The smacks came quickly.
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!
Charlie cried out in shame and pain as his Daddy slapped his bare behind for the first time. He couldn't believe that his Daddy would do this to him, a big fourteen-year old boy.
"I'm sorry Daddy! I'll be good!"
But Daddy kept spanking, ignoring the cries of his wayward son, knowing that this was the only way to get through to him.
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!
Charlie tried to wiggle free, but Daddy had a firm grip on his little boy. Charlie was hysterical, screaming and coughing and choking on his tears.
"P-p-please Daddy, please stop!"
This fourteen-year old boy, who didn't look a day over ten, was sobbing like a toddler. His piss-stained briefs had long been kicked off. He was a helpless little boy at the mercy of his Daddy.
SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!
Daddy decided that Charlie had been spanked enough, though the boy didn't realize the spanking had stopped until two minutes after it ended, he was screaming so loudly.
Daddy picked Charlie up off his lap and stood him up in front of him. Charlie quickly moved to cover his little penis with his hands.
"Put your hands at your side, boy," Daddy said sternly.
"Y-y-yes, Daddy," and Charlie complied, again exposing his boyish genitals to his Daddy.
"Son, I'm sorry that I had to do this, but I think we both know that your behavior has gotten out of control. I want to treat you like an adult, but you're clearly just a little boy. You need boundaries."
"But Daddy, I'm fourteen," Charlie whined.
"You may be fourteen years old, but you're still just a little boy."
Daddy guided a naked Charlie over to the mirror in the hallway.
"Look at yourself. You're not even five feet tall. You don't have a hair on your body below your neck. You're still a little boy."
"But....but"
"No buts. I made a mistake when I tried to treat you like a mature young man. You simply aren't ready for that kind of treatment. From now on, there will be new rules in this house."
Charlie fidgeted nervously, no longer conscious of his nudity.
"What are the new rules, Daddy?"
"From now on, you will be treated like a five year old boy. As your behavior and maturity improves, I will consider upgrading your status. But as of now, you are just a five year old little boy and you will be treated as such."
Charlie was shocked. He didn't know what to say. He could barely remember being five. What would this new life mean?
Daddy sensed his boy's confusion, and answered this unasked question.
"From now on, you will wake up and go to bed when I tell you too. Every night after dinner, you will be given a bath, where I will wash you thoroughly. And before you go to bed, I will powder and diaper you, as you are a little boy who cannot stay dry at night."
"But.. I don't wet the bed!" Charlie cried.
"Do you think I haven't seen the wet sheets you've snuck into the hamper? Who do you think does the laundry here? I know you've been having accidents at night. Be happy I don't keep you in Pampers all day. Judging by today, I'd have good reason to."
Charlie sobbed quietly. He knew he was beaten. He was just a little boy, a fourteen year old with a ten year old's body, now being forced to live like he was only five. He looked down at his naked self, and realized with shame that his little wiener and baby balls were about right for a five year old anyway. He nervously looked up to his Daddy, and asked just one question:
"Do you still love me Daddy?
"Of course, I still love my little boy," his Daddy smiled, and picked up little naked Charlie and cradled him in his arms. Charlie was relieved, but still very nervous. Hugs and kisses were great, but what will being a little boy 24 7 be like?
To be continued.....