Her eyes told the tale of her thoughts: There normally wasn’t a bit of anything but submission that came out of her actions. She had learned her place in her Daddy’s world. She craved the love he gave her and the life he provided.
But every now and again, she would find herself conflicted with the big and the little feelings. And just then, as she defiantly took off her plastic pants and began lowering her diaper, the glare of lust in her lowered gaze made clear the two outcomes she was willing to accept.
Without making a sound, she conveyed what she both wanted and needed:
“Daddy, either spank me back into submission or pin me to the bed and RAIL IT OUT OF ME!“
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