Jump to content
Existing user? Sign In

Sign In



Sign Up

Search the Community

Showing results for tags 'bondage restraints'.

  • Search By Tags

    Type tags separated by commas.
  • Search By Author

Content Type


Forums

  • Welcome!
    • Welcome to OmoOrg!
    • Introductions
    • Feedback
  • Omorashi / Peeing
    • Omorashi general
    • Omorashi & peeing experiences
    • Omorashi & peeing artwork
    • Omorashi & peeing fiction
    • Omorashi & peeing videos
  • Omutsu / AB(DL)
    • Omutsu general
    • Diapered & ABDL experiences
    • Diapered & ABDL artwork
    • Diapered & ABDL fiction
    • Diapered & ABDL videos
  • General
    • Off-topic discussion
    • Forum games
    • Roleplaying realm

Categories

  • Shizuku's Comic
  • Premium Content
    • Nappy Boarding House
    • WesternWets Comics
    • OJHI JAV Series
    • LittleLadyLumi
    • Biku Comics
    • AliceWetting
    • Ripandbustys
  • JAV Collections
  • Wetting Videos
    • Female
    • Male
    • Transgender (MtF)
    • Transgender (FtM)
  • AB/DL Wetting Videos
    • Female
    • Male
    • Transgender (MtF)
    • Transgender (FtM)
  • Other Videos
    • Female AB/DL Messing
    • Male AB/DL Messing
    • Other AB/DL Messing
    • Other Messing
  • Doujinshi, Eroge and Hentai
    • Anime / Hentai
    • Doujinshi Archives
    • Artwork and CG Sets
    • Visual Novels
    • RPGs

Blogs

  • The Wet Hostage
  • I’m a real wild child
  • Suguha's Struggle
  • Unlucky Star - A Lucky Star Fan Fiction
  • The Winter Carnaval
  • Higashi High's Special Student
  • Fairy Tail - Juvia's First Pee
  • _____ _______'s Mixup Editting
  • The Lunambra Anthology
  • Captainjoker1's Story
  • Steven Universe - The Wetting of the Gems
  • Accident (a7x fanfiction)
  • A Zorua, a Fennekin, and omorashi
  • Arbor Gold
  • A Valentine's Day Short Story
  • Emily and Anna's Valentine's Day
  • Cho Chang in a Diaper
  • My Stories! :)
  • Random Zelda Fictions
  • Robin's Issue
  • Boys' Night In
  • Longstocking's Story
  • The Needs of the Many
  • Beyond Desperation
  • The Little Wet Vampire
  • way of the ruin
  • WaityKaty's Story
  • Not Quite As Planned
  • And It's All Your Fault Anyway
  • Silver Linings
  • Stuck together
  • Julia's Story
  • The Battle Of Bad Timing (The Battle Of Xandra)
  • The Queen
  • How my diaper wearing started
  • My first diaper date,..many chapters
  • Matilda Marie
  • [Female] Fairy Tail Fanfiction
  • Justice's Poem(s?)
  • Keiko's Plight
  • The Exam
  • The Bad Omen
  • My first story
  • The Emerald Forest
  • The Great Wet Conference
  • HS: Last Quarter
  • Saiyica's misfortune
  • Just Let it Out (pt 1)
  • Helpless and Desperate
  • The Silent Heroine
  • Hiccup's accident
  • The compartment
  • Justice's Short Stories
  • The Dare Game
  • Jayne
  • Rush Hour
  • Persona 4: Accidents Galore!
  • Tanya
  • Never a Bathroom in RPGs
  • 4 10 12
  • Echoes of the past
  • The essex Girls - Wonna Go to Lakeside
  • The Graduate's Flame
  • detention in diapers
  • Little Contest
  • Occupied
  • Alicia the Alchemist
  • Older sister wears diapers
  • To Boldly Pee: The Omorashi Chronicles
  • Guildless (a ravnica magic the gathering fanfiction.)
  • _____ _______'s Mixup
  • Kidnapped
  • Batman and Robin
  • Emily's Diary
  • Life is great
  • Birthday Fantasy
  • Community Service
  • I Bet You Can't
  • No Say in the Matter
  • The Wet Dilemma of AppleJack
  • Katie and Daniel
  • The Mushroom
  • Female Desperation Stories I Have Witnessed
  • Lucy's Wet Fiction Collection
  • Emily's Christmas Adventure
  • OmoOrg News and Updates
  • The Tale of a Sorceress
  • The Moocommunity
  • Valuable Cling Film [Saran Wrap for US readers]
  • Miaball
  • Kirby’s Omo-Love Lesson
  • Golden Time Lover
  • Kurt Omorashi
  • Even Heroes Falter
  • Poke omo fic
  • When You Gotta Go-La in Alola
  • Unexpected abduction
  • Fire Emblem: Golden Bonds
  • Pdpatti's Story
  • Ahlbi and Rayfa: Ace Holders
  • My Life as a Teenage Bedwetter
  • When a Dragon Can't Hold
  • Learned a New Skill: Relief
  • Samus The Padded Bounty Hunter
  • Video Game One-Shots
  • Lillica Quest
  • Miss Kobayashi's Dragon Maid One-Shots
  • The One With the Wet Rumors
  • High School Holding
  • Pushing Their Limits (My Hero Academia)
  • Peenoblade Chronicles 2
  • The Desperation Visor
  • Hehe's Story
  • Stream of Kindness
  • Pee Tee's Story
  • Omo High
  • Bladder Meter
  • The College Trip
  • Unconventionally Sensual (Working Title)
  • Emma X Otacon
  • Wanwan to Kurasu - A Wanko to Kurasou inspired series
  • Saves
  • Peesona 5
  • Ai No Exorcist Omorashi
  • nena the high school dipper user
  • Riveting Rivulets (A FanFic Collection)
  • Other Stories
  • The Bee and Barb
  • Living in a Harem
  • Dark Souls Collection
  • Taking Over the Family Business
  • BBCode Tests
  • Liberty's wetting shorts
  • Four Day Struggle
  • Blade Of Vengeance
  • Summer Blossoms
  • Elevator Desperation
  • Why some story characters never pee (no wetting, desperation, safe for work essentially)
  • Miku at School
  • Brotaku and the Omo adventures
  • Messing Contest
  • Holding right now...
  • REVENGE Part 3 [Daniel]
  • Ms. Anderson's Plight
  • Allison’s Work Dilemma
  • Little Punk Girl's Kinky Shenanigans
  • Amy's Saga
  • Desperate girls bathroom line at school.
  • Divine Intervention Gone Wrong
  • Just a Journal [male]
  • The Bizarre World of Cartridge: Omorashi Experiences
  • Five Nights of Holding
  • kitchen desperation
  • Quick intro
  • The Legacy of Gold Universe
  • The Wild Tempest
  • my first wetting/bedwetting
  • Male Desperation
  • Pemberley Afternoon
  • Rising Star
  • Sonador's Furry Fictions
  • Road Trip
  • Searching for a video
  • Desperation
  • Pee Diary
  • Accidents happen
  • The Trials and Tribulations of an Omo Noob
  • SISTERHOOD OF BLOOD
  • Omorashi Short Stories
  • Pee Adventurer
  • A Striptease Like No Other
  • Lizzy
  • Golden Machinations
  • Soul Eater Omo
  • Adventures in pee holding
  • Exam-time desperation
  • Johnah
  • Symmetry is Everything
  • KidIntheDark's Story
  • Pix Holding :3
  • Terezi's Secret
  • Shopping for Diapers
  • Levi & Alex
  • Sarah, Elliot's Slave for a Week
  • True revenge
  • Try something new
  • Technical Help Blog
  • Matt and Koko Omorashi
  • The Azur Lane Omorashi And Other Urine Based Sexual Activities Association
  • Desperate ride...
  • Desperate
  • Meeting at the Point
  • Drafts
  • Appointments
  • How to order from Jade Net
  • Status blog
  • Alice the beginning Ch. 1
  • darker then black yin's desperate ride
  • Unintentional Invocation
  • Online Class Desperation
  • Megan and Sarah, Emotional Rollercoaster
  • Shiver
  • Mandymom’s collection of Darkwing Duck omorashi
  • Kiplington School for Girls
  • Stonky stories
  • Katie Has A Very Public Accident in a Bar
  • Not so suttle hint
  • Kaneki Has an accident
  • Snek Writes Stuff
  • Age of Ultron: Omorashi (SPOILERS)
  • The Witches Wet
  • Omovember 2020
  • Kelli's in the Corner
  • Ebisu-Sensei Vs. The Sexy No Jutsu
  • Omorashi Jones
  • Newsnight
  • Jane's Aching Bladder
  • Wetting Games 1 - Sonic Adventure 2: Wetting
  • Pee test
  • Yomiel`s Night of Desparation
  • Omorashi stories
  • Female Daily Dare
  • Moving in (With Sophia)
  • Rita's Training Blog
  • Jordan
  • My bladder chronicles
  • Commander Lyra
  • The big Magic: the Peeing project
  • On that Christmas Night
  • First Peeing Experiance
  • Ending up in a "Wet Suit"
  • The Test Subject
  • a
  • Sex and the Sea
  • My 1st omo fanfic! (Pokemon)
  • O Wonderland (RPG Game)
  • Girls weekend out
  • Our Lady of Pee
  • Puddling in my Pants
  • camping
  • Omovember 2021
  • Johnny & Pablo (Non-Canonical)
  • Skyrim: Distortion
  • An Interruption
  • Harvest Moon
  • Do your kinks ever harm your self-esteem?
  • Holiday Specials
  • RpeeG
  • DragonFruit11117
  • Of Cupboards and Dreams
  • Afternoon in the Chokee
  • The DP Game
  • Hard Boiled Legs
  • Unnecessary Functions
  • Peculiar Endurance Event
  • story of my life
  • Have you Weed yet?
  • Thesis
  • Milovana Webtease review - Rapid Pee Desperation
  • Maddy
  • Emotions, Tonight, and Tomorrow
  • Holding experiences and challenges
  • Space Wetters (The Story of Aurora Stardust)
  • Assorted 'wings stories
  • PeeCember 2022
  • public speech
  • Goldenstorm's Story
  • Vaine Chronicles - Goddess of Death
  • My experiences with this fetish......
  • Searching for Friends!
  • FemScout's Desperate Run!!!
  • Chatbot characters
  • Sam's Graduation
  • Karkat Vantas: I need to go!
  • Diapered & Desperate
  • The Yellow Sisters
  • Henry(fill in later)
  • Bonus Material
  • The Juniper Triplets
  • Shawnie's Soggy Sunday Mornings
  • Doraemon Omorashi thing
  • Plush Empire Primitive Life Observations Files (Possible title change)
  • Hana and Kimiko
  • Wettie's Wet Log
  • Jenny and her friend Sara
  • Screencaps
  • steph226's Story
  • Miyu's Regression
  • SAO messing fanfic
  • 'The Juniper Triplets' Side Stories
  • What He Never Noticed
  • Diapered Housepets! : Grape
  • Erin's Wet Ride
  • a date with Mario
  • FNaF messing fic
  • The Retriever
  • Misused Authority
  • LLTQ Beginnings
  • A Rōnin's tale
  • Discipline in the Dorm
  • Pan's Personal Purgatory
  • Nightclub drugs raid causes MASSES of desperation
  • Knuckles's predicament
  • Naughty Kitty
  • Fairy Tail Omorashi
  • A Town to Forget
  • diapered walk
  • Endless Desire
  • Samantha's Life
  • honeybell3's Story
  • Beth and Him
  • Nah's bad day
  • Strider's property
  • school desperation
  • The First Time
  • Brotherly problems
  • Matthew and me
  • It's Just Business, Honest
  • "So what is it Doctor?"
  • Uri Nova
  • War and Wet
  • Carlsbad Caverns
  • Taylor And Me (The Long And Short Of It)
  • the car
  • Holding Back
  • Sakura's Mistaken Identity
  • The Stable Girl
  • Junie & Thena: The Wet Age of the Law
  • Pain's Story
  • When Serena Met Dawn
  • coffee troubles
  • Bad Idea
  • fizzypop's Story
  • The Mishap of Taylor Swift
  • League of Desperation
  • Granting me a wish
  • JLIO RE-WRITE
  • Perfect
  • Coach Desperation
  • The World of Edren
  • adevore155675's Story
  • Hunger Games Pee Desperation
  • The Sphere
  • Maddy and Haley
  • Stuck...
  • Everyday Life With a Fetishist
  • Elsa's little problem
  • Forced wetting
  • Elsa's emergency
  • A change of underwear
  • The Sphere: Dog for the Day
  • Summer Camp
  • April And Diapers
  • The Patient
  • How Do I End Up In These Situations?!
  • Trouble with Yui
  • First Holding Session!!
  • hidden feelings and curiosities
  • Love Grows
  • Suburban Wasteland
  • To Lunambra: A Medieval Watersports Tale
  • Severa's bad day
  • The War
  • On a Bus
  • A Desperate Detention You'll Never Forget
  • Meet the 13 Squads
  • omodarling's Story
  • Desperate Camping
  • Emily's Anniversary of an Accident
  • 3 litres...
  • Asuna's Journey Backwards
  • The Cinemas

Product Groups

  • Premium Subscriptions
  • Advertising

Categories

  • Gender
  • Wetting amounts
  • Clothing
  • Omorashi themes
  • Content warnings

Find results in...

Find results that contain...


Date Created

  • Start

    End


Last Updated

  • Start

    End


Filter by number of...

Joined

  • Start

    End


Group


FurAffinity


Twitter


Website URL


My pronouns are..


I'm into..

Found 6 results

  1. Role Reversal – 13 By: Heather23 Edited by: DaddyRich Chapter 13 - It is off to the movies Preparation was fairly easy except for the fact that Chris couldn't get dressed without my help. Putting a diaper and jeans on Chris was easy for me to do. Getting Chris's shirt over his taped and bandaged hands was more difficult, but I managed. I showed Chris how he looked in the mirror and his diapered behind was not very visible. If you knew Chris was wearing a diaper, then you could make out its shape. But for the most part, Chris would not draw attention. This seemed to help Chris with the fact that he would be out in public with a diaper secretly hugging his most intimate area. I put on a disposable diaper too. I made sure Chris saw that I was playing fair and was dressed in a diaper similar to his. I also knew that showing myself to Chris in a diaper would turn him on, so why not keep him sexually frustrated a little longer? (My diaper was an overnight diaper while the one I dressed Chris in was a regular disposable diaper. I wanted the extra protection.) The entire time we were getting ready we were drinking fluids. I made sure Chris drank every drop. I reminded Chris that I already had several cups of coffee while he was in his crib and during his time out. (I never drank the coffee during his time out, but Chris thought I did and that was all that mattered. He wasn't in a position to see anything during his time-out except for the wall immediately in front of his face.) While Chris's diaper was fairly inconspicuous under his jeans, my overnight diaper was thicker and the outline of the diaper over my bottom was more noticeable under my jeans. I told Chris that I would have to drive and needed to run upstairs to get my purse. What I really did was take the opportunity to slip my diaper off and pee one last time before we left. I re-taped my diaper and joined Chris downstairs. I got Chris in the car without a struggle and I drove us to the movie theater. I had to help him open the car door because he was helpless with his hands bandaged the way they were. Everything was fairly normal. We bought our tickets and got in line to buy popcorn and two large drinks. I made sure I whispered in his ear to ask about his diapers. "Are you wet yet?" He seemed so nervous and embarrassed, but his answer was always, no. I knew it would be just a matter of time before he had to wet his diaper. I also knew that even though I cheated a little, it was possible that he could hold out longer than me. Both of us have a real competitive spirit, and I was sure we would fight our biological needs to the end. We sat down for our movie and kept drinking our drinks. I reached over and put my hand on top of his jeans. I wanted to feel Chris's cock through his diaper and I wanted him to be conscientious of his diapered state. It wasn't either long into the movie that Chris asked to stop the contest. He wanted us to leave. He told me he couldn't go through the embarrassment of wetting his diaper with people sitting all around him. I told him a deal was a deal, and we were in this until the wet ending. He knew he had to sit there because he was unable to take himself anywhere without my help. Inside I was loving his agony. I, too, get embarrassed in these situations, but my personality thrives on it. The more I am forced into humiliating situations the better my sexual libido becomes. Chris was becoming more restless, but we didn't stop our regular sips of our drinks. I had to hold Chris's cup so that he could reach the straw. I thought I could easily keep my diaper dry longer than Chris could, but I was becoming less sure. I had to beat Chris. We drank and drank some more. We were like kids laughing at our predicament and growing agony. I decided to let out a little pee to relieve the intense pressure in my bladder. I wet just a little into my waiting diaper, but didn't let on to Chris. How I love the convenience of a diaper! I was going to know if Chris wet his diaper because I played a nasty trick on Chris before we left our house. The diaper I put on Chris was tampered with by yours truly. I slit the outer plastic layer in several spots. Chris was not able to get a clear view of his diaper when I put it on him, and then he couldn't see the diaper at all once he was in his jeans, so he had no idea that his diaper had tiny little tears in the plastic cover. (I told you I was a little stinker and didn't play fair!) I wanted Chris to feel the embarrassment he put me through on countless other occasions and this was how I was going to try and repay him for my misery. My hope was that Chris would have to wet, and when he did, his jeans would show the telltale signs that he wet his pants. If Chris thought wearing a diaper hidden under his clothes was embarrassing, my guess was that wetting his pants in a movie theater was going to be worse. I'm bad. I took one of Chris's taped hands and held it tight to show support. I knew he was not going to be able to hold his pee another second. Chris put his head back and just let it go. He was peeing in his diaper! I had won. (Well he didn't know I peed first.) I put my hand on the front of his jeans and massaged him gently while he filled his diaper. He was moaning quietly while I moved my hand over his rock hard cock. It seemed to take Chris forever to finish peeing. I couldn't tell in the dark movie theater if his jeans were wet yet, but his jeans still felt dry. I thought that it may take a while for the wetness to penetrate all the way through his diaper and into his jeans. I was so focused on Chris, I forgot for a minute of my own need to pee. Chris reached over and pushed hard on my lower stomach area. I was a goner. "That isn't fair!" I began to immediately fill my diaper in response to Chris's sudden push. I instinctively reached down between my legs and tried to stop the flow. That didn't help anything. My pee continued to fill my diaper. Chris was getting turned on by my frantic attempt to stop wetting. I was in an incredible state of arousal. It took us awhile to comprehend what had happened. We were sitting in the theater and both of us were in need of a diaper change. We both wanted to embrace and take our excitement to the next level, but the reality of the situation prohibited it. We needed to leave the theater, and we were both wearing sopping wet diapers. I was fairly confident that my diaper would hold all of my wetness, but it would also be so much larger now in its wet state and more visible under my jeans. I again reached down between Chris's legs to see if his jeans were wet. They were. Chris probably couldn't tell his jeans were wet being that it was so dark in the theater, and he was sitting in a wet diaper. "Chris, I think your jeans are all wet." "No my diaper is wet, not my jeans," Chris said in a panic. "Feel your jeans for yourself." Chris reached down but couldn't feel anything with his hands bandaged the way they were. I think Chris knew his jeans were soaked, but couldn't come to terms with his new predicament. I grabbed his wet crotch with my hand so that my hand got nice and wet. I put my hand to his nose. "Chris, my dear, smell my hand." "Better yet, smell your pee." Chris took a whiff. "It appears that baby made pee-pee in his pants." "But I am wearing a diaper...how can it be that my jeans are soaked?" Chris asked. I paused and then said, "I don't know Chris, I guess you need to wear a diaper liner next time." I was not going to let Chris know that I purposely slit his diaper so that it would leak into his jeans. Getting out of the theater without being seen was going to be difficult. I knew Chris would cooperate fully because he wanted out of this place and in a hurry. I led Chris out the side entrance so that we didn't have to cross the main lobby. We got to the car without being seen. In the car we embraced, and I told Chris that it was time to go home and make passionate love. He was so horny and so hard that I thought he was going to burst out of his diaper and jeans. His jeans were soaked in front and all the way down both of his legs. I took every opportunity to tease him about his condition. "Diaper boy is oh so wet." "If you are a good little diaper boy, then I will bring you home and change you." "If not, we may just find another place to go." Chris begged to go home. To Be Continued…
  2. Role Reversal – 12 By: Heather23 Edited by: DaddyRich Chapter 12 - The challenge I came out of my Mommy character to explain a few things to Chris. I was not relinquishing my dominate role, but I wanted to introduce a fun game to play with Chris and this seemed to be the right moment to introduce my challenge. "I am introducing a game for us to play when we go to the movies. It is quite simple. The first one to wet loses the game. Before you start asking a lot of questions, let me tell you that I am willing to put up a great prize if you win. You have been after me for anal sex for a long time and I will be your willing partner, if you win the contest. You set the stage, you tell me what to do, and I will be yours completely. It will be a night that you will never forget. Your desire will be my pleasure. I thought about a prize if I win. You must take me on a weekend trip to N.Y to see a Broadway play of my choosing (and spend the weekend as my diaper slave). It is that simple...if you think about it, you can hardly lose in this contest." "However, I don't fully trust you. More importantly, my master role and your slave status does not change for the rest of today. Your hands will be kept as they are, bound in tape and useless. You will look as if your hands were injured. People will not know that underneath your clothes, you are my little diaper slave. Further, we will both drink 32 ounces of fluid every ½ hour starting now and continuing through the movie." "I am not going to ask you again if you want to come to the movies today. You will come with me one way or the other. (I was dangling Chris's shock collar to remind him that I could take additional measures if I chose.) Questions?" Chris thought for a moment, but he knew he was defeated. This was going to be a strange situation for Chris because he had never been in public with a diaper on. Until this weekend, he had never wet a diaper since his infant days. I knew from my personal experience that wearing a diaper in public was going to be a huge step for Chris. He was going to be self-conscious that people were looking at him. He would be worried if there were any telltale signs of a bulky diaper. And if he had to wet it, wow! He was going to feel the humiliation as he filled his diaper with his own hot, wet, pee. I wasn't going to play totally fair during our contest, but Chris was going to have to learn this lesson the hard way. Chris said he didn't have any questions. He was mine to control. I was the master and loving it. To Be Continued…
  3. Role Reversal – 11 By: Heather23 Edited by: DaddyRich Chapter 11 - I introduce Chris to "time out" Chris tried to sit up in the crib as best he could when I entered the nursery. The bared top of the crib kept his movements restricted. "How did my baby sleep all night in his wet diapers?" "Not too bad," Chris answered. "I feel like I want to get out of these wet things," he added. I teased him: "Wet things? They are called diapers...they are YOUR wet diapers." "Well, if you are a good baby, you will find that Mommy can treat her baby very nice." "I am going to take you out of your crib to be changed, but I am going to leave your hands locked to your collar." "I don't want baby getting nasty with Mommy or trying to do any inappropriate touching of yourself while your diaper is being removed." I removed the top of the crib and helped take what must have been a cramped baby out of his crib. I directed Chris to the changing table and helped him get on top of it. Chris didn't struggle trussed up as he was. I secured one hand at a time, never releasing his current bonds, until Chris's hands were secured to the two corners of the changing table. I then was able to release the collar and wrist restraints that Chris wore through the night. "Let me see how wet baby got last night." "Look at baby...he is sooo wet." "All four of your diapers are soaking wet." I unpinned his diapers and threw them into the diaper pail. Wow, talk about diapers landing with a thud as they hit the pail... "Mommy has some surprises for her favorite baby today." "Does baby like surprises?" Chris looked very unsure as to how he should answer my question and looked at me with fear. "The first thing I want to do with my baby is make sure that he is a good baby." "Last night you were a bad baby and talked back to Mommy." "Baby Christy is going to be punished before he is allowed to eat his breakfast." I produced something that I am sure got Chris's attention. I made a collar & leash for Chris's penis out of a small metal chain. Actually, it was a small choke collar that dogs wear around their necks. The way it operates is the chain tightens around the dog's neck when the dog's master tugs on his leash. This usually gets the dog's attention and he becomes very docile. My intent was not to use the chock collar on Chris's neck, but to attach it to the end of his penis. I knew that the chain could slip off his penis, so I took additional measures. I slid several rubber rings around the end of Chris's penis. The rings would help keep the chain from sliding off his male member. If I tugged on his leash, the chain would tighten around his penis and I could direct Chris to wherever I wanted him to go. It was actually a pretty simple device, but it was going to be an effective way to control Chris's movements. "Does Christy know what this chain is?" "Christy should know because Mommy read all about how to use this little chain in Christy's reading material." "It seems that Christy keeps secret naughty books and magazines that talk about these sorts of things." "It is a good thing Mommy found your reading material so that I could learn how to become a good master for my new diaper slave." "I hope Christy appreciates being led around at the end of a leash." Chris took it all in and genuinely seemed concerned. I finished putting the metal loop of the chain over Chris's erect penis and made sure the rubber rings were in place. I grabbed the loose end of the lead and gave it a slight pull. It worked perfectly. The chain closed around Chris's penis and Chris gave out a little yelp. As soon as I let up, the chain loosened and lodged itself against the rubber rings. I repeated this several times to make sure the chain worked properly and never fell off Chris's penis. It worked like a charm. I smiled and was proud of my little invention. It was time to put it to work. "Christy, before I release you from the diaper changing table I want you to do Mommy a big favor." "Will you help Mommy?" Chris didn't answer, and I think he was getting more worried by the minute. "Fine, Mommy is going to take your silence as a yes." I handed Chris two solid pieces of metal about the size of large popsicle sticks. I placed one in each of Chris's hands. "Hold them real tight in your hands." I tried to catch Chris off guard and proceeded to take one of his hands and wrap strong tape around it. I kept wrapping his hand until I felt that it was secured tightly to the metal object he was holding. He complained, but I did the same thing to Chris's other hand. In effect, both hands were made useless. I wanted to hide his taped hands and make it look like Chris's hands were injured, so I proceeded to wrap each hand with the elastic medical tape. It was the same tape used to tape strained wrists, ankles, etc. All this made Chris looked like he had severely hurt his hands, but more importantly his hands were now useless. Bondage mittens had their uses, but now I could take Chris out in public and not worry about him resisting me. Mission accomplished. I did not diaper Chris, but released him from the changing table. I grabbed the end of his penis leash that was dangling between his legs and gave him a slight tug to let him know that he best follow me. "Christy, please open the door to your nursery." "Here is the key." "I don't think I can with my hands all taped up." Chris replied. "Christy, if you open the door right now, Mommy will go down on her knees and give you a blow job." Chris attempted to take the key from me, but it was pointless. Not even the tips of his fingers were showing through the wrappings that surrounded his hands. "Well, I see my big baby hasn't learned how to open a door yet...such a shame." "You are going to need your Mommy today." My point was made. He was my slave and he knew it. I was able to easily pull Chris behind me with his penis leash, and he was very good at following me. When I stopped, Chris stopped. And when I walked, Chris followed. "This is just like having a little doggie on a leash," I teased. "Maybe later I can teach Christy to do tricks at the end of her leash." "Would Christy like to learn new tricks?" Chris nodded, but I knew he was going to be very agreeable while I had a firm grip on his lead. I directed Chris to the basement by tugging on his leash. He was most cooperative. He could not fight me without causing himself severe pain. I was in control. I led him to the treadmill and attached the end of his leash to the front of the equipment. "Baby needs some exercise after being cooped up in her crib all night." I turned on the treadmill at a slow speed and stayed to watch Chris's workout. Every once in a while I would spank his butt with the wooden spoon to encourage him along. I never saw a more diligent person exercising. Chris knew that if he didn't keep up with the moving belt, his penis leash would pull the chain tight around his cock and he would be in serious pain. His hands were of no use wrapped as they were. I looked at Chris and was proud of myself. I was quite the master after all. I was enjoying my new role. When I tired of watching Chris exercise, I took Chris back upstairs. It was fun to lead Chris around on his special leash. I would have continued with Chris's training, but I was ready for another cup of coffee. I thought Chris needed just a little more punishment, so I put Chris in "time out." "Christy, I want you to stand in the corner while Mommy has another cup of coffee." "Mommy did not appreciate you being a bad little baby last night, so I am going to put you in 'time out' so you can think about how to please Mommy better." "Mommy didn't like your sassy comment about being a 'rocket scientist' and Christy was a bad little baby girl." With that, I pulled Chris's hands behind his back and handcuffed them together above his wrapped hands. Next, I pulled Chris's leash so that he was standing in the corner of the room. One of my preparations for the weekend was to screw a ring into the corner of the wall at the height of Chris's penis. I used this ring to attach his leash. When I snapped the leash in place, the short metal chain closed around Chris's cock, and it would not let Chris move out of his corner. He had to stand there with his head staring directly ahead. He couldn't sit or move unless he wanted his little penis leash to close around his cock and squeeze him without mercy. I made Chris stand in the corner for 30 minutes before releasing his leash from the wall. "Did Christy learn a lesson?" "Yes." "Yes, what?" "Yes, Mommy." "I learned to be a good baby and not to talk back." "Oh I see." "If you misbehave, it is back in 'time out,' understood?" "Yes, Mommy, I understand." "Good, let's go to the movies then." Chris was horrified. "Movies, I am not going to the movies!" Chris's hands were still locked behind him, his hands were tightly taped and wrapped, and his leash was still at my disposal, so Chris was easy to control. I pulled Chris's leash and got him in position over my knee. With the wooden spoon I gave him ten hard swats. I had never seen Chris like this before. He was actually crying like a little boy or girl after being spanked. I comforted him, but remained stern. "We are going to the movies and that is it!" To be continued…
  4. Role Reversal – 9 By: Heather23 Edited by: DaddyRich Chapter 9 - Sex at last? I entered the nursery and found my baby just where I left him. "Christy, how is my little diaper slave doing?" "I think I smell the strong odor of your pee-pee." "Did you finally wet your diaper?" "Let me see." "OH, I guess you did wet yourself!" "Now, aren't you glad that Mommy put you in a diaper?" "I have been ignoring my best little girl so let me get you out of your crib and change your diaper." I helped Chris onto the changing table and took the extra precaution of attaching his bondage mittens to the eyelets on the table, but left his legs free. I didn't think he would escape, but I didn't want to take any chances after he just spent 3 hours locked in a crib and sitting in a wet diaper. (I was worried about Chris taking revenge on me as his frustration grew.) I unlocked the diaper cover and removed his plastic panties. I couldn't believe how heavy his diaper was. It was drenched. One thing remained constant and that was Chris still had a full erection. I cleaned him up and took my time to powder his sensitive skin. The effect on Chris was obvious and he was moaning like a girl in heat. I knew how far I could take Chris's excitement and still be able to stop before he experienced a "happy ending." I took him right to that point and teased him, "My little diaper slave seems like she wants Mommy to continue, but Mommy is disgusted by your rude behavior." He pulled at his bonds and begged for relief, but I stayed firm. I knew Chris would be a more attentive slave if I could keep him excited, but not let him come. I read in one of Chris's books about a woman having to endure a dildo in her butt underneath her diaper and I had that in my plans for Chris. This was another reason that securing his hands to the table turned out to be a good idea. I took some petroleum jelly and rubbed it deep into his butt crack. Chris probably thought I was just preparing him for his next diaper, but I was preparing him for a little more. I picked up the dildo from under the table so that Chris couldn't see it. I could have waived it in front of his face, but chose the sneak attack instead. I worked a small finger into Chris's back door and I could tell Chris was enjoying it. I replaced my finger with the tip of the dildo and began to slowly work it up Chris's backside. Chris tried to expel the intruder with his butt muscles, but I kept moving it up until it reached its final resting place. I taped his new diaper in place and that helped hold the dildo in place. I found new plastic panties and put them on over his diaper. I then pulled the diaper cover up between his legs and this forced Chris's legs slightly apart. When the cover was pulled as tight as I could get it, I snapped the two small locks on it that locked it shut. "Look at you Christy, it looks like you are wearing a diaper chastity belt." "That is probably a good thing for a diaper slave so that she stays true to her master." The diaper cover ensured that the dildo would stay securely in Chris's bottom. It also meant that Chris had no chance of removing the dildo. His frustration continued. "Christy, let me release you and help you onto the floor." The diaper cover is spreading your legs and it looks like it would be uncomfortable to walk." "In fact, for the rest of the day I want my baby Christy to crawl." "You will not be allowed to walk." "By the way, I noticed that you didn't thank me for putting that 'little intruder' up your back entrance." "Where are your manners?" "I see you still have a lot to learn." I walked over to the corner of the nursery and sat in the rocking chair. I instructed Chris to crawl over to me. I was still wearing my leather skirt and spread my legs to give Chris a little peak as he crawled in my direction. "This has been a long and tiring day for Mommy." "I need to sit back and relax while I let you relive my sexual tension with your mouth." I hiked up my skirt to reveal that I had put on a tight pair of red rubber briefs. I knew that this would drive Chris wild and that was all part of my plan. "Put your mouth and tongue on my crotch." "I want to feel you licking me through my rubber panties." Chris looked so cute between my legs and I felt so powerful directing my new diaper slave. I took his head in both of my hands and pushed his face tightly to my rubber panties. Wow, what a feeling of sexual power! Today's activities were driving me wild and it was not going to take long for me to come. I stopped Chris momentarily while I reached down to slide off my rubber panties. I pushed Chris's face back to my waiting pussy and rocked back and forth as waves of excitement took over my body. I was almost yelling when my climax consumed me. "Nice job my slave." "I suppose you want some relief too." I took the rubber panties I was wearing off the floor and pulled them over Chris's head. "Christy, my little diaper slave, you look silly wearing my rubber panties over your head, but I bet you are enjoying smelling the rubber and your Master's scent." "Rubber panties get me so hot and I am afraid my juices collected in the panty's rubber crotch." "Can you smell your Mistress, my little diaper slave?" Chris didn't say anything, but lowered his head in shame. I wasn't done humiliating him yet. I took the rubber panties off his head and held them up to his face. "I want you to put your tongue on these panties and lick them clean so that I can wear them again." Chris reluctantly started licking the panties and I stroked his head. "Now my slave, it is time to get over my knee." "Chris started to complain, "...but I thought you were going to take care of me sexually, not give me a spanking." "That is your problem...little diaper babies are not supposed to think." "Besides, looking at the front of your diaper all day tells me that you are enjoying this just fine." "Now get over my knee and shut up!" I was going to spank Chris, but first I wanted to remind him of the dildo he was wearing in his butt...like he needed to be reminded? With Chris over my knee, I reached down over Chris's diaper cover and put pressure on his bottom. My intent was to wiggle the dildo through his diapers. The dildo would not move much as it was tightly confined in his diaper, but I was more concerned about having Chris feel the psychological power I had over him. Chris loves to have his butt played with so his pleasure and moaning was real. I stopped because I sensed Chris was working up to a climax. I was still the boss. I was going to chose if and when Chris was going to get relief. I picked up the wooden spoon and began to spank Chris's bottom. He struggled, but I had a good grasp on him and he knew he was in no position to struggle too much. I kept spanking his bottom. It was making more noise than hurting him because after all he was diapered. "Christy, I want you to practice your counting." "Can baby Christy count to ten so I can keep track of the number of strokes?" Chris counted to ten as I delivered the remaining blows. Actually I was surprised he went along with this, but it showed how much progress I was making with Chris's discipline. Chris was a very strong man, but I was getting to him and he actually shed a few tears. I took him in my arms and rocked him the best I could. I got everything I wanted out of Chris's first day as my diaper slave. The evening was almost over for Chris because I wanted to get him to bed by 8:00pm. I thought this would show him that Mommy was the boss and made up the rules, even his bedtime. Before putting Chris to bed for the night, I fed him baby food, cleaned him up, and put him back on the changing table for his nighttime diapers. This time I selected cloth diapers for Chris. I decided to remove the dildo from Chris's butt because he might have to go poo in the night and I wanted him to use his diaper if that situation presented itself. I knew Chris would wet a lot during the night because I had been giving him fluids constantly throughout the day. I selected 4 thick diapers and slid them under Chris. I did the usual powdering and then pinned the diapers in place. Chris was going to feel thickness between his legs like he never felt before. My idea was to use 4 diapers so that Chris would be incapable of taking his mind off of the feeling between his legs. I didn't put plastic panties on Chris and he started to ask why. I told Chris, "You ask too many questions." "Now back in the crib you go." What Chris did not know was that when I changed the crib sheet I placed the bedwetting pad under his crib sheet. If it got wet in the night the alarm would again sound. I thought by now that Chris's hands probably needed some relief from the bondage mittens, but I also didn't want Chris playing with himself during the night. I secured a new leather collar around Chris's neck and locked it in place. This collar had two leather wrist restraints hanging from the collar that were meant to secure a person's hands. The length of chain was only about 8 inches on each chain so I knew that once I put Chris's hands in the restraints, he would be unable to lower his hands to touch himself. It was now safe to remove his shock collar and his bondage mittens. Chris was actually more helpless in his current state with his hands locked to his new collar. I tested his ability to defend himself to make sure that his bound state was effective. "Is my little Christy ticklish?" Chris immediately tightened and tried to protect himself. I knew Chris was very ticklish around his belly. "Christy, is baby ticklish on baby's tummy?" I began tickling Chris's stomach and Chris was rolling around in the crib hysterically. He tried and tried again, but he couldn't push my hands away. The leather restraints chained to his collar were not going to let Chris protect himself. I was convinced that he was sufficiently bound for the night. I reached down below the crib and unfastened the top piece for the crib. (It is stored under the frame of the crib.) Chris's hands were helpless, but unless I locked the top on the crib, he could climb out. I wanted to have Chris feel captured and bound and if this crib didn't do the trick, nothing would. I attached the bars to the top of the crib and locked it in place. I put on some soft nursery rhymes and left a little night light on in the room. I also turned on a nursery monitor so I could hear everything going on in the room. "Good night Christy." "Sleep tight my little diaper girl." I left the nursery and Chris behind to contemplate what might happen next. I took one final glance to see Chris curled up in his diaper and looking out between the bars of his crib. He was my diaper girl. He was clearly under my control and his sexual frustration and humiliation had to be almost unbearable. I knew that my plan was working and I couldn't wait for Sunday morning. To Be Continued…
  5. A bit of a companion image to my greater universe outlined in "Tales from the Harem." When the harem members are especially bad, they get imprisoned nude in bondage restraints on a small, cushioned riser in the common room, where all their peers can watch them. Passers-by can force them to eat or drink at will, but they get no bathroom privileges. Their options are to hold it, or soil the riser and sit in a growing puddle of waste for the remainder of their punishment. This particular member has been forced to drink multiple gallons in the past six hours. With two hours left in her punishment, and her need to piss growing to near-outlandish extremes, will she be able to last it out? Or will she be forced to empty all over herself, the riser, and the floor in front of dozens of her fellow harem-mates?
×
×
  • Create New...