The elevator was taking forever to come back up so, I decided to take the stairs instead, only four floors down. I walked a few steps into the stairway, the heavy door was tough to keep open as I went through it. I tried to daydream as I went down but, the crinkling sounds echoed throughout the staircase and my diaper was soaked from my leakage.
I made it to the 14th floor and tried to open the door but, it was locked. I noticed next to the door was a card key panel, I was in shock and couldn't believe my bad luck continued. I was panicking, I had no way out and no way to get help, I had to wait for someone to use the staircase. I was frustrated and I gave up, I sat down on the steps. I couldn't hold my bladder any longer and peed. Seconds later, I was crying.
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Nothing went right today. Regretting all my choices, wasting $52 that I will never see again and, should have paid more attention to who I was texting. Now, punished to a new level of shame and treated like a baby by dad that seems to me, he was enjoying it. Maybe because I am getting older, he misses pampering me and the baby talk. I don't know but, I know today, I never cried so much in my life. And, getting spanked was no joke, I never thought that would hurt that much.
Suddenly, the door opened, and I jumped up. It was the woman from the cleaning crew. I was thrilled and relieved. I walked out and thanked her.
"You are welcome, Miss... The security men saw you from the cameras."
Since I didn't have tip money, I gave her the gift card. She was very happy, and we waved bye. As I walked closer to the hotel room, I became overwhelmed with emotions. I saw Dad waiting outside the doorway, I started crying and walked faster to him. I hugged him and cried in his arms. Thinking, I was in trouble and going to get a spanking. I also thought, it has been years since we hugged.
Dad took the towels, he led me into the room and in the bathroom. He sat on the toilet seat cover, facing me.
"Daddy... I'm sorry... Um, I missed the floor and... Um..."
"Shh... I know, the security team called me and told me what happened."
I was relieved and especially, no spanking.
Still holding my hand, he wiped my tears as he waited for me to calm down. The bubble bath that he made, the bubbles were slowly fading away.
"Are you okay Sweetie?"
"Um... Yes, Daddy... I'm... I'm okay."
"Now listen, good... After you take off your didie, use a washcloth to wipe your skin before going in the tub. The water is cold, to help heal your rash... Do you understand so far?"
"Yes, Daddy."
"Good... Be careful washing, be gentle using the soap on your rash, it will hurt. Or use the washcloth, a different one... If you have any questions or forget what to do next, call for me... After you wash your neck down, call me and I will wash your hair."
