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February 10, 2018

Published by ABDL Mommy at February 10, 2018

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Diaper Humiliation For The ABDL

You’ve misbehaved again, and that means that you’ll need to be punished. A little phone sex diaper punishment is exactly what you need, and it is what you will get! You have been fussing and whining all day long, being a very bratty little abdl, and I have had more than enough of that. You are still talking about being a big boy, but a big boy doesn’t have to wear a diaper, now does he? You do, though. I put just enough laxative in your bottle of milk so that you won’t be able to control yourself at all, sweetie. You are going to make an absolute filthy poopy mess of yourself, and I will be there to laugh, tease, and mock you for thinking that you had a chance of taking your diapers off at all! Some diaper phone sex humiliation is exactly what you need…how about you call me so that I can give you what you deserve? Brenda 1-888-430-2010 Click HERE to chat with a phone sex Mommy #diaperpunishment #diaperhumiliation #abdlphonesex

June 9, 2015

Published by ABDL Mommy at June 9, 2015

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Spanking Adult Baby

My naughty little diaper boy made a big stinky when we were out shopping. Mommy had to change his diaper in the ladies room, but imagine my surprise when my adult baby started throwing a fit right there in front of all the ladies.Mommy took his diaper down and gave baby a spanking right there in front of everyone! I bet baby will think twice before disobeying mommy Candy again. Call Mommy Candy for a special spanking 1 888 430*2010

April 26, 2013

Published by Mommy Maddy at April 26, 2013

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Consequences: A Story in Diaper Punishment

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.” Are you ready for you Diaper Punishment? To be bound and restrained for your own good? It’s time to experience Maggie for yourself ~ 1.888.430.2010

February 8, 2013

Published by Mommy Maddy at February 8, 2013

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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 triple 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 Lexus and take your diaper punishment – you know you deserve it 1.888.430.2010

December 7, 2012

Published by Mommy Maddy at December 7, 2012

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AB/DL Punishment, Dommy Mommy Style

A Storm is Brewing… I have sometimes been compared to a hurricane. Calm and serene, oddly quiet with a disturbing energy hovering in the air just before all hell breaks loose. You know what I am talking about. It usually starts with something like this… My little Adult Baby has done something naughty and mischievous yet again – something that you know you would pay dearly for if mommy Lexus ever finds out. You think you’ve gotten away with what ever indiscretion you have perpetrated. But there are little signs, comments said; tones heard in mommy’s voice that makes you question if you have truly escaped punishment. You wait to see if I will say something to you, if I will question you about a curious mystery. This can go one for a full day or two as your anxiety grows and sways from self assurance to utter dread. Then it happens – BAM! You find yourself face to face with the fury of a very upset and angry mommy. The storm that brews behind mommy’s eyes is undeniable. You did not fool mommy for one single moment. I have known the entire time, and have been biding my time, making you squirm and sweat out your guilt. Now mommy will rain down her wrath upon you like no other can do. So think long and hard my Abies, before you go down the path of misbehavior; just because I don’t react right away, does not mean I don’t know what you have been up to – and it certainly doesn’t mean you have escaped the punishment of Dommy Mommy Lexus. Mommy Lexus 1.888.430.2010

June 20, 2012

Published by Mommy Maddy at June 20, 2012

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Diaper Punishment: If You Wear it You Must Use It

You think to yourself, “Well I suppose this isn’t too bad…” as you get used to the feeling of a diaper encapsulating your derrière, your weewee. You think back as to how you came to be in this predicament… You remember the look of exasperation on my face as I chastise you for the latest offense among a long list of past transgressions. You remember how my face transformed from one of furry to one of almost sadistic satisfaction. You thought I was joking when I had said that if you were going to act like a child, then you were going to be treated like a child. You thought that I couldn’t possibly be serious when I pulled out an adult diaper and ordered you to lie down so I could diaper and powder your bottom; that I must be playing some sort of game of ‘chicken’ and I would halt my commands as soon as you plead ‘uncle’. But you were wrong. Looking down at yourself, sitting in just a thick adult diaper on the floor, you can attest to that little factoid. You realize the need to relieve yourself is growing exponentially, and that you can no longer wait. You try and get up to make your way to the bathroom, but I stop you immediately, asking you, “Where do you think you are going young man?” When you try and stutter out a weak “bathroom” I tell you, “Oh no, you’re not ready for potty training – besides, you have a perfectly good diaper on”. You look down at your diaper as my meaning dawns on you, and as you look up at me with pleading eyes, I say, “Oh sweetie, didn’t you know? If you wear it, you must use it” Lexus 1.888.430.2010