Baby Jenny by BJ
BABY JENNY PART 4
For the first few days after Mommy had taken me to see her friend, the Doctor, my life settled
down to a familiar routine.
Mommy would change me at bedtime, putting a clean diaper on me, together with a pair of plastic
panties. She would put a pacifier in my mouth, tying the ribbons around my head. Mommy said
this was to stop it falling out during the night. She then put a pair of mittens on my hands,
tying them together, which she said wasl to stop them falling off my hands.
She said I did not need a nightie, as it was really warm in the Nursery. She shut the gate on
my crib, and put a litle lock on it, which, Mommy said, was to make sure I stayed safe during
the night. When I looked up, I could see my ceiling through the bars over my head. It was
painted a really nice pink, and had lots of stars on it. I usually went to sleep dreaming of
the real sky, which I did'nt seem to see very much since I moved to Mommys house.
In the mornings, mommy would wake me up and help me out of my crib. She would make me stand
still while she took off my mittens and took the pacifier out. I was very glad when she did
that, because it made my mouth ache, and was very uncomfortable. I asked Mommy if I could sleep
without the mittens and pacifier, but she said the mittens were to stop me undoing my diapers
and stroking my cunny, and the pacifier was to keep me quiet during the night, as she did'nt
want to be disturbed by a crying baby.
Mommy would then take me to the changing table, where she would make me lie down, fix the straps
to my legs and lift them up, she would then take off my diaper and wash my cunny and my bottom.
After putting a clean diaper on, she would tell me to crawl to the stairs, and go up to the
kitchen for my breakfast where Mommy would put me in the high chair and tie a bib round my neck.
Breakfast was always the same. It was pureed cornflakes. Mommy said this was really good for me
and would keep me clean inside. I would have a bottle of milk and Mommy said that I had to
drink it all up. Mommy also made me take a little white pill each morning. She said it was to
stop me making babies, which is what Mary used to tell me, but I really did not know how I
could make babies anyway.
After breakfast Mommy would make me crawl into the excercise room, where she would make me ride
the funny bike with no wheels or run on the moving floor. When I was tired out, Mommy would let
me crawl over to my Playpen, where I would play with my dollies and watch some cartoons on TV.
Sometimes I would go to sleep.
After I had played in the playpen, Mommy would make me do some cleaning and polishing. She
would then take me down to the Nursery, where we would play the sex games that Mommy liked so
much.
One day she said it was time that I shaved her cunny again, and she fetched her shaver and said
I could also take off the hairs on her bottom. I liked doing this as it excited me to play with
Mommy's cunny. She said I should lick her all over to make sure that I had taken off all her
hairs
Mommys favorite game was the one where she stood up and made me put my mouth on her cunny. She
said I was to press my mouth hard against her, while she did a pee. Her pee would run down my
throat, and I had to drink it all up. One time when I spilled some, mommy put me on the
changing table and spread my legs apart with the straps. She fetched her leather belt and
really spanked my cunny. It hurt very much and made me do a pee, which made Mommy even more
angry, and she spanked me even harder. I cried very much because it hurt. Mommy said she loved
me and it was for my own good.
Mommy liked to drink my pee, and often made me stand in the corner until I had to pee. I had to
tell her I wanted to pee, and if I did it on the floor, she would start the spanking all over
again. My cunny gets very red and very sore when she spanks it.
Mommy says I am only a baby, and won't let me use the potty unless she is there to watch me pee
or poop. She says I must use my diapers like a little baby. I don't mind this as I do like
peeing and pooping in my diapers. I like to poop in my panties and let it all run down my legs,
this makes me feel real good. Sometimes Mommy lets me do it if I have been a good girl and
played nicely with her.
One day mommy took off her panties and sat down on my potty, doing a really big poop. When she
had finished, she said it was time I learned to be her toilet paper. She lied down on the sofa
and opened her legs very wide. She made me put my nose against her bottom, which was all poopy,
and lick her bottom clean. I did'nt like that at all. Her poop tasted horrible and it made me
sick. Mommy made me clean up the sick, and then said I was to carry on cleaning her bottom.
When I had finished Mommy said that she was going to punish me for being sick. She said I had to
learn to like the taste of poop. She fetched a towel and emptied her poop out of the potty onto
the towel. Then she made me sit on the floor and she wrapped the towel all round my face. Her
poop went all over me, in my hair and up my nose. It was horrible. I did'nt know why she did
it to me because I was trying to be a good girl and do what she said. I was very unhappy now,
and really wished I was back in my own room with my Job and Mary to look after me. Mommy made
me keep the towel round my face for ages before she undid it, and I could hardly breath and
nearly fainted.
She fetched her camera and took lots of pictures of me all covered in poop. Then she said I was
a filthy child and needed a spanking. I was still all poopy, but Mommy put me over her lap and
spanked me with her belt. It hurt a lot, but not as much as when she spanks my cunny. I did'nt
know why I was naughty and a filthy child, because Mommy had done it to me, and it was'nt my
fault.
When she finished spanking me she made me crawl into the bathroom, where she washed me with the
shower. She had the water very hot and it started to really burn me and hurt my sore bottom.
She used the shower to wash inside my cunny, which made me feel a bit better.
After that day, Mommy often made me be her toilet paper, but I hated it as it always made me
feel sick. But I did'nt dare be sick, otherwise Mommy would get so mad and really smack me with
the belt.
One day, I was in my Playpen, when Uncle Jim came to see me agian. He said Hello, he had come
over to see me and to play with me again. He said that Mommy had told him I was good at being a
toilet paper and that he wanted me to show him how I do it. He took me to a new room upstairs
that I had'nt seen before.
It was a very nice room with a window. It had a really big bed, some chairs and things. In the
corner was another door, which Uncle Jim said was the bathroom. The floor was just shiny lino
and there was'nt any carpets. There were lots of shelves on one wall, and I could see all sorts
of things, but I only knew what one or two were. There was several of the didos that Mommy had
shown me before and some canes and spanking paddles. On the ceiling were some hooks, and
hanging from them were several sorts of straps. Uncle Jim said that he had made this room
specially for playing with me.
Uncle Jim took off my diaper and said I really looked lovely when I was naked, and that I was
his favorite girl. That made me feel quite good. He said I must be very careful not to pee or
poop while I had my diaper off, or he would be very angry with me. He said if I felt that I
needed to go, I should tell him. Uncle Jim said that I should now undress him, and made me take
off his shirt and trousers until he was naked as well. His cock was very hard and very big. It
stood out straight and I could see his balls were hard as well. He said he wanted to look at my
cunt first to see if it was very hairy. I knew he meant my cunny but he likes to call it my
cunt.
He said he would shave me. and fetched his shaver. He rubbed it all over my cunny and my
bottom, then he said that I was to shave him next. He said I should hold his cock with one hand
and rub the shaver around it with the other. He lay down on the bed with his legs open. After
a while he said I must shave his arse, which I knew meant his bottom. He reached down and
opened his bottom and said I should get on with it. He said that If I did not do it properly,
he would spank my cunt and make me do it again until it was done properly. I tried really hard
to do it as he wanted, but he said it was not good enough. He said that I was to go over to the
shelves and bring back a belt for him to spank me with. There was only one belt on the shelf,
so I picked it up and took it to him. He then made me lie on the floor and pulled some straps
down from the ceiling. They were fixed to a long sort of stick, which was hanging from the
ceiling on some rope. He fixed the straps round my ankles and pulled the rope, which lifted me
upside down, right up in the air. My legs were held really wide apart by the stick, and I was
very afraid. When my head was just off the floor he stopped and said that I looked very good
upside down. I started to feel very dizzy, and shouted that I wanted him to let me go.
He fetched a dido that looked just like his cock and put it in my mouth. He tied some straps
round my head and pulled the dido so tight that I could'nt speak and could only cry to myself.
He picked up the belt and spanked my bottom and my cunny with it. I felt like I was on fire it
hurt so much. He spanked me lots of times and started to spank my legs as well, and I was very
sore and hurting. I just did not know why he was doing this to me, as I was always nice to him
and played with him. As he was spanking me, I suddenly did a pee, which ran all over me and
dripped onto the floor. It made the belt wet, which made it hurt even worse when he spanked me.
Uncle Jim was very mad, and said the he had told me to tell him when I wanted to do a pee. I
could'nt talk as I still had the dido in my mouth and could only cry to myself.
After a while, he let me down and took the dido out of my mouth. I was very glad that he had
taken it out, as I had a hard job to breath while it was in me. Then he said that I was to lick
up all my pee from the floor. It was cold and tasted horrible, but Uncle Jim held my hair and
pushed my face onto the floor, and I had to do as I was told. When I had finished, he wiped my
face with a towel, and said that I had better start shaving him again, but properly this time,
if I did not want another dose of the strap. I was very careful and made sure that I took off
all his hairs this time. He said that was much better, and that I had certainly learned my
lesson.
Uncle Jim then asked if I needed to poop. I said that I was'nt sure if I did because I hurt so
much. He told me to bend over the bed and spread my legs apart so that he could feel in my
bottom to see if there was any poop ready to come out. He said he could feel it in my bottom,
and made me lick his fingers clean. My poop tasted horrible and I was nearly sick again.
Uncle Jim said that he was going to fuck me in the arse, and said I should reach behind me and
pull my bottom open. He spread some vasaline on my bottom and started to push his cock in me.
It went in quite easy, and did'nt hurt to much. In fact, I quite liked the feeling that it gave
me. He started to fuck me by pushing it in and pulling out very quickly. After some time, he
made a lot of grunting noises and shook all over. I knew he had cum, and I could feel his cum
going up my bottom. It felt nice and I liked that feeling.
When he pulled his cock out, it had started to go soft, so he made me kneel in front of him and
he put his cock in my mouth. It tasted horrible. It had my poop all over it and it had his cum
on it. He got hold of my hair and made me suck it until it got all big and hard again. It was
right down my throat and I thought I was going to die because I could'nt breath again. All of a
sudden I just had to get it out, so I bit him very hard with my teeth. He jerked his cock out of
my mouth and screamed in agony. I was very pleased that I had hurt him. He was really angry
now, and started to slap my face very hard. He said that I was going to get another real
spanking and that he was going to pull all my teeth out, then I could'nt bite him again.
I was so scared now, and said I was very sorry that I had done it and promised that I would be
good, but please don't pull my teeth out. he went over to the shelves and got some silver
things that looked like pliers. He threw me on the bed, and sat on my tummy. he got hold of my
nose and squeezed it until I could'nt breath, and had to open my mouth. he put the pliers on one
of my teeth and held it very tight. he said that this was my only warning, and next time he
would finish the job. I was so scared that I could not stop myself from pooping, and it went
all over the bed and Uncle Jims legs. He stood up and said that he was fed up with me. he made
me lick my poop from his legs until they were clean. Then he held my hair and pushed my face
into my poop on the bed. he held me there and it went all over my face and in my nose and
mouth. It was horrible and I wanted to die. I knew then that I hated Uncle Jim and Mommy.
When he let me up, he wiped my face with a towel, and said that he was nearly ready to poop, but
he would spank me some more first. This time he tied the straps round my wrists, and pulled me
up until my feet were off the ground. Then he got something he called a riding crop, and
started to hit my titties very hard.
All of a sudden, he stopped hitting me and let me down onto the floor. he said I should get my
potty quickly, so I ran over to it and brought it to Uncle Jim. He sat down on the potty, just
like Mommy does, and started to poop. When he finished, he stood up and said I should have a
look at it. It looked real horrible and I wanted to be sick. Uncle Jim lay on the bed and
lifted up his bottom. He said if I did a good job of cleaning him, he might not spank me again.
I pressed my nose into his bottom and started to lick him clean. It was just like cleaning
Mommy, and I hated it.
When I had finished, he said that it was time for me to get the room cleaned up. He made me
wash the floor and change the bed cover. I had to put all the dirty things in a plastic bag,
ready for me to wash later. After I cleaned the room, Uncle Jim took me into the bathroom, and
made me get in the bathtub. He washed me all over, and washed my hair. When I was clean, he
got a clean diaper and put it on me. Then he said I should go downstairs. When we reached the
living room, Mommy was sitting in the chair. She looked at my red legs and titties and asked
Uncle jim what he had been doing to me. When Uncle Jim told her, she got a little mad, and said
that he should be more careful. Uncle Jim said that I had crapped on him, and he punished me
for doing it. Uncle Jim then said that she had better get me toilet trained, because the
Punters would'nt stand for me crapping on them, unless they wanted me to.
Mommy said that he surely did'nt mean to go ahead with his plans, but Uncle Jim said I was his
meal ticket, and had to earn my keep. Mommy said that she would look after me and make sure I
did'nt get hurt too much. I really did'nt know what they were talking about, and was getting
very scared again. Mommy said that Uncle Jim was going to live with us now, and that I should
call him Daddy.
Mommy said I should go to the nursery and get some sleep, so she took me downstairs and put me
in my crib, locking the gate. She said that I could sleep without the pacifier and mittens this
time.
