Silence Is Golden... But Duct Tape Is Silver (Tumblr Original)

Come here, Missy. Yes, you heard me.You know just how much of a little brat you’re being right now, don’t you? Of course you do. You heard Daddy when he told you to pick up your toys. You heard him when he reminded you a second time, very clearly… And you definitely heard him the third time, too—that time when he also heard that naughty reply of yours calling your Daddy a very bad name. Baby, you know full well that you’re not allowed to use such dirty words anymore! And so… well, you leave me no choice.

Get over here, now. Never mind, I’ll pull you over here myself. Off come your clothes: that T-shirt, those little shortalls, your pretty little bunny socks, those flowery panties. Oh, what’s this? They’re damp? Oh, I see…you’re simply begging for this, aren’t you? You want Daddy to be rough with you, don’t you? Of course you do. You’re such a needy, horny little brat sometimes…

Over my knee, then, you dirty-mouthed little girl. Let’s see if a stinging, red little booty will help remind you of your place, hmm? Go ahead. Struggle all you like, baby. Both of us love a desperate little struggle: me because I get to show you how strong I am, and you because you love losing… Oh, had enough already? Ten more spanks, baby: ten more, and then we’re done… with this part of your punishment, at least.

Because spankings alone aren’t nearly enough to handle a horny, potty-mouthed little brat like you, are they? Of course not. Come with me, you sniffling little baby. Time to show you just how mean Daddy can be to a disobedient brat like you. Oh, quit blubbering! I’ve had just about enough of your whining, little girl, so open up. Yes, now. Oh, you don’t like the taste of your own damp panties? That’s just too bad, now, isn’t it? I don’t like to hear my sweet little girl mouthing off and using nasty words, either. Nope, no spitting them out. In fact, why don’t we make sure they can’t slip out, period?

Oh, yes, that’s right: nothing like duct tape to fix little problems around the house. Round, and round again, and round those soft, bulging cheeks a few more times. Oh, that’s shut you up, hasn’t it? Such cute, pathetic little murmurs now, and nothing more. Glare at me all you like, little one. I love seeing you staring mutely up at me from behind a nice strong layer of tape. It really shows just what a helpless little girl you are when Daddy’s in charge, doesn’t it?

But we’re not stopping there, baby—not by a long shot. On the changing table with you. As wet as you are already, you’re definitely not fit to wear anything other than an extra thick, embarrassing baby diaper—full of stuffers too, just to make it even thicker and more humiliating… Oh, yes, that’s better! And now some duct tape around those diaper tapes too, just to ensure you can’t take it off…

Off the table, you little baby. We’re not done yet—not by far. Into that chair by the window now… yes, just like that. Spread those waddling little legs for me, baby. And there we go: tape around those ankles, strapping them firmly to the chair legs. You’re not going anywhere now, not at least until Daddy says so… Those hands of yours? Here, hold these socks for me, one in each hand. Now. And round and round and round again, turning those meddling little hands into sweet, helpless little balls that can’t do anything. Oh, that’s adorable! Now why don’t we tape them behind you to the chair with a couple more wraps?

And now comes my favorite part, baby. Wriggle all you like, but you’re going to be wriggling a lot more very soon. Oh yes, you see what I have in my hand, don’t you? It’s your magic wand, honey—and I know just where to put it. Wow, this duct tape is so useful, isn’t it? Round and round we go, fastening that wand nice and tight to my bratty little baby princess, forcing it deep into that puffy, humiliating padding between your legs… You won’t be able to escape it, baby, let alone turn it off now that I’ve switched it on. You’re going to be stuck here with that wet, naughty little diapered pussy of yours, trapped with that wonderful wand teasing you mercilessly, forcing you to cum: not once, not twice, but over and over for me… and for anyone else who might happen to wander past the window, hmm?

But let’s not forget the final touch, baby! I wouldn’t want my horny little brat to get dehydrated with all that wetness down there, you see. Oh, yes: those wide little eyes of yours are so sweet and amusing, those anxious stares as you see me hanging this full enema bag and hose beside you. Don’t worry, it’s clean! All we need is to cut a neat little slot in that duct tape over your mouth, see? And in goes the hose, and on goes a bit more tape…like so. Ready for a refreshing little drink, honey? No? Well, too bad - because I’m opening the valve right about… now.

And there we are, little one! No more brattiness, no more dirty words. Just meek little gulps in the wonderful silence, and the only other sound the humming of that magic wand. Struggle all you like, baby. You’re not going anywhere until Daddy says so. And really, that might be a very long time. That diaper of yours should last quite awhile, after all, and as horny as you are right now, I bet the more time you get to spend with that wand, the better, right? Oh, are you frightened that someone might see you? that they might look in the window and see what a dirty, horny, helpless baby girl you are? Yes, you’re right: they just might see you here, all naked and struggling in your soggy diaper, cumming and gulping and helpless to do anything about it… But I guess that’s just a risk we’re going to take, isn’t it? Maybe you should have thought about that possibility before mouthing off to Daddy, don’t you agree? 

Silence is golden, they say, and duct tape is silver. But you know what else is golden, baby girl? That apple juice streaming into your mouth… and that pee that’s going to start flooding into your diaper and around your horny little pussy any minute now. Wait, are you cumming already? It’s really difficult to tell since you’re so quiet behind your panty gag and all that tape… Hmm, why don’t we leave you here with the wand for a few more hours, just to make sure you’ve had enough? Daddy wants to make sure you’ve learned your lesson, after all…