November 18, 2011
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ABDL Training

My new little ABDL boy was crawling around on the floor in his diaper and I noticed that apparently he forgot the rules that he wasn’t allowed to make squirties without permission. He was grinding his peepee against his diaper against the floor. Little jackoff boy was humping his diaper on the floor. How cute.   I guess putting all that Vaseline all over his pathetic little peepee when I changed his diaper last was a mistake.   “Ok, well if you want to break the rules then here, mommy will help you,” I tell him as I walk over and undo his diaper.   “Now stroke it jackoff boy.”   He looked happy to be allowed to stroke until I grabbed a hold of his legs and pushed his knees back against his chest and made him aim his little peepee towards his own mouth.   “If you want to try to make squirties without permission then you get punished. You will keep stroking until you make squirties in your mouth. If you shoot and miss your mouth you will lick up every drop right here in front of mommy…….”   Are you ready for some of Mommy Maggie’s “special” training?   1*888*430*2010
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November 3, 2011
Published by Mommy Moderator at November 3, 2011
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Nap Time

  I always like to have a ritual when it comes to nap time.  A fresh diaper is always first, as I softly talk to you.  Next we gather your favorite stuffed animal, you blankie, and a fresh baba.  Then I gently put you in your crib and pull out Goodnight Moon to read to you.  And if you are a good abie, I will gently pat your thickly padded tushie until you drift off to dreamland.  See, nap time isn’t a bad time after all, is it?   Your AB Mommy Maggie 1*888*430*2010  
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October 30, 2011
Published by Mommy Moderator at October 30, 2011
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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
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October 20, 2011
Published by Mommy Moderator at October 20, 2011
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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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October 19, 2011
Published by Mommy Moderator at October 19, 2011
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A Hauntingly Good Tale

Gather round my friend’s, I have a tale to tell. About a journey we shall make, if you are so compelled. Listen up and follow me, deep into the woods, now don’t be frightened my friend, my pal, for Mommy Sara will be your guide. Just hold my hand, tightly now, keeping close at Mommies side. Quickly, let us follow the trail up around the bend, past the brook, down the hill to where the gravel ends. Slowly, the next jaunt will be steep, Shhhhhhh…… danger is lurking, we mustn’t make a peep, over the bridge is where we must go, where the dwarfed trolls they dwell, their faces are most obscured, but they hear very very well. Hurry! Hurry! No time to waist, keep on the path and do not stray. There up ahead! The fountain awaits. Do not fret my little princes’, I assure you no one is spying, so strip on down, off with those britches, I promise it’s positively purifying! Hop on in, the waters fine, it will wilt you back to infant size, you will slowly regress with no thought of why. Dunk down, my dearest, into the water; bask in its warmth and unusual treasures. That’s it my little ones splash around, it’s time to have fun, growing younger with every drop, for my deed is almost done. Your body dwindles, your memories fade, in my arms, my babies lay, I coddle you with motherly kisses and rush you back home to further my wishes. Wishing Everyone A Fun Halloween! Mommy Sara 1 888 430 2010
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October 10, 2011
Published by Mommy Moderator at October 10, 2011
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adult baby cry baby

When grown men act like spoiled little infants I know just what to do to them. Usually while I watch their temper tantrums I think about how they’d look in a dress and an adult diaper. This makes me giggle which can upset them more, but it’s their own fault really. If these men could control their tempers I wouldn’t have any reason to think about forcing them into a diaper and treating them like a baby. I don’t see anything wrong with a little day dreaming about forced abdl play. Mommy Liz
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