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She came back something like one hour later. I didn't said anything as she lifted me off the bed, undressed me once again.
But as she took off my pull-up there she frowned again. I was sure that i didn't wet it, but yet she was mad.
- Didn't i told you to correctly wipe your butt ? (Oh no, this night without the light i didn't clean it so good) That's direct money going to the trash. You're not going your boxer back Mister messy underpants, because i don't want to clean 4 boxers a day, you'll get it back when you'll be a big boy. She then put me by force in a new pull-up.
-Okay stop it, i said. I don't want to wear pull-up all day, that's ridiculous. In fact i want to quit this job.
-Next time, you'll better read your contract : you can't leave before sunday evening.
-We'll see. I said angrily walking through the bedroom door.
But i suddenly felt something grabbing my pull-up, drawning me back, In less than a second i once again was on her knees receving this time not three but only one spanking, but i assure you, the worst i've ever had.
-Now if you don't want anymore spanking you'll have to behave. Right ?
-Right i said, sobbing a little.