Chapter Two - The Punishment

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'W..what?' June stuttered. 'I'm not wearing that. I'm not a baby!' Miss Smith looked annoyed. 

'Is that so?' she mumbled. 'Well, I guess I'll just have to force you.' 

June was shocked. 'No way!' she ran out of the bathroom, grabbed her bag and ran out the door. When she got far away she thought for a bit.

'She wasn't for real.. was she?' she ask herself.

 The first two periods went well and she had to explain to her friends at lunch how she was put into the same dorm as miss smith, but there was no way she was going to tell them about the bed-wetting.

'WHAT??' Sophia yelled. 'THIS IS SO UNFAIR STUDENTS HAVE RIGHTS TOO!'

'SHUT THE FUCK UP' June whisper-shouted. 

'How can i when you have to share a dorm with miss smith?' Sophia asked angrily. 

The bell rang once again and June was terrified when she noticed miss smith's english class was next, but there was no way she could skip. She walked in nervously to see miss smith almost smirk at her. 

She had her eyes on June the whole lesson and when the bell rang she stood up and said,

'June, please see me once everyone has left the room.' June wasn't going to risk getting in trouble so that's exactly what she did. 

'Miss Martin,' She started. 'As soon as school finishes I would like you to meet me at the dorm. I have a surprise for you.'

Usually June like suprises, but something felt not right.

'Y..yes ma'am.' she stuttered.

'Good girl, now head to your next class.'

The day flew past and June was scared to head back to the dorm but she knew she had no choice. As she unlocked the door she saw Miss Smith sitting in a chair waiting for her. 

'Follow me June.' she said sternly. June followed her into her bedroom. June's jaw dropped as she saw a changing table with draws filled with diapers and shelfs with baby powder, nappy cream, etc. It was like she already had a baby. 

'As a punishment for wetting the bed, you will be wearing diapers.' she said sternly.

'WHAT??' June blurted out. 

'You will wear them and I will change you between classes.' June realised this woman was crazy but serious about all this.

'The rules are if you need to go, go. I will change you if you have gone in your diaper. No using the bathroom or else.'

'There's no way I'm doing thi-' before June finished her sentence, Miss Smith grabbed her arm and looked dead into her eyes.

'Did I make myself clear?' she said without breaking eye contact. June gulped.

'Yes ma'am...' she whimpered.

'Good girl.' Miss smith pulled June over to the changing table. As she began to unbuckled June's belt, June began to ask in the nicest tone possible,

'Can I change myself?' Miss Smith looked calm. 

'I can't trust you with a diaper if you can't control your bladder.' She contined to undo the belt buckle and June's jeans dropped to the floor. Miss Smith gently laid June onto the changing table and grabbed a big diaper. Before putting it on, she rolled her over and started adding some baby powder onto June's butt. She rolled her back over.

'Bum up.' she demanded. June lifted her butt off the table and miss smith slide the diaper under and then put it on nicely like she has done it before 10 million times. 

'Good little baby.' she said in a dumb baby voice, almost mimicking her.

June was so mad she couldn't take this anymore. She jumped off the changing table and screamed,

'IM SO FUCKING OVER THIS. YOU ARE INSANE.' Miss Smith look red with rage.

'I AM GOING TO DO WHAT YOUR PARENTS SHOULD'VE DONE A LONG TIME AGO!' she yelled. She grabbed June by the arm and dragged her over to the bed. Miss smith sat down and tossed June over her lap. She grabbed her slipper off her foot. June was terrified when she felt her diaper being pulled down.

'ITS TIME YOU RESPECT ME AND BE A GOOD BABY!' June felt a hard spank and let out a scream.

'OW PLEASE STOP!' she cried.

'NOT UNTIL YOU STOP BEING A BRAT.'

She continued to spank and spank and spank...




TBC

I'm aware the grammar and spelling isn't very good. I'm just writing this for fun. xx


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