Dad’s Little Diaper Baby My Name Is O

your lashes flutter, a sleepy little whimper spilling from your lips, but your body greets me before your mind does. hips tilting up, thighs trembling, instinctively inviting me to keep going

"good morning, sweetheart," i murmur against your ear, my hands smoothing over your waist, your ribs, gripping your thighs as i drag you closer. "go on, stretch out for me."

a slow, deep thrust, pulling another gasp from your lips, your muscles tensing as pleasure jolts through your still-heavy limbs. your fingers clutch at the sheets, barely aware, barely awake, but already melting under me

"feels good, doesn't it ?" i tease, watching you struggle to form words, to do anything but take what i give you

you don’t answer. you needn't. the way your body opens up for me, the way you shudder and whimper and let me fuck you back awake. that’s answer enough

"that's my good girl," i chuckle, dragging my teeth over your throat, feeling the way you tremble beneath me

I will decide your sleep schedule, what and when you eat, so that you won't forget to take care of your health.

I will decide where we go and what we do, so you only have to relax and enjoy.

I will decide what you wear, and give you codes. Code 1 for slutty, 2 for sexy, 3 for classy. I will tell you which code you'll need for every day and for every occasion. You will only deal with the best part: having fun shopping according to My preferences.

I will decide how you speak, how you refer to Me, how you refer to yourself, what tone and choice of words you use.

I will decide what you think, how you feel, and your opinions about everything, including your own life and memories.

I will decide how you act, how you move, how you walk and how you present yourself to Me.

I will decide what housework and chores you take care of, and what exercice routine you follow.

I will decide when you're free to watch your favorite shows and pursue your hobbies, after I've approved of them.

I will decide how you edge, what will turn you on from now on, what mantras you'll repeat daily, how you train your holes for Me, and what porn you watch.

I will decide how you serve Me, cook for Me, help Me relax, show off and dance for Me, entertain Me, humiliate yourself for Me, soothe Me, be cute and silly for Me, and how you suck My cock and take it in every last one of your holes.

I will decide how I punish you, praise you, train you, discipline you, reward you and encourage you.

I will decide what slave you are for Me each day; the bimbo fucktoy, the cute soothing puppy, the worthless cumrag, the abuse whore, the cum dump, the leashed pet, the housewife, the slutty maid, the club hoe, or Daddy's girl.

I will decide everything.

I will decide, so you can be free.

Free of the worries and stress and responsibilities you never should've had as a woman.

Free to be happy, and horny, and silly, and fulfilled.

✨ Level 1: drippy baby - you edge for awhile each time you want to cum~ you watch your usual porn. it feels so good! maybe it's getting a little longer each time? there's just no way you could go overnight! unless...

✨ Level 2: perverted prince/ss - you like how needy you're starting to get 💕 your taste in porn is getting a little more degrading...anytime you think about it during the day, your clit/dick starts throbbing. just one more day, and then you'll cum. probably...

✨ Level 3: depraved darling - you're starting to crave...permission 💗 you're edging to edging porn now, scrolling through denial tumblr. you've found yourself trying to look dumb and sexy when you edge, spreading your legs more, maybe sticking your tongue out. you've even submitted a few anon asks or texted your partner begging permission to cum. sometimes you cum anyway, other times you wait. it feels good to get permission, but it's scary: sometimes it feels better to be told no...

✨ Level 4: gooning goner - you don't know if you want permission anymore 💋 it's been weeks now. are you even still keeping count? you're edging to porn of other people cumming. your holes/dick are constantly leaking, and it's getting too easy to start with "just one edge" and wake up to find hours have gone by. when you cum or ruin without permission, you start begging to be punished. mantras are constantly running through your head, even when you're not edging: good toys don't cum. wetter is better.

✨ Level 5: needy numbskull - you've lost the ability to cum without permission~ you're edging to recordings of people being degraded and punished. you feel so vulnerable and impressionable all the time; it makes you scared even as it makes you feel aroused. it's hard to think even when you're not edging. the mantras in your head are starting to change: my orgasms don't belong to me. i'm more useful when i'm denied.

✨ Level 6: addicted doll - you stop thinking about cumming at all; you stop thinking about whether you should worry about how dumb you're starting to get. you strip naked and kneel every time you edge, tongue out and drooling, feeling only vague embarrassment. you edge to porn of yourself being punished for ruining without permission, or being forced to ruin. there are still certain things you won't do, even for the chance to cum, but you debase yourself almost voluntarily for your betters now🧡

Hi Anon, thank you for your question. Apologies for taking awhile to respond.

Your question is a good one, and I think it's important to consider what 'punishment' means in the context of your dynamic.

Is a punishment meant to correct a certain behavior the sub is trying to stop? Is it a way to keep the sub in line and well behaved? Is it a form of training? Is it just a fun play session? Essentially, you should ask yourself and your sub what function the punishment should serve in your dynamic. Most importantly, ask your sub, what sorts of things would they like to be punished for?

If a punishment is just a play session which is not disciplinary or a correction of the sub's behavior, it sounds like what you're really talking about is a "funishment" which you can just as easily give out as a reward for good behavior, even or just for fun. Punishments don't have to exist to correct the sub's behavior, they can just be fun play within the dynamic. They can even be flipped and given out as rewards for good behavior. Overstimulation, for instance, is a great punishment, but it's also a great reward, you just have to adjust how you frame it to your sub.

If you want to actually punish a sub because of something they did (or didn't do) an easy option is just adding a maintenance punishment to your routine at a regular interval (each week or month would be my suggestion). They get their punishment at a normal time no matter what, and you can increase or decrease the intensity based on how they've been doing for you.

Another option is to give your sub a kinky task that you both know is impossible for them for instance:

"Hold this vibe on yourself but don't cum," "let me throat fuck you with this dildo, but don't you dare gag" "take this spanking without flinching or moving" "stretch your hole with thia dildo but stay completely silent"

When your sub inevitably fails their task, you can gleefully punish them. If they manage to succeed, just give them a task that's actually impossible. This works especially well if you gamify these tasks. Frame them as a "challenge" that your sub is unlikely to complete, but if they do, maybe they earn a reward.

Corner Store :)

Who goes to the corner store at 1 am?

I do.

And who's too dumb to think of putting some less revealing clothes?

I am.

I was lying in bed really faded and completely mind broken after playing with my cunt for hours instead of going to sleep. Nonetheless I realized I was a little hungry but there was nothing I wanted to eat in my house, so after my body calmed down I cleaned myself up and put some clothes on so I could go out. If it were any other time I would've put on joggers and a comfortable sweatshirt, but my mind was over taken.

I wasn't looking to blend in, I wanted to be gawked at like a piece of meat, at least subconciously. I pulled out a cropped pink hoodie with black stars all over it and the shortest skirt I could find (it barely covered my ass)

And for the finishing touches I hoisted my thong straps above the waistband of my skirt and smiled at the outfit I'd created.

"perfect"

The walk to the corner store was quiet...eerily quiet, I just pushed it to the back of my mind and focused on my goal right now.

"get fucked- I mean get some snacks...obviously...I just came out here for snacks"

I start scanning the aisle in the hopes of something catching my eye...when I stand there I realize the lone worker managing the store had been following me, I averted my eyes and just walked down another way because there was no way I was confronting him about it. I was the most scared when I stood back up from bending down to grab a drink from the freezers...I turned back to see a glimpse of him...

"he was looking at my ass" I thought, and suddenly got self concious and tried to turn around and cover it by putting my hands behind my back. I just gave up and went to pay. No words were exchanged between us since I was pretty sure he knew I was aware of what he was doing. When it came time to pay I realized...

"shit I forgot my wallet...I come here all the time would it be too much to ask if I could pay later?"

Would he reason with me...probably not. So I was getting discouraged before I even heard his answer and then that's when his words echoed through me...like a perfectly placed opportunity.

"There's another way you can pay...it's nastier but you don't seem like any stranger to that."

How could he just assume that about me...then I remebered how I was dressed... I had to admit his observation was quite fair.

I put up a little fight but it wasn't long before I was behind the store counter on my knees, legs spread a little bit and using all that knowlege from hypno vides, porn, and practicing on my dildo from home on how to suck him off.

"god you desperate bitches really do it the best eh?”

"keep it going I want to feel my cock hitting the back of your throat."

were all things he said, and I won't lie it only turned me on. I wanted to please him more and didn't care if I had to be a stupid fuck toy to do it. Once that was over with he pulls me up by my hair, not caring how much it hurt me in anyway and bent me over the counter.

I couldn't help but squirm over all the tugging of my thong and what it was doing to my overstimulated cunt, it hurt really bad and whenever I got too loud his rough hand came down harshly on my as…he had no mercy. That was only the beginning though, I started losing it when he went to fuck my ass, it hurt so bad and he went in and out as he pleased with no such warnings.

For that two hours he owned me.

He did everything in his power to make things as painful as possible and put off his cumming because the deal was...

"I'll let you walk out of here as long as I get to cum."

I'd be lying if I said I wasn't asking him for more by that time though, when he'd finally came he crouched down to watch his milky essence drip from my once tight little asshole down to my pussy, of course I gave it a taste after that and shoved some into my pussy for him.

"your such a good slut, and see what'll happen if you try to forget your wallet again, I'll have you crying and drinking my piss...get out of here."

It gives you anxiety, you over-think everything, and in the end you always just do whatever you think other people want you to do because you're so scared of anyone ever being upset with you.

You spend every day of your life fantasizing about some fairy tale scenario where someone comes into your life and takes away all your choices and decides everything for you.