    My Aunt's House

    There once lived a 13 year old boy named Tim. His parents had just died
    and he was going to go stay with his aunt.

    Beep Beep! The taxi driver was getting impatient. I was finishing
    packing up my belongings to go to my aunt’s house. My aunt was a tall,
    strong, pretty 21-year-old woman and never took NO for an answer. I
    hopped in the taxi and we drove 3 hours to her house. When I got there
    I noticed how big it looked. It had three bedrooms, one guest room,
    three bathrooms, one kitchen, and a medium living room. I picked up my
    bags, and rang the door bell. No longer than three seconds Aunt Helen
    was towering over me.

    "Hello, sweetie!" she said while hugging me. "Come inside." I walked
    inside and noticed the essence of my parents.

    "Should I put my bags in my room?" I said while walking to my door.

    "NO!.... I mean no, I'll take care of them."

    We talked about how I was feeling, am I okay, and all the other stuff.
    We talked for about 15 minutes and then went out for dinner. We went to
    this fancy restaurant that was my aunt’s favorite. We took our seats
    and I ordered a hamburger with fries and a large Coke, and Aunt Helen
    had a seafood dish and some of her favorite wine that was VERY
    expensive. We just sat there and talked for a while, while we ate our
    meals.

    Then my Coke was getting to me. I sat up and accidentally bumped the
    table, causing the wine to spill all over Aunt Helen. She screamed at
    the top of her lungs. She set $70 on the table, grabbed my arm and led
    me to the car. She shoved me in the back seat and drove home, not
    saying a word. We got home, she grabbed my arm again and threw me on
    the couch. She ripped off her shirt, exposing her hugs tits and bra.
    She held the shirt in my face

    "DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH THIS SHIRT COSTS????? NO I DON'T THINK YOU DO!!"
    I started to cry. She picked me up set me over her knee, pulled down my
    underwear and spanked me! I started to bawl all over her. After 20
    minutes of spanking she pulled me to my new bedroom, still naked. She
    opened the door and I saw an enlarged nursery. I was shocked. Still
    crying through my tears I started to apologize.

    "I sorry. I'm sorry, Please don't do this!"

    "Well, sorry is not going to take the stain out of this shirt!" she
    yelled. She laid me on the changing table, buckled me in and diapered
    me. She laid a diaper under my tush, powdered me and pulled the diaper
    up and taped it.

    "Now, don't we look cute?" she cooed. "Wow! It's already 7:00, better
    get you to bed." She went to one of the dressers and pulled out a
    Barney footed sleeper. She unclipped the stomach strap and put the
    sleeper on me. She zipped up the sleeper in the back so I couldn't get
    out. I started to cry again. This time she picked me up pulled me over
    her shoulder and patted me on the back, while rocking and bouncing. I
    gently drifted off to sleep. She put me in the crib and locked it up
    tight. As I slept there I thought, this is my new life.