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 6, 2011

Powerless

A darkened hallway You see a figure walk towards you, slowly I come into focus, and 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  
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
September 16, 2011

Dirty Nanny Ella

I love playing the role of a dirty Nanny that enjoys teasing my DL into doing naughty things so they spoil their diapers! Letting you see my hard, pink nipples as they peek out of my blouse….bending over to give you a clear view of my panties (if I’m wearing panties at all, hehehe), letting my hand linger over the front of that diaper of yours as I “check it”, feeling your peepee grow and swell under my touch. Oh yes, I have many ways to taunt and tease that cock of yours. If you are a good little AB/DL, perhaps I will rub your nappy enough to make you squirt… or maybe I’ll deny you your sweet release and just push on your belly to make you messy! Nanny Ella 1-888-430-2010
September 10, 2011

Dirty Mommy Needs to be Stuffed!

I think my son has finally figured out his mom is a slut. He asked me last night why his coach is always in my bedroom? I tried telling him I was just teaching his coach how to “pitch” but he just looked at me kind of confused and shrugged. I just can’t help myself, I LOVE to fuck and variety is the spice of life as they say. I like fucking his coach, his principal, and our next-door neighbor’s husband…… my favorite recently was my son’s friend’s dad who came by to pick him up for carpool the other morning when I was super horny. You would be amazed at just how quick 2 people can fuck when a car full of kiddos is waiting for them and honking the horn outside. Quickies are definitely quite exhilarating! So anyways this bad party girl mommy loves to be stuffed in all my slutty holes……..do you by chance have something you could stuff me with?   Dirty Mommy Maggie 1*888*430*2010
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