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“Baby you know your peeny is too small for sex. Take your frillies off, get on all fours and you can have two minutes of humpies with mummy’s hand. But you won’t need that long will you?”
I want to be locked up by a really affectionate woman. Kiss me. Snuggle with me. Grope me. Make me whine and groan and be so totally needy and desperate. Just give me all the physical affection. Being with someone really physical and unable to get hard is such a great combo.
“You want to be let out of chastity? But baby, what about what mummy wants? Didn’t you tell me what mummy wants is the most important thing ever to you? Yes, you did. Now what mummy wants is for you to stay in chastity and not ask about releases again. Can you do that for me? Good boy.”
“Grown up men like getting their dicks sucked, don’t they baby? That’s right, they do. I think there’s something really sexy about seeing a pair of lips wrapped around a cock. Why don’t you come and kneel down in front of me and put your lips around my strap-on. No? You don’t want to? Don’t you want to look sexy for mummy? Yes, of course you do! You did just say that lips wrapped around a cock are sexy so put your mouth round my strap-on to show me how sexy you can be. Good boy!”
Give me a mummy who uses leaps of twisted logic to make me agree with whatever she says.
I wish I had a mummy who was keeping me locked up “just for the weekend.”
I wish I had a mummy who was going out on a date night tonight and leaving me at home tied up and listening to brainwashing tracks so I love and respect and need her more.
I want a mummy who’ll get me drooling and staring at her boobies, my hungry little mouth open and ready to suckle. As I lay down and my head is pulled into her lap I babble with excitement only for mummy to pull out a bottle and tell me I’m not ready for her boobies yet ❤️
Oh sweet boy, you have no idea how much Mummy needs you.
After a long day you're the only one who can help.
I crave your grabby hands reaching for me as soon as I walk in the door, I'm exhausted and drained.
Soothe my busy mind and tired body- it's your job to make Mummy happy at the end of the day.
I want to feel your mouth all over me, pleasuring me in a way that only my boy can do...
I want that beautiful face nustled between my legs where it belongs... feeling your cheek pressed up against my thigh as you kiss me slowly, fully belonging to me.
I need to feel each gentle suck and flick of your tongue, as you please me- pushing your fingers deep inside...feeling my hips start to buck and the pressure start to build...
"...I'm so proud of you baby..."
That's it beautiful boy, do your best to make Mummy moan, you're the bestest at helping- such a keen bean to please...I love that...
You're the bestest...
And when I'm satisfied, and only then, I'll pull you up to snuggle beside me in bed, you're sleepy-
"Oh sweetie, I can feel how hard tasting me has made you"
You haphazardly attempt to grind against my thigh.
"Even through all that padding! Such enthusiasm for Mummy!" 🥲
Your eyes are heavy, you're fighting it- I can tell...
"Let's put your dummy in—"
I giggle
"—You look so pretty with my juice all over your face"
I lower my hand to your hip and pull open the tab on your diapee, slipping my hand in, pulling you towards me, slowly guiding you inside me... squeezing around you.
"It's so warm and wet for you. See...That feels good doesn't it.?"
You let out the softest little sigh as I wrap my arms and thighs around you simultaneously.
"Shhhhhh..."
With me gently kissing your forehead and stroking your hair you drift off to sleep, all safe and warm in Mummy's love...
"Nunight my gorgeous boy, sweet dreams..."
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"It's time to check that diapee-butt sweetie, have you made a yummy warm squishies for Mummy???..."
I whisper into his ear as I stand behind him. He's been sat there for hours...
I turn his computer chair around and pull him towards me, taking his little hands in mine, he looks up at me with those big pretty eyes...
His cheeks flush with a rosy glow as he looks away and I enjoy watching him squirm.
"but Mummmmmmy..."
He protests.
"I'm busy working!....I am a big boy!!!"
He genstures towards his computer screen and whines under his breath. I notice his voice start to break. I giggle. I love him all whimpery.
"Now sweetie, I know you're playing grown-ups, but you need a check...You've been so engrossed in that screen, I bet you haven't even noticed you needed a pee pee..."
He visibly squirms and his bottom lip starts to show...
"But I AM a big boy!!"
He huffs- frustrated- he stamps his feet.
I can't help but giggle again, but try to hide it when I notice a little frown appear on his face. It melts me.
He's so cute when he resists...
"No sweetpea, you're not a big boy, you're a baby... And you're my baby and you're wearing a diapee..." I say softly.
"Big boys don't need diapees now do they? Big boys don't need diapees because they know how to use the big boy potty..."
I gently slide a finger into the waistband of his jeans, exposing the top of his cute diapee, the soft crinkles accompanied by his pathetic little moans are the most beautiful sound...
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