Once the boy's bottom was crimson red, he stops. He then laid him on the couch on his stomach. "Wait here." he said. Leaving the room for a few more minutes before he comes back with a peeled ginger root. He spreads his cheeks and shove the long thick root into his hole. "It's going to stay in there for a few minutes. Try to push it out or rub your bottom and it;s only to get worse for you." he tells him in a stern voice.

Tyler was crying his little eyes out. When the root was inserted, and started to burn, he wailed heartbreakingly.

He listens to his lover cry and it made him sad on the inside, but he was doing this for his own good. While he was thinking of his actions. He left the room once more and came back with a bag. He puts the items of the bag on to the coffee table. Which were wipes, powder, and diapers that would fit him nicely. He waits for another five minutes before he pulls out the root. "I hope you are learning a lesson." he tells him. "Because you have no idea how much I love and care for you." he tells him. "Now lay on your back. It's time we put you in your underwear for awhile." he said.

"Is... Is not fair!" the boy sobbed to him pitifully, covering his crotch to protect it from the diapers.

"Life is sometimes unfair. If you want to behave like a little kid then you are going to be treated as such." he tells him. Moving his hands away from his junk and laid him on the couch. From there he places the diaper under him. Then he wipes him clean before applying the powder on. Once he was fresh and clean, he tapes up the diaper. "There. Now you are to remain in diapers til I say so and you are no longer allowed to use the toilet. Since you are wearing it." he tells him. He then picks him up and hold him in his arms. Cradling him like a baby.

The agitated boy tried to squirm free, upset with his lover.

He had an iron grip on his smaller lover, but made sure not to hurt him. "Time to calm the fussy baby." he said. Carrying him to the kitchen and with him still in his arm, he manages to get a bottle ready for him. Filled it with warm milk and presses the nipple against his lips.

The boy tried to squirm his face away from the bottle. "Nuh! D-Dammit, this is humiliating!"

"Don't think I won't turn you over my knee again." he tells him. "Either drink your milk like a good baby or I paddle your backside til it's a plum." he warns him.

The boy whimpered at him, and pouted sourly. This wasn't fair!