Ok, so I know that I can usually be seen as a sweet, loving mommy who likes to have lots of fun – and that’s true (mostly). But there is a strict, dommy side that I like to indulge in as well. With that in mind, let me share with you what I have been pondering.

Seems that some little ones like to be mommy’s little helper, or be trained as sissy maids. This is all fine and dandy, but rarely are the chores set before them done to my satisfaction. Now the question is what is the appropriate punishment that will instill a proper work ethic and make them strive to perform to my standards?

The first punishment for failure might seem a bit harsh – an enema administered with an inflatable nozzle to ensure non-leakage. Then the task would have to be performed again while they hold their water, nozzle still in place. I would be standing over them watching every movement, with a stop watch in hand, but not giving any signs of approval or disapproval. This would add to the anxiety that they would already be feeling. I would not even tell them the time frame in which the task would have to be performed and, trust me, there would indeed be a time requirement.

If, after the second go at the task they have failed once again, then they would go over my knee, bare-assed, water still inside them, and be given a long and harsh paddling. The nozzle would be removed, but instead of letting them got to the potty to empty their bowels, the diaper would go back on, with a very snug pair of rubber pants over top of them. This would force them to fill their diaper to the brim while they try and complete the task yet again.

Now, if for some reason the chore was not done properly yet again, well, lets just say that I have a very long list of punishments at my disposal – from guzzling castor oil, being forced to hold a bar of soap in their mouth with their teeth, various forms of spankings with various implements, the tightly tying of genitalia, and the standing in a metal wash tub in the front yard until there is crap streaming out the edges of the diaper and down their legs. And I haven’t even touched on the subject of what I would do with a candy thermometer. Needless to say, the list goes on and on.

So, have I burst your bubble on what a sweet, gentle mommy I am? And more interestingly, as these visuals settle in the recesses of your mind, do they fuel your worst nightmare, or your wettest fantasy?

Mommy Gina
1-888-430-2010

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What do you get with two Mommies? Well two voices in your ear obviously. You get four hands to change your diaper, two mommies to spank you (or one to hold you down while one spanks you). With two mommies you get two loving but strict caretakers tending to you. From Sept.3-10 you can have Mommy Ava and I taking care of you for the price of 1 and a half mommies. Just ask for the 2 for 1.5 special when you call 1-888-430-2010.

Mommy Scarlet

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As I sit and reflect on my Mother, a smile always comes to my face. I think of the first time I skinned my knee and how thoughtful and concerned she was. Taking me inside and bandaging my knee, wiping away my tears with her kisses. I reminisce of the smells, the fresh baked cookies, dinner cooking all day long on the stove in preparation for a larger Sunday evening dinner. I reflect on her singing and rocking me to sleep long into my double digits. I recall the shopping sprees or even coming home to a surprise gift laying on my bed that she had picked up for me while she was out that day. So many wonderful memories! What are some of yours? Would you like to re-live them with a mommy?
Mommy Lauren
1 888 430 2010

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Oh it's Friday again. A lot of the babies and diaper lovers have 2 whole days off for themselves. What are you doing this weekend? Are you going to spend extra time in diapers? Hmm well whatever it is I hope that you have a fun weekend. I'm waiting for next weekend, Labor Day weekend. The last weekend of the summer activities around here. I have one last week to splash around in the outside pool before closing it up for another year.

Mommy Shirley


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There once lived a monk called Shan, in a village in China. He had earned a great name for himself. But he was very arrogant.

Qui Jun heard of his arrogance and wanted to teach the monk a lesson. He went to meet Shan who neither greeted him nor acknowledged his presence.

Just then a servant of the monk came with a message: “The son of an army officer is here to see you.”

The monk said, “I will go and greet him.”

Shan welcomed the son of the army officer with respect.

After the army officer’s son had departed Qui Jun asked Shan the reason for his double-faced behaviour. “Why is it that you greeted the army officer’s son so respectfully, yet behaved so arrogantly towards me?”

Shan the Monk had a quick reply: “Please don’t get me wrong. For me greeting meansnot greeting and not greeting means greeting.”

Qui Jun understood the monk’s mischief and hit him hard on his head with his stick.

“According to your logic, beating you means not beating and not beating you means beating. Therefore, I have to give you a beating,” said Qui Jun.

Shan immediately realised the folly of his actions and started showing respect to everyone he met, irrespective of their status.

lily

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You fifthly little whore, if that’s what you like that’s what you will get. I am going to fill your world with runny stinky used diapers, for you to wear and immerse yourself in. I will have so much fun when I make you wear them, smell them, and use them. You’ll be placed in the front of the class and most likely ridiculed for you stench, but that won’t phase my dirty diaper lover, now will it? Nope, you’ll make me proud and wear with pride!

Mizz Rebecca
1 888 430 2010

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As with many people, I seem to have an angel on one shoulder and a demon sitting on the other, with both whispering in my ear what to do. My angel says that I should forgive my little one and let his little indiscretions slide. That I should hold him tight and shower him with kisses and love. My demon on the other hand, is telling me that he needs to be punished – severely. A paddling that leaves his hinny red, raw and welted, then forcing him to stay in a dirty, soiled diaper ‘til an extreme rash has formed, and perhaps a strong enema so speed up the soiled diaper process (and this is just for starters – my demons can be quite imaginative). The question is, which one will win out? Which one will hold sway – my demons or my angels?

Mommy Gina
1-888-430-2010

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I enjoy changing messy diapers. It’s one of the main things I enjoy. I can’t tell you exactly why I like it, but I always have. I think it has to do with the way it sags. It looks so very cute. And it conveys a message that the person wearing it is helpless and in need of a Mommy to change them and take care of them. I get to be the Mommy and change and care for the little one that is messy. Plus, most of the time there is play time involved, if you catch my meaning *winky winky*. Now I understand some people are not into messy play and that’s fine, but if you are looking for a Phone Mommy who is, then I’m Your Mommy.

Mommy Sue
1-888-430-2010

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I tell ya, I just cannot believe that 2010 is half way over, right around the corner awaits Labor Day, Halloween, Thanksgiving, Christmas we will be in a 2011 before we know it! I think being in the business I am in doesn’t help with time flying by, when you like what you do the time just flies and that it did! Fall is fast approaching and we will all be once again busy with the holiday hustle and bustle, visiting with friends and family, even having to deal with those not so savory family members. Ah, I wish I could stop the clock, keep you all young and on my knee, well that is my daydream, it is such a nice one, I don’t want it to end!

Mommy Becca
1 888 430 2010

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Ya know, sometimes I have an ABie that just doesn’t want to listen and do as they are told. They whine or do naughty things or have themselves a little temper tantrum. This I simply won’t put up with. Of course this lands them over my knee for a swift and harsh spanking. But that’s not all – oh noooo. After wards it’s time for them to take their medicine: a very large dose of castor oil. Then I just sit back and watch the “medicine” do its work. I watch as their little tummies start grumbling and cramping. Their cute little faces start to contort as the cramping progresses until finally their bowels let loose. And as they fill their thick diapers to their capacity, I inform them that they will have to sit in their very full diaper for the rest of the afternoon and think about how very naughty they have been (which of course lands them with a very sore rash)! This will also act as a deterrent for future naughty behavior, for all I have to do is ask if I have to get the “medicine”, and they seem to straighten right up, hehe.

So tell me, have you taken your medicine lately??

Mommy Gina
1-888-430-2010

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I used to be a big time gamer. I used to spend untold hours in front of my gaming system just…killing stuff. lol Unfortunately I do not get to game that much, if at all anymore. I miss it, but I still keep up on new games that are coming out and what’s new in the gaming news. One thing that I just read, not even 4 minutes ago is about Halo. Everybody knows about Halo and if you do not…where ya been? Anyway, some guy made Halo into a retro Atari game. It’s pretty cool actually, and you don’t need to buy it, there is a certain site that is hosting it, I have the link if you would like it, just email me or IM me and I will send you the link. I mean let’s face it, we can’t be Mommies, Sitters, babies, and sissies all the time, might as well eat snack food and drink energy drinks until we collapse in an exhaustive state. Am I right? Yeah I am!

Stacie
1-888-430-2010

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A gray old woman sits all alone
Unloved, uncherished and unknown.
Sitting beside her broken door.
Dreaming of days past long ago,
When children played about her knee
Filling the air with childish glee,
Tended by her with loving care.
Knowing the blessing of a Mother’s prayer.
But now they have gone, each to his life
A girl to her husband, a boy to his wife,
Forgetful are they of her who sits here
Silently wiping a tricking tear,
For striving for things in a life so brief
Blind their poor eyes to a dear Mother’s grief.
But does she upbraid them in word or in mind.
Nor does their neglect to her seem unkind.
She’ll forgive and forget all unkindness they’ve shown
This poor old mother who sits alone.

RUBY LATIMER EDWARDS

Silvie

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It’s getting time for those fierce thunder storms to come our way, if you haven’t got them already! I am pretty amazed that people here on the beach seem to stay in the ocean when the lightening is striking. C’est la vie. I know babies can be scared of the lightening and the thunder. It is best to have your diaper on, because if you’re like me I can be a scaredy-pants and wet real easily! I will gladly take care of any baby that is scared of the storms; just call me – not from a landline phone but from a cordless! I will hold your shivering little body close while we hide in the hall wearing our diapers. And I will make sure to keep you safe and cozy, till the storm clears!

Your Big Sis, Mandy
1 888 430 2010

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Make sure you stop by and visit with me and my friends for the Slumber Party! Special Rates for calls during the Party hours! It is a great time to get to know us all better and partake in our little community! Bring your sleeping bags, pillows, come diapered or in a pretty dress, jammies, babies grab your bottles and favorite stuffed toy! And let us Party Down!

Mommy Lauren
1 888 430 2010

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Ok, so here’s another gem of an antique. No big crib that locks for my little ones – ohh noooooo!! Hehe. Just enough room to lie down and keep still. I dare say, they did know how to punish little ones back in the day. No squirming allowed here; heck, no squirming here is possible. Can you imagine, laying in here, unable to move, just wetting over and over again, not being able to avoid the rash and bed sores from forming, at the mercy of your keeper. Ya know, I think I’ll have to have one made up special!

Maggie
1-888-430-2010

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Ever wake up and not know what to wear? For a diaper lover this is should never be an issue, for a Diaper lover they always know what will be the outfit of the day. A diaper but of course. This must be a great feeling to be able to wake up and not be concerned with the dilemma of what to wear. But that is not to say they are not faced with decisions, they must decide should I stay wet and if I stay wet for how long? Just like being faced with what to wear sometimes we need a friend to help us in making these common everyday decisions. So if you are a diaper lover and are just having one of those indecisive mornings, don’t feel like you have to face it all alone, just pick up the phone and give me a call I am more than happy to help in deciding for you. LOL
Mizz Rebecca
1 888 430 2010

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I found the lyrics to this lullaby and thought, awww that sounds just so pretty.

Dodo Titit
(Haitian Creole)

Dodo titit*
Si ou pa dodo,
krab la va manje ou
Dodo titit,
krab lan kalalou**

Then I looked up the Translation and found out what it means:

Sleep Little One
(English Translation)

Sleep little one,
If you don’t sleep,
The crab will eat you
Sleep, little one.
Crab in Okra Gumbo**

Yes nothing brings someone a peaceful slumber as knowing that if you don’t fall asleep soon a crab will eat you. I wonder if this is a subtle way of telling your little ones not to get an STD. The good news is, if you do fall asleep you get to make some Gumbo from the stalker crab.

Ella
1-888-430-2010

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…yes my dear, part of your sissy training is learning how to be with a man – how to please him, how to touch him, how to react to his touch. Now don’t worry, I’ll be there to guide you through the whole process. I’ll be instructing you how to use your mouth, your sissy hole, your hands, to pleasure whom ever I bring to you, when ever I bring them to you. You will be instructed how to be the perfect little girl, to do as you are told without question, to dress in a pleasing and seductive way, and to actually offer yourself to others for their pleasure. It may be difficult for you at times, and this may lead to punishments…severe punishments…but through the tears and cries, you will come to realize that the instructions you receive are for your own good…

Now, she we begin?

Mommy Maggy
1-888-430-2010

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Hello babies and diaper lovers. I have had a couple of babies tell me “Mommy, I want to know how to get rid of diapy rash.”. I know I am normally a mean Mommy, but I have some advice for taking care of your sore bottoms. Let the skin air out. I know you love your diapers, and I love you in diapers too. Airing out the irritated skin is good though so take a diaper break if you can. Also wash the area with a cotton swab dipped in mineral oil instead of scrubbing it with harsh soaps. You can use fresh aloe from the plant and then let it dry on the affected areas. I hope this helps some of you out in this hot humid summer weather.

Mommy Lexus

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Did you get a chance to see a fireworks display i sure hope so i went and saw one on the water it was just awesome they had fireworks coming out of the water from where i was sitting it was like stars coming down on top of you but not touching you then all would be so quiet it was like you could hear the crickets sounds then BOOM here they would start again rising out of the water into the still of the night.

Took some pics want to share them with all of you i really hope you enjoy them imagine when you look at these pics being out in the middle of the water in the dead of night with nothing but your diaper on maybe a teeshirt or oneies and the sounds of fireworks going off.

Minnie

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