(part 1)Timmy stood naked in the corner of his nursery with a nappy hiding his penis, his eyes still red from crying as his breathing slowly became steadier. He had never seen Brenda like that, and he was scared of what would happen next and couldn’t stop trembling. Minutes later, Brenda walked in after cleaning his mess and stood before him. She told him off and explained again why he was being told off. Timmy bit his lower lip, trying to control his sobbing, and nodded to everything Brenda said, regretting his actions. Brenda sat in the nursery chair and patted her lap while looking at Timmy. When the realization hit him, he shook his head, and his sobbing turned into wailing as he begged not to. Brenda didn’t need to say anything as […]
