Publisher's Synopsis
A set of rules for him to follow, and if he doesn't... then spanking will be only the beginning. His Big is a demanding man. If he doesn't get things his way, he gets pissed. So pissed he won't think twice before enforcing the rules they both agreed on. There's lots of caring and love between them. That's a given, but things can change all of a sudden for these needy littles and their picky Bigs...
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Harsh Rules
I was his little, and he was my Big, the one who cared for me. But caring for me came at a huge cost. He had a set of rules I needed to follow to the letter, or else I would be punished. And perhaps, the harshest of them involved my diaper. I couldn't touch it!
But I would be lying if I said I didn't disobey him from time to time, when he wasn't looking. How could I not? The material was so soft and gentle. I couldn't go for a day without dabbing my finger on it. But that, as I should have known, was going to be my doing...
Naughty Rules
As his Big, I had some harsh rules for little Bob to follow, and he needed to follow them to the letter. Nothing less would do for me, and punishments were always part of the game. He didn't like that last part, but for now he was being pretty obedient, so it was all good.
A turn of events changed everything, though. Little Bob got tired of following my rules, and decided to change them so that they were more fun. He called them Naughty Rules, and he did so for one particular reason. They all always ended with me sharing my big, fat toy up his dark tunnel...
Disciplining my Little
Mike was a bit naive, had a good heart, and was so cute, but he'd been too naughty these past few months. At 19, he was supposed to have already stopped touching the things he shouldn't, especially at night. He was making me have all sorts of wrong temptations for him I didn't want to harbor.
That all persisted until someone suggested that I should diaper-punish him. Of course, he would have to accept it first, but that was the least of my worries. I knew Mike was going to oblige and become little Mikey. It was his dream, after all. And once he was all docile, I might even share with him my hard and creaming toy with a group of friends he would never forget...
Obey my Rules
Little Tommy chose a different kind of life, one where he didn't have to be like everyone else. He was cute, barely 19, and couldn't let me stop thinking about him. In fact, he was my only obsession. But amid all that, he had some rules he needed to follow. Rules that, if not obeyed, would crush him with dire consequences.
And one day it seemed he was more than willing to challenge them. Me being me, I was already getting everything prepared. With his diaper left in a corner, spanking him at home was going to be just the beginning. I was a very creative guy. There were many kinds of punishments I could come up with for a rebellious little like him...
Obey Mister
Being my little wasn't going to be sufficient for Jerry. He was going to have to obey some rules as well, and call me Mister. If he didn't follow them to the letter, he was going to have to face punishments. He could always just say no, of course, but then, what would be the fun in that?
That's why I wrote all the rules for him, and some he had been breaking recently. Punishment was going to be severe, though I knew part of him was going to enjoy it. He just couldn't stop thinking about taking it hard and throbbing, and I was thinking I was going to make that happen for him...
