Turner looked up at his wife. She was stunning. He couldn’t believe it had only been a couple of weeks since this all had started. He watched as she moved around the room that had been converted from his den into what it was now. He listened as she hummed their favorite song. It was all so surreal. She turned to look down at him. She had a semi-stern look upon her face. He knew he deserved what ever he was getting as punishment. He had come home a little drunk and way past the time that she told him to be home. He had worried her. She stood over him, hands on her hips. “Turner? You know why this has to happen don’t you?” Turner could do nothing but nod and lower his eyes. He was sorry that he had made her worry the way he had. She reached down and unlocked the crib. He crawled out so that he could lay down on his stomach on the floor. “Who would of ever thought I would would become an abdl mommy. Did you think that would ever happen Turner?” Turner knew better then to speak. He just lay there … waiting. “Alright, come over here.” Turner got up onto his knees and crawled over to where she was sitting. “Up we go Turner.” She was perched on the edge of her seat. Knees together, waiting for him to get onto her lap. He slowly maneuvered over her lap. He hated being punished like this. It was the worst. He had a job where he had to sit all day long and having an aching bottom made his day a long one. The first few swats landed with a dull thud, but they were hard enough to make him jump. They kept coming and coming until he was whimpering as he repeated over and over again how sorry he was, what a bad baby he was, how he needed his Mommy to show him how to be a good boy. As the last stroke the paddle came down he could feel himself make a huge cummy in his cloth diaper. She laid the paddle down next to her seat and told him to get off her lap. Before leaving the room she told him that […]