Been thinking a lot about diapers lately...
There are so many reasons they appeal to me and they are hard to pin down. There's of course the obvious tie in of omorashi....my dom forcing me to drink to capacity and then telling me to get dressed because we're going out. Me begging that I need to use the bathroom before we go or I'll have an accident. Telling him I don't want to embarrass myself in public. My dom pulling out a thick, fluffy diaper, and telling me that he already planned for that. The diaper will make sure no one else knows about my accident. I'm bright red and humiliated, insisting that I don't want to wear it. Telling him I can be good. Him pushing me down onto my knees, then my back, then sliding my legs apart, pressing meanly on my full bladder.
"I know you'll be good, baby. This is just so no one else sees what's meant for just me."
And of course, I can't say no to him. My tdick is already plumping up from how he looks at me as he pulls down my boxers and slides the diaper underneath me. He gives me a few quick jerks just to hear me whine and then tapes the soft padding up. He presses the palm of his hand right over my pussy and laughs as I whine and arch into his touch, unable to feel anything through the diaper.
He takes me to dinner. He orders us a bottle of wine, an appetizer, and my food. I'm wiggling in my seat from how the alcohol goes right through me, but he seats me with a hard look when I try to get up. I guess the bathroom is still off limits. Dinner drags on forever, with him softly encouraging me to finish the bottle of wine that we're splitting, and then encouraging even more water as he orders us dessert. Squirming in my seat to only brings his flushed gaze to me, and rubs the diaper against my dick, working me up further.
When he finally pays the bill and takes me to the car, my knees feel weak. My bladder is full to bursting and I can't focus on anything he's saying. The seatbelt puts more pressure on my bladder and I whine softly. If I can just make it home...I squeal when he reaches over and presses down on my bladder.
"You look like you're hurting, baby. You look desperate. I thought you were going to piss yourself during dinner." I let out a garbled moan and try to get away from his hand as it rubs circles on my lower abdomen. The car is still in park. A little bit of pee spurts out and I sob, feeling the little bit of warmth spread all over my pussy. The diaper soaks it up but keeps it close to me and I try to grind down for friction on my clit but it just presses his hand harder into my bladder.
"C'mon baby, you know you want to. Be a good boy and piss yourself for me. The diaper will keep you from making a mess in Sir's car."
And my Dom's command is enough to convince my body to let go. Warmth floods my diaper, making the flow come stronger and faster. It moves towards my ass, hissing against the diaper 's padding. His hand has slid between my legs to feel my diaper swell as I piss myself for him and he grinds the wet padding up into my clit, making me moan and hump his hand as the last of the stream peters out.
I'm still limp in the passenger seat, panting for breath as I come down from pissing myself in a diaper for my Dom. My dick is incredibly hard and I can feel my pussy throb. He leans over and growls right into my ear:
"Let's see how many more accidents that diaper can hold."