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Mommy’s Blog #231: “Maid Days”

Wednesdays are always Maid Day for my widdle, sissy Tina. On Maid Days, Tina trades in her adorable baby dresses for a cute maid outfit and sets to work cleaning the whole house for me. She’s still diapered, of course, we can’t have Tina forgetting who wears the pants in the house (that she cleans), but she is expected to act much less like a little baby, and much more like a sweet, widdle servant.

When turning your husband/fiancé/boyfriend into a sissy, I can’t stress enough how important sissy-hypno tapes are. Not only do they keep your man cute and behaved; many of them also keep your sissy having the most adorable mannerisms. As you can see, whenever Tina stands still she can’t help but sway her hips and watch her widdle dress dance.

It’s making your sissy uncontrollably perform mannerisms like this, that lets them know you hold all the power. Well, the mannerisms and the chastity of course. In one of my upcoming blogs I’ll actually share which hypno tapes I used to train Tina to LOVE her chastity. She actually hates being out of it and begs me to keep her in only the smallest, girliest cages.

I’m also thinking of starting an OnlyFans for Tina! Me and a couple of the mommies of Tina’s sissy friends have thought it could be quite lucrative to have our sissies whoring themselves out online, I guess there’s a pretty big market for it!

Anyways, thank you so much, as always, for joining in on Tina and I’s blog. It’s been so fun documenting Tina’s journey from “big, stwong man” to “helpwess, widdle sissy”. Tina always loves reading the degrading comments that get left for her. But, until next time, keep your sissies diapered, caged, and ready to serve!

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A christmas morning...

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I create a rules for DD/lb in several categories. I would appreciate any feedback. Wrninig !!! My english is not very good :D !!! I hope you like it at least a little bit

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ABDL Punishment Experience:

These pictures were taken after being punishment by suppository. My daddy inserted 1 glycerin suppository into my butt then diapered me up in the usual M4. We then got ready and headed off on a shopping trip. Considering the place we were going was about a 20 minute car drive, the suppository had already started to work by the time we got there. About 10 minutes into shopping, I started getting abdominal cramps and the urge to mess my diaper was getting stronger. My daddy loves using this method of punishment because he enjoys watching my face as I try to beat the cramps and urge to go. After about 20 minutes of shopping the cramps got too much and I filled my diaper. The problem with suppositories is that they make you mess a lot so my diaper was extremely full. It was difficult not to waddle around with such a full diaper which was embarrassing as i’m already paranoid that people will notice my diaper already, let alone when it’s full! For about 45 minutes me and my daddy continued to shop where he’d instruct me to grab items from the lower shelves which required me to bend down therefore squishing the contents of the diaper around which was really unpleasant. Although the worse was yet to come…

After we’d finished grocery we packed the groceries into the car and started the 20 minute drive home which required me to sit in the messy diaper which was gross and the worse part about the punishment. I kept trying to sit in a comfortable position but it was impossible with such a full diaper. When we got home, I packed the shopping away and only once that was done could I get a change out of this very messy diaper.

- JackABDL

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Spending the day In double diapers PT.2

Out in public. Video is me wetting my double diaper In a changing room. The diaper is so thick you can hardly tell. I then had to do at least two public diaper checks before heading home.

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Dumb Baby Masturbation Instructions

Hello! this link is intended for people with a penis, if listening to me tell you what to do with your vagina is more your thing click the tag #DBMI and you should be able to find that link. If you actually want to follow these instructions, you should be in a wet diaper and have a plug on hand. I hope you enjoy!

Transcript: Hello friends, thank you so much for listening to my dumb baby masturbation instructions, I hope you enjoy it. Before I begin I want to say this recording and transcript is intended for audiences that are adults, meaning if you are younger than 18 this is not intended for you and please exit this page. The following is fantasy and even though it will be told from the perspective of me teaching you how to masturbate, it is meant to be consumed by people who understand my cadence is meant as humiliation and not a way of actual education. The following is only intended to be heard and read from my tumblr blog hockeynhandcuffs, you will find that this will hit many of the kinks that are common on my blog such as diapers, ageplay, dark ageplay. humiliation, which includes name calling, infantilization and condescending language, piss, and much much more. Thank you and I hope you enjoy.

Hey kiddo, thank you for staying after class with me. (pause) Oh this isn't about your grades, you're actually doing great. This is more about the fact I have noticed that whenever I talk sternly to you or even get close to you I can see you get hard through your diapers. (pause) Oh no kiddo, you're perfectly fine, in fact I find it cute but I am bringing it up to ask if you know why you are feeling that way and if you know how to deal with them? (pause) Of course you don't kiddo, you are pretty tiny and dumb, I would not expect a little baby like you to understand your body like that. The good news is Mr. H has picked up on these kinds of things and is willing to help you.

The first thing you have to learn kiddo is that your cock likes when you are slow and deliberate. I know it's very hard for a dumb baby to not help yourself, I am willing to bet that you already have your hands down your diaper, or at least really want to. But now that is Mr. H's cock and you have to listen to exactly what he says or youre not going to do it right. Have you noticed that when you pee in your cute little diapers that your cock starts to get hard? And how the warmth feels good down there? That's because it's a reminder to how much of a baby you truly are and that makes you feel good.

I want you to start by just rubbing the front of your diapers. That's right exactly where your cock would be if it wasn't behind a thick wall of piss and padding. I want you to close your eyes and really feel this moment, listen to the sound your diaper is making, think about how nice it feels, can you smell yourself? Do you wish you could smell me? Now I want you to hump something, the pillow you're gonna sleep on tonight, Your stuffed animal that you hold close when you sleep, the edge of your bed. As long as you can just slightly feel pleasure. You see... babies don't get out of their diapers unless an adult tells them so you have to do whatever you can to try and get pleasure. And that means loudly, pathetically, humping whatever you can get your hands on. Remember that you don't get to masturbate like an adult anymore, you don't get to act like an adult anymore. You are just a dumb baby who does things for my pleasure.

Now, I want you to lay on your back and open up your diaper. Do not move the diaper. You will be playing the rest of the time with your pissy diaper open so that you can tape it back on and go about your day as a baby. Do not even think about touching your cock, just sit... let it pulse begging to be touched. I want you to imagine begging, in fact, say it out loud, say “Please Mister H”. Do you feel silly? Sitting with your pissy diaper open speaking to an audio recording? Good, thats what you are, you're a silly little baby playing pretend wishing that I was there to touch you. Now take one finger and just run it up the bottom of your shaft. Just once, I want you to learn patience. Do it again, this time slower... Do you feel it? Do you feel how much I turn you on? One more time. Feel how much control I have over your body, feel how much you are dripping waiting for my next command.

Now take your hand and lube it up as needed. I will give you a couple seconds because I am certain the dumb baby is very flustered right now. Take your time kiddo, I want to make sure this feels god. I want you to make a small hole with your hand and start fucklng it with your dick slowly. Hold it there, imagine that it's my hand. I am overtop of you, whispering in your ear. I own you, youre my sweet pathetic toy, I'm going to fill you and let you leak in your diapers. Up. Down. Up. Down. Up. down. Thats such a good baby. It feels so good doesn't it? All this time and you finally get to play with yourself. You needed this, you needed to feel small, you needed to be talked down to, you needed to be taught. You are too dumb to do this by yourself. You need Mister H, go ahead tell me, say it out loud. “You need Mister H”. Good job kiddo, now you got me touching myself. I am thinking of how much you are yearning for my touch, even if that touch is just to powder your cock and lock you in diapers.

Now put lube on your fingers, and go to that tight little hole of yours. Massage that hole, make sure you would be able to take Mr. H if he wanted to fuck you. Now get your plug and lube that for me. Yes I know sweetheart, it's getting harder and hard for you to even think let alone do these actions. Now take that plug and slowly put it inside of you. Taking your time and feeling every single inch of that plug, I want you to feel completely in my control. Once the plug is in I want you to start jerking off again. Very good... Now this is exactly the time I want you to think about all those different posts I have made that have made you so hard. Maybe you are imagining me changing your reality. But I already have, I have turned you from an adult to a small baby masturbating in their open diaper, imagining that they're in school being taught by Mr. H. Saying things out loud just to get off. Maybe you're imagining being in a high chair watching me make your baby food. What are you wearing? Are you in a onesie? No you definitely wouldn't be in onesie, I wouldn't want you to spill on your clothes. Oh no, you can't even decide what to wear in your own fantasy. Maybe you're imagining me checking your diapers. Do you think that I could hold myself back? Not being able to hold myself back from groping you? I don't think so, I think I would tease you for a couple seconds just to make you a desperate little puddle. You know what youre definitely thinking about? Coming and visiting me for a weekend. All of your adult priveleges taken away, just stuck crawling around in your thick diapers. I would torture you, make you truly believe that you're too stupid to be an adult, make you learn to love kids shows, toys, baby food, baths. And you wouldn't be able to even complete a full sentence to thank me.

Now I want to try something, if you are close to cumming, I would love to count down your orgasm. You are not allowed to cum until I get to 1.

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Poor little baby desperate to cum

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Sitting in their wet diaper

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imagining sitting in my classroom

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me coming over to check your diaper

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And you being completely soaked

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I would put you in front of the class

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and make you sing your abcs while I change you

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playing with your cock

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Cum for me kiddo

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Now I want you to imagine me cleaning you up, putting a new diaper on you and giving you a kiss on the head. We would lay in bed and I'd let you put your head on my chest and we can talk about your favorite animals, your favorite shows, your new stuffie. I would play with your hair, rub your arms, and tell you “You are wonderful, I did not mean those things and I want you to know it, we can stay here for as long as you want, and I will make sure that you know how much you mean to me.”

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My Most Humiliating Orgasm - by LockedSlut23

Master Felix and I were visiting Colours of Ostrava music festival in Czech Republic specifically because the Imagine Dragons were playing that year, so it was in 2017. At that time, I was locked in a chastity cage for about three weeks, which was my record at the time. I was very, very horny, however the Master promised he would let be cum sometimes during the festival. I can't blame him, he was enjoying all the attention I was giving him every night at the hotel. And sometimes even in the morning. He delivered his promise on the third night and to this very day, I remember that orgasm as the most humiliating one I have ever experienced.

I do not recall the details, but I know the last concert finished very late at night. We were drunk as hell and I would lie if I said there wasn't something more... spicier... included, so neither of us were very tired. It was an incredible day with a lot of fun, dancing and teasing. Every time Master got a chance, he pulled me aside to kiss me and put his hand into my shorts to play with my full balls and locked dick. It was driving me crazy. Anyway, when the last concert was done, the Master asked me if I would be open for an experiment. I was kind of hesitant, but the alcohol, light drugs and my horny levels pushed me over, so I agreed. Long story short, after 30 minutes on Grindr, we were about to meet a local guy, who was claiming to be an experienced dom.

First time I saw him he was standing on a bridge connecting the main road with a small forest. He had an average height, slim, athletic figure and one of those “appearance are deceptive” cute faces. Cherry on the cage was his dirty blond hair. He spoke broken English, but good enough to understand what he was trying to say. As a hello he handed to me and Master a bottle of beer. Like more alcohol was what I needed at that point, but it was a good way of breaking the awkward silence. After talking for a few minutes, out of the blue, he asked me about my chastity. Instead of saying anything I took a nervous sip of the beer and looked desperately at my Master. 

“You told him?” I asked.

“Sure did,” Master laughed. Then I watched him pull out the cage keys out of his pocket and hand it over to Martin. Just as fast as the keys appeared, they disappeared in the pocket of a complete stranger, who just said “Thanks!”

“Oh come on…” I tried to protest, but already felt my trapped dick to press against the cage.

“So how long have you been locked?” Martin asked.

“Three weeks.”

“Nice, may I see?”

I looked at my Master, but he just nodded his head, telling me to do what was asked of me. Hesitantly I put my hands on my shorts to pull it down, but Martin stopped me. “Not like that, get on your knees”. Another look on my Master told me I won’t find any support in him. And so I took another sip of the beer, went on my knees in front of Martin and pulled the cage out. At that point, I was so hard it was pointing to the front. As I tried to accept this new position, I felt my Master’s hand on my head, slightly pulling my hair to keep me straight. Instinctively, I put my left hand around his leg for support.

Martin was smiling from ear to ear asking “How does it feel?” 

I was way out of my comfort zone, but I wanted to continue, so I just said basic “I am very horny, sir”. Martin chuckled and replied “I bet you are”

“Wanna go in the forest so we are not in the open like this?” he asked my Master. “Sure.”

I wanted to stand up, but my Master’s head was pushing me down. I looked at him confused and noticed his massive boner poking through his shorts. He was just as excited as me. “You walk on all fours behind us,” he said to me. It felt so humiliating, but I followed the instructions. All I could focus on was my raging, trapped boner swinging between my legs with every step.

I followed them for a few dozen meters to a spot in the forest. It was hidden enough for anyone to notice us, but the lights from the road still reached there. Luckily, they allowed me to walk for a few final meters, so I didn't hurt myself. But as soon as we stopped, I was back on my knees with them standing in front of me. Master was the first to give me instructions:

“Hands behind your back and pull down my shorts”. After struggling for a few seconds, his hard dick slapped me in my forehead. He started to jerk off slowly while I continued to pull the underwear all the way down.

“My turn,” laughed Martin. I moved towards him, but his shorts were tied by a cord. I tried to pull on it to untangle it, but the knot was impossible to undo just by teeth. “Having troubles, fag?” He grabbed me by my chin and forced me to look up at him. “Yes, sir,” I replied humbly. In the next second he slapped me slightly as a punishment, followed by his warm spit running down my cheeks. Only after that he untangled the cord so I could continue. “Thank you, sir,” I said quietly. 

For the next minute I was just kneeling there with my leaking dick and watched them touch each other. Over the chest, nipples, abs and feeling each other boners. 

“Fuck this feels good,” exhaled Martin and looked at me. “Wanna join in?” I just nodded, but didn’t dare to move.

“And what would he do here? He can’t even get hard,” Master stepped in. My dick was pulsing in the cage.

“Fuck, sir, please let me cum,” I said desperately, looking up at them. I wasn’t sure who to focus on. Master always gave me the permission to cum, but Martin had the keys. But they both just exploded in laughter.

“Alright, come closer,” Master said. His cock was a few centimeters from my face. “Wanna touch it?” 

I was just nodding and waiting for his permission. “OK,” he said finally after circling the tip around my lips for a few seconds. I didn’t hesitate and started to lick it before he slowly shoved it deep inside my throat and let out an excited moan. At the same time I felt the tip of Martin’s shoe touching my sensitive balls. My mind was shattered. I was trying to give the Master the best blowjob, but at the same time I could only think about the sensation around my dick, not knowing when to expect a kick. But it didn’t come. Instead, after a few minutes, Martin pulled me by my hair away from Master’s dick and told me to stand up. Master’s face was beyond delighted.

After I stood up he Martin said “uups, forgot to tell you to take the keys” and nodded me to go back on my knees. After I found the keys in his pockets, I wanted to go back up, but in one swift moment he made clear he had other plans and for the next ten minutes my mouth served as his personal fleslight. He was a lot more rough than Master, not taking my gagging into a consideration. Instead of helping me, Master stood close behind me, started to kiss Martin and used his own body to force Martin's dick even deeper into my neck. It was like I wasn't even there.

Even though I was used as their toy, I was holding keys from the chastity in my hands. It was so surreal. I could use it and be free to cum. And the only thing holding me back was permission from a total stranger currently destroying my throat. I was so horny I started to play with my locked dick, which made things even worse for me. I was expecting a punishment, but when they noticed, they just laughed, called me pathetic and continued having fun while I was under them, desperate for release.

“Give me the keys,” Martin said when they finally allowed me to stand up. I obeyed. He was holding the keys to my freedom again. In his other hand was my cage, which was driving me absolutely insane.

“You have been a good boy, but do you think you deserve to cum today?” Martin asked while he was crushing my full balls. I tried to ignore the rising pain, but in the end I grabbed him by his wrist begging to let it go. That lead to an even tighter grip.

“I asked you a question,” he continued. “Yes, sir, I am so fucking horny sir…” I replied. 

“Wrong answer, fag,” he said strictly and punched my balls so hard I had to bend over. He used that opportunity, grabbed me behind my neck and forced me to look down. His hard on was directly in my line of sight. So was my cage. “Do you see that?” He asked. I just nodded. He continued, “That is the difference between man and a faggot. One gets hard while the other leaks from his locked cage. This is the closest you will get in feeling a boner in your hands. Do you understand?” I was speechless. My Master likes rough talk, but this was the first time someone spoke to me like that. It was humiliating beyond description. But at the same time my dick was never harder and I have never been more horny. When Martin felt like I had enough, he let me go. I was watching the ground and felt so ashamed I could not look them in the eyes. 

After a few seconds Master broke the silence and asked Martin “I guess he isn't getting unlocked today?”. I finally looked at him and saw a mixture of surprise about what he just witnessed, but more I saw the excitement in the situation.

“Give him another month,” Martin said and handed the chastity keys back to the Master. Now I was the surprised one, but when the Master looked at me, he just said “Don't look at me, this is out of my control” and laughed hard.

Sorry to say, but this story does not have a happy ending. Today, I was locked in chastity permanently and all I can do is to strain in the cage while writing this. This is all I get and I think that moment in the forest was the first time I realized it!

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Trying out the new straight jacket 😌 Would you snuggle with this padded puppy?

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Mark and Luke

Finally I had graduated, sat in the ornate hall waiting to collect my degree along with all my friends, my mind was wondering to what was next.  I wasn’t even padded, too risky with all the photos and family around, even though the gown would easily have hidden my thickest diaper. Maybe I should get back in touch with him, we always said that we would, that being at uni wasn’t the right time, and it had always felt so right…… Rudely awaken from my daydream I realised I owed Mark a thank you, not the dirty look I had just thrown him, my name was called and it was time to do the walk up to the podium and collect that all important piece of paper from the smiling university Chancellor. Don’t fall. Don’t fall. Don’t fall. Smile. Face parents. Smile again. Walk. Over. Now for the celebrations, but that nagging thought was still there, would it even be possible?

I messaged him and after an awkward first conversation it resumed its old flow, his intelligence and natural dominance had always been the attraction for me. We met in the city where he worked; I had been staying with some friends for the summer, on the other side of the country from my home and my uni. The first time we had met had been amazing, I ended the night tied to his bed, in a thick diaper and a cb6000s keeping me from showing off the raging boner I had for him. Dreamily I reminisced about that precise point where I had fallen for him, it was that night, he was lay next to me tracing his fingers along my smooth abs, from the crinkly plastic of my diaper to the hard smooth plastic of my pacifier. He tugged on it gently, and I turned my head to face him, I wanted to kiss him so badly, to hold him and be his. That moment when his lips touched mine and my paci was help against my head in his hands was the moment that I knew; I wanted to be with him. So I told him, I had finished with uni now and I wanted to be with him again, not just for the summer this time, but for real. I put it all in an email, it would be easier than having a live message with him, I could just write down what I wanted and hope that it was something he wanted too. After pressing send I was so horny with the excitement and anticipation the only think I was capable of was humping my diaper against my bed until that glorious moment of orgasm, where for that millisecond, everything was calm and perfect. It was an agonizing wait for a response, but well worth it when it arrived

“Hey Luke, Wow, that was an intense email. I’d love it if you came back to stay! You’ll need to get a job, my mortgage is too demanding but I can definitely look after you while you look! There will be some rules for you to follow though, want to make sure that you have fun :-p

Diaper. At all times, you’ll be in them 24/7

Chastity. I’ll be the key holder. We will stick with the two for now, and see if you’re as well behaved as you were a couple years ago. When are you thinking of coming over? Mark xx”

It was perfect. I figured I would need a month to get the airfare together, sort my stuff out and get over to him, I started to apply to jobs too, couldn’t do any harm to get a head start. Mark sent me another message that night, he wanted me to arrive in a thick diaper, he didn’t have to tell me because there was no way on earth would I be meeting him without wearing one! I was thankful that he told me not to wear a cb though, I had no doubt that he would soon put me in one but it was like he pointed out, a diaper through airport security isn’t an issue - a locked chastity cage would be, especially if I had to go through the full body scanner.

Finally the day arrived, I boarded in the plane in a thick diaper, hopefully hidden under my clothes but at the end of the day I didn’t really care, I was about to start my new life with the guy I loved and I was going to spend it diapered and probably locked in a cb too. There was a spare diaper in my bag, along with my paci, though i didn’t intend to use it on the flight. I did intend not to leave my comfortable window seat and to sleep the entire way though. He was waiting for me, just past Passport Control, he was smiling and his deep blue eyes were damp. I ran the last few metres separating us and hugged him so hard! Looking up I eagerly received a kiss from Mark for the first time in over two years. As if to highlight how little had really changed between us his hands wandered down to my  soggy ass and gave my padded bum a squeeze. “aww is little Lukey wet?” It was enough  to give me a erection right there and then, my stiffy was compressed against me by my soggy diaper and I giggled in his hands before inclining my head to drop eye contact with him and nod my acknowledgement that yeah, I was soaked. He laughed gently, I felt his ass, it was padded too. I really liked that about Mark, he might be all dominant and stuff but at the end of the day he loved being in a diaper as much as I did. He took my hand and we started to walk, my suitcase rolling along behind me, slightly hiding my diaper waddle. “it’s good to see you again” I nodded, smiling to myself how at how reserved he could be, my heart was beating so fast I felt faint and I knew that he was the same. “i’ll check your diaper once we get to the car, if it will last until we get home then that’s good, if not then I can put another one on you” He had got a new car since I was last here, this one was much sportier, sleeker. He popped my case in the back and told me to drop my trousers, time for my diaper check! It was a quiet corner of the car park and I was hidden from view by the car door, not that I was even considering refusing. I wanted him too much to refuse. A moment later my jeans were round my ankles and my diaper was on full view. Mark took a minute to take me in, back here, his boy, diapered and willing. That smile on his face told me he was so happy to see this. His hand firmly pressed my diaper, checking the back, before moving to the front and gently rubbing the front, my cock responded instantly and my knees felt week, I leant forward to embrace his kiss as one hand held the back of my head, he passionately kissed me and I felt euphoric. “looks like it’ll survive another hour babyboy, pull up your jeans and jump in” On the way round he updated me on everything he wanted me to know, I could barely concentrate and just enjoyed hearing his accented voice so close to me as he described his new apartment, a converted red-brick warehouse in the city centre and the plans he had for us. The hour commute went quicker than expected and in no time at all we were in another car park, my diaper dangerously close to leaking and my cock excited to be played with by him again. He carried my case, a real gent, and we made our way to the elevator, it had a keycard which took us straight up to his apartment, the elevator door opening into his atrium. “Bedroom is this way Luke, let’s leave your case here while we get you changed” smiling, he led the way to his bedroom. There was a baby-changing mat on his bed, along with another diaper, wipes, powder, and quickening my heartbeat slightly, some leather cuffs. A bright green paci with a blue handle was offered to my lips, as he started to strip me “arms up Lukey”, my t-shirt was tossed over the comfy looking chair in the corner. Now my soaked diaper was sticking out above my jeans and Mark took a step back, holding me at arm’s length as he admired me.  Kneeling down he unfastened the button on my jeans and instructed me to step out. They almost immediately joined my t-shirt over my desk. As he started to rise up he kissed me, from my diaper up to my smooth belly button. Onwards to each of my nipples as me gently nibbled and caressed my pierced ears. I was wearing the modest diamond-style studs he had given me last time, I hope he noticed. His ears were pierced too, I had always enjoyed playing with the studs as they glistened in the light and he played with my body. His muscular frame took a step back and his shirt was slowly taken off, never breaking eye contact he finished by leaning over and kissing my paci. “Time for your change babyboy” Mark lifted my slight frame easily and lay his giggling diaper boy on the bed. His white plastic diaper was sticking out of his jeans, while my printed ab diaper was on full show lay on the changing mat in the middle of his bed. Mark reached for the leather cuffs, before pausing, passing them to me and telling me that I needed to fasten them on myself, to show that I wanted to be his boy. I fastened them on as quickly as I could and looked expectantly at him.  He lay on top of me, leaning slightly to one side as he guided my arm up to the corners of his bed, clipping my arms in place one at a time.  My boner was raging and I could tell his was too. He stripped down, until he was just in his diaper, kneeling with one leg either side of my slim waist. One by one he unfastened each tape slowly, relishing the suspense. I was almost surprised to see that he was dry. The image of him above diapered and bound me on his bed was magnificent. He shuffled forward, his erection firm, straight and heading my way. I opened my mouth in anticipation, the pacifier fell to the side of the bed and his guiding hands put my head in the right position to take him. His smooth crotch was coming closer, I knew that he was going to get as deep into my throat as he could and I gagged enthusiastically desperately needing to feel his balls on my chin. He obliged and I loved it. “Fuck, I’ve missed you” he panted, “and I’ve missed that sweet ass as well” with that he withdrew and got between my knees, untaping my diaper and gently removing it from under me. Mark reached for the wipes and fondled my cock and balls, then once more leant over me to get the lube and a condom from the drawer.  “Nearly forgot” I felt a package fall on my taut stomach, “do you want it on now or later?” I groaned. “Later? There’s no way it’ll go on now!” Mark laughed and played with my rock hard cock again “I suppose not, you hadn’t forgotten though, had you?” “No” I denied it but I could tell he didn’t believe me. “it’s ok, I don’t mind it going on afterwards, it’s not like you’ll be playing with yourself anyway, is it?” I struggled against the cuffs holding my arms, making no secret of loving the fact that I was in that position with him in charge of me. He picked up my pacifier and put in back in my mouth, “time for baby boy to be fucked” I smiled. He repositioned himself between my legs, playing with my boy hole with his lubed fingers, gently opening me up so it’d be comfortable to be fucked. I moaned every time he slid his fingers into me. He withdrew and my legs were lifted up and put on either one of his shoulders. His erection pressed against my hole and I thrust into him as much as my bonds allowed, he smiled, impressed at the eagerness of his diaper boy. Slowly he eased his way in, taking his time and being in complete control of me. It was ecstasy, I didn’t think it could feel better but he proved me wrong when he started to fuck me, sliding in and out, hitting that spot every time he pounded into me. Precum was dribbling from my cock as he thrust harder, pinning my already bound arms in place and kissing me on the forehead he came. He looked jubilant and having him climax inside me was enough to push me over the edge and sent my seed over my abs and chest. He smiled, still inside me he wiped his finger in to, bringing it up to my mouth he fed me his finger. I took it happily, sucking on his finger as he just watched benevolently. “right” he broke the spell in his usual frank manner “lets get you all cleared up and in your fresh diaper and cb!” My cock twitched at the thought of being in his chastity belt, as he expertly locked me up before my hard on could make it too difficult. The padlock was clicked shut and the key put in his wallet. “Right diaper boy, jump in the shower and we will get you in your diaper after you’re nice and clean, we have plans for this afternoon”. He untied me from the bed and walked me to the shower, he jumped in with me and left not a single cm of my body unclean.  I massaged his back as I cleaned, taking special care to clean the cock which had so recently given me so much pleasure. Once clean he insisted on drying me off “I want to take good care of my boy”, my heart melted at the words. Once in the bedroom I lay down on the changing  mat without instruction, he smiled as he grabbed the thick diaper, purposefully making it crinkle as he unfolded it. “this is the noise you’re going to be making from now on” he grinned as I lifted my ass up so he could slide it under me “we will have to get you a plug for that hot ass, maybe black to go with the cb” he promised. I tried to speak but the paci in my mouth made my words illegible. He powdered me with care, positioned the cb and taped up the thick diaper, it caused my legs to be slightly further apart than normal, for anyone looking for it, anyway. He chose my clothes for the day and dressed me, fussing over how I looked and the collar on my shirt. I sighed dreamily; this is exactly what I wanted. Diapered, locked and his.