November 10, 2011

Nanny Ella’s Toy Box

Nanny Ella’s Nursery is well-stocked with all kinds of fun toys for Abies to play with but only my most special little ones get to peek in Nanny’s own personal toy box. It’s full of bright plastic toys but not like the ones in the nursery! This one is called a dildo. I know, it’s a funny name, and it’s even more fun to play with. Curious little ones will always have their questions answered with an explanation and if necessary, a demonstration. Wouldn’t you like to know what Nanny does with this shiny black plastic dildo? I’ll show you, but only if you promise not to tell your Mommy or the other little ones in the nursery. It will be our little secret. *kisses* AB Nanny Ella 1-888-430-2010
November 4, 2011

Good Ol’ Fashioned Flogging

Now this is what I call a good ol’ fashioned flogging!  A nice alternative to your classic spanking or paddling! (wouldn’t want to get stuck in a rut, would we?)  I love the whole antique vibe, right down to the vintage lingerie and period hair style.  And the way they turned an ordinary piece of rope into an effective flogger/spanking implement?  I lovely piece of ingenuity!  Makes you wonder what went on behind those heavy mahogany doors of yester years!   Mommy Gina 1*888*430*2010   ** over the knee spankings * diaper punishment * domme mommy * Adult Baby/Diaper Lover Mommy **
November 3, 2011

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  
October 28, 2011

Abie in a Bib

One of my favorite role play scenarios involves punishing an irresponsible and immature husband or boyfriend. I recently had the opportunity to play this out with a caller and I was particularly interested in humiliating him. I explained to my man of the moment that he wasn’t living up to my expectations and informed him that I had a plan that would give him a chance to make up for it and at the same time rectify the situation. My plan starts with a shopping trip and ends with my delinquent boyfriend powdered and diapered, in a cute bonnet, a rattle in one hand and a bib around his neck while I spoon mashed bananas into his mouth. Sounds simple but it’s not always easy to make a grown man understand that his place is in a diaper, in a bib, in a crib. It was the bib that broke him. We were standing in the store and even with a cart full of supplies he wouldn’t accept what was happening. I told him that we weren’t leaving without a bib and he was going to choose which one. We had a bit of a stand-off but he eventually conceded that he liked the blue one, the one with the rabbits on it. It was a downhill battle from there and baby became very compliant once he understood that I was going to teach him and train him from the start. Good fun, all in all. Call Nanny Ella for naughty ab/dl phone sex role play. 1-888-430-2010 | $1.99/minute 18+ Billed as Madison Enterprise
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 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 is 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
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