I never tell her if it’s a wet-diaper day or a dry-diaper day until she’s finish

I never tell her if it’s a wet-diaper day or a dry-diaper day until she’s finished her morning routine of lying by the window until the morning pedestrian rush has thinned out.  By then, she’s either squirming and desperate or wet and apprehensive.  If she’s wet on a dry day, she gets a whipping on her private parts and a painful soapy enema; if she’s dry on a wet day, she gets her private parts lined in little pink binder clips before she is assigned extra chores. -- source link

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