Princess Olivia

Not really a story but here’s a super embarrassing photo. Let’s just say... my tummy felt so much better after.😅

A while back I talked about making a diaper audio…. And here is my first attempt! 

I hope you enjoy the experience of wetting your pants in front of me - when it’s not the first time.

Yesterday we reached over 5000 followers! Therefore, we have made a competition where we give away a package of BettterDry diapers you can choose size between medium or large. We pay the shipping to you and sends discreetly! TO ALL COUNTRIES! You must be 18 years old or older to enter this contest! All you have to do is REBLOG THIS and FOLLOW US on tumblr! We will present the winner on October 30 2019 on our tumblr!

“Nanny, it feels like you’re *inside* me all day!”

That’s what my little one said to me last week to describe the large butt plug that I put in his bottom before diapering him for the day.

A butt plug is an excellent tool for all diaper dominants. I highly recommend you at least experiment with plugging your submissive’s bottom while they’re diapered.

By keeping your submissive’s bottom filled with a rubber shaft all day, you’re making a significant psychological and physiological impact on your submissive in three ways:

1) You’re asserting tremendous physiological and psychological dominance from the moment of insertion.

By keeping your bottom from being able to ‘close’ their hole all day, it’s akin to having your fingers in their bottom all day.

Their inability to do something as simple and basic as squeeze their butthole closed will be consciously and subconsciously interpreted by your little as a profound act of incessant trespass over their most intimate area, and will do a great deal to psychologically regress your submissive and help them accept your 24/7 dominance over them.

2) A method of incontinence Training.

By consistently inserting progressively wider butt plugs into your submissive over a period of weeks, (I’ve seen great results by enforcing butt plug compliance 12-18 hours per day, every day), you’ll be stretching out your submissive’s bottom, and making it harder for them to hold their bowel movements at all while no longer plugged.

By slowly stretching out their sphincter over a long period of time, you’ll soon erode their fecal incontinence entirely, making them totally diaper dependent. (And dependent on you changing them, of course!)

Further, large plugs put pressure on a submissive’s bladder as well, also assisting with the task of urinary incontinence / wet diaper compliance.

3) A method of enhancing the impact of your diapered submissive’s diaper BM’s.

“Mommy, I’m trying to make a pushy, but it won’t come out!”

That’s what my submissive said to me when I saw his tell-tale squatting in the corner after lunch, indicating he was finally trying to make a poopy diaper for Mommy to change.

I knew this would be happening sooner rather then later, as my submissive had gotten pretty backed up from holding his poopies for a few days because he was, “Too embarrassed to make a poopy in front of Mommy.” (I know — very naughty on his part!)

When I changed his wet diaper that morning, I had manually inserted several fleet suppositories into his bottom, then inserted a very large, long butt plug to push and hold them all in.

That way I knew he wouldn’t be immediately pushing out the suppositories before they did the work they needed to stimulate a very full and messy movement!

The first time he began to try and push the rubber intruder out, he discovered that the diaper I had so tightly wrapped him in prevented it from coming out!

That is, no matter how hard he squated and grunted and pushed, no matter how bad he had to go, no matter how loud his bowels grumbled and roared from the medicines I put in him, he couldn’t achieve the sweet relief of pushing his poopy into his diapers.

That is, until finally, after hours of grunting and sweating and begging for ‘Mommy to let him make his poopies in his diap-y’, I loosened his diaper enough to give him the space in the seat of his diaper enough to allow him to finally push the massive plug out of his bottom, along with a huge, messy, stinky load into his white, crinkly diaper for mommy to change.

And I did change that poppy diaper, of course. But only after pushing his plug back in and making him sit in his smelly mess through lunch. 😉

I think he’s learned his lesson. I don’t think he’ll be trying to hold his poopies anymore after that. 😈

____

Did you enjoy this naughty little diaper domination tip from Nanny?

You can read a ton more techniques, tips and tricks in my book-length guide:

101 Diaper Punishments: 101 Wet, Messy and Humiliating Ways to Regress and Dominate your Little.

Get it on Amazon now!

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07KXSPZQG

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. ;)

I heard her upstairs putting away the groceries, I thought I was safe, that she’d stay upstairs while I got cleaned up. But shortly after I heard the refrigerator door close I heard the basement door open and her footsteps coming down the stairs.

“Where’s my stinky boy?” She said with an air of false sympathy. She got to the bottom step and paused, hands on her hips. She saw me still standing, knees bent, legs apart, hiding my face behind my teddy bear, trying not to move, trying not to worsen the mess I’d already made.

“Uh oh….” Her voice slightly deepening as she slowly walked towards me. I knew she wanted to see my face and make me admit what I did. She never missed an opportunity to turn me all shades of red. As she approached I could feel my pulse intensify. I was ready to say whatever I had to say to get this humiliation over with as quickly as possible.

She gently pushed my stuffy away from my face and took my chin in her hand and lifted my face to meet hers.

“What happened here sweetie?” She said as she reached her other hand around me to firmly pat my bottom. I cringed and flinched, but I knew it would be over soon, “It was an accident…”

“I can see that baby boy… or smell it rather…” The smirk on her face intensified my shame. She turned and walked a few paces away from me and for a moment I thought my punishment was finished. But she kneeled down and started clearing a spot on the floor where I’d been playing with legos. She lightly patted the spot she’d cleared and said, “Do you wanna show me what you were building over here kiddo?”

I was confused, what was she doing? She knows what I did, I needed a diaper change! Why did she care about the stupid legos?

The realization of her intentions suddenly hit me and I started to panic a little, as she started walking back towards me. Before I knew it, she held my wrist firmly in her hand and was guiding me over to the spot.

“Come on kiddo! Lets see what you’ve got built here!” She said as she started to kneel down, my wrist still in her grasp, forcing me to squat. I instinctively dropped to both knees when I was low enough and stabilized myself with the hand that was still holding my teddy.

“Why don’t you sit down and show mommy what you were making huh?”

My ears were ringing I was so nervous, full panic mode. Oh please don’t make me do this I thought. I remember wishing she wasn’t so attractive, I felt like she was wearing a low cut top just to drive me even more crazy, and the workout shorts… well not much was left to my imagination. I felt my tiny penis strain against its plastic chastity cage in spite of my overwhelming shame. By now her smirk had turned into a full devilish grin and she was directly in front of me.

“I uhh… I umm… mommy I… mommy can we…” I couldn’t even form a coherent thought, let alone think of a way out of this situation.

“Stop stuttering sweetie, use your words.” Her eye contact was relentless, I felt like she was looking right through me. It was too much to reciprocate.

“I need a diaper change mommy.” The words dumped out of me, like they came from someone else.

“You’ll get a change when I think you need a change little one, now sit down and show mommy what you’ve been working on mister!” There was a sternness in her voice now that frightened me a little. I had a feeling she wouldn’t take “no” for an answer, but I had to try, this was just too humiliating to accept lying down, I knew I’d it later regret it if I didn’t try something. I began to get off my knees to get my feet under me, maybe I could stand up and at least distract her.

Before I could stand she put her hands on my shoulders and stopped me from getting up any further.

“Sweetie, we’re not going anywhere until you do what I told you to do. Now sit down!” The tone of her voice was enough to make me realize she was dead serious. Before I could decide for myself how this would happen, I felt her pressing down on my shoulders as I caught myself leaning back on both hands.

My saggy diaper was now inches from the floor, she moved her right hand from my shoulder down to the front of my diaper. In any other situation, I would have expected this to mean some special attention down there, and my hips thrust into her hand instinctively. She responded with gentle but firm pressure, causing my tiny member to throb even harder in its cage, but I realized my bottom was getting closer to the floor.

She paused just as my diaper made contact with the carpet, I whimpered and finally made eye contact while giving my last thrust of resistance, almost as if to say “please no…”

“Shhhh…. it’s okay sweetie, be a good boy for mommy.” She continued to press down “Aww there you go baby boy!” I wasn’t prepared for what I felt. The mess was much bigger than I thought as it spread slowly outwards towards the front and back of my diaper. Shame washed over me and my face was burning with embarrassment. The thick mush spreading was sensory overload, moving into every crevasse of my underside. My tiny penis had now grown to fill all usable space of the already small chastity tube, and was begging for more. I groaned and whimpered again as mommy’s hand continued to apply pressure to the front of my diaper, which caused me to fully come to rest on my bottom, there was no space left uncovered in my diaper by my mess. It felt like I was sitting but the shifting yuckyness made me unsure of my seating.

I let out a few tears as I brought my teddy up to my face again. Mommy then started to massage where her hand already was on my diaper. She knew I couldn’t help but grind back against her hand. I heard her giggle a bit, surely relishing in my abject humiliation, which in turn only made me cringe all the more, yet the inner turmoil seemed to only burn hotter.

“You are such a good boy sweetie…” She leaned in and whispered into my ear. I could feel her warmth and smell her perfume, in sharp contrast to my now pungent odor. “Lets go get you cleaned up kiddo.”

I watched her stand in front of me, again her perfect figure reminding me of how unattainable she was, in spite of her being my wife. She reached out with both hands and helped me to my feet. As soon as I had steadied myself I was greeted with one more firm smack on my butt, causing me to whimper once again.

As you guys clearly know by now, Alex spends a lot of his time in diapers - and is denied orgasm a lot of the time as well. This particular stretch, Alex had been denied an orgasm for over four weeks. We’d been using the chastity devices on-and-off during those weeks - with him being taped into diapers much-more-often than usual. Not only that, but I was having a lot of fun with the retape-ability of the Tykables dips, so he was regularly pulled out of his diaper, edged with lubricant, forced to get me off, and then taped right back into his wet (and now chilly) diaper. I’m not mean at all. ;)

After a couple of weeks of that, I’m sure he was willing to do anything possible to get an orgasm. Lucky for him, one night before bed, I slipped into bed entirely naked and pressed myself up against him. He had the work the next morning, but I knew he wouldn’t turn down the opportunity for play, and sure enough, he cuddled up against me. At this point, he was wearing his bedtime diaper. We were laying in the bed, spooning, with me behind him and pressing my chest up against his back. I slid my fingers along his body, teasing his skin, and listening to his nice, soft moans. I started off nicely by sliding my fingers over his thin diaper, pressing the fabric into his somewhat-noticeable erection. He wasn’t wearing a chastity cage that night, and the diaper was starting to get a bit tented as I played with him. I spent quite a bit of time just teasing him like that - including nibbling on his neck from behind, gently running my fingertips down his back, and whispering into his ear about how I held all of the control. I’d be making the decision whether he’s earn the chance to orgasm or not - and he knew it. Silly boy that he is, that probably turned him on even more.

The teasing continued until I decided to untape his diaper. With the diaper untaped, it fell against the bed and left his cock fully available for playing. I’m sure the cool air made it extremely noticeable to him - as well as the lack of pressure from the diaper’s tightness - but I decided to tease him further by avoiding touching or even bumping up against his cock. He only received the soft touch of the sheets on top of us - and nothing from me. I gently stroked his inner thighs, ran my fingers up his stomach, and lightly played with his nipples, but I ignored his cock entirely.

With this bit of teasing out of the way, I pulled my arm off his body and reached into the nightstand. I tore off the wrapper of the condom, and I used as light of touch as possible to roll it down onto his length. His breathing was pretty heavy now, and I’m sure he was imagining what was about to happen. The diaper was still caught between his legs - a further reminder of his place in this interaction.

Once the condom was on, I continued a bit more teasing, but it wasn’t long until I rolled onto my back on the bed. With a soft whisper into his ear, I told him that he’d get to fuck me tonight. That certainly put a bit of hurry in him as he rolled over on top of me, breathing heavily into my ear. He was obviously pretty aroused at this point as the tip of him poked up against my thighs. In fact, he was probably a bit too aroused as he was failing pretty miserably at actually penetrating.

I chastised him for taking so long, and I reached a hand between us to guide him into me. I grasped my hand firmly around his erection, and I began to pull to help guide him into the proper spot for some hot sex.

“Oh god, I’m sorry. I can’t - ” he gasped.

Unfortunately, that’s all it took. Within a second and a single stroke, he was moaning loudly in my ear as he came in his condom. He was nowhere near getting to achieve sex, and it only took a single stroke to make him shoot his load. At this point, he collasped on top of me, breathing really heavily - quite satisfied with himself. He was blushing pretty profusely, though, and he kept whispering apologies and claiming it wasn’t his fault - that I did it to him.

I only allowed him a bit of this before some pretty verbal chastisement of his performance. He was forced to kneel between my legs and get me off with his fingers while wearing his stupid little condom, and then he was laid back onto the bed. Once there, I slipped the diaper under him. I removed the condom, dumped the contents onto the inside of the diaper as punishment, and taped him into the diaper for bed.

And of course, I told him his chastity would last even longer next time as punishment. ;)