Rachel’s punishment

Chapter 1
Rachel's Punishment

Rachel’s punishment

For sometime Rachel had been a naughty Baby Girl, knowing that her Daddy wouldn’t really punish her very hard. The spankings and corner time hadn’t been effective and so Daddy decided that Rachel should suffer a little public humiliation.

Daddy had always promised that he wouldn’t make her a spectacle in public as a Baby Girl, dressing and going out without causing a scene had been acceptable and hadn’t involved other or made anyone feel uncomfortable, however this would be different as a lesson needed to be learned.

Daddy dressed Rachel in her nappy and plain plastic pants, not frillies or bloomers today, a pair of black knee length socks were put on and then a long dress, he could tell that Rachel wasn’t happy with her dress; she wanted to look pretty as Daddy had promised to take her out. She wanted to complain but he reminded her not to speak and to keep sucking her dummy. Her hair was brushed and pulled into a pony tail but without the ribbons she loved to wear. It was clear that Rachel was becoming uncomfortable and possibly had an idea that today wouldn’t be normal day out.

Daddy put her harness on and restrained her wrists, laying her back down Daddy told Rachel that they were going somewhere special and she needed to be a good girl. Daddy told Rachel to close her eyes and then he taped gauze over each eye so that she couldn’t see. She wasn’t too upset by this as they had played with blindfolds before which she had enjoyed and so she felt more relaxed. However this didn’t last for long as Daddy put a shock collar round her neck, ensuring at the metal buttons were in contact with her skin. Rachel had only worn this once before and really hated it, she had received a shock every time she tried to speak and even crying brought about a sharp shock. Rachel tried to whimper but she received a quick shock as a sharp reminder of its sensitivity. Daddy smiled and reminded Rachel that she wasn’t to speak during the whole day, she would be compliant to everything Daddy did to her, Rachel nodded but Daddy could see her start to pout, he smiled knowing that she wouldn’t like her outing today.

As Rachel lay on the bed she felt her Daddy roll her slightly to her left side and when she rolled back she could feel a metal frame under her. Daddy adjusted the frame so that her head and neck were supported, when he was satisfied the front was added and Rachel found that her head and neck were held firmly in place with Velcro straps, she tried to move her hands to feel the contraption but her harness held her hands by her sides.

Daddy added a pair of flat shoes before telling Rachel that she was to stand, he swung her legs over the edge of the bed and helped pull her to a standing position. Rachel felt uncomfortable at her immobility and tried to make a noise receiving a sharp shock in reply, her knees buckled with the shock but Daddy held her firm telling her softly that she was safe and no harm would come to her. Rachel felt a little happier but became upset when she tried to nod her head only to be met with the resistance of her frame. She again tried to cry but once again a sharp shock was received around her neck. Daddy told Rachel to walk forward a few steps, holding her arms firmly and helping her remain upright. As she walked forward he turned her round and told her to sit in a chair, as Rachel sat down she felt it move slightly and realised that Daddy had sat her in a wheelchair. When he was satisfied that she was comfortable Rachel felt a strap tighten round her waist, Daddy lifted each leg and positioned her feet onto the foot rests. To ensure that Rachel was secure Daddy locked a tray onto the front of the chair.

Daddy bent down and after removing Rachel’s dummy told he that they were going out for the day, they would visit the town centre and then he would take her to a cafe for lunch, however as she was clearly recovering from a serious accident she would only be able to have "special food". Rachel tried to mouth "no" but Daddy put his fingers to her lips telling her to "shush".

It was a warm day but windy so Daddy wrapped a cape round Rachel before they left the house. Rachel could feel the warm sun on her face and hear the sounds as they walked down the road; the bumpy road jarring her as she sat immobile in her chair. As they entered the shops Rachel could hear people talking about her, asking what had happened. Daddy explained that she had been knocked off of her bike and was recovering but had to wear nappies and needed to be kept immobile for several weeks. Rachel could feel herself blush as people continued to talk about her, Daddy also explained that she also needed feeding and had to use a sippy cup although she was able to drink through a straw at times.

As they continued through the town Rachel wanted to use the toilet but was afraid to ask because of her collar and started to try and shift in her chair, Daddy noticed this and told Rachel to use her nappy and he would change her later. The warmth of her pee felt comfortable and she could feel the nappy swelling between her legs, but it soon started to feel cold and uncomfortable. Rachel felt the chair stop and heard the sound of a door opening; Daddy wheeled her into a smelly room which she could only assume to be a disabled toilet. Daddy removed her cape and tray, then, lowered her feet to the floor before releasing her waist strap. Rachel felt Daddy’s hands holding her arms as he told her to stand, once standing he turned Rachel round until she felt a hard surface against her bottom. Daddy told her to sit back and as she did he swung her round and lay her down. Rachel hated the changing tables they were cold and smelt, Daddy lifted her dress and pulled down her plastic pants, as he tore away the tapes she felt the cool air against her private parts. He lifted her bottom and rolled the dirty nappy before throwing it into the waste bin. As always Daddy had put a towel under Rachel’s bottom which tickled her, she felt the cool wipes run over her and between her legs and then round her bottom, Rachel always enjoyed this part, it made her feel little and cared for. When Daddy was satisfied that Rachel was clean she felt his fingers exploring inside of her, she wanted to moan with pleasure but couldn’t without being punished, Rachel thought that his was unfair and started to pout. Daddy smiled and put the dummy between her lips. Rachel started to suck as her Daddy slid his fingers in and out of her, she tried to raise her bottom to increase the pressure but Daddy held Rachel against the table to prevent this. He rubbed her "magic button" until she felt it swell and then cruelly stopped putting a cold wipe on it, her muscles tried to hold Daddies fingers but he quickly removed them leaving Rachel panting and totally unsatisfied. She squealed only to be shocked several times until she stopped. Daddy removed the dummy and kissed her lips darts his tongue into her open mouth and then nibbling on her bottom lip, Rachel smiled and dared to silently mouth "I love you Daddy", Daddy smiled, I love you too Baby Girl, he felt his stomach turn every time he said this, although he was punishing her for being naughty he would much rather hold her close, cuddle her and read a bedtime story but she had to be punished. Part of him said cut it short but the other said that his Baby Girl would enjoy it more with the rewards she received afterwards.

Daddy returned Rachel’s dummy to her mouth and rolled her on to her side, Rachel felt a slight pressure against her rosebud, thinking it would be her Daddies fingers she relaxed to receive them but it was cold, he wouldn’t, Rachel sucked hard as she felt a long cold banana fill up her back passage. She tried to push against it but Daddy continued pushing until it had passed her sphincter. She felt it pressing against her bladder and felt the need to pee again. Rachel felt more pressure against her bottom but this time Daddy was pushing a plug into her. He rolled her back and gently inserted two vibrating eggs, which moved inside her with every motion. Rachel started to sniff but Daddy whispered that it wouldn’t be for long, if she was a good girl. Daddy wiped her private parts again with cold wipes then the smell of powder filled her nostrils taking away the dirty smell of the toilet. Daddy raised her bottom and slid a clean nappy under her, then after brushing her “magic button” a few more times she felt her nappy being taped up and then her plastic pants pulled back over her bottom. Rachel felt another belt going round her waist and a cord running from the back between her legs and pulled tight at the front. “Just to keep everything in place, Baby Girl.” Daddy swung her legs round and told Rachel to be ready to stand; as she did so she felt the pressure inside her and the eggs vibrating, Daddy smoothed her dress down and turned her round so that she could sit in her chair again; As she sat down Rachel felt the pressure of the plug pushing into the banana causing her to gasp, this time it was quietly enough not to receive a punishment. She started to breathe heavily with discomfort but Daddy stroked her cheek until she settled down. After a few minutes Rachel felt the waist strap being tightened, her feet being put back of the rests and the tray locked in place. Daddy didn’t put the cape back over her, wanting people to see her restrained in her chair, Rachel realised this and started to wriggle about in her chair but the more she moved the more the eggs vibrated inside her, Daddy chuckled causing Rachel to snort loudly through her nose. Before leaving the toilet Daddy removed the dummy and kissed Rachel and whispered “soon be home.”

The noise was loud after the muffled sounds of the toilet but Rachel was grateful for the feeling of the warm sun on her face and the variety of smells from the town. Daddy told her about all the things they passed and stopped a few times to talk to people who asked what had happened, each time Rachel blushed redder and redder especially when Daddy explained that she needed someone to look after her as she was a little “slow.” She tried to move backwards and forwards which seemed to draw an “ahh” from some patronising people. After a while Daddy said that they were going to have some lunch, the smells of the restaurant filled the air and also filled Rachel with dread. Her chair stopped and she heard the sound of a chair scraping against the pavement, they were eating outside, Rachel started to say “N…” but received a sharp shock and then she felt Daddies hand under her restrained chin as he slipped a straw between her lips, “drink like a good girl or I’ll bring the sippy cup out” The juice felt refreshing and Rachel drank until it had finished. She heard the voice of a waitress asking what Daddy would like for lunch; Rachel seemed to be ignored until she started to dribble. Daddy laughed and said “she always does this if she is being ignored” The waitress gave an uneasy laugh and asked what she would like as they didn’t do “special” foods, Daddy asked whether they could blend her meal and after a moments hesitation agreed that they could. Rachel couldn’t hear what Daddy asked for but hoped that it would be nice even if it was blended; the smell of fresh coffee reminded her that despite the juice she was still thirsty and started to rock in her chair. Daddy put his hand against Rachel’s face and she tried to kiss it, he traced his fingers against her lips and she put her tongue out to try and lick his hand, although he had washed his hands she could still taste her juices on his fingers and this caused her stomach to tighten and her nipples to harden, she wanted to go home, to have her Daddy tease her and play with her; as she thought of this she gurgled and could feel her “magic button” harden and press against her nappy causing her to pant even more. The more she panted the more the eggs vibrated and she could feel the fullness inside her, she wanted to feel Daddy inside her, to feel his warmth length slide in and out of her, to fill her up and to taste his lips on her mouth. She rocked even harder and just when she thought that she would orgasm she let out a cry and received a further sharp shock stopping her pleasure and reducing her to sobs. Daddy brushed his hand over her nipples and then she felt another hand on her head as the waitress asked whether she was alright, “just a little fit, it sometimes happens when she is out, she finds the sounds over whelming, but this will help.” All of a sudden Rachel felt something against her ears and the noise dulled as Daddy put plugs into her ears. Rachel stopped moving, straining to hear any sounds but everything was quiet, she wanted to call out but was too frightened of her collar and sat quietly waiting for her Daddy to let her know what was going to happen.

Rachel sat feeling the warm sun on her face, “I wonder whether there are any clouds, what shapes will they be, what’s that smell? It smells like chocolate, umm I wonder whether Daddy will get me some chocolate as a special treat, oh perhaps not, he’s punishing me, but I have been good. Please Daddy let me have some chocolate, no just take me home and fuck me, no teasing, no foreplay, no cuddling, no kissing just take me and use me, please Daddy, please Daddy” she could feel herself getting excited again but wouldn’t let herself go again. “What’s that, who’s touching my neck, no not a bib, please not in public” Rachel felt the cord tighten round her neck and Daddies hand smooth it down over her chest. The smells again and then a spoon against her lips, she opened her mouth as she tasted mashed parsnips, then “what was that, slightly irony, ohhh sprouts, Daddy got me sprouts” Daddy took his time feeding Rachel, he loved feeding her and was careful not to let her make a mess. Rachel started to enjoy her meal and couldn’t resist dribbling some down her chin; she felt a cool wipe clean it off and then some more, she loved the taste but dribbled some more, this time after the wipes there wasn’t any more, no more sprouts, “would there be chocolate” no just another straw and cold juice. When she had finished Rachel felt another wipe across her face and then the fluffy bib, there wouldn’t be any more. She felt her chair moving off and the bumpy pavement jolting her eggs and plug, her “magic button” rubbing against her nappy until Rachel thought that she would burst with frustration. All of a sudden the chair stopped and she felt the tray being removed and her feet placed on the ground. Rachel hoped that Daddy would change her, she felt the waist belt released and Daddies hands helped pull her up, he turned her round and she felt something soft against the backs of her legs and then under her bottom as Daddy eased her down. Rachel felt her legs lifted and swung round, her shoes removed and then the belt that held her nappy and plug in place. Rachel could feel cool air as her dress was raised and then her plastic pants removed. Her nappy felt thick where she had peed, had she peed, she didn’t remember doing it, the tapes were quickly ripped off and nappy pulled away. The air felt cool and then she felt the wipes cleaning her intimate parts. Rachel tried to move her body up to feel Daddies fingers as he cleaned her and then removed those damn eggs, she felt empty until Daddy pushed his fingers deep inside her, she could feel his fingers rubbing against her filled bowel and the plug invading her rosebud. Her nipples hardened and then her “magic button” he wouldn’t tease her again? Would he? Rachel let out a groan, but no shock, had Daddy turned it off, she daren’t try. Then she felt Daddies hands holding her hips and after a moments hesitation she felt him inside her. Yes, no teasing, no foreplay just fuck me, harder inside her Daddy went, she could feel the fullness and let out a gasp, still no shock, “harder, harder” had she said that or was it in her head, she didn’t care, she could see lights behind her eyes and her muscles tightened around Daddies penis, all of a sudden she felt his penis twitch as he exploded inside of her, the lights behind her eyes became an explosion of coloured lights, her nipples throbbed and she leaked inside as she wrapped her legs round her Daddies waist, keeping him inside her for a moment longer. She felt his lips over her mouth, feeling his hot breath mixing with hers, she wanted to cuddle him but remained immobile, in silence and in the dark, used like a toy, fucked hard like a plaything but she knew that her Daddy loved her and would never hurt her. Perhaps being punished wasn’t so bad.