paddedlittleparadise: “No-o, please Ty, please-! I can’t hold on much longer-” I s
paddedlittleparadise: “No-o, please Ty, please-! I can’t hold on much longer-” I smiled knowingly into the webcam as the image of my writhing, diapered girlfriend filled my screen. Of course she wouldn’t be able to hold on. She never did… and yet, somehow, she kept on trying. Every single time. It was kind of pathetic, really. Sweet, and admirable, and pathetic. “Ellie, you know the rules, baby. You set them up yourself, remember? ‘Oh, Ty, I want you to control me, to humiliate me…’“ I mimicked in a singsong falsetto. “You’re the one who even showed me that sweet little vibrator! So why are you complaining now, when you’re getting exactly what you want?” I lowered my voice and bent toward the mic. “Exactly what you… deserve.” God, it was heavenly to watch her squeal, for at that exact moment I bumped the Lush vibrator, tucked tightly away inside that adorable diaper of hers, up a notch. “Now, now, remember! An enema for every time you cum in your Pampers, baby girl. You don’t want another enema on top of the one you just got, now, do you?” “No, no, please, no!” she babbled in desperation, her hips wriggling in obvious arousal and distress. “It’s just- Fuck, it’s so intense! And I’ve gotta take a shit too- so bad-” “Do you now?” I couldn’t help but chuckle as she stared up imploringly into the camera. “I guess a double Fleet enema will kinda do that, won’t it? Listen, why don’t you just quit fighting it, baby? Go on. I know you’re going to eventually. Just fill your diaper up like a good girl, and we can get this taken care of…” Of course she eventually did: face scrunched in humiliation, her upturned diaper swelling and sagging with the shameful, mushy load. I stared, transfixed in arousal and longing to be there—to feel the infantile swelling and bulging of her dirty Pampers beneath my hand. There she was, filling her diaper before my eyes, just like the good little baby I was slowly turning her into… And you know, such good behavior has to be rewarded. “No, Ty-y-y-!!!” And then she was dissolving into orgasmic convulsions of pleasure, the hapless victim of my remote ministrations. I had the controller, after all, and I knew better than anyone exactly how to send her senses reeling, to set her off cumming and squirting helplessly into her now-filthy diaper. When the glorious little show was all over, I grinned quietly into the camera once more like the sadist I was. “Well, well! Guess that’s one more enema for you, hmm? Guess we’ll just have to try again tomorrow, baby…” Not gonna lie. Her sweet, defeated little whimper was almost enough to send me over the edge myself. Image Credit: @ukdiapergirls (check them out at UKDiaperGirls.com!) Please don’t remove my accreditation or caption! If you do, may you get a sudden coughing fit next time you’re in the grocery store. -- source link