Dangerousangleofadream - Femdom

Yes...I know that you wont be able to talk with a gag in your cute mouth, darling! But you can still mumble "I will" through the gag and that is all i want to hear from you tonight. Sure, it will be a bit embarrasing at first to stand in front of our guests like this...they will lough, they will whisper, they will make jokes about you for the rest of your life. But in any way, they will soon realize, that this gag is also symbolic of our love, that you married a superior woman and have no say in our marriage!

There was a time when an image like the first, free of words, would have given you different thoughts. Different urges.

But now…

You want to kneel. The words and their meaning make you throb. Just the thought of obeying makes you twitch. You need to obey.

Obeying is your purpose.

It’s the only thing that feels right.

You throb again.

You keep going, the pixels make you twitch.

The thought that I’m in your head, not knowing how much control I have but KNOWING deep in your cock that it’s more than you could imagine…

And an nnnngh escapes your lips.

You love this.

You need this.

Hot brats always win….

Somebody to Love

I die a little inside every time she gives me this look. The worst part is she doesn’t do it to be mean. It’s just natural for her now.

It’s the look I get when she knows I have a diaper in need of changing. But that’s not what bothers me, it’s true, I do need a change.

It’s how she looks at me. Like I’m a poor, helpless toddler who just couldn’t help himself.

I hate that she sees me as an object of pity. That I’m just a “cutie” who needs a “real” adult to navigate life. That she’s the adult. And you can guess who the cutie is.

What bothers me most is there is still love in her eyes. And I know what you’re thinking—isn’t that a good thing? And, sure, it’s better than loathing or scorn.

But not by much.

Do you know what it’s like to see the girl who once thought I was the love of her life look at me like this? Without any hint of sexual attraction. All because I’m in diapers?

I saw the spark of our love life fade in her eyes the first time she saw me in a diaper. The moment I went from her boyfriend to…whatever this is.

She doesn’t see me as a man, not when I’m in diapers. She doesn’t treat me like a man, either. The way she speaks to me is different. The way she acts around me is different.

I’m just so tired of this. Of being her “cute” little diaper boy. Of the silly way she speaks when she feels my wet diaper.

Just because I’m in diapers doesn’t change the way I feel about it her. I still crave her, I still want to be the person who keeps her warm at night.

But I’m not asking to do that again. I can still hear her condescending laugh the last time I did.

And now she’s about to discover I’m not just wet. A new low in our “relationship.”

Source: MSPbound

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