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Daphne knocked on her charge’s door. After a lengthy hesitation, as well as a second knock with no answer, she let herself in. The girl was just sitting at her computer, scrolling through social media’s with one tab and playing some computer game with another.

“Hey... uh... it’s time to get ready for bed now.” Daphne said softly, for some reason feeling as nervous to talk to this young girl as she was to talk to her Mother. The girl answered her without hesitation and with complete confidence,

“No, I don’t think so.”

Daphne was so shocked and taken aback by the girls’ firm answer, she didn’t know what to say for a moment. Then she said, “Uh, no. Your Mom said you had to listen to me. Now come on. It’s already a few minutes past when you were supposed to start getting ready. I already gave you a couple extra minutes.” Daphne did her best to try to play up the ‘cool, fun babysitter’ angle who let her break her Mother’s rules angle as best she could, but it didn’t seem to even faze the younger girl.

“No, I don’t feel like it. I am plenty old enough to take care of myself, and I don’t have to listen to you.”

At this point, Daphne was getting a little angry and walked further into the room. “That’s enough young lady.” She said, doing her very best to sound intimidating as she reached down to grab the girls’ arm. She held the white diaper out and placed it down on her desk. “I want you to march yourself to the--....” She didn’t get another word out as the girl swiveled in her chair and gave her an angry annoyed look that was so shocking that Daphne stopped talking. The girl spoke,

“That’s it. I’m done dealing with you.” She stood up from her desk chair, making Daphne only then realize that now that she’d taken off her boots; she was about the same height as this girl several years younger than her, maybe even a little bit shorter. The girls’ height shocked Daphne who took a few steps back, but by then it was too late. The girl placed her strong hands on both of Daphne’s arms and pulled the girl over to her bed. “Many of my sitter’s before you have told me that when little girls act out, they need to be punished. Well you sure look like that to me, and that’s what we’re gonna do.”

The pretty blonde 19 year old let out a sudden gasp as the girl yanked her over her lap as she sat down on the bed, blushing deeply as she suddenly realized what position she was sitting in. The girl softly placed her hand on Daphne’s round butt and began to rub it to warm it up.

“Wait stop it... what are you doing??” Daphne yelled out as she tried to struggle to get off her charge’s lap; but the girl firmly put her entire force into her arms as she pressed the girl back down onto her lap. Before Daphne could even try again, the first smack hit her. Her underwear and jeans offered no protection as the smacks hit again and again and again! “Ow ow ow! Stop it! Please...” Daphne tries to hold herself back, but it doesn’t take too long before the pain is overwhelming. Especially once the girl unbuttons her jeans and pulls them down, along with the bright thong she’d been wearing.

As the poor babysitter gets her bare bottom reddened it wasn’t long before she was sobbing. She’d never been s panked before, and having someone do it to her at her age, much less someone she was supposed to be babysitting was just as humiliating as it was painful.

Finally, the girl stopped s panking her and laid her down on the bed. “Now,” Her charge spoke. “I’m gonna stay up for a while, but I think my Mother was right. It is bedtime for bratty little girls. So we’re going to get you in your protection and you’re going to get to bed for the night.” The way the girl said it in such a casual way, made it sound much more like she was the one doing the babysitting. Daphne lay there, helpless to stop her as the girl grabbed the protection that was supposed to be for her and slid it underneath Daphne’s butt. She looked up, wide-eyed, ready to protest with the girl, but was once again silenced with a glare. “Don’t even think about talking back, unless you want another s panking.” The girl warned.

For the first time in over fifteen years Daphne watched, whimpering, as a diaper was wrapped up around her crotch and strapped together. The girl let Daphne keep her bra on to keep a little dignity, but she removed her shirt and the rest of her clothes and sent her off to bed after she finished brushing her teeth. “Goodnight little girl,” Her charge teased her one last time as she turned the lights in Daphne’s room off and shut the door. How had this all gone so wrong? Maybe this was where all the horror stories about this girl had come from...
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This story was written by Zander Chesney

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