Right Mr James before I gas you I just need to test the strength of it. You know what’s going to happen next?

Hmm this is nitrous oxide. Initially a 30:70 mix for you.

It will be a very gentle ride

And then I will gradually increase the strength to 40:60 and then 50:50

I think you are probably a bit of a lightweight so I expect you will probably drift off to sleep at that point.

I wouldn’t! I love this stuff. I am already inhaling here at 60:40

But before I make the gas a little bit stronger I need to stop.

Because 70:30 nix would make me feel a little Disassociated

I will just take one final breath then it’s your turn. You breathe the gas, for a while and gently drift off to sleep. I will add some sevoflurane to knock you out and a little drop or two of propofol. And whilst you sleep soundly we will make the appropriate alterations s to your bladder and bowels to make you fully and irreversibly incontinent

I will be right here when you wake up to give you your very first diaper change. But before then, one kast chance to change your mind Mr James? No? Ok let’s start. Now when I tell you to, I want you to take a nice long deep breathe in. I want you to do exactly what I tell you

He spent the entire weekend nicely diapered. As soon as he got home from work on Friday, I met him at the door, and I demanded he strip as soon as he walked in the threshold of the house. He was then put into a diaper and onesie, and he spent the rest of his evening diapered up like a good little boy. When I was particularly bored or when the urge struck me, I was happy to gently stroke him through his diaper - or just rub his getting-wetter diaper up against his body. I always have to stop pretty quickly though - it’ll easily make him cum in seconds.

He had multiple diaper changes that night, and like is required, he was put to bed in a fresh diaper for sleeping. In the morning, he woke up, he went to the gym, and as soon as he was showered, it was back to a diaper for him! I was generally enjoying all of the diaper time - and all of the teasing and denial I was giving him. ;) Plus, as I always tell him, there’s just “so” many diapers around the house, and it’s his responsibility to wear them all. He doesn’t want to shirk his responsibilities. ;)

Early in the afternoon, after he’d had time to digest lunch, he was told to gather a list of supplies and sit out on the living room floor. After his last wetting, it seemed like his diaper would need a change soon, and I wanted to take advantage of its thickness. I snuck into the bedroom, slipped on my strap-on cock and harness under my long maxi dress, and came out into the bedroom. It’s a pretty noticeable dildo, so the tent in my dress was very instantly-exposed. He was a much more compliant play partner from that point forward - as the sickness had kept us from any pegging play for weeks.

Still clad in his thick, wet diaper (which was pretty close to the point of needing a change), I told him to lay up on a piece of sex furniture that would present his dippy butt to me. He did, and I enjoyed massaging the full Lil Monsters diaper on his body. You guys have seen exactly how much I enjoy it - and how I do it - on videos on here. I grinded the fullness of the diaper into his body and enjoyed bouncing the thickness and the heft so it would rub against his most sensitive areas. It’s always surprising how full and heavy these wet diapers can get!

I was having a great time. I’d press the wet, thick diaper up against his cock and tease him about it. It was definitely dry when I put it on him - why did he have to ruin it and piss on it? It was nice and clean when I first touched it. I love teasing him, and I enjoyed taking him to the brink of orgasm - and then ceasing all stimulation. Over and over again, I tortured him. ;)

Once I’d edged him five or ten times just with the feeling of the diaper rubbing against his cock. From there, I pulled a bundle of rope out of my bag and tied up a basic chest harness around his chest (and the lacey bra he happened to be wearing that afternoon). From there, his ankle was tied up tightly against his thigh - and both the thigh and his ankle were anchored to the chest harness. The process was slowly and sensually repeated on the other leg - essentially “spreading his legs” for me and my strap-on harness and cock. ;)

Now he was nicely and full bound in rope, but he was still wearing his full Lil Monsters diaper. I took the chance to tease him - and edge him! - even more. After even more teasing, I slowly untaped the tapes to his diaper - in-between caresses to the full bulge between his legs. With painstaking slowness, the tightness of the diaper began to loosen with each tape. This continued until the end - where the full diaper flopped out beneath him, instantly revealing his erection and butt to me.

I didn’t waste much time then. I squeezed out some lube onto my strap-on cock, and I made him watch as I stroked myself to cover its entire, thick length. Another squeeze of lube was used to cover my fingers as I gently lubed him up and slid some fingers in for a bit of fun. Just another level of teasing adding onto his waist - and making the torment even more fun.

Once my fingers were out, they were quickly replaced with something larger, and I slowly slipped my silicone cock in - inch by inch - letting his body get used to the huge size. I took the chance to remind him about how he was getting pegged right on top of his wet diaper, and I watched his cock twitch with the reminder.

After the length was entirely slid inside him, I started with slow, teasing strokes, taking the time to gently stroke his cock to the edge before dropping it - over and over. I had no plans to let him cum quite so easily - this was all about keeping him on the edge for as long as I wanted him to be there.

Twenty minutes later, and my cock was still pounding him into his wet diaper as I’d tease his cock every few minutes to the point of orgasm. At this point, he was pretty much begging to cum, and I was (honestly!) getting a bit wornout from all of the pegging too. With no warning, I sped up the thrusting, and gripped his cock firmly. Within seconds, we both were cumming.

Afterwards, I pulled out and cuddled with him and told him what a good job he did as my personal sex toy. ;) He then was instructed to shower, and as soon as he was out of the shower, I was standing there with another dry diaper to change him into.

Just an average day of being my little diaper boytoy. ;)

It prohibits access to her own sex (although she can not reach it anyway due to the mittens and cuffs) and at the same time invades it with squirming motions that presses in the most intimate places as she moves. 

She has no way of sitting or kneeling as the bar hits the floor and presses even deeper into her. If it is long enough it will hit the cervix, and that HURTS. The only thing she can do is lean against something for support at best.

With each move the chains connected to her ankles will pull the bar in different directions, and as the pivot point is in the crotch shield each pull below will be translated in an equal push in the opposite direction above the shield… that is inside her!

As the walk is an alternating movement, the bar itself will also shift back and forth, so as soon as she move, the insert moves. It is impossible to not get wet during such a circumstance. Even the most stubborn mind will have to give in to the body’s natural lubrication, and when that starts… the arousal is already coming. 

Even with the movement inside it is unlikely to be enough to get over the edge, at least not easily. So it will only be frustrating in more than one way, with no hope of orgasming despite the intrusion between the legs.

Add to all of this that the corset restricts the breathing a bit, and that there is no way to see a thing with the hood securely in place. Not to mention how useless the hands are. She can move, but to what use? Without possibility to see where she is going it is a huge risk to take, even though the movement will turn up the arousal too. But what if she trips and fall?

The sharp eye might notice the use of a vibrator tucked in under the shield to further enhance the frustration. It is out of control, possibly low enough to only tease and leave her starving for more. And there are also padlocks to make sure the chains and cuffs that connects to the inhibitor bar can not be removed by someone else.

The final questions are why this is so incredibly erotic in all its horrid evilness, and why it despite its violating nature and the hate relationship to it is something that haunts the mind and comes back as a need to experience again… and again… and again…