Lauren's Departure

Every bump in the road was ****, every tit-revealing turn, a new shifting of weight to reignite the pain of Gina's beaten bottom. Lauren pulled into the driveway and got out.

Gina braced herself, what new thing was Lauren going to do to Gina's defenseless ass? Maybe add rocks to the stroller? Wash her with a garden hose? Maybe give her a metal pacifier and plug it into the wall to help Giba just be done with it all?

Lauren opened the door, unbuckled the poor helpless adult baby, and held her to her hip, doing her best to not actually put pressure on Gina's bottom. Lauren started rubbing Gina's back.

"I suppose we are even, going to have to be, doubt your mom will let me babysit after she sees that rainbow bruise of pain. You know. This was supposed to be my moment of triumph, I got one over Gina Walker, Queen Bitch of No-Name High. But then you had to fucking go and ruin it with that damn...apology." Lauren explained as she carried Gina in and on the changing table.

The exhausted Gina did not need to be restrained. The continuous orgasms, the enthusiastic beating. She was wiped out.

Lauren was stripping Gina naked, a wet wipe cleaned the pissy face. Lauren reviewed the tinctures and powders specificalky bought to help Gina's butt to find an ointment or something to, maybe, help the deep purple welts Gina had instead of buttocks.

Lauren sighed, as some cold lotion was tenderly applied, "So you actually feel bad about what you did to me, a bit fucking late, but fine. Apology accepted. You aren't Gina the Bitch that burned my cunt, now you're Gina the baby that is working on being nice or whatever." A new diaper with a soaker pad was being put on, serving as just more pillowy cushion. "I got over it, don't need to wax or shave, and my team was there to support me, so I'm better than you, better than this."

Lauren got out a fuzzy teddy bear-looking onesie to dress Gina in, Lauren put Gina, on her stomach, in the crib. "I have clothes to wash and hide, and you probably need water if not a bottle, so...stay there."

As if Gina had a choice. But the remainder of the babysitting wasn't the worst, Lauren managed to get some liquid tylenol or something droppered down Gina's throat, helped her hydrate, and left Gina be in her crib. Mom was overheard chatting with Lauren as she slipped away.

After a dinner of oatmeal and formula, Samantha finally discovered Gina's ass before bathtime. Cross about the matter, Lauren's prediction came true and she wouldn't babysit again. Epson salt was added to the bath and Gina was able to soak in it, at least until she pooped. That's when Samantha got her out and back into the teddy-bear onesie to go to bed in.