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💜 Brat/DL/Little… occasional top/sadist bisexual with a strong switchy side for women
💜 favorite kinks: diapers, humiliation, degradation, enemas/suppositories/laxatives, forced regression, and BDSM … I made myself wet just typing all of that 😏
💜 I’m on Tumblr for my own enjoyment. I don’t sell content (but I support the amazing folks that do! 💕)
💜 naturally raven-haired + too tall to have this kink 😤
🚫✋🏻 no minors or pedos. No age in bio = block ✋🏻🚫
Today’s Monday post comes to you courtesy of 30-minutes locked in my cover. Happy MM!
Butterfly harness at sunset 🦋
when a wetness indicator just isn’t proof enough
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@carptrout
I love control. Every single sexual fantasy I have involves me taking control away from someone. I love it in so many different forms but for me there is one way that seems the most intense, most charged, most powerful. And that is ageplay. I would love to explain why.
Note: I will be using kiddo here but the implication that kiddo is at an age where they are universally agreed that they are capable of consent (in my opinion, at least 18 years old)
I think that making someone act like a child is the most controlling thing you can do. Other forms of bdsm denies the sub of things, autonomy, sexual freedom, rights, etc... but in ageplay I think the focus is on permission. When you have a kiddo, they are your responsibility. It is not about what has been taken away from them but more about what they are allowed to have. Because after all you are the responsible adult who knows best.
It hits harder because you are regressing them to position of power they have already been in. Everyone has been a child, everyone has had to rely on someone that was responsible for them. And they eventually grew and put themselves in a situation where they are independent and self sustaining. When I take that away from someone I am saying "I am taking away all of the lessons, the work, the time, the effort it took to get you where you are. I like you better when you are reliant on me"
It is only sexual when I decide it is. If I ever had the wonderful opportunity to daddy you, you would learn that it is not just constant teasing or foreplay. A diaper takes time to get wet, you need to be fed, you will find yourself in a situation where you are doing exactly what I want, and that thing may be playing a child appropriate board game at the table together. I find sex to be a collaboration, but one that I lead. You will find yourself in a spot where no matter how horny you are, or how sexy you try to make yourself look, I have full control over when and where the foreplay starts and stops. And that is intoxicating
Helpless Regressed BDSM Baby! 🥰
I just… wanna… smush it! ✋🏻🤲🏻
My oil painting of Wine and Dino Nuggs
I need this painting.
forced regression as a brat taming tool is a kill shot for me specifically. talk down to me & tell me I’m too small to be using rude words & little kids shouldn’t argue & you can tell what I need is an adult to take my choices away & the speed at which I will sink into pliant obedience in front of you will break necks
"Good... Girls... Make... Stinky... Diapers!"
You grunt out as you squat and clench your fists in concentration, bearing down with all your might.
That phrase has become your mantra the last few weeks.
The more time you spent with Papa, the more determined you were to become his perfect little padded pet. And you were so close to your goal!
You were constantly waddling around in a soggy diaper, letting yourself dribble away into your thirst padding.
Papa never caught you without a thumb or paci in your mouth, something that caused you to have the most adorable lisp.
You were obsessed with your little stuffed bear and blankie, carrying them everywhere for comfort. You even started throwing the cutest, most childish tantrums it you couldn't find them.
But, loading your pampers with brown stinky mush had become your Everest. No matter how hard you tried, a mental block kept you from taking that one last embarrassing leap towards babyhood.
But, today, today was different!
"Good... Girls... Make... Stinky... Diapers!"
You say again between grunts, a trumpeting fart punctuating your mantra.
A broad, silly smile crosses your face as you suddenly feel the movement and relief you'd been waiting for. With a sickening squelch, you feel your diaper grow heavy as a large load of mush finally works it's way out of your backside and into your pants.
You cry out in victory as you straighten and throw your arms in the arm. You immediately waddle to Papa's office to show off your achievement, your mess swinging between your legs like a sack of mashed potatoes.
"Papa, good girls make stinkies!" You announce at the door, spinning around and shaking your brown-stained posterior.
Papa stands up, smiles, and walks towards you.
He takes your cheek in one hand, tilting your head up for a kiss, and your diapered butt in the other, pressing your mess into your firmly.
"Yes, they do, my good little girl," Papa says as his lips separate from yours, "And good girls also get buzzies! Now, sit here. Papa will be right back with Mrs. Wand so we can really celebrate."
You immediately plop your butt onto the ground, reveling in your mess. You bounce in your seat as you wait, squishing your mess around.
It's ok. You can't help it!
You're just so excited to finally be Papa's good girl!
The A in ABDL stands for adult. You shouldn't want to behave like a child 100% of the time. If you do that, you aren't capable of providing the kind of adult emotional support that a partner needs, and you shouldn't be with anyone right now. You are an adult first and foremost. An adult choosing to engage in kink play. If you disagree with that, you are not a well-adjusted person.
It’s especially hard to get out of bed when you’re all comfy in a cute diaper.
Can confirm she’s as hot as she presents on here, folks! Her diapers, however, are much messier than she presents on here…
Even though you embarrass me in front of all of my friends, I’ll still give you the Favorite Daddy Award @diaperdaddydmv 🏆❤️
And I bet it's hard for anyone around you to get anything done when you're that drop-dead gorgeous 😉
That has to be the sweetest compliment I’ve gotten on here! 🥹 Thanks so much, anonymous! You made my day. 🫶🏻
When she just wont listen
Your enema is in, and you've got a fresh diaper, so it's bedtime now. Hopefully, your attitude is better tomorrow. If not, I guess you'll get nightly urine enema this time straight from the tap. I wonder how many nights it will take sleeping in a dirty diaper for your attitude to change. But don't worry, I'm willing to keep at it until it improves. Wouldn't want you to think I don't want you to succeed.
Look at you, messing your diaper.
GOOD GIRL!! You're finally learning to do as you're told. I'm really proud of you for telling me you had to poop. I'm even more happy that you took your shorts off and faced away from me without being told to. Now, once you're finished, you can sit back down and finish your movie. I'll change you once it's done. Do look so sad this marks the first actual day of your one week diaper punishment. Every day, I've had to punish or remind you of what's expected doesn't count. Now, you just need to keep up the good work and load your diapers properly.
I’m wishing you all a warm, cozy, comfy, snuggly evening. Winter is time to practice hygge. This word, as defined by Danish culture, means “a comfortable conviviality that engenders a feeling of contentment or well-being”. Isn’t that just the best description of being wrapped snuggly into a diaper?
