Iâ€™m always trying to think up new ways to punish my naughty ABies. Some punishments are fit for a number of crimes, spanking and whipping, for example, are suitable for most offenses. But sometimes I like to hand out punishment that is a bit more crime specific. For example, washing the mouth out with soap after using foul language is something that is very case specific. I wouldnâ€™t wash out an ABies mouth for making a mess of their bedroom, now that just wouldnâ€™t make any sense.
Recently I was having some trouble with my little Joey. Now Joey can be sweet as pie when he wants to be, but more often than not heâ€™s my little devil! So for a week straight, Joey was going on and on about wanting to play Mommy and Joeys special games, but I told him, if you keep misbehaving there will be no special games. And it went on, all week, Joey ripping off his diaper, Joey not eating his peas, Joey drawing on the wall. And with all that going on, he kept bugging me â€œMommy I wanna play. Mommy, rub my peepee. Mommy I wanna make squirties inside you.â€
Finally I had had enough! I had just caught Joey in my bedroom smelling the panties I had in the hamper. â€œAnd what do you think youâ€™re doing?â€ I asked him. He dropped those panties so fast and turned to be with terror in his little eyes, â€œMommy I wanna playyyy!â€ he whined. â€œMhmm, and do you think naughty ABies get to play with mommy?â€ He kicked his feet and stared at the floor. â€œNooo,â€ he grumbled. â€œYou sit still.â€ I said and ran downstairs, my heels clicking loudly as I made my way into the kitchen. I pulled out a bag of frozen peas and made my way back upstairs. Would you believe that shameless little one had picked my panties back up and was sniffing them again? And not only that, but heâ€™d pulled his diaper off and was yanking at his peepee. I grabbed him by his wrist and pulled him onto the bed. I strapped his arms to the head board and his feet down to the foot of the bed. I stood right next to him and slipped off my panties and pulled off my dress, so I was just in my thigh highs and garter. Joeyâ€™s eyes got big and round. I gave him a wicked smile and dropped the bag of frozen peas on his peepee. He yelped and squeezed his eyes shut. â€œMommmmyyyy!!â€ he yelled. I pressed a finger to his lips and he fell silent. â€œNow, all week I have told you that if you want to play, you need to learn to behave yourself. And have you been behaving?â€ He shook his head as fat crocodile tears started to form in his eyes. â€œThis doesnâ€™t feel very good, does it?â€ I said, shaking the peas on his crotch. â€œNo!â€ he sobbed.
I got onto the bed, between his spread legs and opened myself up so he could see my soft pink pussy. After a second he winced, â€œItâ€™s very uncomfortable when you get excited and your peepee is frozen, isnâ€™t it?â€ I asked, slipping a finger up and down my slit. He stayed silent but looked at me pleadingly.
That lesson seemed to work pretty well on Joey, but Iâ€™ll have to think of a new punishment for the next time one of my ABies misbehaves.