Bunny

Sometimes Baby Sometimes Mommy 23 y/o NSFW Blog for ageplay and dom/sub dynamics Minors DNI

[babybunnynicki]

Thinking about Daddy ruining my perfect little cunt. Thinking about him fucking me until I’m crying from pleasure until he breeds me.

[babybunnynicki]

Why isn't your lazy baby in chasity? Maybe a stainless steel chasity belt might do some good?

I firmly believe in training your baby well enough to know what you will tolerate and what you won’t.

If my baby chooses to self pleasure I always know (because of the sticky mess the silly little one leaves in their diaper) and I can punish accordingly. My baby knows that pleasure is given with my permission and not a moment sooner.

Part of my fun as their Domme is punishing them for their mistakes. Usually after the first punishment my baby learns self restraint. Afterwards we always have a good long talk about why Mommy sets the rules and why it’s important they obey.

Giving the freedom to choose to follow your rules builds trust on both sides and strengthens your relationship with your baby.

[babybunnynicki]

CW: ABDL

“What am I going to do with you my sweet boy?” She cooed gently at the man, the condescension barely noticeable under the sickly sweet baby voice she used on him. A smile played across his lips behind his adult pacifier, reaching his eyes and creating wrinkles in the outer corners.

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It was particularly difficult for her to bring him completely into littlespace this evening, the stressors of his day clouding his mind and keeping him grounded for far too long. This particular session she had to take some of their less used measures to get him to relax into it. She started with baby talk, her voice raising a few octaves, using simple words and talking down to him. The gears continued to turn behind his eyes, and she stood, moving towards the kitchen. From there she fetched a toddlers sippy cup, the one they told their friends belonged to a niece or nephew, and filled it with juice. Returning to the couch she placed the cup in his hands and brought it to his lips. As he drank his mind started to clear, but not quite enough for her liking. She put a cartoon on the TV and turned him to face it, playing with his hair and baby talking him about the show she had put on as he finished what was left in the sippy cup.

Based on the look in his eyes, his mind was finally empty enough to accept the last step in their routine. She pulled him from his spot on the floor and laid him on the couch, pulling his shorts and boxers off in the process. Picking up the diaper she had laid out in preparation for this, she patted his hips, signaling for him to lift his bottom off of their sofa. As he lifted himself up, she settled the diaper beneath him and pressed his hips into the diaper, creating a barely audible crinkle from the plastic material beneath him. This was her favorite part of the process. The crinkle of the diaper beneath him was always enough to push him over the edge into littlespace and tonight was no exception. A serene smile played across his face, the pleasure and joy reaching his eyes as his cock stirred and started to stiffen.

She put her lips to his growing erection and placed kisses from the tip to the base off his length, pausing at his balls to suck on each one. He bucked his hips beneath her—feeling her mouth on him pushed him deeper into the headspace, knowing he wouldn’t receive the release that his now sensitive balls craved. He was always reminded that she was in control of everything he did and it was her decision whether he would get to finish that night or not (or how many times he got to finish). She pulled her mouth from his balls and took his fully erect cock into her mouth, deepthroating him and lavishing in the sensation of him twitching with need. She sucked his dick as she massaged his balls, his eyes glazing over as he cried out with pleasure from her skilled lips and tongue. She hummed happily as she took his length into the back of her throat, knowing the vibrations would bring him closer to the brink of orgasm.

His hands found the back of her head and he pulled her down harder onto his cock, trying desperately to fit his entire length into her mouth, wanting to facefuck her until he could cum down her throat. She removed his hands out of her hair and sat up, her lips making a satisfying “pop” as she pulled off of his already desperate cock. “Where have your manners gone my sweet boy? You’re not in control here, Mommy gets to decide how she wants to take care of you. Dumb babies don’t get any say in the pleasure Mommy gives them.” She sucks in a breath and releases in a heavy sigh, laying the dramatics on thick for the half diapered man laying in front of her. He nods shyly, now avoiding eye contact from the shame of what he had done. He knew better than to try to reach his release before Mommy said it was okay.

“I think I know how to punish you for thinking you could get away with a stunt like that…” Her hands reached down and secured his the tabs of his diaper. Her fingers brushed the sensitive tip over the padding, earning her a whimper from the diapered man as he tried to push his hips up to find more friction from her hands. “Wait here baby, Mommy will be right back.” His nodded and his eyes followed her as she made her way up the stairs. He heard the faint sound of a bag unzipping and her rummaging through it to find something. She returned down the stairs holding something behind her back.

“Close your eyes baby…” The sub followed her order and closed his eyes, not daring to peek at the risk of making his punishment worse than it already would be. He could hear as she set down whatever she had in her hands and listened intently as she shed her clothing, the zipper of her jeans followed by the sound of stiff denim being pulled off. Her shirt and bra followed and he felt the couch bow at the opposite end as she took her seat.

“Open your eyes for me sweet boy…” As he opened his eyes he was greeted by the most beautiful picture he could’ve imagined: his Mommy, completely naked, laying with her legs spread in front of him. His eyes found her pussy, already glistening with moisture, her breasts, perky and round, and finally her hands. In her hands was a dildo, an anal plug, a bottle of lube, and her favorite vibrator. He looked inquisitively at her, wondering how he would be punished with her favorite toys.

“You get to watch as Mommy gets herself off tonight. You can hump into your diaper as much as you want and you can cum when you’re ready but Mommy won’t be touching you until much later tonight. If you cum all over yourself Mommy won’t be cleaning you up so you’ll just need to sit in your mess until she’s ready to change you… If you get lucky enough to be changed tonight.” He nodded in her direction, he loved watching her pleasure herself and would gladly accept this punishment over a spanking any day of the week.

She skillfully coated her anal plug in lube and pushed it into her tight asshole, her hips rocking at the sensation of being filled in a place she wasn’t regularly filled. She then picked up the large dildo, the one they made together, a mold of his cock for her to use when he went away of business or out with his friends, and rubbed it against her slick pussy. His eyes widened, wishing it was his cock pressing into her instead of a toy. She pushed the entire length inside of herself, moaning at how completely filled she was. With one hand she started fucking herself with the toy and picked up her vibrator with her free hand. She switched it onto the highest setting and threw her head back when she pushed it to her sensitive clit.

The sub began rutting into his diaper, his need for friction on his aching cock growing by the second. He watched as she expertly fucked herself on full display for him, her moans growing louder as she drove herself the the brink of orgasm. He followed closely behind, humping his diaper desperately searching for release.

“Fuck baby… Mommy’s gonna cum… FUCK!” She cried out as she came, her hands pausing in place as waves of pleasure washed over her. The plug in her ass twitched up and down as her pussy clenched around the dildo, the sight of which was enough to bring him to his own orgasm, humping furiously into his diaper, filling it with a sticky mess. As she came down from her orgasm, she switched off her vibrator and pulled the dildo from her sensitive hole.

She set both down on the coffee table, leaving the plug in her ass. She watched as her sub caught his breath and brought a hand down to his still twitching cock inside of his diaper. He jumped from the sensitivity as she massaged the cum into him over the crinkly padding.

“That’s Mommy’s good boy… did you like watching Mommy get herself off in front of you?” He nodded eagerly as she chuckled. She retrieved the pacifier from the coffee table, which was previously laid out beside his now ruined diaper, and pushed it through his lips. His eyes glazed over, brain completely blank from the combination of littlespace and reaching orgasm.

[babybunnynicki]

cw: cnc, consensual sexual violence, degradation

He grins a wicked smile at her trembling form, hands already reaching to grab her by the wrists.

"No... please don't..."

"Shut the fuck up. You're my property and I get to use you when and how I want to."

Her voice drops to barely a whisper and her voice shakes with her body. "Yes sir..."

He grabs her wrists hard enough to leave bruises and drags her forward, out of the corner he backed her into. Her legs are barely strong enough to support her body and he can tell. He pulls her wrists behind her back and shoves her face forward into the bed and her legs continue to shake as she braces herself on the mattress.

She cries out in fear and he takes hold of both of her wrists with one hand and uses his free hand to grab her by her hair.

"I told you to shut the fuck up, did you not understand that?" He hisses into her ear.

"No... I'm sorry, i understood..." She writhes in pain under his touch but doesn't try to make an escape. She knows it's pointless.

"That's my good girl. Now do as you're told." He forces her face into the mattress and releases his hold on her hair. Reaching into his back pocket, he retrieves a bandana, already folded into a rectangle as makeshift rigging for her.

He tightens his grip on her wrists and uses the free hand to wrap the black bandana around them, using a pattern she won't be able to get out of when he secures the knot. Her breathing quickens but she remains quiet as she feels the material wind around her wrists. He releases his hold on her wrists, uses both hands to tighten the knot, and pulls up the skirt she's wearing, revealing her bare ass underneath.

"You little slut.. I knew you wanted this..." He pulls his arm back and lays a heavy slap on her ass, earning a whimper from the girl beneath him. As he lays his hand gently back on her ass, her body tenses in fear and anticipation of another strike. Instead he grabs a handful and kneads the spot he left a bright cherry red, she breathes a sigh of relief under him.

He reaches down and unzips his jeans, cock springing out from under the stiff fabric.

"We're gonna have some fun tonight, aren't we Little One?"

Still facedown in the mattress, she smiles her own wicked grin.

[babybunnynicki]

cw: ab/dl, md/lb, humiliation, ageplay

"What's the matter, my sweet baby?" I watched as he squirmed from his seat beneath me on the floor. The TV droned on in front of us, some YouTube video about theme parks that he wanted to watch. He looked up at me with wide eyes, resembling a deer in the headlights. But he was my baby deer.

He mumbled something under his breath and the brainless tone in his voice was obvious--though the words he tried to get out were not.

"Try again baby, Mommy can't hear you." I smiled down at him, letting him know it was okay, that I was going to take care of him. Instead of responding clearly, he looked away from me, refusing to meet my eyes. "Okay baby, I think I know what's wrong, stand up."

I tugged him off the floor to stand in front of me and placed my hand on his diaper crotch. "Oh, baby... just as I thought... you made a big mess in your diaper, didn't you?" I said, softening my tone to make myself sound condescending.

He nodded at me and hung his head in shame, bringing his hands in front of himself in an attempt to cover his sagging diaper.

"Don't get all shy with Mommy, you made the mess, you get to sit in it now baby. Come here." I turned him around and pulled him into my lap, forcing himself to sit deeper into his wet diaper. He squirmed again in my lap and whined at me, begging me without words for a change.

"No baby, Mommy will change you when she's ready, do you understand?"

He nodded at me again and turned his attention back to the TV. Meanwhile my hands found their way to his bare thighs. He flinched at my touch, having already gotten lost in the video again. Once he relaxed, my hands started making their way up his thighs to the front of his warm, wet diaper. His body tensed in anticipation of what he knew was to come and I began rubbing the front of his diaper, tracing the outline of his already growing cock.

"Look at you baby, already getting hard in that soaked diaper... that's so fucking pathetic," I hissed into his ear. He moaned in response and I continued to stroke him through the diaper.

"You're not getting a change until you make a big, sticky mess in this diaper, do you understand baby?" He nodded at me and thrust his hips harder into my hand, already completely hard.

"That's a good boy... Mommy loves you baby..."

[babybunnynicki]

pull my diaper aside and stuff a toy in me. fill my needy little cunt. make me cum in my diaper and pull the toy out and make me sit in my mess.

[babybunnynicki]

cw: ab/dl, md/lb

I watched as he paced the living room, clearly stressed out from work. His fingertips tried their hardest to rub away the dark circles under his eyes to no avail. He hadn't been sleeping much lately, even as much as I've tried to help him get day-to-day things done so he wouldn't have to worry about them when he got home after his long shifts.

His phone buzzed from its place on the coffee table alerting both of us to another message, more than likely from one of his colleagues or his boss. His raced to check his phone and I watched as his eyes quickly scanned over the notification. He came and sat beside me on the couch where I sat and read the latest book by my favorite author. I watched as he typed with a fervor; definitely a message from work.

As he sent the message away he leaned back into the couch, letting the cushions envelop him slightly. His eyes closed as he leaned his head back and he took a deep breath. I moved to straddle his lap and pushed his short hair off of his forehead. I gave him a kiss where his hair had previously laid and cupped his face, stroking his cheek gently.

"Everything okay baby?" I asked quietly, knowing the answer would be a resounding no.

"I wish... there's just so much going on and they're looking for any reason to push me out of the company. I don't know what to do anymore... I can't relax, can't eat, can't sleep..." He trailed of into thought, fingers rubbing at his dark circles yet again.

"Well... I know one way I can help you, but only if you want. Do you think you can get into your headspace right now?"

"I... I don't know, actually. Haven't tried yet..." He looked at me thoughtfully and considered his options, knowing I was willing and happy to help him. "Maybe we can try it, it couldn't hurt, right?"

"Sure baby, of course. Anything you need. Let me go get you a diaper and a pacifier and we'll hang out on the couch, okay?"

He nodded back at me and pulled a blanket towards his lap. He always got shy when he went into subspace, especially when I put him into a diaper. I can't imagine why he still got so shy around me, we've done this many times before and he still acts the same way he did when he first told me he liked being diapered.

I made my way up the stairs to his bedroom and pulled open his closet where our kink items were hidden. I pulled a crinkly diaper out of the pack and got his pacifier out, pulling off the cover and stashing it back where it belonged. As I came down the stairs I heard the unmistakable buzz from his phone, heard him pick it up and sigh once again.

I joined him on the couch and set the diaper beside me and put the pacifier on the table. I let him finish sending off his message and took his phone out of his hand before putting it on Do Not Disturb. I set it back on the table and reached for the paci. He opened his mouth in protest and before he could get any words out I pushed the paci into his mouth. He accepted it and I saw some of the stress melting away already as he started slipping into littlespace.

"Lay back for me baby, that's good..."

He did as he was told and laid back, pushing aside the blanket and pulling his legs up so he lay completely horizontally on the couch. I started for the button on his jeans and quickly undid it, followed by the zipper. Before I could begin to pull them off he grew hard. I moved the waistband of his jeans away and rubbed his quickly hardening cock through his boxers a few times. I heard him moan and push his hips into my hand and I smiled down at him.

"That's my good boy, you're doing so well for me already..." I kept one hand rubbing his cock and used the other to pull his jeans down more, giving me easier access to the bulge. He lifted his hips to help me remove his pants and I pulled them to his ankles. I sat between his legs, both of my hands now giving him attention. One stroked his length and the other massaged his balls, I wanted him as needy for me as I could get him.

My hands came off of him for a moment and he groaned in disappointment. I chuckled at him and stood, pulled his boxers down to where his jeans rested, then pulled both off of his ankles. Now fully exposed, his cock stood at attention, awaiting my touch. I adjusted so I rested on my knees between his legs again and reached up to pull the pacifier out of his mouth.

"Who's Mommy's good boy?"

"I am..."

"Good job baby... who do you belong to?"

"You Mommy..."

"Good boy... who does this cock belong to?" I asked, one hand moving down to stroke him again.

"It belongs to you Mommy..." He exhaled, unable to keep his voice steady from the pleasure.

"That's my good boy..." I pushed the pacifier into his mouth again and lowered myself to his torso, trailing kisses down from his chest to his hip bones.

I took my time, licking and biting the places I could while my other hand continued to jerk him off. I kissed around the base of his cock and he looked up at me hopefully. I lowered myself even more and licked his balls before pulling one into my mouth and increasing the speed I was stroking his cock. He moaned around his pacifier and pushed his hips up into my hand again.

When I decided he was ready I moved my lips to the base of his cock and licked from base to tip, lubricating his already leaking dick. I swirled my tongue around the head and he cried out around his pacifier, sounding desperate and grateful for the stimulation I made him crave. I spit on his cock and forced as much of it into my mouth as I could, bobbing my head a few times and running my tongue over his sensitive areas.

I pulled off of his cock and he grunted in frustration, a cry for more. I chuckled at him again and reached for the diaper, patting his hips so he would lift them for me. I looked up as he started to pout, silently begging me to finish what I started. I patted his hips again and he reluctantly lifted them as I situated the diaper beneath him.

I secured the tapes of his big crinkly diaper and rubbed his cock over the material a few times.

"Now... if you're good this whole time then MAYBE I'll let you cum. But only good boys get to cum for Mommy, do you understand?"

He nodded quickly, eyes wide in desperation.

"You're gonna be my good boy, aren't you baby..."

He again nodded and I helped him to sit up, situating him under my arm. I picked up the TV remote and put on a show for us to watch and settled in to relax with my baby.

[babybunnynicki]

My New Favorite Fuck (Part III Final Part)

Hey guys! We'll get back to normally scheduled programming shortly, but this is the final part of my first long-form story. I'm figuring out where else I should post this, if you have any suggestions please let me know!

Please enjoy the final part of this story! Thanks guys.

<3 Nicki

cw: ab/dl, incestual roleplay, cnc

We agreed to a roleplay that would allow us to partake in ageplay together, mixed with some light CNC and incest. I already loved CNC but I had never tried incest roleplay, or roleplay of any kind, honestly. The scenario we picked out was a Daddy-Daughter rape scenario, where I age-regressed into a toddler for our session.

Eventually, he asked “Why don’t you go get ready for bed?” in a low tone, implying that our previously discussed roleplay session would be starting. I was all nerves again, just the same way I was when I first walked into his living room. This was a side of myself that only two other partners had ever seen, and never during the first fuck–though, technically, this was NOT our first fuck.

I hesitated to get out of bed, but I got my legs under me and fetched my overnight bag from his foyer. Bringing it back to his bedroom, I took a diaper and a long shirt from my bag, as well as a pacifier in case he wanted to use it on me. I found his bathroom and turned on the light, facing myself in his brightly lit mirror and taking a deep breath to calm my nerves. Removing the clothes that barely covered me in the first place, I carefully pulled on the diaper and pulled my shirt down to cover it. We had discussed it all beforehand but that didn’t mean I wasn’t still scared. This was a kink that I held very close to my chest, even given how sexually open I am with the people around me. After a once over in the bathroom mirror and another deep breath, I pulled open the door and padded back to his bed, pacifier in hand.

His arms extended towards me immediately with a smile on his face, inviting me in to cuddle. I pulled the blankets over my body before moving close to him, but he wrapped his arms around me and gently kissed my forehead. It felt kind and loving and safe. I no longer felt scared of his judgment. “Hi Bunny,” he said in a tone that I’d normally register as being fake sweet but accepted happily as I started to slip into little space. I smiled dumbly up at him, knowing my eyes were completely vacant. Vacant but happy.

I pulled on his arm and he let me take it. My doe eyes found his as I pressed the pacifier into his palm and he smiled at me, removed the plastic cover on the adult-sized paci, and pushed it past my lips. I smiled gratefully up at him behind the pacifier and laid my head on his chest again, legs curled underneath me so I could sit under his arm. His hand found my hair and began stroking it softly and I nuzzled into his touch. We sat together for a few minutes, watching the TV idly as he played with my hair.

He looked down at me and tugged at the sleeve of my oversized t-shirt. “Do you want to take this off, Bunny? You can get comfortable with Daddy…” I nodded up at him and shifted to take the shirt off and place it on the bed next to us. His hand grazed my boob and I jumped slightly, showing him that I understood the roleplay that he was my Daddy and I was his Bunny. “Oh Bunny, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to… come here, let Daddy hold you.” I brushed off his “accidental” touch and snuggled back under his arm, letting his hand come back up to play with my hair. I pulled the blanket back up to cover my exposed chest and wrapped my arms around the arm he still had free. We continued to watch TV for a few more minutes before he pushed the blanket down and gestured to the shorts he had put on between our first fuck and now, “Bunny, is it okay if Daddy takes these off? It’s hot in here but I want to be able to keep cuddling you…” I looked up at him and nodded happily, anything to make sure I could continue cuddling my Daddy.

He pulled his shorts off and his boxers followed as well. I noticed that his dick, already hard, sprung up once it was free. He pulled the blanket back over his legs but left my chest uncovered. I adjusted so that my legs were over his, my knees were drawn close to my torso in an attempt to cover myself without using the blanket. Back we went, watching TV for a few more minutes as he played with my hair. His other arm pulled free from my grasp and he began rubbing from my shins to my knees, not saying a word to me. He continued like this for a few minutes before pushing my knees apart and saying, “Daddy’s cold, Bunny. Is it okay if I warm them up here?” He pushed his hand between my thighs, staying far enough away from my diaper that I happily agreed and nodded my confirmation to him. His hand gently rubbed the space between my thighs, as you would do if you were innocently trying to warm your hands. For the next few quiet minutes, he would go between rubbing my shins and pushing his hand between my thighs, each time getting just a little closer to my diapered pussy.

I found myself enjoying his idle touch more and more. When his hand would move from my shins to my knees, I’d reflexively spread my knees so he could fit his hand between them and then close them again, to keep his hand warm. On the third time I did this, his hand grazed my pussy. Again, I jumped and looked into his eyes, unsure of what to do when my Daddy accidentally pushed his hand too far down. He didn’t turn to look at me, instead, he remained focused on the TV and applied more pressure on my diaper. I tensed when his fingers, still idly touching my pussy over my diaper, found my sensitive clit. Squirming in my diaper, I felt my wetness start to soak the padding beneath me. He took notice of when I jumped and smiled down at me innocently, after all, he was my Daddy. He was only trying to keep his hands warm. It was cold in his room.

He found the spot again and adjusted himself so that he could look into my eyes more easily. I tensed every time he pressed down in just the right spot, but it felt good. It made the space in between my legs heat up and made me feel needier than I already was. Eventually, I relaxed into his touch and he continued making small circles over my clit as I moaned softly through the pacifier between my lips.

A few minutes of this passed and he took the paci out of my mouth and pulled the blanket down, exposing his hard cock to the cool room. “Here Bunny, why don’t you try this? It’s kind of like your pacifier…” My inquisitive eyes met his but I didn’t speak. I hesitated to move and he smiled. “Go ahead, Bunny. Try it. It would make Daddy so happy, and you want to make your Daddy happy, don’t you?” I mulled over his question for a brief second and decided, yes, I do want to make my Daddy happy. Pushing my weight off of him, I settled myself on my stomach between his legs and took ahold of his length. I slowly lowered my mouth to his tip and licked it before taking it into my mouth. He was right, it sort of was like using my pacifier, only much bigger, and I knew I shouldn’t use my teeth on this the way I do my paci. I took his full head into my mouth and sucked on it a few times before I started bobbing my head up and down, trying to find what movement would give me the biggest reaction. He shifted the most when I quickly bobbed my head over the rim of his tip and back down again, so I found my pace and continued trying to make my Daddy happy.

Every so often I’d glance up at him with my big doe eyes and he’d smile down at me, cooing praise in my direction and placing a loving hand on the back of my head. I decided I loved making Daddy happy, and I’d do anything to make that happen. I liked when Daddy talked nicely to me.

With one hand resting on the back of my head, I looked up at him once more, but instead of a kind smile, I found a devilish smile had come to my Daddy’s face. He pushed my little head down, forcing me to take in more of his cock than I had been. I choked and tears started forming in my eyes and he let up. I looked up at him once again and found the loving look had returned. “You’re doing such a good job, Bunny. You’re making Daddy so happy, thank you…” And with his words, my mind cleared once again and I returned to happily bobbing my head with my lips wrapped around his cock.

A few more minutes passed and Daddy pulled me up towards him again, gave me a hug, and then he stood, laying me on my back and moving me towards the side of the bed. He replaced the pacifier in my mouth and pulled my legs off the side of the bed and his hands moved to the tape securing my diaper closed. I kept my eyes on his, wondering what my Daddy was doing this time. He made quick work of undoing my diaper and pulling it out from under me, throwing it to the floor without a second glance. My legs were pushed apart and Daddy’s fingers found my pussy dripping for him. He gently pushed two fingers inside me, making me moan loudly around my pacifier. I found myself confused at what Daddy was doing now, he had never done this to me before, so once I recovered from the feeling of his fingers inside me I looked up at him and pushed myself up onto my elbows, again confused. “It’s okay Bunny, Daddy’s just checking something, it’s okay. You’re gonna make Daddy very happy, don’t you want that?” I nodded hesitantly and laid myself back down.

He pumped his fingers in and out of me a few more times, making me drop my head back and helplessly cry out at his touch, before pulling them out again. I looked up, now unhappy with the feeling of emptiness between my legs, before he pushed his cock inside me slowly and gently, giving me time to adjust around his size. I pushed myself towards him, meeting his hips when he thrust himself all the way into me.

Daddy groaned at the feeling of my tight pussy squeezing his cock and pulled it out, giving me a few more slow thrusts before speeding up his tempo and getting rougher with me. I could only squeak around my pacifier before Daddy’s thrusts started feeling too good, and my head lolled back, my mouth dropped open, and my tongue fell out, pushing my pacifier out with it. The pleasure was so immense that I could now only pant like a dog, my eyes crossing and my hands gripping his sheets helplessly again.

A few minutes passed and I found Daddy pushing my pacifier back into my mouth. “You’re doing such a good job Bunny, you’re making Daddy so happy. That’s such a good girl…” I grinned around the pacifier and let go of the sheets, taking hold of Daddy’s forearms as he clutched my hips for leverage to help him fuck me easier. “Daddy loves you, Bunny…” At this, I smiled extra big and pointed to my chest and then to him. He understood what I was telling him and smiled down at me, showering me with praise once again.

Daddy kept his pace and I heard his breathing quicken. Again, I pointed to my chest and then to his, needing more reassurance that this was making him happy. “Fuck… Daddy loves you too Bunny… You’re making Daddy feel so good… Thank you, Bunny…” He pumped his cock in and out of me for a few more minutes before I heard him grunt. “Daddy’s gonna cum, Bunny… Fuck, you’re gonna make Daddy cum…” I nodded my head quickly to tell him I wanted him to cum inside me again. He thrust harder and faster, fucking me as deeply as he could before he stopped suddenly. I again felt his balls twitching as he emptied them inside me, and my hands grasped at his hips, trying to pull him deeper. Our breathing synced as he bred my tight pussy and my back arched involuntarily.

As he came down from his orgasm he pulled my pacifier out of my mouth and planted a kiss where it had sat. “You did such a good job, Bunny, Daddy’s so proud of you.” I grinned and removed my hands from his hips, instead reaching up towards him and opening and closing them a few times, trying to signal that I wanted to be held. He slid himself out of me, making me moan again, and helped me adjust so he could come to lay down next to me. I put my head on his chest again and we spent the next few minutes silent, with only the sound of the TV in the background, as he played with my hair.

He was the first between us to speak again. “Let’s go get in the shower, okay?” I nodded silently and let him guide me to the shower where he turned the water extra hot, the way I like it, let it heat up and guided me in with him. He sat on the floor and pulled me down so I was sitting sideways in his lap. He showered me with praise as he kissed my forehead and I let my eyes fall closed with my head on his chest.

[babybunnynicki]

My New Favorite Fuck (Part II)

Hello again! This part of the story is probably the one I'm most nervous to post. I've never written smut before so this was my first try. Hope y'all enjoy it!

Again, if you have any feedback my inbox is always open.

<3 Nicki

cw: consensual bd/sm, consensual (light) sexual violence

As he laid me down, he kept his lips on mine, tongue darting in and out of my mouth as my pussy got wetter by the second. He slid one of his hands up the base of my neck and into my hair, grabbing a handful once he was palming the back of my head completely. The other hand pushed my skirt up around my waist for easier access and found the wetness between my legs, using it as a lubricant before finding my clit and massaging it in small circles. I moaned into his mouth at the new stimulation and he soon moved away from my already sensitive clit and pushed a finger inside me. We both groaned at the same time, me from the sudden and desired penetration and him from finally finding out just how tight I am.

My hands darted up to his still-clothed back and grabbed onto his shirt, unable to focus on kissing him back properly as he began to finger me roughly. I let my mouth drop open and the sound of my moans reverberated off the walls of his bedroom as he chuckled at me, donning the same devilish grin he wore when he greeted me a few minutes prior. A second finger joined the one that was already inside me and he kept his pace as my eyes rolled back and my moans got louder. His fingers expertly found my G-spot and massaged it as he pumped his fingers in and out of my tight center.

He pulled his fingers out of me and released his hold on my hair, grabbed me by the hips, and pulled me to the end of the bed. He adjusted my body until my ass hung off the bed, supported by my feet on the floor. Kneeling at the foot of his bed he pried my legs apart and laid small kisses on my inner thighs, trailing them closer to my still-throbbing clit but not making contact yet. It drove me crazy how close he could bring his kisses without giving me what I wanted from him so desperately.

The teasing continued for what felt like an eternity as I silently begged for him to make contact with any part of my pussy. I felt his tongue graze my clit and my body reacted before my mind could, hips bucking into his face for more pressure. He finally gave me what I’d been craving so badly and pressed into my sensitive bud with his tongue, making circles that progressively got smaller over the tip. I couldn’t keep my hips from bucking and he located the spot that caused the biggest reaction and added more pressure there. My head fell back as my mouth dropped open and I let him hear how good he was making me feel. “Fuck… god yes, that feels so fucking good…” I trailed off into loud moans, unable to form intelligible words with the feeling of his mouth around my clit.

When he felt like I was wet enough he stood and pulled me to my knees on the floor, my bare pussy still exposed with my skirt around my waist. He unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans and pulled his cock over the waistband of his boxers. It was larger than I expected, not that I expected him to be small (I wouldn’t have agreed to meet with him if I thought that) and I knew I’d feel sore the next morning. I obediently opened my mouth and allowed my tongue to fall out, signaling to him that I was ready to please him. He took a step towards me and I wrapped a hand around his length; my fingertips barely met. Starting from the base, I ran my tongue up his shaft, feeling how large he really was. I looked up at him through my eyelashes and smiled, hoping to mimic the same devilish grin he held. I closed my mouth around his tip and swirled my tongue over it. He groaned above me and his hand found my hair once again, pushing me just enough to get my mouth over more of his cock. I took the hint and started taking him deeper, as much of him as I thought I could take without gagging. I alternated between running my tongue from base to tip and bobbing my head up and down, taking him as deep as I could.

I felt him start to get antsy above me and he pushed my head farther onto his cock on one of my downstrokes, enough to make me cough and gag but not forcing his entire length into the back of my throat. He held me there and my eyes desperately found his face wearing a sadistic smile. I felt like I couldn’t take any more but there was no verbal way for me to communicate that with him, as he held my head firmly on his dick. I reached up and my hand met his slender pelvic bone. I tapped twice on his hip and he immediately released his hold on the back of my head and allowed me to come up for air. As I coughed, I looked up at him, hoping for praise and reassurance. The sadistic look melted into a gentle pride as he gazed down at me. “Good girl…” he purred at me, and I knew that “tapping out” might be the easiest way for me to communicate with him at some moments during the night. I smiled stupidly up at him, melting at the praise he offered, and went straight back to work on his cock. Bobbing my head up and down, pushing myself to take more of his length just to please him.

I gave my jaw a break and went to work on his balls, pulling one into my mouth and sucking while using the other hand to stroke his cock, still dripping with my spit. I looked up at him with doe eyes, trying to look as innocent as I could with my mouth around one of his balls and a hand relentlessly pumping his shaft. He cursed above me and pulled me off of him, shoving me onto his bed and pulling his jeans and boxers farther down without taking them all the way off.

I made a show of getting myself situated on the end of his bed, in the same position he ate me out in. I spread my legs slowly and one of his hands reached for his cock as the other moved to his mouth. He spit on his fingertips and dragged them slowly from my core to my clit. Taking a few small steps toward me, he pushed his cock onto my clit, rubbing up and down to tease me and get himself better lubricated. He finally pushed himself farther down, aligning himself with my wet hole and pushing himself all the way in with one stroke. My pussy convulsed around him and I was, again, shocked by his length and girth. My back arched involuntarily and I grabbed ahold of his sheets. We both gasped at the feeling of each other. It was a feeling we had both been curious about for months. We both breathed out an “Oh fuck…” before he pulled almost all the way out and slammed into me again. “Fuck… you’re so tight…” from him was met with a “Goddamn, you’re so fucking big…” from me. My hands gripped his sheets tighter, looking for some kind of anchor. He found his pace and kept fucking me roughly. It made me cry out every time he pushed all the way into me.

After a few minutes of adjusting to his relentless movements, he reached a hand down to wrap around my throat and squeezed tight. Most men who choke their women during sex don’t apply much pressure, just enough so that she feels it and can still breathe. He wasn’t just any man, he was a Dom. And a very well-educated one at that. He applied so much pressure that my breathing stopped entirely and I knew he was testing me. I put my hand on his forearm and let him continue to choke me and keep pace with his strokes. My vision started to blur and the corners darkened as I allowed him to push my boundaries farther than anyone else has ever pushed them before. I gave him a gentle double tap on his arm and he released his hold on my neck immediately. I loved how responsive he was to my needs.

Once I recovered from the choking he took hold of my hips and pulled his length out of me. “Flip over.” He instructed. Not a hint of uneasiness in his voice. I did as instructed and turned over, placing my knees on the bed and arching my back for him to gain easier entry. He again reached his fingertips to his mouth and spit on them, rubbing them from my clit to my hole, and lined himself up. He pushed himself into me, not giving me a second to adjust before pulling back out and starting to fuck me at a much faster pace. At this angle, he was constantly slamming into my G-spot and I pulled a handful of his sheets into my mouth to keep me from screaming and letting his whole apartment complex know what kind of filth we were getting into at 5:30 PM. I felt my legs start to shake under me and raised my ass higher into the air to put more of my body weight onto my torso and keep myself from collapsing.

He pulled out and pushed me forward, I collapsed face-first into the bed. “I want you to ride me.” He nearly growled as he spoke and I pushed myself up, legs still shaking, and moved so he could lay himself down beside me. I straddled his body and my hips felt the stretch as I moved to lower myself onto his cock. He was built wider than I was used to but was made of pure muscle. I lined him up and pushed all the way down, now feeling fully adjusted to his size. He groaned again under me as I started to ride him, a little slower than he would’ve preferred, I’m sure. His hands reached to the hem of my shirt and pulled it up, exposing the dainty, see-through bra I had chosen to wear for him. He pulled both over my tits and found that my nipples were pierced and pinched one between his thumb and his forefinger. My head dropped back and I started riding him faster, needing more stimulation. I moaned in time with my strokes, showing him how good he felt inside me. I leaned forward, placing my hands on his chest (again, solid muscle), and started grinding, rather than bouncing up and down on his cock. We both moaned at the new sensation and hearing his pleasure was enough to spur me to move faster, grinding on his cock so his tip hit my G-spot.

He pushed me off of him and laid me on my back once more. He pushed back inside me with almost no resistance as he had stretched me to fit perfectly around him. My hands again found his sheets as he began a brutal pace, causing my exposed tits to bounce in front of my face. One of his hands stayed firmly holding my hip, almost enough to leave a bruise and the other moved to grab one of my breasts. He took ahold of it and began roughly squeezing it in his palm. Pumping faster and harder than he ever had before, he cursed under his breath. “Fuck, I’m gonna cum… I’m gonna cum…” The thrusting stopped with his cock buried as deep inside me as it would fit and I felt his balls pulse as he bred my tight pussy. His head rolled back and then quickly forward to find my eyes as I grabbed onto his hips to hold him deep inside me as he filled me with his cum. His breathing was ragged and shallow until he finished dumping his load inside me. We both took a deep breath and I moaned as he pulled his cock out of me, suddenly feeling more empty than I had ever felt before.

As we recovered from our first fuck we both looked away to straighten our clothes. I pulled my skirt back down to cover myself and adjusted my bra and t-shirt back over my tits. He pulled his boxers and jeans back up, pulled off his t-shirt, and came to lay beside me. I finally realized that I was still wearing the boots I had arrived in, so I took a moment to pull them off and set them beside the bed before closing the gap between us and laying my head on his chest. We simultaneously laughed as I looked up at him and greeted him again. “Hi!”

“Hello, how’re you feeling?” He spoke with laughter in his voice, any trace of devilishness gone and replaced with an almost fond look.

“Good… I’m feeling really fucking good.” I was still out of breath, so my statement was punctuated with a few short pants. “How are you feeling?”

He laughed again, this time at the fact that I was still out of breath from our session. “I’m good, thank you.”

We spent the next few hours talking about nothing and everything. Getting feedback from each other and an honest review (both exceedingly positive) and laughing about shared stories. The only moments of silence were when we turned our attention to the show that was playing on his TV before diving back into a whole new topic together. I maintained physical contact with him almost the entire time, a form of reassurance for myself that he didn’t hate me.

We started to segue into a conversation about the next scenario we agreed to try. One he somehow knew was my favorite though I had only disclosed it to two other people in the entirety of my sexual history.

[babybunnynicki]

My New Favorite Fuck (Part I)

Hey everyone! Many of you voted yes on my poll from yesterday. I spent many, many, many hours typing up a story that came out to 6,500 words and was about 11 pages long. I decided I wanted to share it here, in parts so it wasn't too overwhelming to read. This is a new style of writing for me so I'm still getting comfortable with it but I loved how this one came out. It took a lot of editing and rewriting until I was happy but I knew it would be worth it in the end. I put too much effort into it to be the only person who reads it, so let me know what you think!

There is AB/DL content in this story but it falls more towards the end. I've been wanting to branch out a bit from my usual content but I promise I will still continue to publish AB/DL content like you've been seeing. This writing is smutty and it's my first attempt at writing smut, so if you have any feedback my inbox is open!

I hope you guys enjoy it, I'm planning on posting one part per day, so you'll get three to four days of new content. Thanks everyone!

<3 Nicki

My girlfriends convinced me to go clubbing with them in late November of last year. They had gone out one night and made a group of friends that went out every weekend. Everyone said that the men were hot enough and the booze was usually free, at the expense of hearing the same cringe pickup lines shouted at you over the bass. I hesitantly agreed to go, but we all knew I spent too much time at home and definitely needed a good fuck. My first few nights out with them were fine, I suppose. I found myself rolling my eyes at the men shorter than me trying to convince me to go home with them. The girls were right though, I drank for free all night, and with a little persuasion, the men who’d buy my drinks would often buy my Ubers home.

Initially, I only wore jeans and only slightly showy tops, but as the weather heated up I started wearing more and more revealing clothing to dance in. My style of dancing (grinding on my girls) and my shrinking attire attracted quite a lot of male attention, attention which I was never oblivious to but always pretended to be to maintain the guise of innocence. There was one man, however, whose attention never went unacknowledged.

We had run into each other a few times on the dance floor, he’d always look me up and down, and in return, I’d wink and blow a kiss before resuming my dancing. He was a regular at that nightclub, and I was soon to become a regular at it as well, especially knowing that my chances of seeing him would grow the more time I spent dancing there. He was exactly the kind of man you’d expect in a nightclub–if you only read Wattpad fanfiction about nightclubs like I did. I often felt like he was too dressed up for the bars; donning 3 piece suits and strutting around like he was hot shit. To be fair, I thought he was hot. Hot shit? Probably not. He was almost always the tallest man in the room, standing at somewhere around 6 feet he almost had a full foot on me. I’ve always enjoyed tall men, sexually at least. It meant they could throw me around a little easier.

This man was incredibly handsome with his chiseled features and bright white smile. He was the type to intimidate other men but make the woman he was flirting with feel like she was the only person in the room. His game was damn good, he could always have his pick of the hottest girls in the club.

As I spent more time at the club with my girls, he and I became closer. As acquaintances at first, then we’d catch the occasional dance, then friends. We both knew there was a mutual interest, but I tried my best to not let my curiosity get the best of me in our exchanges. At least not at first.

Curiously, he and I never exchanged any form of contact information even though my girls and I grew close to his friend group. We never made contact outside of the club until the week after I’d started dating a new, much more boring, man. We ended up chatting out on the sidewalk one night, a conversation about me dumping my new man to find an elderly sugar daddy so that when the sugar daddy died I could take his money and travel. He departed the club for the evening after saying goodnight to my group and I received a notification from Instagram not 30 minutes later that he had followed me. I didn’t even know he had an Instagram, he struck me more as the type to live a very quiet and private life.

He brought up the conversation via DMs while I was still in the Uber home that night and we chatted until my boyfriend noticed that I had been neglecting him since I had arrived at his place that night. I politely ended the conversation and returned my full attention to my needy boyfriend.

Several weeks later we chatted on Instagram for a while after leaving the club before I sent him my number and offered for him to call if he needed anything. This was when he and I grew closer, he’d often text after we both left, typically quite late at night and our conversations often straddled the border between friendly banter and sexting.

We came to know each other quite intimately through text, and I rather enjoyed our conversations. He and I had a lot of similar sexual interests. I figured he might be trying to use it as a manipulation tactic, showing me how similar our interests were and how we “studied” such similar things; it would make me consider how good a sexual partnership with him would be. I learned we held a similar interest in the “taboo” side of human sexuality and both were truly invested in the BDSM/kink community.

I had met many partners who were “interested” in BDSM and the dynamics within, but none of my previous sexual partners had taken the time to educate themselves on the safety or comfort aspects. He was different. I learned that he spent parts of his free time educating himself on dynamics within the community, growing his interest in many of the same things I had an interest in. Our taste ranged from the seemingly common (choking, hair pulling, biting) to the sides that were often shamed or hidden (CNC, ageplay, knives, guns). I accidentally discovered that he liked to be referred to as “sir” during one of our late-night risque conversations, and this led us to talking about our favorite honorifics, and the roles we both chose to take during sex. He disclosed that he was very dominant in the bedroom, the perfect compliment to my submissive sexual nature.

It was during one of these late-night conversations that he somehow, against my better judgment, convinced me to spend an evening with him. I knew seeing him was a bad idea; I’d get sucked in far more profoundly than I’d prefer as I always did. Yet, a few days later, I found myself parking my car a few houses down in his neighborhood, shouldering my overnight bag, and walking up to his home.

I was shaking as I approached his door. He told me he had left it cracked open so I could let myself in, but my mother would strike me down if she knew I had entered someone's home without knocking first. My mother would strike me down anyways if she had any idea what I would be getting myself up to this evening.

I knocked on the door before I pulled it open. I heard him chuckle at my knock before I saw him. Tall, muscular, and very handsome. I had never seen him dressed in anything less than a button-down shirt, but his chosen attire for the day was casual and comfortable in jeans and a t-shirt, exposing muscles that looked like the greatest artists carved them out of a block of marble. He stood in the living area, remote in hand, to change channels on the TV. I dropped my bag beside the table in the entryway and straightened my skirt.

He had requested that I wear a skirt with nothing under it for our first session together. He gave no instructions regarding my hair and makeup for this evening but mentioned that he might in future sessions. His only request for hair and makeup was to do something that made me feel confident and beautiful. I curled my hair and meticulously applied eyeshadow to give me the doe-eyed look that men seemed to love so much.

I approached him cautiously and kept my head low, a sign of dog-like submission, willing for him to take the lead in this situation as I knew he had significantly more experience than I did. Sexually I knew I could keep up but I struggled with the pleasantries that came before the action, so nerves consumed me as we came to the small talk portion of tonight's adventure.

I closed the gap between us and stood in front of him, he was tall enough that I almost had to look straight up to maintain eye contact with him. “Hi…” I rasped out, my voice shaky from the nerves. His hand found my waist as he pulled me into a hug that eased my anxiety and forced me to take a deep breath. I pulled my head away from where it met his chest and looked up at him, awaiting his cue for what he wanted me to do next.

Grinning down at me he asks, “How was your drive in?”

I noticed the devilish look on his face, knew he was undressing me with his eyes, and also knew he didn’t really care how my drive was. But it was part of the game. “My drive was good! A little long with traffic but otherwise it was fine. How was your day?” I said with more confidence.

Instead of answering he pulled me into a kiss and my nerves faded completely. This was something I could keep up with and I knew that. It almost put us on even ground, but I knew he and I would never be on even ground. He would always hold the position of power over me. 

It was a dynamic we had discussed beforehand, actually. We had done a lot of discussing beforehand. Once I agreed to meet up with him, we talked about desired scenarios and interests as well as hard limits. The conversation put my mind at ease and he made sure I knew that he was never going to judge me for my desires and curiosities, in fact, he told me he wanted to help push my boundaries and explore the things that my boyfriend was too vanilla to try with me.

I didn’t want to be thinking about my boyfriend, but I couldn’t help it. One of the biggest turn-ons for this particular evening was that my boyfriend thought I was comforting my little sister after a breakup when I actually was sneaking around to get fucked in ways my boyfriend wouldn’t even dream of fucking me. I knew the idea was hot to my (soon-to-be) favorite sexual partner as well, he had only ever seen photos of my boyfriend (who was a chronic homebody) and decided he was a bore and that I deserved someone who could fuck me the way I deserved.

My mind snapped back to the present as his hands roamed my body with mine wrapped around his neck until he picked me up from under my ass and took me to his bedroom, never taking his mouth off of mine. He dropped me onto his bed and my already short skirt inched higher, revealing my completely bare pussy.

[babybunnynicki]

How do you guys feel about more longform content? I’ve got something in the works and I’d love to see how it would perform. It probably wouldn’t ALL be AB/DL content but there will definitely still be AB/DL posts on my blog.

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Voting ended onAug 10, 2023

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[babybunnynicki]

cw: ab/dl, md/lb, humiliation,

"Go wait upstairs for me baby, pull out a diaper and lay on the bed. Don't do anything else until I come upstairs."

My eyes follow my sweet baby boy until I can only hear his footsteps up the carpet stairs and the door shutting. I busy myself tidying up the mess we left from dinner, throwing out our trash, and putting our dishes in the sink. I can only do my best to hide my excitement at the thought of my brain-dead baby waiting upstairs for me.

Once I figured we were tidied enough I slowly and quietly make my way upstairs, hoping to find my baby misbehaving, any excuse for a punishment. We both find punishments fun, oddly enough. I push open the bedroom door to find a perfectly behaved, obediently waiting baby; diaper laid down and little legs crossed. "Good job baby, you did so well listening to my directions..." I cooed. He smiles stupidly up at me and I crawl across the bed and move to take his sweats and boxers off. He lifts his hips to help me and I pull his clothing all the way down, off his ankles so he lays bottomless in bed.

I pull apart the diaper, taking my time, but noting the excitement in his eyes as the plastic material crinkles in my hands. I adjust the tabs to ensure ease of use and start guiding the diaper toward his bottom. On reflex, he lifts his hips for me to place it beneath him and helps me situate it in the right spot. I push his hips back down, seeing him smile as the diaper crinkles beneath him.

Before I can even pull the padding up between his thighs he gets hard. I made quick work of securing his diaper, pulling the tabs tight to make sure he doesn't leak. He knows he won't get out of them until I decide he's ready to be changed tonight. Once secure, I pat his hip to let him know he can get up.

"You did such a good job baby. Can you sit up for Mommy?" He does as he's asked and I pull him toward me and make him face the full-length mirror beside the bed. "Look at you baby... what do you see?"

He hesitates and finds my eyes in the mirror and looks away quickly before saying "Me and Mommy..."

"That's a good boy... you know what else I see?"

"What?" His inquisitive eyes find mine in the mirror once more.

"I see a pathetic grown man who gets off on being put in diapers by a woman who's half his size. What would your friends think if they saw you like this?" I punctuate the question with a gentle smack on his bottom, just enough to create an audible diaper crinkle.

He lowers his head in dog-like submission and nods at me, diverting his eyes from my gaze.

"They'd make fun of you, wouldn't they baby? You pretend to be a big strong man but look at you now..." I take hold of his chin and make him look at himself in the mirror. "Look at you baby, so weak. You're calling me Mommy and wearing a diaper, all because I told you to."

He nods again, taking in his reflection in the mirror. He recognizes that if anyone caught him like this he wouldn't ever live it down. I reach around to the front of his diaper to feel him, still hard, enjoying the humiliation. I smirk at him in the mirror and he drops his head in submission once again.

"Now, do you want to play video games with Mommy? We can play our new favorite game together... how does that sound?"

He looks up and nods eagerly, a smile crossing his face with glassy eyes. "Can I put my pants back on Mommy..?" He asks hesitantly, already knowing my answer.

"No baby, I want you to sit in just your diaper and play the game with me so I can check you easily whenever I need to. Do you understand baby?"

"Yes, Mommy..."

"Good boy, I'm going to get my things set up downstairs so we can play, are you going to be okay up here all by yourself?"

"Yes, Mommy..."

"That's my good boy. Go on, get ready to play. I'll be downstairs." I say as I move to get off the bed. I head to the door and close it behind me, trusting him to behave on his own. We both settle into our game together and after about 20 minutes I ask to take a quick break so I can run to the restroom.

"I have to pee too..." I hear him say quietly.

"Well you're lucky baby, do you know why?"

"Yes..." He hesitates to say, not wanting to use the word diaper.

"Why is that baby? Use your words." I press.

"Because I'm wearing a diaper..." He almost whispers.

"That's right baby, good job. You can go to the bathroom any time you want, aren't you lucky!"

I stand and head to the bathroom and on my way back I decide to check on my sweet baby. I make my way up the stairs to find him patiently waiting for me to return to our game, hands folded in his lap. As I walk into the room he looks up at me and smiles stupidly, eyes completely vacant. I cross to him and reach down to feel his diaper. It's wet and warm and almost completely soaked.

"Good job baby, you made such a mess in your diaper... come here." I pull him out of his chair and make him follow me to the bed and I crawl in, pulling him into my arms. "You did such a good job making a mess for Mommy, you know what would please Mommy even more?" I say as I start to pull off my shorts and panties under the blankets.

"What Mommy?"

"If you'd get on your hands and knees and eat Mommy out until she cums on your face baby... go on, do as your told..." He moves until he's settled between my thighs and puts his mouth to my already sensitive clit and starts lapping at it.

"Fuck baby, that feels so good... you're doing such a good job already... good boy..."

[babybunnynicki]

cw: ab/dl, md/lb, humiliation

When you're all done in the shower I've left something on the counter for you to put on before we leave baby...

No, I don't care that we're traveling with your friends, you're going to wear diapers so we don't have to stop to take you to the bathroom. It's a 6-hour drive baby, you'll be diapered the whole time.

The only time Mommy will change your diaper is when the rest of the adults in the car need a bathroom break, do you understand baby? I have a bag packed for your changes, don't worry about anything.

Careful not to squirm, otherwise everyone in the car will know that my baby made a big mess in those diapers. How embarrassing that would be, hm?

Imagine Mommy telling all your friends that you're not big enough to go without your diapers or, even worse, that you get off on wearing them. Imagine Mommy telling all of your friends that you love being humiliated in diapers, that I make you call me Mommy, that I force you to sit in stinky wet diapers until I think you've had enough humiliation.

It's pathetic that you get horny just imagining being embarrassed like that. My pathetic little bitch, hm? That's a good baby.

Now come here and let me help you with your diaper...

[babybunnynicki]

SFW cw: ab/dl, dd/lg

"Bottoms up baby girl," Daddy says to me as He pats my tummy to cue me to lift up so He can put my diaper on. I watch with curiosity as he skillfully adjusts my diaper to fit me, my head getting emptier by the second.

When Daddy puts me into little space I know nothing; I am completely helpless and entirely reliant on Him for everything. Even my most basic needs are His to take care of.

I worship Daddy.

Once He finishes securing my diaper, Daddy pats my tummy again and gets up to retrieve something. I whine as He gets up; I don't want Him to leave my side. He returns quickly with something small in His hand.

"Open up pretty baby."

As He pushes my pacifier into my mouth I can feel the last bits of control slipping away and feel myself melting into little space, knowing I am safe with Him.

He pulls me close and I lay my head on His chest. He reaches a hand up to play with my hair.

I am safe with Daddy. Nothing can hurt me when I'm with Him.

[babybunnynicki]

cw: ab/dl, md/lb, punishments, humiliation, slight cnc

Mercy? Oh baby, you think Mommy would have mercy on you? With how much you've disobeyed me today you'll be lucky if you see my mercy in the next week

What are Mommy's rules?

That's right, you do as I say, you never say no to Mommy, you don't lie, and your diaper doesn't come off until Mommy says it does.

Now look me in the eyes and tell me what you did wrong today...

Feeling awfully quiet now that it's just you and me in private, hm? What are you worried about baby? Are you scared of how Mommy's going to punish you?

Well since you aren't feeling particularly talkative, your first punishment is going to be using your dirty little mouth in a different way. You get to eat Mommy out until she finishes on your face and you're not going to get any pleasure out of it at all. You get to kneel at the foot of the bed in nothing but your diaper while I use you for my pleasure.

Once I'm done using your mouth, you get to sit in the corner waiting quietly and patiently until Mommy calls you out of time out.

And lastly, you won't get diaper changes until Mommy feels like changing you for the rest of the day. So you get to sit in your wet, stinky, dirty diapers until I'm ready to clean you up and put a new one on you. All of your begging and pleading for a fresh diaper will be ignored until I want to change you.

Do you understand why you're being punished baby? Good boy. Don't break Mommy's rules anymore, do you understand? Good. Now get on your knees and make me cum.

[babybunnynicki]

cw: forced littlespace, ab/dl, md/lb, humiliation, cnc, somno, breeding kink

Good morning my sweet baby... I'm sorry to wake you up like this but Mommy just couldn't help herself. Watching you sleep so peacefully... so helpless and blissfully unaware? It turned me on so much baby... I just had to wake you up with my hand in your pants.

Mommy should've put you in a diaper before putting you to sleep, hm? I put a lot of trust in you to not have an accident in our bed baby... But I think you did such a good job, you deserve to be rewarded.

This morning you get to start the day by breeding Mommy, and then we're gonna put you right into your big crinkly diaper for the rest of the day. Maybe Mommy can start thinking about potty training you with pull-ups if you don't have an accident during our errands today.

Look at you little one, you're already a mess and I'm only using my hands on you... You look so cute like this my love, squirming from my touch. Mommy's gonna use you like her little sex toy until she's done and then you'll get to cum.

That's a good boy, you're doing such a good job for Mommy. Just keep being my little slut...

I love you baby, you're such a good boy...

[babybunnynicki]

cw: forced subspace/littlespace, ab/dl, md/lb, humiliation

What’s the matter baby? We’re running late to meet everyone for drinks?

Well wouldn’t it be a shame if Mommy forced you into a diaper right now… Made us even later for our plans..?

Oh no baby, don’t even think about canceling on them. I’ll text everyone and tell them we’re gonna be late. If you behave I won’t tell them why… but if you fight me every single person is gonna get a picture of my sweet baby boy in his diaper. Then they’d all know, wouldn’t they? They’d know your embarrassing secret. That you might look big and strong on the outside but on the inside you’re just a little baby who can’t even go out without a diaper on.

That’s right baby, don’t fuss. Lay down nice and still so Mommy can put your diaper on you… That’s a good boy.

I’m not bringing a change with me so if you make a mess in your diaper you’re just gonna have to sit in it, okay baby? You’re just gonna have to sit in your wet diaper until we get home and Mommy can clean you up and get you changed. Try not to squirm if you have an accident baby, otherwise everyone’s gonna know and we wouldn’t want that, would we?

Do you understand? Look me in the eyes and tell me that you understand. Good boy… I think we’re ready to go baby. Come on, hold my hand…