more trouble by not telling him what I said.” Smack! Crack! Whack! The spoon came down over and over again, turning 'Danielle's' bottom bright red. Danielle began to cry and kick and beg and plead.

 

“I'm sorrrrryyyyyyyy Mommy. Please, Mommy, I'm sorrrrrryyyyyyyyy. I want the b b bottle. I'm a n n naughty l l little g g girllllll.”

 

“You'll have your bottle in the corner.” Debra planted her stepson in the corner, bare-assed. He stood there, crying softly and sucking on his bottle.

 

James sat quietly and waited for his bottle. Debra gave it to him and he drank from it quietly. He knew he was already in plenty of trouble. Debra snapped some digital pictures of her two 'babies' as they had their lunch. Both of them flinched but neither had the guts to say anything.

 

When Danny had finished his bottle, Debra allowed him out of the corner and re-diapered him again. She then ordered them to clean the house as she had originally commanded. Looking and feeling ridiculous in their diapers, the father and son worked together to clean the house. It wasn't long, however, before the laxative and diuretic that Mommy had mixed with the formula began to have an effect.

 

“Mommy, I have to go to the bathroom,” James said.

 

Debra shook her head. “That's not how a little boy tells his Mommy he has to make wee-wee, little Jamey.”

 

“Mommy, Mommy, I have to make wee-wee,” Jamey whined, feeling completely stupid. His wife merely laughed and pointed to his diaper.

 

“Make wee-wee in your diaper, Jamey. You've been a very naughty little boy, and only good big boys ad girls get to use the potty.”

 

The six foot, four inch former Marine blushed thirty shades of red as he could no longer hold it back and “made wee-wee” in his diaper. Soon after, he felt his tummy quiver, and he made another kind of mess in his diaper. Danny laughed at him, but very soon had a full diaper himself.

 

“Mommy, Mommy, please change my yucky diaper,” Danny said, feeling disgusting.

 

“Not until this house is clean,” Debra replied coldly. She then went to her bedroom to read, leaving the two smelly 'babies' to clean the house.

 

Chapter 15:

 

Several hours later, the house was clean. Danny and James, however, were not. They were both wearing filthy, disgusting, nasty diapers. Debra took them into the bathroom. There, she removed first Danny, then James's diapers. She then ordered them both into the bathtub for bath time. The two fully grown males squeezed into the small bathtub together, which Debra then filled with water and bubbles. She then bathed them both. She was so gentle, neither of them knew whether to be turned on or humiliated further. Both were embarrassed by their hardening cocks when their naked bodies were so close together they were touching.

 

After the bath, Debra ordered them both into her bedroom, still naked. “Now you will both be punished for your horrible behavior today. So far, all I've done is treat you like the babies you've been acting like. You still need to be punished.”

 

Danny and James both paled. They had thought this excruciatingly embarrassing baby treatment was all the punishment they were going to get. But of course, Debra was far too evil to let them off that easily.

 

“Jamey, you'll be punished first. You used a very bad word, so first, let's do this...” Debra swiftly shoved a penis gag in James's mouth that she had been soaking in a very hot pepper sauce. She secured the gag while James began to tear. His nose ran and he pulled desperately at the gag with his hands. Debra slapped his hands and restrained him by covering his hands with fingerless mittens. “Now, since you were naughty and gave Danielle a swirlie, Danielle will be administering your spanking.” And Debra bent her naughty, childish husband over his own son's knee. Danny's eyes glowed as she nodded to him to begin to spank his father's bare bum.

 

Smack! Splat! Crack! Danny spanked his father as hard as he could. Payback for every time the son of a bitch had beaten him with that god-awful belt just because Mommy told him to. Payback for seeing him humiliated on a daily basis. Payback for being too much of a wuss to stand up to Mommy and make her stop doing these crazy things. Spank! Slap! Smack! Then, Mommy put a brush in his hand, and he was spanking his father with the thick wooden brush. Splat! Smack! Whack! Crack! “Serves you right, you son of a bitch. Now who's beating who? Huh? Now who's getting it? Yeah, that's right, you pussy, your own son is spanking your pathetic little baby ass,” Danny grunted as he struck his dad with all his strength. “Are you crying? Huh, mister marine? Are you blubbering like a girly man? Like a BABY who wears a diaper? Huh, you pathetic loser?”

 

In fact, tears were streaming down James' face. He was being punished like a small child by his own son, and the hot sauce penis gag in his mouth was making him feel sick, as well as his tongue and mouth and ass all being on fire. He thought he could not be humiliated any further. But he was wrong.

 

“He's been very, very naughty, Danielle. Set the brush down a moment and spank his naughty little nut sack with your hand.”

 

Danny was so caught up in punishing his dad, he dropped the brush without thinking and began to spank his exposed balls. James was unable to cry out, but he was mortified. His own son was touching him, spanking him, there.... After a dozen swats, Debra told Danny to stop. She then removed the gag, but did not allow James anything to cool his flaming mouth. She ordered him to go sit in the corner on a special stool. She had affixed sandpaper to the seat of the stool so that the naughty butt that sat there would be constantly reminded of its recent suffering.

 

“Now, then, Danielle, your turn. You were very, very naughty as well, calling just to tattle and then trying to get Jamey into even more trouble. What to do with such a naughty girl?” Debra looked the naked teenager in front of her up and down. What to do with him indeed? He was truly obnoxious and deserved something particularly special for ruining her day. What could she think of that was more mortifying than anything she'd put him through before?

 

Chapter 16

 

“I think that you need the hand of a firm Daddy. A real Daddy, not a diaper-wearing baby who can't even keep himself out of trouble. So, if you'll just excuse me a moment.” With that, Debra picked up the phone and called a Dom friend of hers. Miguel was 6' tall exactly and weighed 190 pounds. He was mean as a rattlesnake and had a massive cock. Debra had discussed Miguel helping her 'tame' 'Danielle' before. Now, he agreed to be over at Debra's house in 15 minutes.

 

Debra put the time to good use, pulling a frilly little girly nightie over 'Danielle' after diapering her yet again. Then Debra put lots of bright red lipstick on 'Danielle's' lips. “A slut like you wants to have good blowjob lips, Danielle.” Moments later, there was a knock at the door.

 

“Answer the door, Danielle, and bring your Big Daddy up here.”

 

Danny wanted to die. Or at least disappear. But he couldn't think of a single option that he had. So, he stumbled off to the door, where a filmy, sheer, baby-pink nightie over his diaper. He answered the door, looking at the ground. “Come upstairs with me, Sir,” he mumbled.

 

“Oh, princess. You are to call me Big Daddy. I'm gonna teach you some manners, little bitch. And maybe some skills too...” Miguel forced Danny's head up to look at him. He was muscular, strong, and clearly ready to beat Danny's ass... in more ways than one.

 

Danny choked and turned around, practically fleeing up the stairs. He heard Big Daddy behind him, whistling at his stupid outfit.

 

“Hello, Debra. My, my, what a cute little princess. And what's this? Another one in the corner?” Big Daddy thundered as he entered the room.

 

“Hello, Miguel!” Debra walked over to Miguel and kissed him lingeringly. James felt his fists clench, then he looked at the ground, humiliated even further. “That's just my husband, he's been a very naughty little boy, and it will take him a while to regain his slutty slave privileges. Maybe one of these days, he'll need a firm Daddy's hand. But right now, it's just the cunt.”

 

Miguel sat down on the edge of the bed and Debra ordered Danny to sit next to him. Miguel rubbed Danny's inner thigh suggestively. Danny tried to pull away. “Oh, so you're a tease, are you, princess? Well, Big Daddy will teach you to obey...” With that, Miguel pinched Danny's thigh hard. Danny cried out.

 

“Danielle has never had a firm Daddy's hand, Miguel. She needs to learn it all, from the beginning. That's why she's in diapers, she acts just like a naughty little baby.”

 

“Mm,” Miguel grunted, fondling Danny's thigh again. “You don't say.”

 

Debra slapped Miguel sharply across the face. “You're going to get to that, but you need to start where I tell you!”

 

Miguel looked up at Debra sheepishly. “Yes, Ma'am. Of course. I'm sorry.”

 

“That's better. Now, I was saying, Danielle has been acting like a bratty little baby.”

 

“Oh. A naughty baby, hmm? Well, Big Daddy knows just what to do with naughty babies.” Danny was expecting another spanking. He was terribly surprised when instead Big Daddy sat him down in the corner next to James. “Bratty babies need to be ignored...”

Miguel then began to kiss Debra, who kissed him back, passionately. As both James and Danny watched in shock, Miguel and Debra disrobed and kissed and fondled each other hungrily. “Oh, yes, a real man,” Debra murmured as Miguel kissed her breasts. James moaned, his hands still restrained by the mittens. Danny smirked at his father and reached into his own diaper and began stroking.

 

As soon as Debra saw the boy with his hands in his diaper, she shoved Miguel off her. “Look, Big Daddy. Look what your princess is doing!”

 

Miguel gasped in shock to see Danny's hand in his diaper. “Why, she's a little slut!” Miguel laughed and grabbed Danny out of the corner. He stripped off the diaper, leaving the filmy nightie as a barely-there covering for the boy. “You want to touch your little clitty, princess? Show Big Daddy how you do it.”

 

Danny froze. This.. this man.. wanted him to jerk off in front of him? No way, man! This was some nasty shit, and Danny didn't want any part of it. He didn't like the way this guy looked at him or the way he'd fondled his thigh. No, this was definitely even less cool than any of the other stuff Mommy had done to him so far.

 

Big Daddy Miguel growled, “I said, let's see you play with your clitty, princess.” Danny just shook his head back and forth silently.

 

That was all Big Daddy needed. He grabbed Danny by the wrist, pulled him closer to him, then bent him over his knee and began to spank his bare bottom. As he spanked, he pinched and fondled as well. “Oooh, princess, you are a sexy one. Big Daddy likes you. But you are much too naughty and disobedient. Big Daddy will fix you.” Smack! Spank! ~pinch~ Splat! Whack! ~~fondle~~ “Now, I told you to touch your clitty for me. Now you'll have to do it while I spank your naughty little tushie.” Danny still shook his head, biting his lip to keep from crying out with the stinging blows. “Oh, you think you can defy your Big Daddy, princess? We'll see about that.” Then the smacks stopped. Then, Big Daddy Miguel was pushing his un-lubed finger up into Danny's asshole. He began to finger-fuck the 18 year old.

 

“Stoppp, stopppp!” Danny cried. “Please, stop, Big Daddy. I'll, I'll, I'll touch my clittyyy.”

 

“Now you have to touch it while Big Daddy plays with your sissy pussy, Danielle,” Debra hissed. “And if you keep hesitating, you'll be touching it while Big Daddy fucks your sissy pussy. So stop stalling and obey.”

 

Crying, Danny reached down and began to shamefully stroke himself as Big Daddy Miguel finger-fucked him. “Oh, yeah, princess, you like that, don't you? You like it when Big Daddy puts his finger up your cunt.”

 

Danny shook his head, crying, feeling disgusted and mortified, playing with himself while a big man diddled his asshole.

 

Big Daddy Miguel removed his finger and wiped it off, then began to spank Danny again, while Danny continued to masturbate. Danny sobbed as Big Daddy spanked his tushie quite red. He didn't know what was the most humiliating. Being diddled by a man, being spanked by a man, or playing with himself while over the man's knee.

 

“Please, Mommy, please, I'll be good, please. I'll be good and I'll listen to you and obey and I won't be naughty ever again, please Mommy, I don't want a Daddy.”

 

Debra was cleaning the hot pepper sauce from James' mouth. “Big Daddy still has a lot to teach you, Danielle. Wonderful things you can do with your mouth instead of tattling. Things like that.”

 

Big Daddy laughed and nodded. “I bet you suck cock real good, slut,” he said. “Or at least you will by the time I'm done with you.”

 

Debra sat on the bed and spread her legs, ordering James to eat her out. James knelt at her feet and began to lick and suck while listening to his son getting spanked and being told he would be forced to give a blowjob. “If you were any kind of father, your stupid little slut of a son wouldn't be a cock-sucking cum-drinking whore, Jamey.” Debra sneered.

 

“Yes, Mommy,” James murmured from between her legs.

 

“Big Daddy... Big Daddy, please... I... Big Daddy, Sir... I .. I um.. Sir.. Please, I --” stammered Danny. He was about to cum, and he knew if he did without permission he would be in even worse trouble, if that was possible.

 

“What is it, princess?” Big Daddy asked, still spanking Danny hot, red ass.

 

“Um.. I.. uh.. I'm gonna.. um.. may I.. uh.. cum.”

 

“Oh, that's no way to say it, Danielle. Say, 'Big Daddy, may I pretty please get sticky cum all over my pretty nightie.'” Debra said, winking at Miguel.

 

“Big Daddy, m may I pretty please get sticky cum all over my pretty nightie?” Danny repeated, breathing heavily.

 

“Yes, you may!” Debra laughed and pointed James' cock at Danny. With three fast, hard strokes, she brought her slutty husband over the edge and his cum drenched his son's nightie.

 

Danny looked at his nightie, his own father's cum soaking it. His cock shriveled away, and he was afraid he was about to vomit. And somehow, Big Daddy Miguel just kept on spanking and spanking his butt. Danny was disgusted, beyond disgusted, he was repulsed, revolted, his mind was spinning, and he fainted.

 

 

Chapter 17:

 

Debra stripped the nightie off Danny and put a fresh diaper on him. Then she put a fresh diaper on James. “It looks like it's sleepy-by time for you and Danielle, Jamey.” It was only 7:00 in the evening, but Debra put Danny and James to bed in their “crib.” “If I hear any noise at all out of this room, Jamey, Big Daddy will take both of you outside in the morning for a good old fashioned switching, right there in the front yard.”

 

James nodded, believing her. There was a church across the street, and on a Sunday morning, all those people would be there, and they'd see him and Danny getting switched by Big Daddy. James just hoped that if Danny woke up from his faint, he wouldn't make a sound.

 

Debra returned to her bedroom and James listened as hard as he could to find out what was going on between his wife and Big Daddy Miguel.

 

When Debra returned to her bedroom, Big Daddy Miguel was kneeling on the floor. His eyes averted, he waited permission to speak.

 

“Speak, Miguelito,” Debra said softly, looking down at him.

 

“Mommy, if I have pleased you, I beg, allow me the good boy privilege of nursing at your breast,” Miguel murmured.

 

“Request granted,” Debra replied. She sat up against the headboard and Miguel lay down below her and lifted his head slowly to suckle from Debra's beautiful, full breast. She moaned with pleasure as he licked, sucked, and pulled at her nipple, first one, then the other. As he sucked, she reached down and began to finger-fuck him, much as he had recently fingered Danny. He whimpered softly, and pressed his ass back against her finger, as she added another and then a third. He then looked up at her, and when she nodded, he moved down to kiss her clit and “worship her honey pot”. His change in position made her unable to continue fingering him, so instead she amused herself by playing with his cock with her toes. When he brought her to orgasm, she clamped his cock between her feet, arching her back and moaning out her pleasure. James heard from the bedroom and cried, knowing he had never caused her to make that joyous noise.