May 1, 2011

Diaper Punishment

  So normally I punish my adult diaper wearing abies and sissies with keeping them in their diapers  but I think I might try a new twist when it comes to punishing you diaper lovers.  I am thinking that refusing to diaper you might get your attention, having you pleading and begging me for mercy. Maybe by threatening to dump all the un-used diapers in the diaper pal, you might prompt you to be more willing to behave. Ya think?   Mizz Rebecca 888*430*2010 International 714*442*2402  
April 30, 2011

Sissy Maid Training

  Today we’ll begin your sissy maid training. This is the pretty maids uniform Mommy wants you to wear. It’s short,pink and fluffy. You’re going to have to get used to bending to vacuum and scrub in such a short puffy dress. Now I should have guessed that your sissy stick would get hard the minute those soft panties touched it haha. You’ll just have to curb your excitement for awhile so that you can get your work done. It’s going to be a busy training time for you sissy boy.   Mommy Shirley
April 29, 2011

Little Sissy Babies!

Nanny usually takes care of little boys, and I love them like they were my own. Sometimes, though, I wish I had some little girls in the nursery to play dress-up, have a tea party, and play house. Instead of feeling sorry for myself I settle for something just as fun: I dress my boys up. Once in awhile I will find a little one that delights in playing along. I love that! I have also found that some little boys absolutely hate being done up fancy. Well who would have guessed that something so harmless as ribbon and frill could be so effective in getting bad, rough and tumble little boys to behave? The threat of being all dressed up like that for Nanny’s amusement is all the more terrifying because you know that I will follow through. Behave, or we’re going to play what I want to play! Bad little boys, especially rough boys with bad manners, need to be taught some finesse and Nanny needs to have her fun.   Your Naughty Nanny Ella
April 28, 2011

Spankings

Have you been a adultbaby in need of a spanking? Cum on now tell your Mommy the truth, Mommy does not like fibbers! You know what Mommy does to fibbers? Well let me tell you it is not pretty. More then just a mouth washing happens to who tell stories. A sore bottom with whatever instrument Mommy has in her hand at the moment. Making that adultbaby bottom red, you will feel that sting for a long time once Mommy paddles you! Mommy Sara 1 888 430 2010
April 25, 2011

The Jumblies

THEY went to sea in a sieve, they did; In a sieve they went to sea: In spite of all their friends could say, On a winter’s morn, on a stormy day, In a sieve they went to sea. And when the sieve turned round and round, And every one cried, “You’ll all be drowned!” They called aloud, “Our sieve ain’t big; But we don’t care a button, we don’t care a fig: In a sieve we’ll go to sea!” Far and few, far and few, Are the lands where the Jumblies live; Their heads are green and their hands are blue; And they went to sea in a sieve. II They sailed away in a sieve, they did, In a sieve they sailed so fast, With only a beautiful pea-green veil Tied with a ribbon by way of a sail, To a small tobacco-pipe mast. And every one said who saw them go, “Oh! won’t they soon be upset, you know? For the sky is dark and the voyage is long, And, happen what may, it’s extremely wrong In a sieve to sail so fast.” Far and few, far and few, Are the lands where the Jumblies live; Their heads are green and their hands are blue; And they went to sea in a sieve. III The water it soon came in, it did; The water it soon came in: So, to keep them dry, they wrapped their feet In a pinky paper all folded neat; And they fastened it down with a pin. And they passed the night in a crockery-jar; And each of them said, “How wise we are! Though the sky be dark, and the voyage be long, Yet we never can think we were rash or wrong, While round in our sieve we spin.” Far and few, far and few, Are the lands where the Jumblies live; Their heads are green and their hands are blue; And they went to sea in a sieve. IV And all night long they sailed away; And when the sun went down, They whistled and warbled a moony song To the echoing sound of a coppery gong, In the shade of the mountains brown. “O Timballoo! How happy we are When we live in a sieve and a crockery-jar! And all night long, in the moonlight pale, We sail away with a pea-green sail In the shade of the mountains brown.” Far and few, far and few, Are the lands where the Jumblies live; Their heads are green, and their hands are blue; And they went to sea in a sieve. V They sailed to the Western Sea, they did,– To a land all covered with trees; And they bought an owl and a useful cart, And a pound of rice, and a cranberry-tart, And a hive of silvery bees; And they bought a pig, and some green jackdaws, And a lovely monkey with lollipop paws, And forty bottles of ring-bo-ree, And no end of Stilton cheese. Far and […]
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