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
October 20, 2011

Consequences

You get a call from me at work – I’m disturbingly cold as I inform you that I know what you have done…and there will be consequences…severe consequences for your actions, and then I simply hang up.  You are left in a state of panic as you search your brain for a clue as to what I have discovered, taking an inventory of what wrongs you have perpetrated (it could be one of many you surmise).  When you arrive home, you call out for me, but no voice answers back.  You move from one room to the next, searching, but half wishing that you do not find me, afraid of what is to come.     Then you enter the bedroom, and you see what can only be the fore-mentioned consequences – confused you just stand there looking at what has been laid out for you.  Your mind whirls as you piece together what is in store for you, what you are about to be subjected to.  You know what will happen upon your refusal – you are well aware that I know where all the bodies are buried, know every skeleton, every deep dark secret that would leave your life in ruins if certain people would be informed of any one of them, or god forbid, they were to become public knowledge.  And you also know I have no qualms about using such knowledge if I deem it prudent to my needs.  You breathe in deeply, resigned to your fate. I come up behind you and say matter-of-factly over your shoulder, “I told you there would be consequences…now disrobe.”   Maggie ~~Your go-to mommy for all your secret diaper punishment and diaper bondage desires 1*888*430*2010
October 18, 2011

Scare Me

  Oh I love Halloween!  I love all the decorations and the macabre.  And I especially love being scared and scaring others heeheeheehee!!  Now this is where being a diaper lover/ABie gets its perks – see, when you get scared sh**less while watching some horror flick or someone comes up behind you and makes you jump ten feet in the air, you don’t have to worry about wetting your pants – you already have a diaper on!!  (That’s going on the list of reasons to wear a diaper – check!!)  Well anyways, Happy Halloween ALL!!!   Mommy Gina 1*888*430*2010
October 12, 2011

Diaper Lover Has His Day

Nanny loves to diaper little abies and adult diaper lovers. Abies need lots of care and attention that Nanny is happy to provide but sometimes Nanny wants to get off with grown up to grown up. An adult who understands how good a soft, snug diaper feels is well on their way to my bed, or the change table at least. Ever look around when you are out and about? Ella does. I look for the bulges that tell me he’s wearing. Generally, I say, the thicker, the better. But there’s only one way to tell if he’s for real. Move in close. Use all the senses. Just yesterday I thought I spotted a handsome gentleman with a thick diaper in the supermarket. I made sure to get in line behind him at the checkout even though I hadn’t found everything I needed. I bumped into to him, accidentally on purpose, and heard that tell-tale crinkle. I leaned in and he smelled faintly of urine–a scent that has become slightly erotic to me since my boyfriend introduced me to diaper fetishes a few years back. I struck up a casual conversation and when he had paid I casually slipped him my card. He was friendly but reserved until he looked and saw that I Nanny Abies and he instantly understood. We said our goodbye’s and I waited till he was out the door till I told the checkout girl that I wasn’t done shopping. She smiled knowingly but all she saw was two flirtatious people having a conversation. Sometimes it’s the subtleties that matter, and all the senses. Not just what you see and hear, but what you feel and smell. Ella 1-888-430-2010
October 6, 2011

Powerless

A darkened hallway You see a figure walk towards you, slowly I come into focus, our eyes lock You are powerless to turn away…… My hand reaches out to you It caresses the side of your face Still powerless…… Not being able to resist, I lean in and kiss you gently on the lips The taste upon your lips is unfamiliar – Not unpleasant It leaves a tingling sensation, One that starts to spread throughout your body With each moment that passes Your strength seems to be melting away Powerless against the sensation…… I move to your ear, whispering Everything will be fine You try to turn your head towards mine, You find you are powerless to do so I pull your head down to my exposed breast You try to resist, but can not My warm milk flows freely into your waiting mouth, Powerless to stop it…… As my milk fills you, something strange starts to happen… You find yourself shrinking, Diminishing against my breast…… My hands now holding you… …smaller now… …even smaller… …powerless to stop it…… Powerless to stop feeding…… With each suckle you shrink Regressing even more Until at last you find yourself nestled in my arms My gaze looking down at you, Smiling sweetly, Cooing at my new baby…… Powerless in my embrace…… I turn back down towards the darkened hallway Your transformation complete …enveloped by my arms… …powerless……   Mommy Maggie 1*888*430*2010   Specializing in, among other things, ** age regression * shrinking fetish *  sci/fi /fantasy fetish **  
October 6, 2011

Assume the Position

Now this is how I like to see my little ones – bare assed, red and raw from a severe session of spankings, and bent over the toilet receiving an enema.  It’s always good to remind my little guys who is exactly in charge and what the consequences are for misbehaving and/or not following instructions.  Heck, they can get this treatment if I’m just in the mood, LOL!  Hmmmmm, I feel the urge coming on now – what unsuspecting victim, I mean little one, shall I satisfy my urges on today?   Gina v  
October 1, 2011

Fall is Here!

Hope everyone is starting to feel a little excited and wetting their adult diapers with the feel a new season in the air. Fall is here peeps and I know I am excited enough to wet my diapers over it! So lil adult babies come and call your mommy and bring in fall with a sweet diaper change and some fall shopping! Mommy Sara 1 888 430 2010
September 28, 2011

Diaper Punishment

I warned you what was going to happen if you did it again, didn’t I? That the price for your insolence was going to be high. Now look at your self – your diapered ass exposed as your sitting in a crib, restraints keeping your naughty self still while I stuff the enema nozzle deep up that hole of yours. You had better hold you water you weak, pathetic excuse of a man – and I use that term very loosely. Once you have taken all your water, then I’m going to put you in a double pair of plastic pants and make you fill that diaper of yours…and you can sit in your extremely full and dirty diaper all night and think upon what you have done and how you are going to make it up to me. Now call Ella and take your diaper punishment – you know you deserve it 1-888-430-2010
September 22, 2011

A Day with AB Mommy Maggy

What would a day with mommy be like? Well, it would start with a feeding at my bosom, being cuddled close as we rocked together in my favorite glider.  When your tummy was full with mommy’s sweet milk, then it’s a trip to the changing table to get the night’s diaper off and undressed for your bath.  Afterwards, you would be wrapped in a thick, fluffy towel fresh out of the dryer, powdered from head to toe, and placed in a fresh diaper.   The day would be filled with playtime, plenty of sunshine and fresh air, diaper changes and feedings, and a nap to keep the “crankies” away, with lots of hugs and kisses sprinkled throughout the day.  And at the end of the day, when your eyes fell heavy with sleep, I would put you in a clean sleeper, one last feeding at mommy’s breast, and a story to lull you off to dream land.   That is what an ABie could expect from a day with this AB Mommy.     Mommy Maggy 1*888*430*2010
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