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Please note: All parties involved in these stories are adults. The stories are (mostly) fantasies and do not condone or encourage abuse. It is just entertainment. If you want to act it out, please make sure to obtain consent.

Sarah’s intro

The first story is about parents who raised a bully. You will learn how they used reciprocity and communication to turn the bully into an angel.

Bullied story

My grown-up daughter, Christy, was the worst. First, she decided not to do ‘anything’ with her life after graduation and live with us – I can put up with that in the short run. Then, she decided that she will be the new ‘empress’ of our family home. She refused to help around and take part in our family activities. She regularly talked back to my husband and me and laughed at us for even asking her to do the basic chores. If we told her she cannot do something, she’d go ahead and do it anyway. We’ve tried just about everything. Groundings, taking away items she liked, sent to room, corner time. The later one just made her even worse.

When she started bullying an elderly lady down the road from us, we knew we need to get in touch with Sarah. The lady was old and fragile and had to wear diapers, which amused Christy. She kept calling her ‘old shit’ and ‘stupid granny’. Following Sarah’s advice, the next time she has done this, I told her to stop, and when she ignored me, I spanked her lightly.

She was quite started at this – thinking that I won’t raise my hand when I see injustice. I explained to her that she needs a taste of her own medicine. We have given her a paper detailing how we will treat her whenever she makes fun of anyone else. She laughed at us again and kept teasing the poor old lady whenever she could.

I reminded her of what I wrote on the paper then I asked her dad to hold her down. He grabbed her and pulled her across his lap. She started screaming, but at this point, it was too late for her. I lifted her skirt, pulled her panties down to her ankles, and inserted a thermometer in her butt. She was shaking with rage, but I asked my husband to hold her tight. She stayed on his lap for the next few minutes. First, she was screaming bloody murder, then started begging us to stop, finally she broke down in tears.

I liked how this kicked off. We have finally confronted the bully!

I did not have to look at the temperature reading since that was not the point. I told her clearly that I took her temperature rectally to teach her a lesson.

She quickly crouched on the floor and tried to pull her panties back on. You can imagine how mad she was! Her eyes were burning with hatred! I was determined to put her fire out.

I asked her dad (What a great man!) to prepare her for diapering. I had to spank her again before I strapped her in. I reassured her that I will stay around for the rest of the day. She has jumped up and started tearing the diapers off of her. I hoped she would try this because it gave me a reason for what happened next!

I got some mittens and booties from the store earlier that day and fastened them on her hands and feet. Because of this, she was unable to pick up anything or walk around. She became a crawling, crying mess. Ha! Everything was going according to the plan.

The next few hours were quiet. She did not want to talk to us and we finally felt at peace. The only small conflict we had was when I fed her some macaroni for lunch. She rejected my feeding, but an hour later she became too hungry to fight it.

As time passed, we started to talk to her about ‘making a smelly’. We felt it was necessary to remove her toilet privileges so that she can learn a lesson.

When we informed Christy about the decisions, she started screaming like there is no tomorrow. She completely refused to use the potty. I took her diapers off and forced her to sit on the potty for a good 20 minutes. Nothing happened.

Christy was becoming agitated again. She has been both threatening and begging us to stop. Again, we had to remind her that she needs to learn that bullying is bad.

She laid on the bed and turned towards the wall, so she didn’t have to interact with me. I found this entertaining because she exposed herself without realizing it. I got a glycerine suppository and reached into her diaper. She tried to turn around and fight me, but I had the upper hand. I have quickly slid the suppository inside her. She was so miserable that I could easily hold her down. She kicked me a few times, which made me hold her even stronger.

She fell super quiet. I knew she was still fighting because I did not hear any bowel movements whatsoever. Remembering what Sarah tough us, I stayed on her side, then hugged her to show her some love. She ignored me, so I had no qualms about going ahead with massaging her stomach. She couldn’t even open her mouth before she messed her diaper.

I left her in her mess, crying for another hour because I had to take a nice long bath. So much stress in a day! Afterward, I told her that we will repeat this process every single time she bullies anyone.

I also reminded her that taking part in family activities is important. Luckily, this happened on a Monday, so she had plenty of opportunities to hang out with us until the weekend – when she usually disappears for two days.

I kept a close eye on her for the following days. I made sure to remind her what happened on Monday. A bit of memory refresh kept her in line.

By the time we got to Saturday, she was as obedient as she could ever be. She was helpful, quiet, and disciplined. More importantly, she stopped bullying completely.

Sarah’s final remarks

It is important to communicate why you are disciplining your loved ones so that they can learn how to improve their behavior.

Original post: https://lifewithsuppository.wordpress.com/2021/07/23/testimonial-1-the-bully-daughter-update/