February 6, 2011
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What is in your Toy Chest?

I actually still have the Toy Chest my Pa made for me. I loved my Toy Chest, it was like a secret hiding place for all my most favorite treasures!  I use to keep my favorite dress up clothes in it, secret treasures like jems and jewels, fake ones LOL but they were real to me. I use to keep my journal of course in my toy chest. I use to write all these great plays and scripts and then dress up and act them out. I use to use my stuffed animals as an audience. I guess that is when I first desired a life in acting. It later became a place where I would hide my diapers and began acting out my dl side in secret.  It was all part of my fantasy play and real life fetish and how they intertwined. So tell me what did you use to keep in your toy chest? I promise I wont tell *giggles* well maybe I wont. Whisper your secret in my ear …..1.888.430.2010….Mandywantstoknow!
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February 4, 2011
Published by Mommy Maddy at February 4, 2011
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Bad Adult Baby

I know a certain someone who has been very bad and ruined his underwear and hid them under the bed.  Did you really think that Mommy wouldn’t find out?  How many pairs are under that bed because its stinks to high heaven in here! Your going to clean those underwear in the sink young man right after I bend you over my knee and spank you and then diaper you.   Ms AvA  
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January 31, 2011
Published by Mommy Maddy at January 31, 2011
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Where the Sidewalk Ends

There is a place where the sidewalk ends And before the street begins, And there the grass grows soft and white, And there the sun burns crimson bright, And there the moon-bird rests from his flight To cool in the peppermint wind. Let us leave this place where the smoke blows black And the dark street winds and bends. Past the pits where the asphalt flowers grow We shall walk with a walk that is measured and slow, And watch where the chalk-white arrows go To the place where the sidewalk ends. Yes we’ll walk with a walk that is measured and slow, And we’ll go where the chalk-white arrows go, For the young one, they mark, and the young man, they know The place where the sidewalk ends. by Shel Silverstein Minnie
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January 30, 2011
Published by Mommy Maddy at January 30, 2011
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Disobedience Won’t Be Tolerated!

So you have to be detained today, oh yes you do. You wish to bring those grades up do you? Straight up I am sure. Well the only way to do so is to serve in my detention for the next week. Mizz Rebecca won’t have this behavior any longer. Cuming late to class, not paying attention to my instructions. You are in dire of need of stricter lessons that can only be obtained with some one on one personal attention. Attention to me, your undivided attention to pleasing your teacher is what is in order. So my little clown, plan to be staying after today and everyday all next week! Have a good weekend *laughs wickedly* I am certain it will be a restless one with your mind racing of what I have planned. Mizz Rebecca 1 888 430 2010
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January 29, 2011
Published by Mommy Maddy at January 29, 2011
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Bath Time

There is nothing like ending a busy day with a warm bath, complete with bubbles and a rubber ducky and all your favorite bath toys. Playing and splashing and giggling ‘til both of us are completely wet. I would lather your hair and make funny shapes with the shampoo, then gently lean you back so I could rinse all the bubbles out of your hair, making sure not to get a single drop of suds in your eyes. A warm fluffy towel would be next to snuggle around you, drying you completely, then and a heavy dousing of sweet smelling baby powder, followed by a diapering and freshly laundered jammies to keep you safe and warm throughout the night. Yes, there is nothing like bath time at the end of a busy day. Mommy Maggy
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January 28, 2011
Published by Mommy Maddy at January 28, 2011
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No you may not stroke that Cock!

  You want to I know, but you haven’t been given permission yet now have you? Oh, there is a pounding in your head, a longing to reach that hand down inside that diaper, just aching to give it a quick jerk! *slap slap* You must refrain little man, you must only touch it upon my instruction. Tehehehe. Is it throbbing Hahaha! And it will continue to throb until you call and then maybe just maybe ….I’ll let you give it a little squeeze. Hehe Sara 1 888 430 2010
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