November 21, 2011

dl games

  I like to play games with adult babies and with other diaper lovers. One I really enjoy is about desperation. Who can hold out and keep their pee in the longest. The game is pretty self explanatory but you can add other twists. The last time I played we did it with a drinking game. I can’t even begin to explain how badly I had to pee, but I held so ridiculously long. Finally there was no holding it and I had to tell him I gave up and went pee. The rules that time were that whoever peed first had to wear their diaper for 12 hours no exceptions. I knew what the situation was before I agreed to play but sheesh, I planned to win. Oh well, it was exciting anyway.   Mommy Josie  
November 15, 2011

I Have Just What You Need

  Awww, my little man keeps squirming and holding his hand down below his belly, like he’s so very uncomfortable down there.  I know what you need – a nice, warm enema to get things moving the way they should and make everything right as rain again!  Now now, stop your fussing, mommy knows what’s best for you.  You’ll feel so much better when that warm water starts flowing deep inside you! And don’t you be worried or embarrassed about that little “swelling” you get between your legs every time you get an enema.  It’s a perfectly normal reaction that young men get when they receive an enema.  But don’t worry; mommy knows how to take care of that too!  Now assume the position – on your belly with your knees under you, that’s it, now raise those hips of yours and spread your knees apart….   AB Mommy Gina 1*888*430*2010
November 9, 2011

incontinence

Poor little peepee pants Sammy. What am I going to do with him? He tells me these hilarious stories about being a man, and about being a big boy who is too big for diapers. That’s not what the wet spots on his jeans say though. Those wet spots to me say I need a diaper, someone please diaper me. If you saw pee pee pants Sammy walking around wet as rain what would you do? He thinks I’m a meanie for saying maybe I should put him in diapers. He has a big diaper fetish though, he’s not fooling me I wasn’t born yesterday. I’ll just keep telling peepee pants that it’s alright and Miss Liz has it under control. Miss Lizabeth
October 30, 2011

diapered and bound

    Two of my favorite things are diapers and bondage. It just happens that my abie sissy loves them too. Lucky for both of us. I spent the other night talking to one of my old friends about abie sitting him while I got some errands done. As he was in the bathroom getting a shower I threw his diaper bag and a small toy bag into the trunk of our car. He asked me about whether or not eh had to wear diapers during this outing. I told him no, I thought he could be a big girl and just wear panties. When I drove to the friend’s house instead of to the store he started to ask me what we were doing. I said dropping by to visit for a few minutes. We got inside and I had him drop his pants. He looked at me confused and my friend just said “oh the baby needs a diaper before Mommy leaves him. “. He blushed as I pointed down to the ground for him to lie down and get diapered. My friend went to the car and got the bags. I took his diaper out and diapered him in front of my friend. Then I took the strands of rope form the bag and tied his ankles together then his wrists. I kissed him on the head and told him that Mommy’s friend would keep an eye on him while I ran some errands. My friend started laughing and said well little baby it’s just you and me for now isn’t it? My abie blushed and then asked a very silly question. He asked me why I tied him up. Mommy wanted to, that’s why he got tied up. Mommy Scarlet
October 28, 2011

Abie in a Bib

One of my favorite role play scenarios involves punishing an irresponsible and immature husband or boyfriend. I recently had the opportunity to play this out with a caller and I was particularly interested in humiliating him. I explained to my man of the moment that he wasn’t living up to my expectations and informed him that I had a plan that would give him a chance to make up for it and at the same time rectify the situation. My plan starts with a shopping trip and ends with my delinquent boyfriend powdered and diapered, in a cute bonnet, a rattle in one hand and a bib around his neck while I spoon mashed bananas into his mouth. Sounds simple but it’s not always easy to make a grown man understand that his place is in a diaper, in a bib, in a crib. It was the bib that broke him. We were standing in the store and even with a cart full of supplies he wouldn’t accept what was happening. I told him that we weren’t leaving without a bib and he was going to choose which one. We had a bit of a stand-off but he eventually conceded that he liked the blue one, the one with the rabbits on it. It was a downhill battle from there and baby became very compliant once he understood that I was going to teach him and train him from the start. Good fun, all in all. Call Nanny Ella for naughty ab/dl phone sex role play. 1-888-430-2010 | $1.99/minute 18+ Billed as Madison Enterprise
October 24, 2011

dl Mommy and diapers for you too

  What’s wrong with this picture? Can you all see it? She’s missing her soft thick adult diaper. Now do you see it? Are you missing yours? Do you need a dl mommy to get you into one? All of these questions I know, but I also know that you probably do need your diaper on you. Just like little Miss Pumpkin bottom does. You simply can’t go out this Halloween without Mommy putting your diaper on you.   DL Mommy Josie  
October 20, 2011

Petticoat Discipline : The ROYAL Treatment

DEAR READERS, MY LYRICS WRITTEN BELOW, ARE TO BE SUNG TO THE TUNE OF THE LULLABY ENTITLED “HUSH LITTLE BABY” **************** Hush prissy sissy, don’t say a word, Mo-mmys sick of you act-ing ab-surd… If you’re whin-ing does not stop, Go-nna pin you down and jump on top… If you still keep sa-ssin’ me, Mo-mmys go-nna throw a-way the key… To your hand-cuffs locked up tight, Give in si-ssy you can’t fight… First you will be cor-set-ed, Your tu-mmy will be sucked in.. That’s too bad if you can’t breathe, Guess you should start min-ding me… Act like you are roy-al-ty, Now you’ll dress like it, you see… In Mar-ie An-toi-nette’s dress, And wig, what fab-u-lous-ness! Make you strut your stuff just like, You’re queen of Pa-lace Ver-sailles! You’ve had it co-ming you see, For acting pri-ssy and mean… When you treat me like that slut, Your mouth will then be forced shut.. Pe-tti-coat disc-i-pline works, It corr-ects be-ha-vior quirks… When you’re laughed at, oh so rude, It co-rrects your a-tti-tude… Next comes that which makes me purr, I tear your a-dult dia-per… Then I stick my head un-der, Your dress and you start to sqirm… It turns Mo-mmy on real quick, Play-ing with your sissy dick… Forced to cum deep in my throat, You feel shamed, that floats my boat! Love hu-mi-li-a-ting you, E-ven when you cry, boo hoo 🙁 Per-haps you will act hum-ble, For a while, till you crum-ble… Un-til the time comes soon when, We must do this all again… Till you learn your le-sson son, Mo-mmy will keep having fun;) *************************** With Love To All My Naughty Sissies! *************************** XOXO, Miss Cate 1-888-430-2010 http://www.phoneamommy.com/specials.html http://www.phonesexwithcate.blogspot.com
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