I misbehaved - again - so I got an enema for punishment. Since my dirty diapers always smell so wonderful, I was tied to the railing on the back porch where anyone looking into the yard could see me. As much as I didn't want to fill my diaper, I knew the sooner I got it over with the sooner I could go back inside.

My whimpers were mildly muffled by the pacifier gag in my mouth as I struggled to empty my bowels, but he kept admonishing me for my behavior. The mess is quite obvious to anyone looking. I really hope none of the neighbors saw me.