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Hi my name is Mistress Lacy, or you can call me mommy if you want :)
Welcome to my ABDL blog, it's the main focus of my business and I am always accepting new clients, but also here to chat and share experiences. This is a place where i focus on creating more lesbian ABDL content because there is not enough usually. I don't mind men interacting with my blog just be careful with your intentions and opinions.
I've been a dominatrix for the better part of a decade, I do everything from the basics of BDSM to the extreme aspects, focusing on teaching and helping people relax through proper communication and consent with a focus on creative solutions. I started doing age play when I realized my attraction to diapers and domination from a caregiver, this started a journey to understand myself and human sexuality better. Becoming a dominatrix was something i fell into casually later with friends and then learned to explore with others and eventually teach and practice professionally. Now I'm trying to help my community engage with kink more and learn the ways it provides stability and personal understanding to people's lives. I am currently looking for new clients so please don't be afraid to chat and ask questions and see if we can make something work.
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Would you rather…
One day a week go to a little daycare where you can play and learn with other littles, watched after by some patient caregivers
Or
Every night get wound down, changed, tucked in, and have a bedtime story from a kind mommy
Ms Thelma, do you have any abdl hypno recs to help me be a good little baby
Unfornately because of sites getting taken down cause of a moral panic the best files I can find are on the internet archive.
https://archive.org/download/ABDL-Hypnosis/
"Honey, everything alright over there?" Paige asked, a hint of knowing, feigned concern in her tone.
Chloe stopped squirming in her seat. Both hands pressed firm into her lap. Without the squirming to ease her discomfort, the building pressure she'd been bearing against sent a shivering jolt through her whole system. All that pressure needed to release somewhere, and it decided, not her, to release that pressure through a single pained whine.
Paige tried but failed to stifle a laugh. "Aww, kiddo," she cooed. "Is there something you wanna tell me?"
Chloe hated this. She hated that she loved it. Her girlfriend, her partner, the person meant to be her equal, talking down to her like a child, or a helpless little pet. A certain slickness leaked into her panties, now wet with something other than what she'd been trying so hard to hold back.
"Mommy," she said. "Please pull over."
Paige laughed even more, a smile creeping across her perfectly painted glossy pink lips. She couldn't hide how much she was enjoying this, and that only sent Chloe shivering and whining even more.
"Where exactly would you like me to pull over, hun?" Paige gestured toward the road, a long highway with trees close on both sides, and no shoulder in sight.
"I don't know..." Her voice quivered and caught in her throat. "Just please, find somewhere. How far to a truck stop?"
"You really want to stop at one of those disgusting truck stops? With those filthy toilet seats? I told you, you should've just worn a diaper, kiddo."
"I don't need diapers," Chloe whined before realizing just how childish and complacent she sounded. "I... I wanted to wear big girl undies..."
"Mhm, and look where that's gotten you, baby. Do you feel like a big girl right now?"
"It's not fair! You had me drink so many juice boxes!"
"You kept asking for them, sweetie. Was Mommy supposed to deny her girl her drinks?"
"You... you should have known I was going to drink too much and would need to pee..."
"Oh, is that so?" Paige looked over, both eyebrows raised conspicuously. "So you're a big girl who needs her Mommy to monitor her liquid intake? That doesn't sound like a big girl to me..."
Chloe couldn't even respond to that. Her own argument undermined her stance. All she could do was stare down at her lap, at her wobbling legs and the tight jeans squeezing her thighs. She wasn't going to be able to hold it, and soon enough, those jeans would pay the price for it.
Paige shifted back in her seat and her whole demeanor changed. "You know, honey," she said. "You could just let go."
Chloe let out another whine. Her cheeks burned even hotter than they already had, and she turned her head away from her girlfriend, instead choosing to watch the blur of trees pass by.
"We both know you're going to have an accident," Paige said. "So what's the point in putting it off? Do you really wanna try so hard to hold it, just to fail and wet your pants anyway?" Her words became almost soothing, like liquid elixir begging to be sipped at and nursed.
"Wouldn't you rather just let go?" Paige asked in her singsong tone. "Wouldn't it feel so much better to just, stop holding back? To give in, to let all that pressure fade as you listen to Mama's voice?"
Paige's words were like a siren's lullaby, one that lured Chloe in not to be devoured, but to laid down, coddled, and held. That lullaby stirred something much deeper awake in her, a tingling warmth that spread its way through Chloe's whole body, from her scalp to the tips of her fingers and toes.
And just as soon as that warmth had spread all through her, another, even more familiar warmth joined in, this time starting beneath her bottom. She hadn't even made the conscious choice to follow Paige's instructions. No, her body had agreed all on its own, betraying her. She only half-realized what was happening, and even less than half of her cared. The car seat would be drenched, and her pants with it, but there was no stopping it now. She couldn't regain control even if she tried.
Paige didn't even do her the courtesy of mocking her. No, instead, she just kept speaking in that sweet, alluring voice, like a bird singing a love song to its mate.
"Don't worry, sweet girl," she said. "Mommy knew something like this would happen. That's why she made the executive decision of packing some diapers anyway, just in case. They're in the back, so when we reach the next truck stop, Mommy will pull over to the side and change you into one. I brought you some spare clothes too. I knew you'd need them, after all. Mommy always knows."
Chloe was all out of whines to give. She simply leaned back in her now very soaking wet seat and accepted her fate. Another car trip with Mommy, another accident to prove her right. Maybe next time, she would listen. Then again, maybe she wouldn't. Either way, she had to admit, Mommy did always know.
genuinely love the thought of a mommy that's maternal even during sex
her laying my head on her chest as she's playing with my body because the pleasure is too much. "relax baby, mommy's got you. Focus on me"
her reminding me of our safe word when we've had a particularly strenuous scene "How you feeling hun? you can always say the word if you want mommy to stop okay? i won't be mad"
wiping away my tears when i'm completely dazed from my third orgasm "you did so well sweetheart, mommy is so incredibly proud of you. You look absolutely divine like this"
"shh shh mommy's just cleaning you up okay? don't want her little girl to be all yucky"
