I awoke in the middle of the night. It was dark, and I realized I was trapped in the crib...and i had to go pee.....really bad. I wondered for a moment about calling out to my mother to let me out, then realized something. I was wearing a diaper. What would it feel like to just wet it, like a real baby? I might as well put it to good use!

I had finished my lollipop and could not sit silent a minute longer. “Please Auntie Dear, I really don't want a permanent! I . . .” Auntie Dear gave me a stern look. Reaching into her purse, she removed her stainless steel hairbrush. I quaked with fear. I was unsure of what to do. Something didn't feel at all right. I obeyed. I stripped down to my underpants. Soon my t-shirt and elastic wasteland shorts were on the floor next to me. I sat down again.It was getting near night. We ran outside and caught fireflies. "Glowbugs" we called them. Every once in awhile you would catch a moth too, and then let it go. It was fun to see who could catch the largest moth...once my sister caught one that had at least a 5 inch wingspan, but we teased her and said it was really a bat. A white bat. We stayed for supper. We stayed for desert. And then my sister and I played with our little Cousin, Shannon. She was Aunt Janet's Granddaughter, really our third cousin. She was also spoiled rotten. Cried if she didn't get her way. She got her way a lot. Don't confuse an adrenalin rush with a turn on. They can act like the same but are totally two different things. We can get an adrenalin rush for any number of things that make our blood boil and being punished is in the top of those. So you most likely had that and read your symptoms wrong and just imagined you were aroused. Be careful of that or when you do get a guy and they are mean to you, you will have a hard time getting out of their hateful clutches and can get into some really 'beat up' situations from it.

Your parents will have told you something of our discussions, and the conclusions we reached. They will have explained to you that in my role as a Deputy Headmistress, I was responsible for the discipline of pupils, and that I have strong beliefs about the most efficient and effective techniques for modifying behaviour.’ She found some baby powder and sprinkled it on me, then snugly fastened the diaper using the tapes that were on it. Honestly, how ungrateful!! Here I am thinking only of your comfort, and you can only respond with silly impertinance! Now put this on immediately!” She thrust the dress at me. Her burst of anger caused me to reach out for the garment. My recent spanking still throbbing, I carefully removed my nightgown and pulled the dress over my head, bringing my arms through the lace trimmed sleeves.

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Ma’am?...’ Though I thought I knew what she meant, the moment had such a surreal quality that I think I was looking for reassurance that this was real, rather than questioning her judgment.

That's too early! At home I get to stay up until midnight!" "This isn't home with your parents. You will abide by my rules now." "And if I don't?"

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Now Danny, this can either be a pleasant experience, or it can be an unpleasant one. The choice will be entirely up to you." I was puzzled. "Um.. Ok. But, could you please call me Dan?" Looking it the add now it’s easy to read between the lines, young mummy’s boy with no girlfriend wanted to live with older experienced woman; I can’t believe I was so naive.

My mother said ok and took my arm, led me to her bedroom and took her dressing chair out. Then she took her wooden hairbrush, sat down and told me to stand on her right side.Do you think you behaviour is appropriate, mature, constructive – in general, is it how it should be?’ We saw my Uncle Harold that day. Only time I ever saw the old man, he died when I was 13. He took an instant liking to me though. He didn't like anyone, that old man, but he liked me. My brother and sister were jealous when Uncle Harold gave me a brand new Baseball. It was so big to me at the time...I couldn't even hold it right in my hand. Yes – I thought this may be the case…’ There was something enigmatic about her comment, and I didn’t understand. My aunt brought my cousin Shannon into the room to change her out of her diapers, and get her dressed for the day. Shannon looked at me when they entered. "Baby!" she said excitedly.