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  1. Hi all, This file is a result of experimentation with deepfake audio with files taken from the Witcher 3 game. The awful dime smut story is original and the AI audio sometimes creates weird and sometimes hilarious pacing, word pronunciation etc. This little tale does involve some swearing and gratuitous actions that could offend. But if you're horny and want to hear omorashi shenanigans' with the sexy cast from the Witcher 3 game (I do) then hope you enjoy it. No one can stop me and I regret nothing. AF. Spank a Witch - Witcher 3 Smut.wav
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    This is a very hot video! A woman in panties is fingered while tied up and leaks, and then has multiple wetting/peeing accidents while giving a blow job. The video ends with her being changed into a pullup. Enjoy, Rach
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  3. View File JAV - ACZD-058 - Peeing, wetting, and pullups This is a very hot video! A woman in panties is fingered while tied up and leaks, and then has multiple wetting/peeing accidents while giving a blow job. The video ends with her being changed into a pullup. Enjoy, Rach Submitter rachelkirwan Submitted 08/14/2022 Category JAV Collections  
  4. Chapter 1 Scott could hardly contain his giddiness as he turned his steering wheel to make a left at the intersection. After several weeks of careful planning, scheming, checking, and rechecking, he finally had a free weekend for himself. He had spent those weeks ordering discrete packages filled with supplies of a particular nature and tinkering in his garage on a device that he hoped would be able to fulfill his wildest fantasies. He could feel his heart pound in his chest as he put his blinker on and changed lanes, wanting to get home as soon as legally possible. Scott had had a great week at work, his boss had been admiring the white leopard's progress for a while now. He had recently designed a filing system that, according to his calculations, had increased the company’s data storage system by a whole 12.4%. The subsequent increase in efficiency had also increased his paycheck to a much sizable amount, which he had recently been putting to good use. Scott was a brilliant engineer and computer programmer, his passion for creation had brought him to work for Sky-TEC industries, a company that specializes in creating computers whose processing power and ability to complete tasks in incredibly low amounts of time had brought them up to one of the best technology companies in the world. But as brilliant as this company was, Scott was just a little bit more brilliant. Scott had quite unmistakably come into contact with a piece of technology that was top secret and incredibly powerful. Many would use it for great evil, while some might use it to achieve near indestructibility. Scott however, wasn't particularly interested in any of those things. Scott had some very private tendencies that he had never shared with anyone since he was a child. Specifically, he loved indulging in infantile fantasies, imagining himself just like a little kid again. From feeling the warmth of a freshly soaked diaper, to the pleasurable struggle of being put in bondage whilst wearing a soiled diaper, unable to do anything about his current predicament, to the wonderful childlike freedom of just wearing a diaper and t-shirt whilst watching children's shows on TV. Scott had spent a good amount of time imagining exactly what he'd love to do to or by himself if he had the time and resources to fulfill his fantasies. Fantasies that he hoped would be fulfilled very soon. Scott pulled into the driveway of his comfortable little home. It wasn't anything special, he had little furnishings to decorate it with, but it had what he liked to consider an "aesthetical amount of space". He turned off the engine, grabbed his shoulder bag, and exited the car, walking into his garage. He flicked on the lights, and as the light bulbs blinked awake the device that he'd spent months on putting together sat on his workshop table. To put it bluntly, Scott had been programming a device that would essentially stop time itself. Through a combination of biotechnology, an improbability-engine, and a calculator that essentially worked on the whimsical nature of the polarity of electrons whirling around in titanium atoms in the contraption, the device was able to access the particular genetic code of the user and ignore all cells with the sequence, then continue to all other organic matter and inorganic matter and "freeze them in place". Scott didn't fully understand it, but he knew how to put the parts together and calibrate the machine. One might think that experimenting with such a device would be incredibly risky, but Scott had that figured out as well. He had coded in a fail-safe into the device. If a large amount of cells of the individual who had activated the device began to shut down at a rapid enough pace indicating possible death, it would essentially reverse the freezing process restoring reality to normal. Scott picked up the device with baited breath. It didn't look like anything special, like a TV remote except with fewer buttons and what looked like more volume controls. He connected his phone to the remote and fed it information about the current time, position of earth relative to the sun, and relative temperatures around the world. He hoped that the device would be able to send out the proper frequency into the molecules around it, setting off the time freezing reaction properly. He knew that if it failed, it may fail spectacularly, possibly even harming him despite the fail safe. A green light on the device shone, indicating that it was ready to be activated. He closed his eyes, pressed his eyes shut, and pushed a large red button with his finger. A loud rushing sound echoed through his ears, he fell backwards sputtering and coughing, he felt as if everything in a single part of his body was getting lightly tickled with electricity, he yelled in alarm, but before he could yell for more than a second it all stopped. Scott looked around. Everything looked. . . normal. He went over to the garage switch and pressed it, a whirring sound came from the door as it opened. He padded outside and his jaw dropped. Birds hung eerily in the air, much like bricks don't. Leaves stood stalk still, frozen as a gust of wind was blowing through it. Scott fanned himself with a paw experimentally, looking at it as he felt the air particles against his whiskers and fur. He had done it. He had created a device that stopped time. It stopped time for everything and everyone! Everyone, except him. Scott hooted and hollered! He started running down the street, passing cars with passengers in them halfway through a sip of coffee, forming a word as they talked on the phones, or smiling jaws and maws agape as they sang to their favorite car songs. Scotts saw planes and clouds, unmoving in the sky, felt the warmth of the sun on his fur as it peeked behind a cloud, permanently, until adjusted by the remote of course. Scott stopped running in the middle of an intersection and turned around and around, taking in the view. He laughed, joyous that he had achieved something that most thought was only possible in sci-fi movies and fantasy novels. Suddenly, he remembered why he had gone so ridiculously out of his way with his invention. He turned tail sprinted back to his house and got quickly inside, closing his door, not bothering to lock it. Who would try bothering him now if every ‘who’ was frozen in time? He walked inside his sparsely furnished living room and opened one of the brown boxes he had sitting there. A fresh waft of baby powder and ointment met his feline nostrils as he admired the contents of the box. Within it lay several large, fluffy adult diapers, each themed with little cartoons of various baby animals wearing diapers. Some looked sleepy, others laughed in joy, while still others were too busy with a toy to do anything else. Scott shuddered with excitement and let out a shaky sigh. Finally, I can unwind like I've always wanted to. He thought, as his tail twitched in anticipation. He looked at the other boxes, knowing that what they contained would only increase the amount of fun he was about to have. He grinned, and speaking aloud to no one said, “It’s going to be a good weekend."
  5. It's been quite some time since I was last active around here and able to take commissions, but I am once again free to take them now that life has become less hectic for me of late. For a bit of background, I'm a creative writer that works primarily on kinky content, even if the story itself isn't focused on that content. I write original fiction in various settings in addition to fanfiction for a number of fictional universes. My general topics I'm happy to cover (all desperation and accidents include wetting and/or messing): -Yuri. Call it WLW, F/F, Yuri, Femmeslash, Lesbian or just plain "gay women". This includes transfemme nonbinary characters and trans girls. Girls? Girls! -Adventure. If you're mixing exploration, fightin', lootin' and all the usual tabletop or video game shtick, I adore writing it. -Desperation & 'Can't-Hold-It-Any-More' Accidents. A personal favourite to write. -Fear & Stress Accidents. Poor dears! -Petplay. Collars and leashes and puppy pads, oh my! -ABDL. Be it crinkly little darlings or simply women who get a kick out of padding up, it's all fun to write and cute to boot! -Humiliation. They know what they did, and so does everybody else, now! All the sweeter. -Nude Accidents or 'Free' Toileting. At least there's less laundry to do! -Intentional/Pleasurable 'Accidents'. You might call them, "Acciden'ts" Then we all cringe together for having to read that terrible pun. -Story-With-Porn. Sometimes you want to be attached to the characters more so you can enjoy the eventual sexual stuff even more. -Porn-With-Story. Sometimes between all the ruined panties, you want a plot linking it all together, much for the same reason as above. -Coerced/Dubious Consent. If it ain't real people, it's fine to play with these things, within reason. -Bondage. Rope or ribbons, cuffs and blindfold and gags? Good stuff, for sure. -Anything not mentioned here, but not also not mentioned in my HARD NO section below is negotiable, just ask! --- For original story settings, I write: Contemporary smut (So, if it happened this year, but fictional and with no additional things like magic or supertechnology. Admittedly my least favourite.) Fantasy, Historical Fantasy, Science Fiction (including Science Fantasy/Soft Sci-fi, as well as 'harder' settings without FTL travel), and more. Generally, just ask and I can whip up a setting for it. For fanfiction, If you can give me a solid enough synopsis of a setting, I'll give it a go. I'm familiar enough to easily write a few universes, though! Those universes are: Warhammer Fantasy + Warhammer 40k, Rune Factory (4 + 5), various Gundam universes, Shadowrun (Up through around 2070 or effectively up to 4th Edition lore), Sword Art Online (The video game version of the setting rather than the anime, and not Alicization), Dark Souls, Bloodborne, Elden Ring, World of Warcraft and Warcraft in general, The Elder Scrolls, anything set within Pathfinder's Golarion setting and finally, the Type-Moon Fate/Nasuverse. Again, if it's not on this list, ask me about it! Finally, I have some things I won't touch: -Underaged anything. ALL characters are 18+ in anything I write because I like not being in prison or on a pedo-database, thank you. -Sexualized brutality/gore. -Drinking pee, smearing... You know. Nope. Not happening. Essentially: No hard scat. -Outright unambiguous sexual assault/Rape. If the character being touched isn't getting something good out of it, I will not write it. --- Turnaround on projects varies based on requirements, but the price will not go up unless I need to do extensive research for a given setting or have a stricter deadline. My current rate is $0.03 US per word, working out about 30$ for a 1,000 word story. My private messages on this site are open and I will post my discord ID for further discussion after the first details are hammered out. If I get enough work from the community I might be able to offer discounts to repeat customers, though the nature of those discounts is as yet undecided. --- I will post any stories commissioned that the customer is fine with being shared within this thread, so feel free to follow the thread if you're at all interested in seeing them.
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    Ive collected many more anime wettings doubling the length of the video from last time, Ive also sorta ranked them putting my least favorites at the front and my absolute favorites at the end, and after the compilation theres a slideshow showing all the wettings in action Wettings that were supposed to be added but excluded and why Aine from Masou Gakuen HxH (discovered she was 17) All the other Ikkitousen wettings (were either of minors or were in school uniforms which I was uncomfortable with) All the other queens blade wettings (scenes were either way too intense or it was of Leina who looked too young with her big ass bug eyes) Dark Love (Most likely minors and it was extremely rapey, made me extremely uncomfortable) Aesthetic of a rouge hero (Minors) (Whats stopping these weirdo creators from making the characters adults) Jojo’s Bizzare Adventure Part 6 Stone Ocean (showed way too little, and wasnt explicit enough)
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  7. This is my first story on the site. I've been dwelling here for about 2 years but haven't really made an account. This account was made just today, infact! I have a few main mechanics in my stories and stuff: - Coloured text within the story itself means I am talking to you through the fourth wall - This symbol right here --> " " , the winky face, is a foreshadow for future events - All characters within any one of my work is completely fictional and are all above the age of 18 Disclaimer: - Grammar isn't my strongest suit (English 2nd language) so bare with me if i make mistakes - I am no author. So it's not gonna super good - These *fictional* stories are pulled from the deepest, darkest recesses of my mind. So if it does not suit your tastes, that's totally fine. **Contains: bondage, re-wetting, sweat fetish, confinement play, and a pretty bad plot. Especially the plot part. It's pretty cliche. But you're not really here for the plot. And i'm not here for the plot either. We're both here for piss Chapter 1: Introductions, and the Beginning. This story is about Lily (and some other people). Lily is going to a party tomorrow; for "old-times sakes", with her old highschool friends. Which by this point, they all are well into their college years. Since this is a party remembering their times back in the highschool days, everyone decided on the school theme; and so (most) agreed to come in their old uniforms, Lily included. The girls' uniform for her old school consists of a dark teal, sorta jumper skirt, a white blouse with long, slightest bit puffy sleeves, and a ribbon of the same teal colour at the collar. The school's logo branded on the pocket, left side of her chest. Its colour contrasting nicely with the rest of the rather monochromatic outfit. Well, monochromatic as in teal and white, obviously. It's pretty dusty, just sitting there in her closet for years. A few stains of age, but she couldn't really be bothered to re-wash it, and it didn't really smell so she guessed it'd be fine. Just ironing it to make it nice and neat looking is probably enough. Luckily, it still fits. She was pretty slim then, but had not really gained much now so it's still fine. Ok, maybe a little tight around the waists Now for Lily herself, appearance wise. She's often described as "not very pretty, but really cute" by her classmates. And some guys obviously are more into that than the hot ones (myself included. She's a nerdy girl, in almost every sense of the word, including her appearance absolutely; Glasses, freckles, and just a bit of acne like everyone else. She always does her hair into side-tails or double buns. But for the party, she's going for a more neat, twin braids look. Ending with a yellow bow with pink polka dots on the left, and the inverse on the right braid. It's a party, colourful-ness is a given. Although her skirt wasn't short, she would also often wear a pair of leggings with her uniform, under the skirt. Which is quite an atypical choice. Just an insecurity thing; She didn't and still doesn't like to elaborate on it, so she'd just usually answer that it's comfy. Although she doesn't experience that specific insecurity nearly as much anymore, the outfit just wouldn't be complete without one. So she went with a grey pair of stretchy cotton leggings. Ankle socks and loafers, a check of course. Personality wise, she's an ambivert, shy around some, bubbly around others (definitely submissive though haha). She's a genuine person at the core, but would often choose to skirt around saying things that would hurt others (how nice). And she's usually more timid around boys. (also, one more interesting, unrelated quirk: she has mild hyperhidrosis. Just another detail i threw in to satisfy my other personal fetishes The day, or rather, the night came. And Lily is getting ready for the party, putting on her fit, doing her hair, putting on makeup ("natural" look), and some cologne for good measure. Now ready, she waits for her friend Andie, a tomboy-ish, strong-lady type to pick her up at her apartment as she doesn't own a car. In the car there's also Audrey, Andie's energetic girlfriend. They banged their heads to some music, courtesy of Andie's playlist. And before long, they're at Fred's house, the party place. Fred is the cool guy, or so they say, of the class. He's average build, a little muscular even. Quite tall, and has an average to pretty good-looking face. He's a night-owl, party boy. An enjoyer of the more material aspects of life. He's actually in the same class as Lily, eversince their senior years in highschool and even up 'til now in their sophomore years of college, studying comp-sci. Some would say he's also a bit creepy, but he normally just plays it off as a joke, quite well infact He decided to throw this specific party together as there's a long holiday coming up, and he's in a bit of a weird nostalgic mood for the past couple weeks When they arrived, most of their friends were already there, though luckily the party hasn't officially started yet. They make themselves comfortable. About half their old class were invited: consisting of 6 girls and 10 boys. Already waiting there was Yue, a foreign exchange student and the last member of their best friends group. Another important character there was Johann, the nice guy of the group, and Lily's only close friend from the boy's side. He looks pretty funny here as he'd long outgrown his school outfit. Especially considering he's the tallest guy in their whole class. Everyone had a laugh about it, so does Johann as he didn't really mind. Fred officially announce the beginning of the party and everyone gives their cheers. And the party went well. Everyone had drinks, a lot of drinks (obviously, college kids). Lily doesn't really drink. Neither do Yue, and Audrey. Andie's the only real "hard-partier" in their group, and she got real drunk real fast. But unlike Lily however, Yue and Audrey don't really outright refuse drinks either, so they got sufficiently drunk as well. Everyone had a blast, but Lily doesn't really feel super well. Eventually she got so tired she fell asleep. Her three other friends, drunk but still have enough common sense not to drive, also slept at Fred's. But quickly departed in the morning. Opting for Audrey to drive instead as Andie is still getting hit hard. In their hazey, hungover, and slightly dazed state, they didn't realize that one member is still missing: Lily. Lily soon woke up, also quite hazey even though she barely had any alcohol. When she'd come to her senses a little more, she realized she's soaked in sweat. But more alarmingly, she's tied up, laying on a dirty spare matress in what she believe is Fred's room. She struggles hard against her restraints and tries to call for help, quickly realizing there's a tape gag over her mouth. After the panic partially subsided, she begins to look around more. She couldn't see much as she can't really explore the space physically; Her sticky body bound tightly. Her arms raised and cuffed to the wall, her now sweaty armpits exposed. And her legs tied up together on the matress, unable to move much except to roll them around. She began to tear up at her own situation, wondering how, why and so my other questions about why she is in such a position. Not long after though, Fred enters the room "Hot?" He's asked in a mockingly caring tone. Despite the AC being on, she's still sweating profusely. Probably because of the whole situation. He gently removes the tape from her face as she tries to bite him in anger. "Woah! Easy now. You're at my mercy, Lily." He said in a surprised, but clearly aroused tone. "Why... why are you doing this to me?" Asked Lily, her voice shaking with many emotions. "Have you not realized?" He asked back sternly, then quickly bursting into laughter. "Last night I handed you a drink." after a short pause, Lily's face turned from the initial panic, to anger, and now, to abject horror as she quickly recalls the events of last night. While the party was ongoing, Fred seeing that Lily had nothing to drink, handed her a mocktail as a gesture, knowing she doesn't drink alcohol. Not long after that, she began to feel her head getting heavier and sleepier. That drink is probably the single most important thing in his little operation, she thought. After everyone had fallen asleep or left the house, Fred had his buddies help him transport her into his room and tied her up in the middle of the night so no one would notice. She's realized now that during the process, she was even awake but too tired to do anything. "Yes." Fred replied with a slow, low grumble. A shit-eating smile on his face. "W- why..?" She replied shakily "I'll tell you later." He replied plainly "Later...? h- how long do you p- plan on k- keeping me here..?!" She asked while tearing up once more. "Long enough for me to tell you everything I need to tell you." He replied with a smirk. "Oh, and I put some diuretics into your drink sooo..." Just as he says so, Lily begin to feel an overwhelming urge to pee. A feeling suppressed by everything else before, but now emerging strong and unignorable. She asks him to let her go use the toilet, in which he replied no. She knew the answer already, although she still dreaded it. Still, she asked for just a small chance that maybe he would let her go. But small hope die easy. After about half an hour, he returned to the room with a small platter of food. Leftovers, really. "Breakfast in bed!" He said, clearly mocking her situation She didn't reply. Too focused on the searing pain in her abdomen. Not helped by the aforementioned tightness around her waist area. Sweat pouring from her face down her neck and everywhere else. Using every muscle in her body to stop herself from letting it go. Eventually, everyone breaks. She starts leaking, slowly, little by little. Fred is still watching, but she didn't care at this point. The leaks come more regularly, and each time lasting longer. As her panties and leggings grew wetter and wetter, she lost control completely and let it all out into her panties, leggings, skirt, even her socks and shoes got wet. Nothing down at her lower half was spared from the torrent. Fred started chuckling, and looks very clearly aroused. He didn't say a word after what happened. Neither did she. The only difference being that he's laughing and she's crying. Eventually, the silence was broken by the evermore assertive Fred "Wow! I uh- i- 've no words. You have no idea how long i've wanted to do that!" "You're getting off on this?!" She replied angrily. Her messy face beet-red with both anger and embarrassment. But still, that was a massive relieve to finally let out that sea she was holding in. She knows that he's obviously into this sort of thing now after that interaction. After some time, he started feeding her the aforementioned food. In which, in whatever emotion you can call what she is in right now, she refused to eat. Turning her face away, and even knocked a spoonful onto herself. After that, Fred obviously took that she's not in a mood to eat, so he left the room. "I'll remove the tape so you can call me whenever you're hungry, alright?" She nodded. Chapter 2 soon
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  9. View File Bondage Wetting A woman desperate to pee is bound and left alone on the floor and is forced to wet herself. Soon after she wets herself someone finally comes to her rescue and frees her along with giving her a towel to dry herself off with. Enjoy Submitter omorashi67 Submitted 08/08/2022 Category JAV Collections  
  10. Sooo... Long time ago I saw two videos. I really like them (I'm very picky with my porn and I usually rewatch videos I like because searching new things takes me hours). So, that two videos were deleted from ph (ph was taking of all unverified videos) and I can't find them anywhere. In the first video there was a kidnapped girl in the trunk of a car. During the whole clip you could only see her and trunk inside. When she could not hołd it any longer you could hear some melodies in the background (some random thing like a phone ringtone). In second vid was a girl (asian if I remember correctly) and a guy. The girl let some pee on the sheets every now and then while the dude was fucking her. There was something in the title about cocaine that made her addicted to his dick or sth, lol. Maybe someone on this forum has one of this videos or know how to find them? I will be really grateful. (Also, sorry for my poor English. I write/talk in English very rare and I was helped by Google translator so some parts of this post may sound like total bullshit)
  11. Some characters I want to write omo for but don't know how to go about/ lack motivation for rn: Open to suggestions/ideas! Jojo's: Kakyoin (Probably a situational accident) Akira (Maybe forced accident or accident due to his own stupidity) Daniel D'Arby (accident due to his stupid pride) Avdol (Anything cute. Avdol is adorable) Josuke (Whiney bitch) Okuyasu (Whiney-er bitch) Mista (I must fluster sweet little Mista. with his buddy Trishhhh) Ghiaccio (I want him to cry. Public humiliation) Prosciutto (Break down a strong man) Part 4 Jotaro (Stoic man? Make him piss himself, obviously) Secco (Bondage wetting, of course) Doppio (baby) Tiziano and Squalo (Couple piss<3) Gyro and Johnny (Desperate buddies <3) KARS Ace Attorney: Edgeworth, obviously Gumshoe? Phoenix, of course Klavier Meekins Jake Marshal Danganronpa: Mondo Kiyotaka Gundham TF2: Sniper. nuff said Thats it, lol Marvel: Dr. Strange because fuck you Loki because Loki -and I also because I love watching powerful people suffer and endure shame Side note: I may be able to do full-on requests some time(s) this year. Free stories? O-O...
  12. Chapter 18 – Putting on the Party Dress and finishing touches Both Chris and Nicole helped me get dressed. I was put in the thickest training pants I could have imagined. Next, the satin panties with the rubber lining were put over my training pants. Finally, the dress was put on me. I looked in the mirror, wow. Staring back at me was me, but as a little girl all dressed up for a party. "Chris, I almost forgot, Kim will need some shoes to go with this outfit." Nicole put shiny black Mary-Jane style shoes on my feet. "There, she is all set," Nicole said. Chris was not through yet. "I would also like to put the child's harness on her," Chris added. "I want to see if Kimberly is better behaved when she can't run away from me." "Forget the nipple clamps for now; I believe the harness and leash will be enough to remind Kimberly to behave." The two of them strapped the awful leather harness over my party dress and I could feel the leash dangling at my back. Chris then took several small locks and locked the various straps so that I couldn't remove the harness and leash. I thought to myself that the locks weren't necessary. Where would I run off to dressed like I was? Chris paid for the items and Nicole held my leash as Chris went outside to put the bags in the car. Chris came back into the store, grabbed my leash from Nicole, and thanked her for all of her help. Nicole said, "If she regresses any further, let me know." "I think I have some other items you might be interested in." Chris thanked her again and with a tug on my leash I stepped outside dressed in my short little party dress. I was so conscious of how silly I looked. My ruffled panties were peaking out from under my dress. There was a thickness between my legs caused by the thick training pants. And of course, Chris had me in the awful harness. I wanted to run to the car to get out of the public's sight. I pulled on my harness, but Chris just took his time and yanked me back. "Kimberly, I like your new harness." "It is so easy to control you now." The very word control made me shutter. Chris placed me in my car seat once again, and we left. My urge to pee had returned. "Master, may we stop at a rest area?" I knew his response, but I had to ask. "Kim, just hold it until we get home!" Chris took his time getting us home and in fact went through a drive-through restaurant to get us something to drink. Chris transferred my milk into a sippy-cup and told me to drink it. I did as I was told. I started to really complain that I needed to pee. "Kimberly, I will stop this car right now and spank you if you persist!" "But I am going to wet myself." I cried. "That is it!" Chris pulled over the car and turned to face me. "Your complaining will now earn you baby status if I find that you have wet yourself on the way home." "You are to keep your training pants dry, is that understood?" "A big girl keeps her panties dry!" I nodded, but knew I was doomed. There would be no way to stay dry in my current state. It was inevitable. I was going to pee in my training pants. I was sitting in my car seat squirming like mad. I had no resistance left and let go. Strapped to my car seat and peeing at the same time was quite the experience. I peed forever, but didn't let on to Chris that I was wetting myself. We drove for a little longer and then Chris asked, "Do I smell something?" "It smells like Kimmie may have peed her panties." "I hope she didn't for her sake." Our car pulled into our driveway. To Be Continued…
  13. Added earlier this year, never seen the scene before. For anyone who wants to track it down. Chair-bound woman wets herself at gunpoint. https://thepml.net/view/1308/
  14. IT: Infant Tech By Horatio Husky Commissioned by Bolt Chapter 1: The Office Bolt readjusted his glasses. This was a nervous habit of his, which he would perform with relative frequency whenever he was working with unruly code. Sat in front of his desk, garbed in his normal office attire of dress shirt, black dress pants, classy shoes, and stylish bowtie, the husky was deeply immersed within the contents of his computer screen. The husky’s office cubicle was relatively orderly; a Newton's cradle and Rubik’s Cube served as the only available knick-knacks. The husky knew full well that too much desk clutter was a prime environment for distraction. Sometimes, however, a little distraction was necessary to allow his mind to wander just far enough for him to be able to get some perspective. He had been staring at his computer screen for about two hours straight at that point, and despite the blue light filter in his glasses he could feel his warm, brown eyes beginning to dry up just a little bit. A semicolon… really… that was the error? A sense of weariness suddenly overcame the husky. Moving his right paw, he delicately stroked his keyboard a few times until he had typed in the correction to his code. Bolt leaned back in his chair. He pulled down softly on his one droopy ear, another habit he often performed when deep in coding contemplation. Unseen, conveniently hidden in the break room by drawn blinds, two felines stood holding respective mugs of coffee. A caracal and tiger, the two giant cat species had their attention focused on the husky through a break in the blinds which the tiger held slightly open with an extended claw. Yuri’s had a singular protracted claw, his other paw holding the mug of joe in his paw with a firm, confident grip. Cinder, on the other hand, appeared to be every semblance of calm, cool, and collected. He lounged leisurely against the countertop, gazing down the bridge of his nose at the same husky that had just now caught his feline companion’s attention. “Another office crush, Yuri?” Withdrawing his gaze momentarily from gazing between the break in the blinds, the tiger gave the caracal his best withering look. Which, coming from a tiger, is quite an intimidating experience. The desert cat was left unphased, however, as he had been at the end of such an unflattering glance more often than not. Idly, he took a sip from his coffee mug and cocked his head to the side, his long, pointed ears flopping to the side dramatically. “Oh don’t look so grumpy, kitty cat. Shall I bring out the ball of yarn so you can feel better?” Yuri, who had grown used to the unwavering confidence that the caracal seemed to have a true abundance of, chose to ignore the comment and turn his attention back to staring at the husky. From his vantage point, he could see that the husky appeared to be well distracted and in the midst of work. Having only recently quit his temping position at the company, the husky was now able to exercise his full work ethic with the accompaniment of financial compensation. At this rate, he would be employee of the month in no time. Yuri’s golden, feline eyes pierced through the husky with a predator-like ferocity. Something inside of the tiger told him that not all was what it seemed with the newest member of IT. It was while Cinder was idly browsing through his phone, disappointed that he was unable to get a rise out of his tiger friend when Yuri gasped. Cinder knew this was important. Deftly placing his mug of coffee on the counter he pushed himself off the counter in a quiet, controlled leap landing right next to the tiger. “What is it?” He whispered softly, his feline instincts kicking in as the two cats’ slitted eyes narrowed as they gazed at the oblivious canine. Bolt sighed, stood up, and turned around to pick up a small laptop on the desk behind him. As he did so, an uncharacteristically large bulge in his rear end pressed against the seam of his pants. Cinder’s mouth dropped wide open, an uncharacteristically surprised face coloring the feline’s sharp, noble features. Yuri simply smiled, chuckling softly under his breath which came as a deep rumble inside of the massive cat’s throat. He spoke under his breath. “We got ourselves another one…” “This is the second one this month! How do they keep falling into our paws like this?” Yuri shook his head, a gratified smile across his muzzle as he placed a heavy, reassuring paw on the smaller cat’s shoulder. “Alright, like we did last time. I’ve still got the carseat set up and he looks pretty gullible. I think we’ll be having some good fun tonight, kitten.” Cinder blushed slightly towards the end of the tiger’s comment, knowing full well what the larger cat was referring to. It wasn’t so long ago that he had been the subject of the tiger’s cleverly designed trap. Yuri turned around, in a series of purposeful movements he drained the remainder of his coffee into the sink before depositing his mug on the dirtied dish rack. Taking out his car keys, he placed them on the countertop before departing. His striped tail floating majestically behind him, the muscular feline shouldered his way through the door of the office kitchenette and made his way over to the husky’s cubicle. Cinder had picked up the car keys, slyly lowering them into his pocket before silently exiting after the tiger, making his way towards the building’s garage level. The image of confidence, Yuri loomed over the husky casting a shadow over him. Bolt took quick notice of this, and turned around in his seat to gaze up frightfully at the intimidating fur in front of him, blinking several times. “Uhm… Can I-” “Yes, you can. I’m Yuri. It’s a pleasure to meet you.” The cat extended a massive paw towards the husky. Bolt, recovering quickly, smiled in kind and took it on his own, giving it a firm squeeze as he replied with a clarity in his voice that took even him by surprise. “Hi Yuri, I’m Bolt. The pleasure is all mine.” Confident little scrappy mutt, isn’t he? Ohhh I like him… This should be fun! Yuri’s smile broadened, now feeling a sense of genuine delight at having witnessed a confident introduction accompanied by a firm handshake. He didn’t much like wimps, even though he did enjoy putting them in their place. Cinder had shown significantly less bravado than the canine in front of him, and only after he had discovered the truth behind the tiger’s intentions did he warm up. No, this pup has spunk! It’ll be even more fun to see him crawl now… Still smiling, the tiger motioned with a jerk of his head towards the elevator that led to the garage level below. “Bolt, I’ve got a few computer towers in my car that I worked on over the weekend. I really would have no trouble transporting them myself, but if you come along it’ll only take one trip. How about we use it as an excuse to take a break from work with a little aerobic exercise and a friendly chat, hmm?” Understanding quickly, Bolt nodded and smiled congenially. Closing down his computer, he stood up and nodded indicating that the tiger should lead the way. Yuri turned, and began to make his way towards the elevator. Glancing back briefly, to ensure that Bolt was coming along. Given the size of the cat, Bolt had to take a step and a half for every step the tiger took. The subtle waddle the husky was unconsciously exhibiting slightly was now more apparent. Suspicions confirmed, the tiger turned to face forward with a look of satisfaction on his muzzle. “It’ll be the grey minivan, the company likes its Chrystlers.” Yuri spoke, his tone a low rumble as the two entered the elevator and the tiger pressed a button marked ‘G’ while Bolt nodded in response. The two stood silently in the elevator, waiting patiently for the lift to descend down to the parking garage several levels beneath the ground floor. The company building itself was relatively massive, sporting fourteen proud stories above and three below. The two were stationed on the fifth floor, so the descent was relatively brief. Ding! The elevator doors opened to reveal rows of sparsely populated parking spots, the smell of concrete with a hint of car exhaust hitting their nostrils as Yuri led the way. “I’m parked towards the back.” He stated simply, his smirk hidden behind his turned back as he heard the husky behind him pick up speed to keep pace with him. Everything is running smoothly… “Alright, take a look at what I’ve got here for you!” Speaking confident, he opened the passenger side door with a flourish to reveal what was inside. It took Bolt a moment to process what he was seeing. In front of him appeared to be a baby’s carseat, except no ordinary one. This particular seat looked large enough to comfortably seat him, with an impressively robust five point harness that looked as if not even Yuri would be able to break through it. Stunned, the husky stood open mouthed for a few seconds while he tried to process what he was looking at. This was exactly the opportunity that Yuri and Cinder were looking for. “Now, before we get you snuggly buckled up for your car ride little guy, let’s check something really quick.” Unable to react in time, Yuri placed his hands underneath the husky’s armpits and raised him up effortlessly. Taken by surprise, Bolt let out a whimper while his legs dangled helplessly behind him. As suddenly as he had been picked up, he felt something fiddling with the front of his belt buckle. Twisting around, his cheeks burning bright red, he was able to catch a glimpse of the Caracal he had seen wandering around the office earlier trying to undo his pants. At last he succeeded accompanied by an exclamation. “Aha! There we are.” His pants now around his ankles, Bolt’s choice of underwear that morning was now on full display for both of the large cats to examine. “Just as I thought, we have a little puppy on our hands.” Yuri stated, a condescending but not unkindly tone in his voice. Bolt was now blushing furiously, his tail curled between his legs in a vain attempt to hide the large, white diaper that hugged his waist snuggly. It was apparent to both of the onlookers that it was designed with both comfort and absorbance in mind, as a trail of puppy paws ran from the front middle all the way through the back. “You won’t be needing these, I don’t think.” As Bolt spluttered, an overwhelming feeling of helplessness and smallness washing over him as he continued to be held up in the air, Cinder delicately disentangled his pants from his ankles. Now, he wore only his work shirt and sneakers, which made him feel incredibly exposed. The tiger looked him up and down, an expression of approval across his muzzle while Cinder neatly folded the husky’s pants and placed them under his right arm. “Cinder, do me the favor of checking the puppy’s diaper, would you?” At the direct mention of his padding, the husky’s ears folded against the top of his head. Tail tucked between his legs, cheeks burning, and ears pinned, the canine was the spitting image of an utterly flustered pup. Grinning, Cinder placed an authoritative paw over the front of the dog’s thick padding, squeezing gently before cupping the back in turn. Pressing it upwards, as if to further remind Bolt of what he was wearing, the caracal shook his head as he replied. “Still dry, surprisingly enough,” Cinder commented. “Well then, I think we should do something about that,” said Yuri, giving the husky a large, toothy smile before depositing him into the oversized booster seat. “W-wait a second! I一mmpf!” Bolt, having finally been able to find his voice, barely managed to splutter out a complete sentence before he was silenced by Cinder, who had apparently been waiting for such a moment. Crossing his eyes, Bolt looked down to see what had interrupted his exclamation while Cinder tightened something behind his head. His vision obscured by the caracal’s red-orange fur, the husky only became aware that he had been fully buckled into the carseat when he felt the harness tighten over his shoulders, waist, and onto the front of his diaper pressing it up against him. The husky’s heart was now beating quickly, limbs flailing. As if in anticipation of this, Yuri swiftly grabbed each of his wrists and looped them through soft, padded cuffs. His wrists now suspended by his head, his arms held upwards in an incredibly vulnerable position, he found that he was no longer able to struggle as effectively as before. Cinder had grabbed his ankles and pulled them through a similar set of cuffs that prevented him from raising his ankles more than a few inches away from the bottom of the carseat. Both cats stepped back and took a moment to admire their handiwork. Bolt looked down to see what they had done to him, a lock glowed softly from a small panel that served as the center-point for all of the buckles. From what the husky could gather, the locking mechanism appeared to be activated by a touchscreen, the key to which he was sure was possessed only by the two felines in front of him. “Aww, I think he looks pretty cute! That pacifier won’t let much more than a whimper through, pup. So you can whine all you want on the ride home!” Cinder extended a wiry arm forward, gently booping the tip of the husky’s snoot. Yuri appeared pleased as well, his arms crossed and looking down at the incapacitated fur as if he were appraising a prized possession. Speaking softly, and without breaking his gaze at the pup, he placed a car key into Cinder’s paws. “Yes, I think he does. Take the highway, kitten.” It was Cinder’s turn to blush, which he barely managed to conceal as he lowered his vision and nodded, opening the door next to Bolt’s and sitting himself down in front of the wheel. Moving with the impressive display of control that all large cats appeared to inherently possess, Yuri sat down in the seat next to Cinder's, looking back at Bolt in the rear view mirror. “I encourage you to behave, puppy. This will be fun.” With that statement hanging in the air, Cinder pulled out of the parking garage and had merged into city traffic within a few minutes. Bolt was still trying to process what had just happened to him. The two cats had seemingly quickly found out about his little secret before he had had the chance to react. He was now pacified, gagged, restrained, and being transported to who-knows-where. Despite himself, to make matters even worse, he was beginning to feel himself become aroused at the restrictive tightness that five-point harness seemed to impose on the front of his padding. Wrapping over his shoulder, with three straps ensuring that his waist and diaper were snuggly pressed against him, there seemed to be no hope of escape. He was completely at the mercy of the felines sitting in the front seats of the car. The car ride passed in silence, Bolt pulled helplessly at the restraints holding his limbs hostage but to no avail. Yuri would occasionally look up in the rearview mirror, Bolt could see that his eyes were wrinkled as if he were smiling, hidden from view from the husky’s limited line of sight. Whatever the tiger was thinking, it was causing him great pleasure.
  15. I’m a fan fiction writer and I want to draw but I have no idea what to do so send suggestions! What are your favorite tropes and why? What are your favorite poses? What is something new I could try? I need inspiration. I tagged some stuff I already like (I like more but that’s all I had room for but I’m honestly down to experiment with anything)
  16. Hello, I was wondering if there's a name for a specific omorashi related fetish in which the person is forced to release against their will. A good example of this could be the hentai named "circle e - the chair" where a girl is tied up to a robotic chair that feeds her diuretics, tickles her toes and forces her to produce a lot of pee to collect. I found that is difficult to find similar omorashi material, my fantasies mainly revolves around making someone produce piss and forcefully wet themselves. Even better if the accident is induced by tickling, diuretics, "pssh" noises or general teasing, pressing on bladder, sneezing, fear , or even hypnotising. So general humiliation. If someone could help it would be really appreciated, i'm also open to any kind of roleplay regarding this.
  17. Hullo! I have tried looking but have not been able to find any videos of someone wetting themselves on a Sybian - has anyone found any? I am also looking for more bondage wetting videos! Thanks muchly! ♥
  18. This particular succu-girl brothel's gimmick is its role-playing: have your way with the captured maidens. They pride themselves on this atmosphere. So Mig has to keep up the act, no matter the struggle. Even if she's not really chained and could run to the bathroom at any time.

    © Mttbsmn

  19. This particular succu-girl brothel's gimmick is its role-playing: have your way with the captured maidens. They pride themselves on this atmosphere. So Mig has to keep up the act, no matter the struggle. Even if she's not really chained and could run to the bathroom at any time.

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  20. Odd scene. They do strip him to change him. He is chained to the floor in his white pants and pees on his left leg. Interestingly one of the cult women is going to go into his room and let him go so he can pee but is stopped by another cult member. https://thisvid.com/playlist/124/video/bondage-scene/ I've never seen it but maybe it's on here or someone fits the no post list. Let me know or remove it if you're admin.
  21. Jack had just turned 18 and was a bit of a mischievous high school student, he was known to be the school’s prankster, and despite him being transgender, was one of the school’s most known jocks. He loved to pull pranks on everyone, including teachers and usually got away with it. He had a secret omorashi kink, that he’d discovered when he’d pulled a prank that made a female teacher of his wet her panties in front of the entire class and if she sat a certain way you could see her pussy through her white panties, he’d never been more turned on in his life, despite the teacher’s embarrassment, she hadn’t had a clue, so he thought, that he had caused her to have her accident. Fast forward a few months and it was a day with a school wide assembly in front of the entire school, fairly normal, these happened a few times a month. Jack made his way into the gym with the class he was with, he’d meant to use the bathroom at lunch and had forgotten, oh well, he should be able to go after the assembly and before he got onto the bus. The assembly went underway, something regarding test scores and so on, and it was about ten minutes to end, jack was squirming a little, but he got called up to the stage.. he wasn’t sure why, he didn’t have any test scores worth anything and he knew that, he stood up, legs shaky as he slowly walked up the stairs to the stage, the principal was talking to him through the microphone for a moment, and before he knew it, he’d been grabbed by the security guards, before he had time to try and break away, a big x board was brought out, and his arms and legs were secured to them, without an ability to move. “H-hey! hey! what the fuck!?” he yelled, as the principal spoke over him with the microphone, “Boys and girls, Jack here today is in need for a bit of a punishment for a sake of revenge by a particular teacher he pranked.” the crowd made “ooo” sounds as said teacher approached, and he knew he was done for, she smirked at him. “You should have been smarter with your prank, Jack.” she said, walking around him, her fingernails tracing his arms, he wiggled. “C-come on! I’m sorry! I’ll do anything please-“ he begged, she just chuckled, “Oh you’re gonna do something alright, in front of the entire school.” Her fingernails started to tickle his ribs as he jerked, laughing hysterically, “HAHAHAHA- NO NO PLEASE WAIT-“ he tried to beg, she didn’t listen, two other female teachers came up beside him, one going for his armpits, the other pulled his pants off before going for his feet. He squirmed, laughing and wheezing as their tickling got faster. There were wide eyes all amongst the crowd, some filming and taking pictures, some in shock, some potentially touching themselves to the sight, calling names and sentences “Tickle him harder!” “Make him pee!”. A few minutes of this attack went on, before they’d stopped for a moment, letting him breathe, he whined as he begged, his small cock hard in his underwear and it was clear. “P-please.. I-I’ll do anything but if you keep going I’ll pee..” That made them smirk, “That’s our goal,” she whispered before all of the hands were back on him again, he jerked, “NO NO PLEASE-“ he begged, laughing, his hips bucking, the teachers grinned, “You gonna piss for us?” “Pssshhh- Psssssshhh” He lost a spurt into his underwear, “PLEASE NO- I’M GONNA PEE-“ he begged inbetween laughs, they only tickled harder, one teacher pressed down on his bladder and he lost it, his piss shooting into his underwear as it pooled below him, he whined, “n-no no..” one of the teachers moved his underwear, piss shooting from his vagina and out onto the stage in front of them. The crowd was mocking him, “Jake just pissed!” “Gross!” “Look he’s turned on!” “Slut!” They kept tickling him until he stopped peeing, before they retracted their hands from him, “Now you get to stay here all night, and everyone will see you just like this again in the morning.” She spoke to him, he whined in protest, but to no avail. He was left to make a mess of himself over and over all that night and the following day, some students tickling him, some touching him, one even made him squirt, all filmed and watched by everyone, Jack, the school piss slut.
  22. My Agonizing Journey to Babyhood – 13 By: Heather23 Edited by: DaddyRich Chapter 13 - Life as a teen Of course, I was the first to wake up because my strained bladder was my alarm clock. My diaper was dry, but that was likely to change soon. I could see the real alarm clock, and it was only 4:30am. Chris would not be up for a few hours, and it was no use asking to be released to use the toilet. If I did ask, Chris would just laugh at me, and then I would be punished for waking him. I took a moment to consider my predicament. I was well tethered to the foot of the bed. In fact, when I moved too much, the chain attached to my pussy lips reminded me to stay put. My need to pee was at a breaking point. The bondage paddles/mittens made it impossible to find sexual relief. I was laying on my stomach deciding if I could ignore my need to pee. It was inevitable that I was going to wet myself. At least then maybe I could go back to sleep. I closed my eyes and brought myself back to my youth when I would regularly wet the bed. I relaxed my muscles and my pee started to spread through my cloth diapers. The feeling in cloth diapers was different from disposable diapers, maybe better because the wetness was so real. It seemed like I peed in my diapers for well over a minute. I rocked on my stomach and tried everything I could do to bring myself to orgasm. The warmth and wetness of the diapers were feeling so good. My bound slave status enhanced my feelings. I rocked some more, but the chain attached to my pussy lips was pulling at my intimate lips, and it was enough pain that I couldn't quite come. I was even more frustrated than the night before if that was possible. I drifted back to sleep. I was sleeping soundly in my now wet diapers. Chris woke me up by giving my pussy chain a pull. Talk about being woken up abruptly... Chris reached down inside my diaper to see if I was wet. "Wow, I see my little Kimberly wet herself in the night!" "I thought you were a big girl... I was mistaken." "Thankfully I put you in a diaper last night." "Can you thank me for being so thoughtful?" Chris teased. I knew that I better thank him if I planned on getting out of my wet diapers. "Yes Master, thank you for diapering me last night." "Very good Kimberly." "I think I will have you rest a little more while I get ready for work." "Please don't bother to get up." he said with an evil chuckle. I just laid there in my wet diapers unable to move with my pussy leash securing me to the foot of the bed. I figured that I had been in the wet cloth diapers for several hours and now wanted out of them. By now I had to pee again, and I simply let loose in my damp diapers. A sexual rush came over me in response to my diapers growing warm again, but still no big O for Kim. I waited patiently until Chris finished his shower, got dressed, and came over to me. "Well Kim, I am going to release you from your leash so that you can get cleaned up and dressed." Chris went on, "I will be going to work soon, but I want to supervise your shower and dress you for the day." Inside I knew he just wanted to keep me sexually pure and under his control. It was working. When Chris unlocked me from the bed, I stood up. The weight of the cloth diapers were obvious. Chris took me in his arms and hugged me tight. His hands slipped inside my plastic pants, and he massaged my butt through my soaking wet diaper. "Boy Kim, you really know how to wet a diaper!" I blushed. "After you shower I guess that I will be forced to diaper you for the day." It was now starting to become a game for me. I was going to masturbate one way or the other. I just had to wait for my chance. I showered under the watchful eye of Chris. In fact, Chris never took his eyes off of me. The clothes he selected for me to wear were exactly what you would expect a young school girl to wear. He had selected a very short plaid school-girl skirt and white blouse. I was also told to put on thigh-high white socks and black shoes. I was still naked under my skirt, but I knew that wouldn't last. Chris directed me over to the bed where a disposable diaper was spread open and waiting for me. Chris centered me over the diaper and I laid back on it. The ritual was always about the same, but Chris spent extra time rubbing powder on my most sensitive areas. I was moaning with pleasure in response. Chris abruptly stopped and reminded me that little school girls must stay pure. I kicked my legs up and down like a little girl. Chris paid little attention to my protests. He taped the diaper tightly around my waist. I was instructed to stand and hold my short skirt up high. Chris used this opportunity to encircle my waist with packing tape. He also ran packing tape down and over the existing tabs on the diaper. He admired his work. "There my little girl, that should keep your diaper from falling down." I knew the real purpose was to keep me from removing my diaper, or I would tear it trying. Chris had me step into the plastic pants that said: Slippery When Wet. He slowly pulled the pants up my legs and made sure to rub me between my legs during the process. "Kimberly, don't remove your diaper today, understood?" "I want you to stop by my office at lunchtime and I will change you." "The day is yours." Before he left he told me to put my hair in two pigtails to add to my look. Chris then left for work. OK, I was finally alone. I could take care of my sexual needs. I first had to solve the diaper protecting my private parts. This was not going to be easy I thought to myself. I would remove the diaper, masturbate, put another diaper on, and carefully add the packing tape. I laughed at being so smart and Chris thinking he had beat me. My need to pee had returned. I could wet my diaper and masturbate too! I laid down on our bed and put both of my hands over my plastic pants. The need to pee took over, and I relaxed my muscles. My pee poured into my waiting diaper and my wetness traveled throughout the material. I couldn't slip my hand down the front of the diaper taped as it was, so I took scissors and cut the tape from around my waist. The rest was heaven. I stroked my hairless pussy while I recalled the events of the last 24 hours. I absolutely exploded with a fantastic orgasm. Finally, sexual relief! I panicked momentarily when I considered that Chris could come home and discover that I had been bad. As quickly as I could, I removed the loose diaper and plastic pants so that I could put on a fresh diaper and re-tape the surrounding diaper with the packing tape. I diapered myself and took my time to make sure the packing tape was put on my diaper exactly like Chris had done. My secret would be secure... I thought. I looked at myself in the mirror and everything looked fine. I reached down to get the wet diaper and throw the evidence away. That is when I noticed something written on the back of my used diaper. In pink ink the words: Diaper Slave were written across the seat of the plastic diaper in Chris's handwriting. I never noticed the writing until now. I was diapered by Chris and the back of the diaper was never in my sight. Now what? I had to duplicate the writing, but where was a pink pen? I had to go to the store to find a pink pen. Just then the door opened, and I realized that Chris had come home. My plan was to be as nice as I could and obey him totally. Maybe he wouldn't notice, and I could buy the right pen when he returned to work. Chris came right up to me to admire me in my school-girl outfit. He sat down and pulled me over to sit on his lap. "Kim, have you been a good girl?" he asked. I answered in the affirmative. "Yes, your girl has been good." "I think I will spank my little Kimberly anyway." With that, Chris took me over his knee. I was kicking my legs, but Chris was just too strong for my protests. I must have looked like a little girl, kicking my legs with my butt placed in the spanking position. He lifted my short plaid skirt and started to spank my plastic and diapered behind. The slaps made a loud noise on my plastic pants. I continued to kick and squirm in protest. Chris then pulled the plastic pants down and locked his one leg over me so that I couldn't wiggle away. "What have we here, little Kimberly?" he asked. "I don't believe that Kim is wearing the same diaper." "Do you have something to confess to your Master?" I was caught. Chris then spanked me harder, but with my diaper on, I felt protected from the strength of his blows. He pulled hard on my diaper and with some effort was able to pull it halfway down my legs. My squirming continued as I knew he would now be spanking my bare bottom. Chris's first slap on my bare skin made me jump. "Stop, please stop!" I yelled in protest. Chris paid no attention to me. His spankings continued. "My Kimberly was very bad and must be disciplined...your bottom is turning very red as it should." Chris continued to spank me. He stopped from time to time to massage my bottom and run his hands between my legs. When I started to moan the spanking would resume again. Chris continued to mix hard spankings with gentle massages and I could tell my pussy had become dripping wet. The combination of pleasure and pain was just too much, and I was feeling a mounting orgasm. My body betrayed me and I exploded in a tremendous orgasm. I couldn't move. I was spent. Chris gently rubbed my bottom as I rested on his lap, still in the spanking position. Chris let me stand up, and I knew a lecture was coming. "Kim, I want you at my office at 7:30pm tonight." That was all he said and left. I was perplexed. Chris is a dentist and I know his office is closed by 7:30pm. What was in store for me? To be continued...
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