The Descent Chapter Eighteen (Patreon)

Karen sat on the floor in the nursery, hand down the front of her diaper, masturbating furiously. She groaned, sweat beading down her forehead, biting her lip to suppress her cries of ecstasy. Karen shut her eyes, blocking out reality and surrendering herself to a world of pleasure, racing ever closer to a mind-shattering orgasm…

     Unfortunately for Karen, lost in her naughty, stolen pleasures, she was completely oblivious to her new, adopted family slowly creeping up the stairs, suppressing giggles and trying to put on stern faces as they stalked closer and closer to the door.  

     Karen grunted and groaned, the sexual satisfaction she’d been dreaming about all afternoon tantalizingly close…

     The door swung open with a crash, sending a jolt of fear through Karen and instantly ruining her climax… again, she thought, watching Julie, Pamela, and Mia come storming through the door, taking up positions in front of her so quickly she didn’t even have time to take her hand out of the front of her diaper.  

     Karen sat there dumbly, the three women standing before her with stern expressions, hands on hips, and Karen just knew she was in for a punishment.

     “What is going on in here young lady?!” Julie demanded (proud of how serious she sounded-- not a trace of laughter at all.)

     “What?” Karen stammered stupidly, buzzing with both fear and excitement.

     “Don’t play dumb with me, young woman,” Julie said, coming over, grabbing her by the wrist and dragging her to her feet. “I know exactly what you were up to,” she scolded, squeezing and prodding the loose, saggy diaper between her legs.

     “Just as I thought!” Julie scolded, “these diapers are soaking-- and I know it isn’t pee, little girl!”

     Mia and Pam murmured disapprovingly to each other, inspecting the saggy diaper and Karen’s blushing face with knowing nods-- there was no question that they knew exactly what she’d been up to… not that it stopped her from trying to lie and defend herself.

     “I wasn’t doing anything, mommy!” she insisted urgently, her voice sounding small and weak in her own ears. She gave a squeal of dismay when she received a swift swat to her padded backside in response.  

     “Don’t you lie to me, young lady!” Julie demanded, relishing in her power. Watching Karen cringe and quiver in front of her, her dignity and womanhood stripped away, leaving nothing but a helpless Adult Toddler was utterly intoxicating, and she felt a matching arousal building, reflecting Karen’s own still smoldering desires. “That type of behavior,” she said firmly, suppressing a grin as she watched Karen cringe, “is strictly forbidden, little girl!”

     “Strictly forbidden!” Pamela agreed with a curt nod, enjoying herself far more than she was letting on.

     “Disgusting behavior from a girl your age,” Mia agreed, similarly trying to hold back a smile.

     “But-- but-- but!” Karen stammered, struggling to defend herself. Beneath, her legs wobbled and she blushed as she felt her diaper growing warm and moist beneath her-- she’d pissed herself without even noticing!

     “That’s right, babykins,” Julie said, grabbing her by the hand and dragging her across the room, taking a seat on a nearby chair and tugging Karen across her knee in one swift, smooth motion. “You took a chance when you defied me young woman,” She said, patting Karen’s diapered bottom for emphasis as she struggled lightly across Julie’s lap, “and now, your little ‘butt butt butt’ is going to pay the price!”

      “No!” Karen cried, her legs scissoring uselessly in the air behind her.  

     But it was too late, and Julie didn’t hesitate-- within moments, she was swatting Karen’s soggy diaper backside, making her emit an embarrassed squeal. Although the diaper was thick, the padding was quite soggy and she could still feel the stinging impact against her wet bottom.

      “OW! NO! Julie!” she pleaded, kicking her feet helplessly in the air behind and struggling blindly to escape from her lap.  

     “Naughty girl!” Julie scolded, ignoring Karen’s begging, landing a series of hard swats against the seat of her soggy diapers. The sopping material squished against her backside, making her squirm and shiver in Julie’s firm, warm lap. “You know I don’t approve of that type of behavior!” Julie continued, delivering another series of hard spanks to the seat of Karen’s diaper before hooking her fingers into the waistband at the back, unable to hold back a mischievous smile as she tugged it down, exposing Karen’s blushing bare butt to the room.

     “NNOO!” Karen cried, kicking her legs furiously behind her and setting her adorably plump backside jiggling. Mia and Pam giggled to each other, enjoying the sight of Karen’s wiggling bare bottom. Julie took a brief second to drink in the moment, then set to work once again, spanking the Adult Baby’s tushy with slow, firm swats.  

     “I can’t believe you could be such a naughty little pervert, Karen” Julie lectured, barely keeping a straight face.

     “I’m a pervert?!” Karen spat, incredulous.

     “Imagine doing that at your Nana’s house!” Julie scolded, ignoring her protests, swatting her jiggling cheeks and them bringing out a toasty red blush. Karen’s face was quickly turning the same color… especially when she heard Pam and Mia giggling behind her.

     Karen had no idea how long she lay across Julie’s lap, struggling and gnashing her teeth… only that by the time she was finished, her plump, womanly derriere was hot and stinging behind her. Finally, The spanking ended, and Karen found herself dangling over Julie’s knee, her ass bright red and throbbing in the air behind her waves of pain radiating outward. She gasped and jumped when she felt Julie’s hand on her burning butt-cheeks, small, delicate and cool… it was hard to believe that a hand like that could deliver such a painful punishment.

     “You know,” said Julie with a sly grin,” this great big baby feels a little warm to me… I think maybe we need to take her temperature!”

     Karen shot a desperate, pleading glance over her shoulder, sucking her pacifier urgently, preying for mercy. Her ears burned with embarrassment when “auntie” and “Nana” chuckled in agreement, quickly gathering the supplies while Julie held the nervous, squirming Karen in place over her knee, patting her bare, red butt soothingly.

     Karen watched, her eyes wide, as Pam produced a container of Vaseline, which Mia dipped a thermometer into, stirring at around and pulling it out again virtually dripping with goopy petroleum jelly.

     Karen briefly kicked and struggled, but she was quickly subdued with several more swats to her naked bum. She instinctively reached back to protect herself, giving Julie an opportunity to grab her wrist and pin it in place at the small of her back, effectively trapping Karen in her lap.  

     Meanwhile, Pam and Mia approached from the rear, the older woman taking hold of Karen’s buttocks and spreading them apart, revealing the dark crinkle of Karen’s anus to Mia, who wasted no time in inserting the cool, greasy glass tube into Karen’s quivering asshole.

     Behind her pacifier, Karen emitted a low, guttural grunt. Although getting her temperature taken rectally had become a depressingly common occurrence in her life, it was extra humiliating to have it happen in front of two virtual strangers-- especially following so closely behind a spanking.  

     Sucking in her breath in ragged gasps, Karen’s entire body lay tensed and rigid across Julie’s lap. Behind her, the rounded hillocks of her buns, red and sizzling following her spanking, were thrust up into the air, the thermometer protruding proudly from between them. Julie reached down to pat and stroke her blistered backside, making her shiver and twitch, blushing even more furiously when she realized how turned on she was getting.

     At last, the cool glass cylinder was tugged free from her backside, drawing a sob from Karen that was at once relieved and disappointed. Julie inspected the thermometer, looking to her mother and sister with a smile. “Her temp’s a little high… perhaps it’s time to do what we talked about,” she said to the other women, who quickly left the room to prepare the next step in Karen’s treatment… leaving Karen hanging across Julie’s lap, helpless, her tushy still tingling in the air behind her, her asshole all greasy with Vaseline.

     She lay limply across Julie’s lap, heaving for breath, occasionally shuddering or shivering as Julie lightly stroked and patted her blazing backside, lost in a world of erotic humiliation. She became aware of movement and noises behind her, but she hadn’t the strength to lift her head and look.

     It was only when she felt her buttocks being pried apart once more that she looked, eyes widening frantically when she saw the enema nozzle moving steadily towards the quivering pucker of her anus.