Mommy loves doing BDSM with her abdl

I’m sitting here, my skirt riding up just a little too high, watching you squirm on the floor. You’re 27 years old, a fully grown man, but right now you’re nothing more than my little baby boy, not able to do anything by himself, needing to be taken care of and taught a lesson by mommy. You’re wearing one of my silk nightgowns with the lacy hems, it swallows your frame, your hands are trapped in the soft leather mittens I locked around your hands and wrists. You can’t take them off, can’t touch me, can’t even wipe the tears from your eyes, i’m the one with the key and i’m not unlocking them. That’s right, my pet, you’re supposed to feel powerless and little, you can’t do anything without mommy helping you.

The ball gag binky fills your mouth with the soft rubber pacifier nipple, yellow shield covering your lips as the straps wrap around your head with a snug buckle. You look ridiculous, and that’s exactly how I want you to look, and if anyone else could see you now they’d be thinking the same thing. Every time you try to speak, all that comes out is a muffled whimper. Good. You know I don’t want to hear your excuses or big boy words. Not after what you did. I had to put you in a fresh diaper this morning, didn’t I? And now you’ve made a mess of it, just like a bad little boy, it’s a good thing I put a belt on your diaper and locked that too so you couldn’t take it off, all snug in your own mess.

I ran a hand through your hair, tugging just enough to get your attention on me. Your eyes, wide with fear and excitement, meet mine. “That’s right,” I whisper, leaning in close so my breath tickles your ear. “Mommy is disappointed in you, so disappointed in your behavior. But Mommy is also excited. You wanna know why?” I let go of your hair, stand up and loom over you a little, walking slowly around you as you try to crawl away on the carpet. “Because bad boys need to be punished. And Mommy loves giving punishments.”

I start to follow you slowly, letting you crawl like your going to go somewhere, before I lean over and reach down for the belt I locked around your diaper and waist from the back. With a sharp tug, I pull you back toward me. “You’re going to stay right here,” I command, pointing to the spot in front of me. “And you’re going to listen to every word Mommy says.” I see your cocklet twitching against the wet plastic of the diaper. Oh yes, you love this. You love being humiliated. You love submitting to me because you know that i’m the one in charge.

I go to sit you back down onto the floor before I move around to sit infront of you on the floor too. Reaching from my skirt pocket I grab out something, a small, remote controlled vibrator in my palm. “You know what this is, don’t you?” I ask, pressing it against your thigh. You nod, your eyes never leaving mine. “Good boy. Now, if you’re a very good boy and take your punishment like Mommy says, maybe, just maybe, I’ll let you cum.”

I press the button on the vibrator, watching as your body shudders with pleasure. “Does that feel good, baby?” I coo, increasing the speed. “Remember who’s in control. Remember who’s making you feel this way.”

Your breathing is ragged now, your chest heaving beneath the nightgown. Tears are streaming down your face, but you’re not trying to get away anymore. You’re melting into your submission, just as you should like a good baby. I reach down and cup your chin, forcing you to look at me. “You’re my baby, my little to play with.” I declare, my voice firm and full of authority. “My little baby boy. And I will do whatever I please with you. because you can’t do anything”

I can see the desperation in your eyes, the need for release mixed with the humiliation of being treated like a child. It’s delicious. I love seeing you like this. Completely under my control. Helpless. Needing. wanting. It’s the best part of my time spent because deep down underneath everything, you know what you are to mommy and I know what you are too. I know you love coming back because I know what you want, what you need and crave so well