A nother week passed and we heard nothing from Ursula until a phone call came on Friday night. Ursula was distraught from her tone of voice and shared with DeeDee and me that she had been very bad. She talked to us as though she was a little girl who had done something very wrong. She asked if we could pick her up and bring her to our home for the evening. We were a bit concerned as we went to meet her at her college dormitory. This all seemed unusual since she usually worked at the pharmacy on Friday nights. Nevertheless, we arrived to find young Ursula waiting for us with a small overnight bag in hand. When she saw us she ran toward our car and hugged us as she got in. She was reluctant to respond to our inquiries as to why she was upset. We did not push matters and assumed that she'd tell us when she was ready. Our drive home was silent. DeeDee and I assured her that we would take care of her no matter what the problem was. We arrived home and shared drinks, then a nice dinner. After a few more drinks, Ursula began to tell us of her problems. "I am so glad to have you two to take care of me. I love you both very much. Only you can help me." We reacted with concern. "I got upset with my boss at work. He called me on the phone and wanted me to work during the week and I told him I couldn't. I became mad and was rude to him and he fired me from my job. I am so upset and I know that I did the wrong thing. I was a bad girl, very bad. I need to be punished for being this way."

DeeDee and I were not sure how to take this confession. She persisted with her tale. "Yes, I was very naughty. I should not have spoken to my boss this way. I know I need to be punished severly. I feel so bad that only you two can make me feel better. Please, Al and DeeDee, treat me like a naughty little girl," she cooed sexily.

DeeDee and I got the message clearly. There was more to this than met the eye! This 18 year old Swedish exchange student was begging for some sort of sexual punishment and the job story whatever sexual fantasy turned this child on! Picking up on the mood, DeeDee said simply, "Oh, Ursula, that was indeed very naughty of you to speak to your boss that way. You certainly do need a punishment. Sit right here at this table while Al and I discuss what should happen to you." DeeDee spoke in a stern voice as my cock stirred in my pants. Ursula whimpered as DeeDee and I excused ourselves and departed for the bedroom. A sly grin crossed our faces as we headed for the bedroom.

Ursula sat alone at our dinner table for nearly five minutes as DeeDee and I worked out an elaborate plan. Ursula would indeed be punished. She had orchestrated this entire scene and almost had us convinced that something was wrong. We later found out, in fact, that she had simply taken the weekend off and had concocted this story to get us to play out her need to be forced into submission. We were naturally glad to role play this one, especially since we ourselves often have DeeDee playing the naughty little girl.

We returned to the dining room and found Ursula looking at us demurely with a slight smile on her lips. "Come Ursula," toned DeeDee harshly reaching for her hand. She helped Ursula to her feet. "Now, undress yourself, dear. Quickly, please." Ursula complied and soon was standing before us without a stitch on her nubile young body. She blushed and instinctively held one hand across her breasts and the other in front of her blonde pubic patch.

"Now, Ursula, you've been a bad girl and Daddy has to spank you. Do you understand?" She nodded her head. I rose and escorted this child to the couch where I placed her across my lap. As DeeDee watched I brought my palm down smartly upon her right cheek. I did the same to her left cheek and alternated several times. Ursula winced and uttered a few "ow's" and "no's" as she received my spanking. Her young buttocks tinged red from the spanking and she wiggled her bottom from side to side. I continued to bring my hand down on this girl's moving rear. After a minute or so, I stopped and gestured to DeeDee to bring certain items from the bedroom. Moments later, my wife appeared with a soft comforter which she spread on the floor. I assisted Ursula to her feet and made her stand naked before us with her behind now glowing from my treatment. DeeDee now brought out something special from the bedroom. It was an adult sized cloth diaper and pair of plastic pants. She lay Ursula down on her back on the comforter, pulled her legs up in the air and slid the diaper under her pink buttocks. DeeDee then used two large diaper pins to secure the cotton folds and carefully slid the plastic pants over the diaper. Since the pants were made of clear material, we could see the neatly pinned diaper underneath the plastic...a rather titillating sight. DeeDee now pulled a small white short tee shirt over Ursula's head and handed her a baby bottle. Two small ribbons were clipped on either side or Ursula's hair. DeeDee handed Ursula a teddy bear to complete the image.

Satisfied with our creation, we sat Ursula on her comforter in the middle of the floor to ponder her sore bottom. We sat on the couch and began to lecture her. "Ursula, you have been very, very bad talking to adults that way. Since you have acted like a baby, that's how we'll treat you. You've brought this on yourself. Now sit there and be quiet!" DeeDee sounded convincing.. Puzzled, Ursula sat quietly as we amused ourselves on the couch pretending to be mad parents of a bad baby. Shortly, Ursula began whimpering. "I have to peepee." DeeDee indicated that the diaper was for that purpose. Tears appeared in Ursula's eyes as a yellow stain began to spread in the white cotton beneath the clear plastic diaper.

Seeing this young adult dressed as a baby wetting herself was becoming a serious turn on for me. The fantasy progressed, however. "Now I think I have to go poopoo, "sobbed Ursula. Sensing my condition, she crawled up on my lap and snuggled. I felt the warmth of the yellow stain in her diaper as she squirmed on my lap." I gotta go poo, DaDa,” she cooed. Moments later her face tensed and reddened. I felt her strain her body and heard certain noises. My hand moved to the read of the diaper. I felt a warm bulge emerge from between her cheeks. Good Grief, this wild girl was actually shitting in a diaper as I held her on my lap. I was now very aroused and my cock pushed through my pants against her infantile clothing.

"Bad Baby, Ursula. You pooed your diaper and we have to change you, "chided DeeDee. "Maybe you have a little bowel problem and need an enema to take care of it." I nodded my head in agreement as we helped Ursula toward the bathroom. Planning ahead, my wife had spread the latex rubber sheet over some towels on bathroom floor. We laid Ursula on her back and removed the protective pants. We then undid the dirty diaper. Ursula's bottom was in need of a wiping and ignoring any smell ,I did the honors. Wiping a woman's rear is something which turns me on and I found this to be very exciting. Unable to resist any longer, I lowered my pants as DeeDee was placing the soiled diaper in a white trash bag. I held Ursula's legs up and slid my erect cock between the girl's still brown cheeks. DeeDee joined in by holding Ursula's legs back to expose her anus. The head of my penis rubbing against the dirty crinkled hole stirred thoughts of anal sex to my mind. I wonder if I could get it in. But first, the enema. It was time to give this naughty girl a punishment enema for her transgressions.

"OK, Baby Ursula, it's time for your enema. You certainly must have a bathroom problem to soil you diaper like this, "scolded DeeDee. I observed as my wife filled the enema bag and handed me the Vaseline jar. I momentarily stroked my cock, the head now slightly brown. But exercising some degree of self control, I unscrewed the Vaseline and scooped a large gop of it on my middle finger. There is something very sensual about Vaseline, I thought as I applied it liberally to young Ursula's crack. I felt my finger slide into her anus and I massaged the opening. My finger was now tan in color and smelled musky. As I wiped my hand with some toilet paper, DeeDee inserted the long douche nozzle into Ursula's rear. She carefully examined the tube and slid it in and out, masturbating the girl's anus. Ursula did not protest. Now DeeDee released the clamp. “Ursula, you will have to hold this enema while you get another spanking, this time from me." The flow of water into the poor girl's bottom was steady and fast. I could see her grimace with cramps from time to time. She uttered a few moans as she received the enema, her legs still held high now with my help. DeeDee continued to work the nozzle in and out or Ursua's anus.

Ursula reached for her crotch as we administered this punishment enema. She seemed turned on by the proceedings and was soon fingering her little clit as the enema gurgled to an end.

"Al, look what this naughty baby is doing. Don't you think she ought to be spanked for playing with herself?" "Yes, DeeDee. I do indeed think that you should spank her for masturbating, what a bad baby!" With this, DeeDee yanked the enema nozzle from the child's puckered little hole and as I held Ursula's legs back over her head, my wife laid several bare handed slaps to the young bottom presented to her. Ursula squirmed with agony or ecstasy, I don't know which, as DeeDee continued to redden her young rear. Ursula cried out with each stinging smack from my wife's hand. Tears came to her eyes as she indicated that she needed to go to the bathroom very badly. "Oh, please, I don't think I can hold it any longer! I have to go bad. Let me up, please!"

Evidently my wife had another idea for Ursula because as she suddenly ended her torment of the child's buttocks, she produced a large adult size disposable diaper. "Oh, no!, "Cried Ursula. "I can't do it in that!"

"You certainly can and you will! You have been a bad girl. You were naughty to your boss and very naughty here with us. You certainly are going to do your enema in a diaper!" DeeDee sounded convincing as she approached Ursula. As I pulled the girl's legs back again, DeeDee slipped the diaper under her buttocks and fastened the tabs. To prevent any accidents, she pulled on the transparent plastic pants over the disposable diaper. There Ursula sat, bulky diaper and cotton tee-top, hair ribbons still in place. She sat on the latex sheet on the bathroom floor and was now clutching her abdomen.

DeeDee helped her to her feet and walked her to our bed where the girl was instructed to recline on her side. Ursula was cramping badly but could not bring herself to expel the enema in he diaper. DeeDee's words came true. Ursula was to hold the enema, but not by our force. Rather, she held it out of the time soon came when nature overwhelmed her efforts and she began to release the enema in the diaper. Ursula cried as the first few spurts came out. We could hear them muffled under the thick material of the diaper and the plastic pants. Ursula looked miserable as she lost control. The enema continued to come out and it was obvious that the diaper was flooding. For this reason, DeeDee again helped Ursula to her feet and made her stand in the middle of the latex sheet. By now the diaper could hold no more and the brown seeped into the plastic pants. "You see Ursula, naughty girls have to have enemas and wear diapers," intoned my wife to the hapless young girl. As she stood there, some of the enema began to leak and run down her leg.

At last after we had subjected Ursula to this humiliation long enough, we led her to the shower and as the warm water flowed over her, we ordered her to remove the soiled diaper and plastic pants. Now naked and dirty, we watched as she bathed and rinsed. As she stood before us drying of, Ursula's bottom was still very red from our spankings.

By now it was time, high time, to do something about my state of arousal. Perhaps DeeDee felt the same way because my wife, again the aggressor, pulled this naked nymph to bed and commanded her to lay face down on the sheets. Knowingly, DeeDee handed me the Vaseline again and nodded toward Ursula's rear. I knew what to do as my wife arranged herself, legs apart in front of Ursula's face.