Chastity Forever

I DO NOT GIVE OUT MONEY. NOT FOR FEES, TRIBUTES, COMMITMENTS, REGISTRATIONS, ETC. THIS SHOULD BE CLEAR. DO NOT CONTACT ME THEN GET UPSET WHEN I SAY I WILL NOT GIVE YOU MONEY. i am A white submissive male living in japan in a 1year baby diapers 23/7 no potty allowed. Bottles pacifiers and eating like a 1 year old are the goal. Diapers rule me who will take me further. I’m waiting. YOU WANT TO OWN ME? YOU CAN PAY FOR ME OR PERHAPS HAVE ME FOR FREE, BUT I WILL NOT PAY YOU, EVER! If you don’t have the common courtesy to read the intro blog here to see where I am and what I will or will not do. Then do not waste time in messaging me. Fist I live in Japan! And age please do not ask until after we know each other. A little mutual respect people. I AM NOT into Findom or tribute people at all! nor will I pay you any money at all!!! So if this is your game please move on! IF you ask you will be blocked!! Hey if you made it this far and your still intrested - i am A white submissive male living in japan in a 1year baby diapers 23/7 no potty allowed. Bottles pacifiers and eating like a 1 year old are the goal. Diapers rule melocked in chastity who will take me further. I’m waiting.

[muslimmanx]

I make white men my slaves and turn them into Muslim women and make them good servants and slaves

share this and reach out to more slaves who want to become Muslims and send me a message if you are interested in this

[imacukholdinchastity]

Cute picture but this guy is not real….

[muslimmanx]

I make white men my slaves and turn them into Muslim women and make them good servants and slaves

share this and reach out to more slaves who want to become Muslims and send me a message if you are interested in this

[imacukholdinchastity]

Bring it I dare you. I double dare you.

You can’t lol

[moo-moos]

[imacukholdinchastity]

This is fantastic!

[frozengrimoiremanticore]

Reblog if you’re ready to be broken.

[imacukholdinchastity]

Bring it on…. I double dare you

[thefeminineawakening1]

Reblog if you want people to send you sissy hypno 💕

Watch it all, no matter how humiliating or degrading

[mommysuppress]

Outdoor crib day💚🌈🦋

You’re next 🤫🔐🧷🦖

Like & Reblog if you love 24/7 Diaper play

[mommysuppress]

Mommy little cozy banana 🍌 deserves BeddyByes for bedtime 🌜🌈🚼🧷👩‍🍼💋🍼

24/7 diaper lovers Like and Reblog🦋

[beutifulhugetransdick]

Wanna swing along with mommy Rebolg badly come to my telegram @momvannail

[imacukholdinchastity]

Baby needs a bottle🥰

[randomcencorshiphere]

[68-scorpi0-05]

Yes I would!!! Love to suck a girlCOCK!!

[imacukholdinchastity]

Never has happened but I’d be up for it!

[mommysuppress]

With Mommy 24/7 Diaper exploration every splashes 💦 feels uncontrollable🌊 and unconsciously☔️🌸🌈🧷

24/7 bedwetter like and reblog 🚼

[mommysuppress]

Diaper🍼 Nature🍀 exploration 🌸

Perfect relaxation and playtime 🚼

24/7 diaper baby like and reblog🤱

[femsubintraining]

Please tell me. Hot Hot

[imacukholdinchastity]

Go ahead I’m waiting

[imacukholdinchastity]

What's your fetish?

I’m a sissy baby

[mistressforsubandslaves]

[imacukholdinchastity]

In a perfect world yes!

But we know it will not happen

[gooncaps69]

[ninjaplanetluck]

Yes yes I would

[imacukholdinchastity]

Absoutly, as it should be

[mommysuppress]

Diaper🦋

Lifestyle is🌈

Aesthetic💕

24/7 diaper babies like and reblog if you agreed 🍼🧷🚼🤱🌹💋

[imacukholdinchastity]

Love it

[diapereddoe]

Oh sweetie you’re not going anywhere. Just sit on your playmat and embrace the boredom of being a baby. Entertainment is a pleasure no longer at your fingertips. You’re an adult baby now. You gave up any say in how you spend your time when you begged me to keep you in diapers 24/7

[ameliemommy]

You’re sprawled out on the playmat, the soft, padded surface cool against your bare back. The only thing covering you is the thick, crinkly diaper wrapped snugly around your hips, its bulk pressing into the mat as you wiggle slightly. The nursery walls around you are decorated with pastel colors and cartoon animals, a mocking contrast to the humiliation you feel. You’re not supposed to be here like this naked, exposed, reduced to nothing but a diapered baby. But you begged for it. And now, you’re paying the price.

A faint doubt nags at you as you shift your legs. The diaper feels heavier than it did a few minutes ago, the padding between your thighs damp and clammy. Did I…? You can’t remember peeing, but the soggy warmth against your skin tells a different story. A flush creeps up your neck. When did that happen? The uncertainty gnaws at you, but before you can dwell on it, the doorknob turns.

The door swings open, and there they are, Mommy and her friend, both pausing in the doorway. Their eyes lock onto you, and you freeze, your bare chest and stomach suddenly the center of attention. The friend’s eyebrows shoot up, her lips curling into a smirk. "Well, would you look at that," she says, her voice dripping with amusement.

Mommy steps forward, her heels clicking against the hardwood floor. She doesn’t even try to hide her laughter. "Oh, she is a baby," she says, as if it’s the most natural thing in the world. "My sweet little girl just loves her diapers. Doesn’t she?" She crouches down beside you, her fingers pressing into the dampness of your diaper. The touch sends a jolt through you, and you squirm, but there’s nowhere to go. "Already wet, I see," Mommy murmurs, her voice laced with satisfaction. "Such a little baby."

The friend steps closer, her shadow falling over you. "Doesn’t she mind being… you know, exposed like that?" she asks, her gaze lingering on your bare skin.

Mommy shrugs, as if it’s the most obvious thing in the world. "Girls who fill their diapers don’t get to be modest," she says, her fingers still pressing into the soaked padding. "Besides, she chose this. Begged for it, actually." She lets out a soft laugh, and you feel your face burn. "Isn’t that right, baby?"

Honest, branded, pathetic little baby that you are, you can’t help but whimper as you press your sodden diaper against Mommy’s hands, a desperate moan escaping your lips. The dampness clings to your skin, the crinkle of the plastic loud in the suffocating silence. You’re desperate,  aching, throbbing, needy but Mommy hasn’t let you cum all week, and the denial burns worse than the humiliation.

The friend lets out a low, mocking laugh. "Oh my, look at her," she says, her voice thick with amusement. "She’s begging for it, isn’t she?"

Mommy’s fingers dig into the swollen padding, her touch maddeningly slow, deliberately teasing. "Such a horny little baby," she coos, her voice dripping with condescension. "But babies don’t get to cum whenever they want, do they? No, no… Mommy decides when you get your special treat." She presses harder, and you whine, your hips bucking involuntarily. The wetness squishes under her grip, the sound obscene in the quiet room.

The friend crouches down, her smirk sharp. "She’s practically vibratin," she observes, her eyes flicking between your flushed face and the darkened diaper. "Does she always get this worked up?"

"Oh, she’s always like this," she says, her voice laced with satisfaction. "A needy, desperate little thing. But she knows her place, don’t you, baby?" Her other hand slides up, her fingers brushing against your bare stomach, the touch featherlight and infuriating. "You don’t get to cum until Mommy says so. And right now? Mommy says no."

You whimper again, your body trembling with frustration, the ache between your legs almost unbearable. The friend’s laughter rings in your ears as Mommy finally pulls her hand away, leaving you panting.

Mommy tilts her head, her fingers still resting against the damp, swollen padding of your diaper. Her voice drops to a mockingly sweet whisper. "Maybe… if you leave us a nice present in your diaper when we come check up on you next, you’ll get to have cummies…"

The friend lets out a sharp, mocking laugh, her eyes sparkling with amusement as she watches your expression. "Oh my God, she’s actually thinking about it," she says, her voice dripping with disbelief. "Look at her face! She’s considering pooping herself just to get off!" She doubles over, her laughter filling the room as Mommy joins in, the sound echoing off the pastel walls.

You whimper, your cheeks burning, but the ache between your legs is too much to ignore. The thought of filling your diaper, of giving them exactly what they want, just to earn that release, feels both degrading and tempting.

Mommy finally stands, her smirk sharp as she looks down at you. "We’ll be back soon, baby," she says, her voice laced with satisfaction. "See if you can be a good girl for Mommy."

The friend winks at you, her laughter still bubbling. And then they’re gone, the door clicking shut behind them. The silence that follows is suffocating, the weight of your own desperation pressing down on you. You squirm, the dampness of your diaper clinging to your skin, the crinkle of the plastic loud in the empty room.

With a whimper, you give in.

You squat down, the cool air brushing against your bare skin as you push, your face burning with shame. And as you squat there, small and pathetic, you can’t help but wonder: How much lower can you go?

@diapereddoe thank you again for inspring another short story :P

[imacukholdinchastity]

Nice story