Have Her Daddy Punish Her

Old Rule: All Dreamies go to the bathroom in C hall, at 2:45 PM on Fridays.

You hear the bathroom door open up behind you, so you spin your office chair around dramatically. "Hello Lacey!"

"Ah!" One of the twins, Tabitha screams and flies against the door slamming it shut. She clutches her heart in terror. "Oh my god! What are you doing here?"

Well that's embarrassing. What are the chances? "Oh, sorry I thought you were someone else. And it wasn't your sister this time." You look down at her feet, as you do, being a foot man and all. She's wearing one shoe on one foot, and a sock on the other. "Boy you guys are really trying things out aren't you?"

Her feet go pigeion toed self consciously. "What are you doing here?" She repeats.

"Oh sorry. I'm waiting for Lacey, we have a meeting."

She claws as the tile lightly. "Sooo can I..."

"Yes, oh geez." You check your phone. "Can you hold on for just a minute? She'll be here any second and then..."

"I really have to go."

"You can't?"

"No."

"Not even?"

"No."

"What if I ordere..."

"No."

"Okay fine." You spin your chair back around. "Just make it quick."

Quick is her middle name. She's in the stall and has her pants pulled down in a flash. You have to hum to yourself quite loudly to overpower the sound of her stream. She must have some impressive kegals. You're humming so loudly you almost block out the sound of the door opening, it's only lacey's quick "Ahh!" That tips you off.

"Hello Lacey!" You say it a little louder than you did last time so she can hear you over the fucking horse pissing a few stalls down.

"What are you doing in here?"

"Well I thought we'd be alone, first of all." You glare daggers at the occupied stall.

"This is the cleanest restroom because no one uses it!" The stall replies.

Whatever. You look Lacey over. She's wearing a cuties white shirt with a frilly neck and sleeves, her hair is in pig tails, she got some bobby socks on under her pink velcro shoes, and her tiny pink shorts leave no room for a diaper at all. "Lacey dear, be a good girl and pull your pants down."

She sniffles, and you watch as her eyes get big and watery as she pulls them down to ankles. She's wearing panties with tweety bird on them. Cute, but not quite correct. She pulls the hem of her shirt down to cover them up, and squirms on her feet. She's really getting her little girl act down.

"So you are aware you were supposed to wear a diaper once a week right? As punishment for lying to me?" She nods, and lowers her head to the ground. Looking so cute and guilty! Damn she's good. You almost don't want to punish her. "So why are you hurting my feelings now, by throwing y generosity in my face?"

"Daddy said I didn't have to wear a diaper today! He dressed me! I didn't know, I thought he was listening to you."

"I see." You nod your head. "Chad will you come out please?"

A bathroom stall opens up, and both Lacey and Tabitha scream.

"There was another boy in here?" Cries the bathroom stall. "He's not even a FUI!"

"Chad have you been dressing Lacey?" He doesn't even have to answer. It's clear by the way Lacey's squirming that she was caught in a lie.

"No. She's be dressing herself. Because she said she was a good girl and could handle it."

"I am a good girl!" Lacey stomps her feet, and her sneakers light up.

"No you're not." You correct. "You're a bad girl and you need to be punished. Pampering has obviously done you no good. I'll let you decide, bump you up to two diaper days, or start giving you wet days instead."

"Two diaper days." She cries. "Please."

"Fine Twice a week you have to wear a diaper." You feel the absolute authority the school has endowed you with lock that statement into place as the undeniable truth. "Now Chad, spank your baby and send her back to class."

Chad nods and marches over to Lacey. Your authority overides whatever relationship they'd been building over the last week. "Daddy no, please!" She knew there was no moving your stone heart, but maybe Chad would budge.

He did not. His lifted Lacey up over his shoulder, and tore her little girl panties down around her ankles. She hung over him like a scarf, butt facing you, just begging for ****.

Then the bathroom stall opened up and Tabitha headed over to the sinks to wash her hands. Everything just kind of paused and came to a standstill as you all watched her soap up her hands, rinse them off, and wipe them dry. "See you at the mall Chad." She said before scurrying out the bathroom for good.

Any way.

Chad brought his big ass meaty hand down on Lacey's poor little rump and it sounded off like a firecracker. She squeaked like a mousetrap had snapped shut on her, and you could already see her butt turn radiation red. And this happened again, and again and again.

SMACK SMACK SMACK

No Mercy. You didn't know if Chad was mad at her for lying, trying to throw him under the bus, or if he just likes spanking girls. No matter what it was, he laid into her ass with apalm and skill.

She was crying, and kicking her legs. She managed to shake her shorts off of one legs, so her pink shorts just hung limply from a foot. Her ass looked like two granny smith apples, and couldn't resist going over there and giving them a quick pinch. "That's enough Chad." You said after a long while. You walked around him him so you could see Lacey's face. "Not quite so cute now." You said fondly. Her face was red, and puffy. Her Mascara as runny black lines, and a string of snot ran from her nose to her chin.

You take your hand and smear it across her face in several big circles, making sure she's nice and ugly for her last class. You admire the smeared snot and makeup as you dry your hand off on her pigtail. "I may make you follow Rules Lacey," You grab her cheeks between your fingers so he's looking at you. ",but this isn't a game."

"Yes sir." She whimpers.

"Now get to class."

"But I... I still have to tinkle."

"Then you should have said you wanted a wet day as your punishment. You can hold it until you get home. You're a big girl."

"Okay." Chad sets her back down on her feet, and she goes to pull up her panties and correct her shorts, but ya stop her, because you're a scamp.

"How about you return to class like that, and tell everyone that you got a spanking for being a bad girl?"

"What?"

"You waddle with your panties around your ankles, back to class, stand in the front, bend over and tell everyone that. Then waddle on back to your seat, and learn something new from your teacher."

"I... I... Okay."

"There's the good girl." Your voice goes a little babyish just to be that much more patronizing. The two of you watch her candy red ass awkwardly move out of the bathroom. "Gotta say Chad I didn't think you had it in you to punish your Dreamie."

"She lied." He says simply. "I had to do it. Those are the rules."

"I think you deserve a reward for that Chad. Now that I know I can trust you. "

He still seems pretty bummed out about having to punish Lacey so doesn't light up as brightly as Mindy had when she snitched on Lacey. "Oh yeah? What kind of reward."

"Tell ya on Monday." You head for the door. "Enjoy The Mall."