Diapering My Boss

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-332-2639 Ext 357

As your newly hired executive assistant, I’m in your office (My boss), in your chair, with my high heels up on your desk. There is a big ripped-up box by my feet. I’m wearing a tight pencil skirt and a button-up blouse, but half the buttons are undone, and my heavy tits are threatening to spill out. There’s a big smile on my face as I sip my coffee, looking awful comfy in your chair when you come in. “Kayla?” You question with an unhappy look on your face. I smile even bigger and kick my feet off the desk to stand up. Then, I slap my hand on the box and lean forward.

“A package came for you…. it got kinda ripped up… something fell out.” I wiggle my eyebrows and hold up an adult diaper from the open box.

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Miqala 844-332-2639 ext 447

His diapers are so messy that I must give him at least two diaper changes during our playtime! I wear gloves and a mask to change him since his butt-nugget attacks are so messy! Despite being the dirtiest baby I’ve ever met, he is also the sweetest. So I don’t mind changing his smelly diapers!

I snap my gloves, put on my mask, and place the diapers on my soft pillow pal so he can hear all the sounds. He’s a needy little guy, so I explain to him what I am doing step by step to make sure he enjoys every minute of it.

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Satisfying Calls

Mila 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 220

Can’t you imagine having the chance to play with me? I mean, you do have the chance. You just need to pull the reins and fall into it. I bet you lurk these pages, always too scared to set up a call but you peruse the blog posts. Seeing all the fun we get up to in calls. And yet you still choose to sit there! Unsatisfied! You’re doing it to yourself. And why? What exactly are you scared of? Falling off the deep end and satisfying those deep dark desires you have? Why bother continuing to hide them when you could embrace them?

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Concert-Goer Alex

Alex 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 425

Hey, I’m Alex. Thought I would dedicate my first couple of blogs to making sure you dirty boys know what I get up to. What situations you can drop me into in those twisted fantasies I know you all have. Obviously, the world is your oyster when the only barrier is what you can imagine. But, the best of you like realism. Fantasizing about what I may be up to right this second…

Don’t worry. All the secrets will be spilled here. Maybe not all of them. That would be a really long post. We will stick with what I like talking about. What do you think I do most nights? Mostly, I go out to concerts and local shows.

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XXOO Laylene 1-844-332-2639 ext 419

I love being a Mistress, in fact, I love every minute of it. I am always fascinated and find pleasure in dominating my submissives.

But there was one thing that I loved above all else, and that is when sissy panty boys call me. There is just something about it that makes my heart race with excitement. It is like unraveling a gift, not knowing what is inside until it is revealed.

One day, I received a call from a sissy panty-boy. He was nervous, his voice trembling as he spoke to me.

‘Hello, Mistress Laylene,’ he stammered. ‘I’ve been a bad boy, and I need to be punished.’

A coy smile spread across my face. I knew exactly what he needed.

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Plugging a Diaper Girl

Valerie 1844-332-2639 Ext 243

Tommy’s Mommy said he was a handful, but I know how to deal with unruly babies. As soon as his mom was gone, I told Tommy it was time for a diaper change. The naughty little thing ladies down for me, and I pulled off the saggy diaper he’d been wearing all day. Tommy started asking about what games we would play tonight, and I laughed.

Tommy wouldn’t want to play any game once the plugging began.

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Ball Buster Academy

Mama Felicity 1844-332-2693 Ext 270

There is an academy where women can drop off their lazy, disgusting Husbands for weeks at a time. All the paperwork is signed beforehand, and when the Husband steps foot on the Ball Buster Academy, all his rights are gone. He makes no choices while at our facility except to obey or be punished more severely.

The welcoming hall is one of my favorites. It’s where I spend most of my time during the day. We have a brand new member joining us today. Let’s walk through his first hours on campus.

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Tessa 1-844-332-2639 Ext. 445

 

Touching one’s soul is such a delicate thing to do. You might wonder how it all works. How is one able to accomplish such a magical feat? Well, touching my soul from the inside out is done a little differently. I mean, it’s still a beautiful feat. My soul is touched in various ways. But there is one way that most people never guess, and it’s one of the best ways. Those Benjamin’s touch my soul in a way that I’ve never been able to understand. I can only articulate it by the emotion it evokes into me.

When I think about them, I feel happy. It puts a smile on my face. When I fantasize about them, my cunt becomes soaking wet. And bluntly, all I want to do is roll around in them naked. When you give them to me, all I want to do is breathe them in.  It only feels right to spend them like the world’s biggest shopping spree. For some people it’s the air they breathe. For me, it’s those Benjamin’s. The way they make me feel brings me so many mixed emotions to my tippy tongue, I can’t seem to get enough. I don’t want to ever get enough. It’s my way to exist, to be, and to thrive.

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Dangerous

xXx Francie xXx 844-332-2639 x 208

Walking home, all alone, I was blissfully unaware that I was being followed. Skipping along the side of the road in my pleated schoolgirl skirt and knee-high stockings, the music in my ears was all I could think about. I didn’t consider the fact that my white cotton panties showed every time I kicked my knees up to skip or how dangerous it was to be unaware.

I think it was when I stepped onto my porch, that first step, that I realized something was off. A sixth sense kicked in as I pushed the key into the door. Much too late, however, to save me from the dangerous man who had followed me home.

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Naomi 844-332-2639 ext 216

You fucking read that right.  You’re going to sit your little dick pathetic ass down in that chair and shut your mouth.  Neither of us wants to hear you say one single word.  I’m going to fuck your wife cause I can do it better than you.  She’s told me all about how that little dick never pleasures her.  You’re selfish with that tiny prick.  Real men make sure their wives get off first.  So, you’re going to sit there quietly like a good boy and watch as I take care of your wife’s needs.  I’m going to eat her wonderful pussy and pound her with my strap-on.  You’re going to listen to her scream in pleasure for me.

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