Please, Daddy, please! Oh, Daddy, you're so mean- so mean to your little baby girl…
I love my Daddy. I love how strong and caring and forceful he is, how safe he makes me feel, how he knows exactly which buttons to push to turn me into a hopeless, desperate little puddle of hormones. And he loves me too: incredibly much. He loves how submissive I become under his tutelage, how much I need and crave his presence, how fiercely I long to obey him and please him and debase myself in any way, just so long as I can hear his voice murmuring those commending words…
Yes, I'm a good girl. I do as Daddy says when he's in charge. I lay back for him in the pale morning light, and I let my legs sag open, and I shiver and feel my heart thud with anticipation when he slips that vibrator deep inside my princess parts. I mewl and gaze up with wide eyes as he bundles me into my diapies for the day, knowing full well that I won't be getting out of them until nightfall… until Daddy says so. And then, throughout my day I'll bite my lip and gasp in shameful delight periodically: when the low hum of distracting vibrations hits me, and when I feel myself being coaxed into becoming Daddy's aroused, horny little submissive, learning to love cumming in her diapers whenever Daddy makes her…
Oh, but that's not the case today.
This morning, I blinked in surprise as I felt neither my vibrator nor even a plug slipping into my defenseless nether regions: only the smooth stroking of Daddy's lotion-covered fingers over my skin, and then the cool snowfall of powder descending… before the fresh cotton padding wrapped me in its soft embrace. "No buzz-buzz today, honey bun," Daddy smiled, and I stared up in mute surprise as I felt a second nighttime diaper, also boosted, slip under and around my bottom.
"But don't worry! We're going to have fun today, all the same. Just be a good girl and watch for my message, okay? Watch and obey…"
Yes, Daddy. Obey. Good girls obey. My heart is thumping now as I gaze at his message on the phone lying on the floor beneath me – at that simple little message. "Hump a pillow and cum. You have thirty minutes." Thirty minutes? Oh, Daddy, that's mean! Sure, ordinarily I'd be cumming two or three times over in that amount of time – assuming I have the luxury of a vibrator. But this time… well, this time I have to put in a bit more work. And as I'm starting to realize, that's going to be quite a challenge.
It's these damn diapers that are the problem. Oh, my sadistic Daddy knew exactly what he was doing when he padded me up this morning! He knew that such thick doubled and boosted diapers would muffle every sensation, would force me to grind and thrust and hump like a frenzied animal just to feel even the mildest of sensations. He knew that I'd be forced to conjure up my dirtiest, most sordid fantasies, playing them out in my mind like a pervert simply in order to achieve one solitary climax…
Daddy, you're so evil! Oh, I can see it now: you'd take me- you'd take that rope and tie my hands and my feet so tight- you'd cut my pretty clothes off me one by one with that sharp knife of yours… you'd stuff my wailing mouth with my own damp panties… And then- then when I'm stark naked and tied up and moaning and struggling like a helpless animal, you'll begin to- to tease me- and touch me down there with your hands… you'll haul me in front of the mirror and make me watch as you take off your belt- as you- as you whip my ass… I'll be wailing and sobbing and choking, and my makeup will be running, and you'll- you'll just keep punishing me- over and over-
My legs and thighs are pumping, my chest aching, my entire being slipping into the mindless, rhythmic pumping of an animal in heat. I want this. I need this. I'll do anything in order to feel that tingling pleasure welling up between my legs and blossoming throughout my trembling body. I'm desperate – shamelessly so – grinding my crinkling, padded, and already well-soaked crotch deeper and deeper into the pillow beneath me. Fuck, I want to cum for Daddy so badly… and yet, my vibrator-accustomed body is so stubborn, so unwilling…
Yes, Daddy, I'll cum for you. I promise. I'm your good girl, your good, dirty little diaper girl… You diapered me, and you ordered me, and I'm no matter what I'm going to cum for you in my diaper – my soggy, crinkly baby diaper…
But Daddy, please… why did it have to be so thick?
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