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Sleeping arrangements

So… I kind of really want to be forced to sleep in bondage. Enough to tie my arms to the bed, and spread my legs. I want to be put in a diaper, and plugged. That way if I have to go to the bathroom while tied up I can just go. Besides, toliets aren’t for diaper slaves like myself. I also want to be gagged. An average gag would work, but I would really like for my paci to be put in my mouth and have it be held in with bondage tape or tied behind my head with ribbon…

Idk ignore me..

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Dani's First Time

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Dani’s First Time

“Danielle…Danielle sweetheart,” I softly whisper to wake her from her nap. “Danielle. Come on baby girl. You need to get up sugar.”

It always amazes me how soft and innocent people look when they are asleep. Danielle always gave off that glow though, she was naturally beautiful, with soft round, childlike features. It’s one of the many things I love about her. I hated to have to wake her, but it was getting late in the afternoon, and there was a pressing matter that needed some immediate attention. I’d noticed it as soon as I had walked through the door.

Danielle groaned and rubbed her sleepy eyes in protest of the meddling.

“There’s my sleepy girl,” I say with a warm smile.

I give her another moment or two to chase the cobwebs away, and while she’s waking up, I begin to gather her changing supplies. Within seconds, everything is at hand, resting on the foot of the bed or laying on the floor.

Dani begins to gingerly sit up in bed and as she does, the unfamiliar sensations quickly jar her awake as she rapidly begins to remember the afternoon’s earlier events.

[Two Hours Earlier]

“Danielle, stop your fussing. You’re only two days into your ‘bad baby week’ and you still have not had a dirty diaper. I don’t want you holding it until you get sick because you’re too embarrassed to use your diaper like the baby you’ve been acting like. So, like it or not, I’m going to help you so you don’t have any choice in the matter.”

“Nooooo!”

“Excuse me, young lady?”

“I said no! I don’t want to do that!”

I waited for the foot stomp to accentuate her point but it didn’t come. I could tell she was embarrassed though, her face was not red from anger; it was a hot pink and rose colored blush.

“You don’t get to tell Daddy ‘no’, not when it comes to your health, I’m sorry. You have a choice, you can lay across my lap and allow me to give you the enema willingly, or you can be pulled across my lap, spanked for being naughty, and take it anyway. Those are your choices… One… Two…”

She new well enough by now, that by the time I reached three, her soft round bottom was doomed. She knew, but today she wasn’t going to make the right choice. She just couldn’t submit to this. It was just too much.

“Three!”

I grabbed her by her wrist and physically pulled her across my lap. Enough was enough. I positioned her where I wanted her on my left leg, then repositioned my right leg over the top of hers so she couldn’t kick when the pain began to set in. I grabbed the back of her soaked diaper that I had been about to change and pulled it down past her cheeks. Without warning, I landed the first blow across the right side. SLAP

She jumped a little and before she had time to fully recover from the first, I delivered another to her left side. For effect, I paused, giving her a moment to soak up the sensations, to really feel the burning sting. Already perfectly outlined, handprint shaped welts were rising on her soft, creamy bottom. I’m not going to lie, it was a beautiful sight.

After the appropriate pause I alternately landed six more stinging slaps and again paused to allow her mind to catch up to the fiery message her nerves were telling her. Then two more fast whacks.

“Are you ready to stop fussing and take your enema like a big girl?”

“YES!”

Nope, not ready yet, I thought to myself. Now she was just mad. They key to a good spanking was all about sound, oddly enough. Right now, the tone of her voice just said ‘ANGER’. I’d check in after another succession of smacks, and by then I should be hearing ‘PAIN’. That’s still not the appropriate response though, and so we will continue on. By the time I check in the next time, I should be hearing heavenly angels singing in soft, melodic tones about ‘SURRENDER/SUBMISSION/REMORSE’.

Danielle managed the appropriate tone just after the fourth round this time. She wasn’t sobbing, but there were tears in her eyes and her butt had a beautiful scarlet hue to it. She was going to walk away with a bit of bruising and a very tender bottom for a few days.

Needless to say, there were some tears, some gentle cooing, cuddles and more than a few encouraging words about being a good girl here on after. Danielle received her enema without further resistance, had a proper diaper change, and then I laid her down for a nap. Within twenty minutes the fleet enema I had given her had taken affect and the desired results were achieved.

Exhausted and not daring to leave the bed and risk further chastisement, Danielle snuggled in, her pacifier affixed tightly between her lips, and with her favorite monkey tucked tightly beneath her arm, she laid her tear stained cheek against the pillow and fell deftly asleep.

[Back In the Present]

Danielle groans and her face flushes hot with embarrassment as the mess in her diaper begins to shift with her moving.

“Daddy, I…I…,” she stammers, unable to even form the words to explain her predicament.

“Shhhhh, shhhhhh, shhhhh, it’s okay baby, Daddy knows,” I tell her soothingly. “Let’s get you changed out of your yucky diaper…”

I offer a hand and help her out of bed, and the song of my people begins to dance and play on the air in soft, sweet crinkles. Ugh, this is a little piece of paradise.

I leave her to stand beside the bed as I lay out the pink, waterproof changing mat on top of the bed. Then, taking Dani’s hand again, I help her lay down on the mat. She’s a picture of innocence and vulnerability. I smile warmly down at her and take it all in for just a brief moment. Da Vinci, eat your heart out, this is MY Mona Lisa.

I pull myself together. My little girl is uncomfortable, there are more important things to focus on. I walk around the bed and rummage for her paci and grab her monkey for her, hoping it will serve as a partial distraction as I’m cleaning her up. Paci and monkey in place, it’s time to get to work.

I tap her gently on the outside of her thigh signaling for her to lift up for me, and as she does I push the hem of her hoodie up over her tummy so it isn’t accidently soiled. I tap her again and she lowers her bottom back to the mat and winces a little. My poor, naughty girl and her sore bottom. I give her a soft smile, half reassuring, half sympathy.

I begin pulling open the tabs of her pastel pink DC Amor’s, the bottom right one, the bottom left, the right top, and the left top. Almost instinctually, Dani buries her binky’d face in her monkey. If she can’t see me, then just maybe, she will survive the embarrassment. I’ll give her that. Someday this will be so routine she won’t give it any thought at all, but today isn’t that day.

I open up her diaper and casually inspect the damage. Certainly not bath worthy.

“Aww, very good girl! Daddy’s so proud of you for using your diaper like you’re supposed to!”

I’m certain I’m imagining it, but I swear I can feel the heat of her blushing face radiating at me from across the bed. I tap her thigh and she lifts up for me again. As she does I take the front of the diaper and wipe the majority of the mess from her, then quickly remove the rest with cool cucumber baby wipes. Satisfied that she is mess free, I have her lay back down and roll up the smelly diaper.

“See, that’s not so bad, is it?”

She doesn’t say a word, but at least now she feels safe enough to look at me. By now, this part of a diaper change is becoming second nature. I grab a few more baby wipes and wash gently around her shaved mound and between the soft petal-like lips of her feminine flower. Another wipe cleans across her belly and the sides of her hips where the hot diaper tends to make her sweat, and another for her tender cheeks.

“There, all clean. Do you want Daddy to put some lotion on your sore bottom?”

You just nod shyly.

I retrieve the bottle with the fluorescent green goo from the fridge and return quickly before she decides to get into mischief. I have her roll over for me and generously coat her bruising cheeks with the aloe based sunburn lotion. The chilled goop brings her a little relief and soon it’s soaked into her skin without a trace. She rolls over again and once more I have her lift up as I spread another thick, pink diaper beneath her. I grab the pink powder puff filled with lavender baby powder and generously dust down her diaper area. Then finally, I pull up the diaper between her legs and tape it tight and snugly over her. Fresh, dry, and clean, and with any luck, a happier baby than when I found her.

I bend down, kiss her exposed tummy, and help her sit up…and so ends Dani’s First Time.

Written By:
Bjørn Whitefur © 11/16

Jun 21, 2017 21 notes

submissive4dominant:

Before the forced regression it had still been a slutty fag. After it was a slutty fag baby, with a mind forever stuck at 18 months.  

Before it had a ridiculously large cock for a fag. After the surgery it just had a tiny flap of useless skin.

Before it lived in designer underwear. After, it lives in designer diapers. 

Before it used to be proud of its hard body and bulging muscles. After they are wasting away. Crawling its only physical exercise.

Before it had friends, family, a job, a social life. Now it has its cuddly toys and Master Daddy to take care of it.

Before it used to front a rock band. After it struggles to remember the words to Baa Baa Black sheep.  

Before it used to spend 1000′s on its perfect white smile. After it has gums, perfect for sucking up its baby mush and perfect for sucking up Master Daddy’s cock.

Before it was obsessed with cock. After? well as you can see it still naturally reaches for anything phallic shaped. Daddy loves His slutty, cock craving baby-fag.

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