Letter: Castor Oil Punishment

By | February 22, 2016

Hello MrWashington,

I would just like to say that I am quite displeased with you. Daddy was perusing your site and found a video where you gave one of the girls castor oil. He decided that it would be an appropriate punishment for me when I used the toilet without permission(I hate messing my diaper).

The castor oil tasted horrible and it was really thick and slimy. That itself was enough punishment in my eyes. But the real punishment was when Daddy put on my locking plastic pants and made me sleep in the dog cage. He gave me a bottle of apple juice and two bottles of water to make sure I stayed hydrated.

At first, the taste was the only bad thing that happened. That is until I woke up at 4am with a serious need to poop! I wanted to call out to Daddy, but I knew it wouldn’t help and he would just punish me more.

I tried to hold it in, but then I started to cramp and I knew it was no use. So, I got up on my hands and knees and let go. Even though I had hoped it would be solid, I wasn’t surprised when a hot liquid mess shot out of my ass and filled every part of the diaper. It was disgusting and I started to itch right away.

Miserable, I just lay on my stomach with my head on the pillow and my feet in the air. I hoped Daddy would come and change me soon, but I knew he wouldn’t be awake for hours, so I tried to go back to sleep. Unfortunately, just as I was starting to doze off, another spasm hit me and I filled the diaper even more.

For several hours, the diarrhea sapped me of my strength as I filled the diaper to capacity. Looking down, I could see it starting to leak out of the leg bands into the plastic pants and it made me cry. To stay hydrated, I slowly drank all of the bottles Daddy had left for me, which also led to a full bladder.

When I released my bladder, I immediately regretted it. What had been a minor itch for hours, became a full-fledged torturous itch. I began rubbing my diapered butt against the cage and the floor for relief, but it didn’t really help. I just lay there exhausted and angry until Daddy came to get me. He apologized for punishing me this way and swore he didn’t realize how bad it would be. I asked him to promise to never do it again, but he only promised to keep a closer eye on me next time. *pout*

In closing, please stop giving Daddy such ideas. It’s mean and I blame you! 😛

~Carolyn~

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