Of Panties and Pacifiers (Chapter 47) (Patreon)

Confused at the unfamiliar voice, its tone still feminine but much deeper than either of the twins, Chloe looked over her shoulder in the crib to find herself eye to eye with a brand new stranger. Chloe added whoever this brunette woman was to the embarrassingly lengthening list of people who have seen her wearing a diaper. Not to mention getting a quick feel of the diaper for themselves.

“Who are you?” Chloe asked, staring at the woman whose fingers were still exploring her padded crotch.

WHAP!

Chloe let out a loud yelp as the woman spanked her on the butt very hard. Much harder than either of the twins could spank, but the pain increased even more from her butt being still sore from the spanking she’d received previously.

“Shut your mouth young lady.” The woman demanded in a loud very matronly voice. “You are only to speak when spoken to or when I give you my express permission to do so. Is that clear?”

Chloe was so stunned by being talked to in such a way that she didn’t make any sort of response for almost a full 5 seconds.

WHAP!

“Chloe! That’s your name correct?! Did you hear me? I said is that clear? You were asked a question, little girl.” Chloe was still reeling from the second hard spanking but she forced her mouth to open,

“Y-yes, yes! It’s clear. Very clear.”

“Good, now up. Get up. Stand up out of that crib girl.” The brunette woman said as she pulled the crib side bars down for her. “You will call me Nanny.” The woman added. “Don’t forget it.”

As Chloe quickly (Fearful of another spanking if she wasn’t quick enough.) sat up and got to her feet out of the crib, the woman took her long black jacket off and turned back to Chloe. In the tight shirt she was wearing, Chloe’s eyes were inevitably drawn to her chest for at least a moment as she couldn’t help but eye the size of them. They weren’t p*rn star sized, but definitely quite large compared to Chloe’s own cute little boobies.

The woman tossed a shirt to her with a simple ‘cover yourself up’. A command which Chloe was actually happy to comply with as she slid the simple shirt onto herself.

The woman, whom she had been told to call Nanny, sat in one of the chairs in the room for a moment, observing and eyeing up Chloe who stood there awkwardly, not knowing what else she should be doing, but not wanting to be punished for doing something wrong. It felt like when she met The Classifier all over again. Nanny began taking notes about anything and everything in a notepad.

After a minute or two of this, with Chloe nervously standing in silence, the woman suddenly got up from her chair, “Alright little girl, here’s what’s going to happen.” The woman walked over and put her hand without permission nor hesitation firmly against Chloe’s crotch and held her hand there. With her fingers, she forcibly separated Chloe’s legs to spread a little wider, not even needing words to make the cute young girl understand. Even though the woman was bent over to hold Chloe’s crotch, they were about eye to eye with each other.

As she held her hands to her chest nervously, Chloe could only stare back as the woman’s intense stare bore into her soul.

“Wet yourself.” Nanny said.

“W-what? But I--.” WHAP! WHAP!

Chloe cried out in pain with both slaps as the woman spanked her hard two more times.

“Young lady! Be quiet for your Nanny. And do as I say or you will be getting a much worse punishment than a simple spanking. When I am in your presence I expect you to be perfectly obedient. That better be crystal clear in your head. Got it? Now... wet yourself Chloe. Right now.”

Chloe almost didn’t need to be told a second time. This woman was every terrifying older woman she had ever met, rolled into one and multiplied by ten. Her stepmother, her high school principal, her first boss, etc. She certainly didn’t need to be told a third time as she felt her padding almost instantly become soaked and sagging with the wet yellow warmth she was emptying into it. Whether she did it because the woman told her to or out of pure fear was anybody’s guess.

The woman didn’t smile as she felt the warm wetness against her hand, she just nodded slightly as if she didn’t expect anything less. She was a woman who got results, and nothing but. She held her hand firmly against Chloe’s crotch the entire accident, giving it a few pats. “Get it all out little girl. I don’t want you holding any of it. Soak this diaper for me. I think some tough tutoring is exactly what a little brat like you needs.”
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