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I couldn’t believe this babysitter… I get home and the toddler is still running around, half-dressed I might add, the baby is still in her high chair, barely fed. 

“Seriously, did you even do anything tonight?” I exclaimed the babysitter looked at me in dejection. 

“Can’t you speak? Or you is that something else you can’t do?” 

The babysitter stammered out a few illogical words before I stomped across the living room, snatching her wrist. I dragged her towards the stairs, “please god no, please no” she yelled. 

“QUIET,” I yelled, having to hold myself back from hitting her. 

The babysitter fell silent, she didn’t put up stopped putting up a resistance as we continued up the stairs. I dragged her into the nursery and closed the door behind me. 

“Strip,” I commanded. 

“Please no, please don’t rape me,” she said through tears, “I’ll babysit for free… I’ll do anything”

“Rape you?” I asked, “Why would I rape you?”

“B-but, you told me to strip…” 

“Yes, I did and it really doesn’t look like you are.”

“What are you going to do with me…”

“Just do as you’re told and everything will be fine.”

She lifted her shirt over her head, dropping it at her feet then begin to unbutton her jeans, I picked up each article of her clothing as she dropped them at her feet. 

Soon she was completely naked, standing in front of me. 

“Now what,” she asked. Right as she said that, my wife came through the door, holding the baby. 

“Oh good, she is ready,” my wife exclaimed excitedly. 

“Wait, what? The baby?” 

“Oh yes, the baby… but not this one,” my wife continued across the room, placing our littlest one into her crib. My wife crossed the room to the changing table, patting it, “Come,” she commanded. 

The babysitter sheepishly walked over to my wife and stood in front of the changing table. 

“Okay now wha… oh no… oh god,” she said suddenly, the realization of what was happening to her finally hitting. 

“Be a good girl, it won’t be too bad. Plus your real mommy and daddy already said it was okay. I gave them a call while feeding the baby which you were supposed to do” 

“Please no,” she yelled, trying to squeeze her way between me and my wife. 

“Enough is enough, the other baby is sleeping. No more yelling” 

“No! I’ll scream and yell all I want!” 

“Fine,” I bent her over the changing table, giving her a few solid whacks on the bottom which caused her to immediately start crying again. I lifted her up onto the table so my wife could get her changed into more proper attire.

“Stop squirming, little one,” my wife asked nicely.

“Nooo!”

“Pouty one, aren’t we,” I said. I lifted the restraints from the legs of the table and begin to tie her down to the table so she couldn’t squirm as much. 

“Aww, you’re so cute!” my wife cooed as she finished taping the diaper onto her, “I bet our last babysitter is going to be so happy to have a new little sister. You’ve actually met him already, little Charlie, our son.”

“Yeah, just a few months ago he was about your height, now look at him, nothing but a little toddler. Can’t wait to see how cute you’ll be at his age!” 

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I couldn’t believe this babysitter… I get home and the toddler is still running around, half-dressed I might add, the baby is still in her high chair, barely fed. 

“Seriously, did you even do anything tonight?” I exclaimed the babysitter looked at me in dejection. 

“Can’t you speak? Or you is that something else you can’t do?” 

The babysitter stammered out a few illogical words before I stomped across the living room, snatching her wrist. I dragged her towards the stairs, “please god no, please no” she yelled. 

“QUIET,” I yelled, having to hold myself back from hitting her. 

The babysitter fell silent, she didn’t put up stopped putting up a resistance as we continued up the stairs. I dragged her into the nursery and closed the door behind me. 

“Strip,” I commanded. 

“Please no, please don’t rape me,” she said through tears, “I’ll babysit for free… I’ll do anything”

“Rape you?” I asked, “Why would I rape you?”

“B-but, you told me to strip…” 

“Yes, I did and it really doesn’t look like you are.”

“What are you going to do with me…”

“Just do as you’re told and everything will be fine.”

She lifted her shirt over her head, dropping it at her feet then begin to unbutton her jeans, I picked up each article of her clothing as she dropped them at her feet. 

Soon she was completely naked, standing in front of me. 

“Now what,” she asked. Right as she said that, my wife came through the door, holding the baby. 

“Oh good, she is ready,” my wife exclaimed excitedly. 

“Wait, what? The baby?” 

“Oh yes, the baby… but not this one,” my wife continued across the room, placing our littlest one into her crib. My wife crossed the room to the changing table, patting it, “Come,” she commanded. 

The babysitter sheepishly walked over to my wife and stood in front of the changing table. 

“Okay now wha… oh no… oh god,” she said suddenly, the realization of what was happening to her finally hitting. 

“Be a good girl, it won’t be too bad. Plus your real mommy and daddy already said it was okay. I gave them a call while feeding the baby which you were supposed to do” 

“Please no,” she yelled, trying to squeeze her way between me and my wife. 

“Enough is enough, the other baby is sleeping. No more yelling” 

“No! I’ll scream and yell all I want!” 

“Fine,” I bent her over the changing table, giving her a few solid whacks on the bottom which caused her to immediately start crying again. I lifted her up onto the table so my wife could get her changed into more proper attire.

“Stop squirming, little one,” my wife asked nicely.

“Nooo!”

“Pouty one, aren’t we,” I said. I lifted the restraints from the legs of the table and begin to tie her down to the table so she couldn’t squirm as much. 

“Aww, you’re so cute!” my wife cooed as she finished taping the diaper onto her, “I bet our last babysitter is going to be so happy to have a new little sister. You’ve actually met him already, little Charlie, our son.”

“Yeah, just a few months ago he was about your height, now look at him, nothing but a little toddler. Can’t wait to see how cute you’ll be at his age!” 

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