The Haley Chronicles
Stories of Ageplay
By Laylah Roberts
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This book is a work of fiction and any resemblance to persons, living or dead, or places and events is purely coincidental. The characters are productions of the author’s imagination.
The following stories involve the consensual spanking and diapering of adults by their loving partners.
Strictly adults only. R18.
Copyright held by Laylah Roberts, 2012.
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Table of Contents
The Haley Chronicles1
Stories of Ageplay1
How Sean and Haley met…3
Haley Misbehaves7
Chapter One:7
Chapter Two:14
Chapter Three:20
Chapter Four:23
Chapter Five:30
Haley goes to a party36
Chapter One:36
Chapter Two:42
Chapter Three:46
Chapter Four:53
Chapter Five:56
Chapter Six:63
Haley’s holiday66
Chapter One:66
Chapter Two:73
Chapter Three:81
Chapter Four:85
Chapter Five:90
Epilogue:94
Haley comes home97
Chapter One:97
Chapter Two:102
Chapter Three:108
Chapter Four:112
Chapter Five:116
Haley’s new doll122
Chapter One:122
Chapter Two:126
Chapter Three:130
How Sean and Haley met…
Haley was terrified. She spent most of her days scared, worried she wouldn’t find anything to eat, that she’d be attacked as she slept outside in the park. Sometimes it seemed as though she was frightened of everything and everyone.
With the exception of one, the one person who could just possibly help her out of the situation she was in: Sean Andrews.
The question was, would he?
She fingered the slightly grubby card that she’d kept safely in her pocket for the last month. She didn’t know why. Perhaps it was because there had been real concern in his dark blue eyes as he’d sat across the table from her in a grubby diner in an obviously expensive suit, watching as she’d wolfed down a burger and fries.
It hadn’t been his fault that he’d nearly run her over. She’d run out in the middle of a dark street without looking where she was going. She’d been shocked when instead of just driving off or getting out of his flash car and yelled at her, he’d actually been concerned for her.
He’d wanted to take her to the hospital.
She’d managed to talk him out of that, but he’d insisted on buying her some dinner. He’d tried to question her, to figure out where she lived. She hadn’t wanted to admit the truth. That she was homeless. And scared out of her wits.
She hadn’t lived this way for long. She had left home when her stepfather’s attentions had become unbearable. The violence had been bad enough, but she’d suffered through his punishments with his belt and fists. It was when he’d cornered her one night and groped her, probably would have raped her had her mother not come home, that Haley had known she had to leave.
Appealing to her mother had been useless. She wouldn’t listen to a word against him. And her younger siblings were alright, he didn’t seem to notice they were alive. So Haley had fled. And lived on the streets since.
She’d learned not to trust anyone, not to rely on anyone, and to be wary of authority of any sort. But there had been something about Sean, something that had made her want to confess all and fall into his arms. Let him take care of her.
Silly of her. He probably had a dozen women chasing him. All of them sophisticated and beautiful. Not small and childlike like she was. And yet when she’d finished her dinner, he’d handed her his card, with the admonishment to call him if she ever needed anything.
Well, she certainly needed something now.
She glanced down at the card. Sean Andrews. Attorney-at-law.
She looked around the police cell, shivering a little. Well, she certainly needed a lawyer and it wasn’t as though she had anyone else she could call.
“You ready to make a call now?”
Haley took a deep breath and nodded.
***
Sean drove up the road to the police station. He had to slow down as he came close. The last thing he needed was to be pulled over for speeding.
She’d called him.
He hadn’t been able to get her out of his mind for the last month. No matter who he dated or what he was doing, his mind kept wandering to a pair of golden brown eyes looking at him trustingly from a too small face.
He shouldn’t have let her leave. He should have bundled her into his car…and done what? Kidnapped her?
He’d thought her a child at first, she was that small. But he soon realized she was older than she looked and that’s when his other senses had kicked in. He shouldn’t have been attracted to her. She was vulnerable, fragile.
And yet, he couldn’t stop wondering what she’d taste like.
And now she was in jail. He couldn’t believe it. But as he parked the car and walked into the jail, he knew that tonight she would be coming home with him.
***
Sean looked over at the slight, grubby young woman who sat in the leather seat of his car. First thing he’d do when they got home was run her a bath, then make her some dinner.
“Thank you for coming for me. I really appreciate it.” She picked at her jeans nervously. “I was really scared and I wasn’t sure if you would. I mean, we don’t know each other, I wasn’t sure you would remember…” her voice trailed off.
“Actually, Haley, I haven’t been able to forget you. I felt very guilty for just leaving you. And from what just happened, I obviously shouldn’t.”
“It wasn’t your fault, it was mine. Umm, you can just drop me anywhere. I don’t want to put you out.”
Sean turned, raising his brow at her. “I don’t think so, little girl. I just bailed you out. You’re coming home with me where I can keep an eye on you. I’m not very happy with you.”
“I know, I broke the law, I’m a terrible person.”
“No, I’m not angry with you about that. I’m angry that you didn’t call me before now. If things had gotten so desperate that you needed to steal then you should have called me.”
“I-I’m sorry,” she stuttered, tears welling in her eyes.
Sean reached across and grabbed her hand.
“Don’t worry, Haley-girl. I’m going to take good care of you from now on…”
Haley Misbehaves
Chapter One:
Haley was in very, very big trouble.
Nibbling anxiously on her full lower lip, Haley turned up the volume on her car stereo. One of her favourite song’s blasted out of the speakers and normally she’d be singing along at the top of her lungs, but tonight she was just hoping to drown out the voice of doom in her head.
Too bad the song didn’t offer a fix for the trouble she knew she was in.
Most of the time she was a very good little girl, who happily obeyed the rules her husband/Daddy set for her. But occasionally she was naughty.
After all, it was hard for a little girl to be good all of the time, and it wasn’t as though she was being deliberately naughty. She only wished Sean would take that into consideration when punishing her, but he was
very strict when it came to certain rules, her curfew being one of them.
Squirming on the car seat, Haley’s mind raced, trying to think of a way to avoid the spanking she knew was probably waiting for her when she got home.
Quickly making a decision that she prayed might save her bum from a walloping, Haley kept just one hand on the steering wheel as she hurriedly searched her oversized handbag for the metallic pink cell phone Sean had given her for her birthday.
Dragging her eyes from the road she grasped hold of the phone and quickly sent off a text to Sean, letting him know she was going to be late.
Sean had some very strict rules for Haley when she was driving. She was to always wear her seatbelt, she was to remain within the speed limit at all times, and under no circumstances was she to text or talk on her phone while driving.
Thrilled at being allowed to drive, she usually obeyed these rules without argument. But Sean was also very strict about her curfew. If she wasn’t home by 8pm then she was going to get a spanking for sure. Unfortunately for Haley, it was now 7.45pm, and she was still a good thirty minutes away from her house.
Tugging worriedly at her long pale hair, she pushed down on the accelerator, watching the speed dial rise slightly. Hopefully, for her poor bottom’s sake, Sean was in a good mood tonight and let her off with a stern scolding.
Somehow, she didn’t like her chances.
Haley knew she was pushing her luck, she’d been working really long hours at work lately and had found herself getting more exhausted and stressed out as each week passed. So far she thought she’d done a fair job of hiding it from Sean. If he knew how unwell she’d been feeling lately she would have found herself forced to stay at home, or worse, having to visit the doctor.
Although she was physically twenty-three years old Haley often regressed into a little girl of around six. She didn’t know why she did it, or needed to do it, but Sean thought part of the reason was because of her shitty childhood. Most of her childhood had been spent looking after her four younger siblings while her Mom had worked.
Not that Haley had really minded, but then her Mom had found a new boyfriend and Haley had found herself out on the street. It had been preferable to putting up with his wandering hands and ham-like fists.
The first night Haley met Sean was etched on her mind forever. After all, you never really forget nearly being run over by a handsome, sexy guy, nor do you forget said hunk sitting with you in one of the grubbiest diners you’d ever seen, wearing a tux, and feeding you up on burgers and fries.
Even though she didn’t know it then, that night was going to change her life forever. Haley had left him that night with his card held in her grubby fist; certain she’d never see him again. And she didn’t until she was arrested for shoplifting six months later.
So, terrified and feeling more alone than ever before, she’d found herself digging out that grubby card. It had been a long shot but she’d had nothing to lose. No one had been more shocked than Haley when he’d turned up at the jail and bailed her out. He’d taken her home, cleaned her up and set her on the path to a better life.
Somewhere along the way she’d fallen in love with him. They’d fallen easily into the little girl/Daddy roles early on in their relationship. A friend had introduced them to the exclusive community where they now lived. The majority of the people who lived in there were involved in ageplay relationships. It was so exclusive and protected that you had to receive an invitation to live there.
Letting out a sigh of relief when she pulled into her driveway, Haley wearily climbed out of the car and moved into the large, two storied house. Sean was a successful lawyer, and he’d bought them a beautiful house when they were asked to live in the gated community.
“Daddy,’ she called out, pulling off her shoes and placing them neatly by the door. “Daddy?”
“In the lounge, Haley.” His gruff voice had the power to make her shiver in pleasure. Haley had a wide smile on her face as she entered the living room and threw herself into Sean’s arms. At 6 foot 2 he dwarfed her petite 5 foot 1 frame. Haley was petite everywhere, she had a small frame with only a little curve to her hips.
Sean was large and muscular, and dark to Haley’s light. She always felt so safe and protected in his arms. Immediately some of the stress and fatigue from her day melted away. Sean lifted her up and sat down on his large armchair with Haley held securely on his lap. They shared a passionate kiss, lips and tongues merging and tangling in a heat that hadn’t faded in the two years they’d been married.
“I’m sorry I’m late, Daddy.” Haley looked up at Sean sadly. Sean just shook his head at her, looking stern and disappointed.
“I’m sure you are, little girl. I don’t make these rules to hurt you, Haley-girl. They’re to keep you healthy and safe; you understand that, don’t you?”
Haley nodded her head, so sad that she’d disappointed him. “Yes, Daddy, I know.”
“So explain to me why you broke curfew please.”
Haley looked up into Sean’s stern blue eyes. “Work was so busy, Daddy. Everyone had to stay behind to finish what we were doing. I couldn’t say I had to go because I had a curfew could I?”
She immediately knew it was the wrong thing to say as the lines around Sean’s mouth became more pronounced.
“That may be so. But you’ve been working very long hours lately, little girl, and our agreement was that this job wouldn’t affect your health. Little girl’s need routine, and this job is now interrupting that routine.”
Haley opened her mouth to protest, however Sean gave her a stern look and she quickly shut it again.
“You also could have rung me and told me you were going to be late. You still would have been punished, but at least I wouldn’t have worried about you. That was very thoughtless of you little girl.”
Haley squirmed, a surge of guilt making her feel slightly ill.
“Instead, you hoped you could still make it home in time, didn’t you, baby?” His voice was very calm and strong. Haley felt herself shrink a little as if she could hide herself from the well-deserved scolding.
“Yes, Daddy,” she muttered. He knew her so well.
His large hand clasped her chin gently, raising her face up so she was forced to stare into dark blue gaze.
“And when you realised you wouldn’t make it in time, you sent me a text on the way home, didn’t you little girl? Did you pull over to send that text or did you send it while driving? Did you go over the speed limit?”
Haley shook her head. “I didn’t speed Daddy.”
“But you did text while driving, didn’t you baby? I know you didn’t stop the car on the motorway to text me,” his voice took on a growl.
Haley gulped. Why did she always think she could outsmart him?
“Yes, Daddy, I texted you while driving.” Haley now realised just how much trouble she was in.
“Right then.” Sean stood her back on her feet, turning her so she was facing him.
“It's too late for your dinner, it’s already past your bed time and if you eat now it will just upset your tummy. However, your punishment won’t be to go to bed without your dinner.”
Haley’s hopes of a light punishment were dashed with that statement. Actually, it would be a relief not to have to try to eat; her stomach hadn’t felt right in days.
“You will have two bottles of formula instead.”
Yuck, Haley hated the formula, it tasted disgusting, and Sean made her take it in a bottle like a baby.
“Can’t it just be one bottle, Daddy?” she pleaded.
“No, it can’t,” Sean replied firmly. “Don’t think I haven’t noticed that you’ve lost weight, little girl. I’m beginning to think that a trip to the doctor is in order.”
“Oh, no, Daddy…” The whine left Haley’s mouth before she could stop herself. But she was cut off when her Sean held up a hand.
“I suggest you stop protesting little girl, before I keep you home from work tomorrow.”
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Haley fell silent.
“Now, you will receive a spanking before I put you to bed in punishment for breaking curfew. Tomorrow morning before you go to work you will receive another spanking for texting while driving. I’ll drive you to work tomorrow and I’ll pick you up at 6pm sharp. Go upstairs, strip until you’re just in your panties, and come back here.”
With a sharp slap on her rump, he sent her scuttling to their room.
Haley slowly stripped off her clothes and hung them up tidily. This was a severe punishment for her. She’d be uncomfortable all day tomorrow, and she knew Sean had planned it that way.
Sighing, she walked quickly back downstairs, knowing Sean would punish her even harder if he had to come find her.
Wearing only pink lace panties she stepped into the lounge and walked over to where Sean was sitting on one of the dining room chairs. Sean immediately pulled her over his lap, situating her so she couldn’t rest her feet or her hands on the ground and her bottom was held high in the air. Placing a large warm hand on her butt, he gently massaged her buttocks until she relaxed slightly, her cheeks unclenching.
“Right, so why are you being punished tonight, little girl?”
“Because I broke the curfew rule and came home late.”
“That’s right.”
“I’m sorry, Daddy.”
“I know, little girl. You know I only do this for your own good, don’t you? Little girl’s need boundaries, and Daddy’s have to enforce them.” As always, his voice was calm, soothing, even as he was about to roast her bottom.
“I know, Daddy.” Haley felt lucky that Sean loved her enough to provide her with boundaries. She needed the freedom of knowing that Sean would decide what was right or wrong. That he would protect her and keep her safe, and even punish her when she needed it. There was such joy and freedom in being a little girl, and occasionally there had to be a little pain too.
Haley felt her panties being pulled down her legs to her thighs before a heavy spank landed on her ass.
“Oww, Daddy!” She screeched aloud as the first spank landed. She was so small and Sean’s hand so large it covered her whole butt in one spank. The first smack was always the worst, and it always seemed to sting way more than she thought it would.
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