Category: naughty boy

Sawyer 1844-332-2639 Ext 455

The other day I found myself in… lets just say a sticky situation. My mother remarried when I was young and I never liked the idea of having a step brother. As I got older I found myself liking him probably a little more than I should have. I always kept this a secret though, mom would wring my neck if she found out I had a crush on my step brother!

I probably flirted a little more than I should have because this day I definitely got what was coming to me. It started out like any other day, just a little glance here and there. Our parents said they would be out late and it was that moment I decided tonight was the night I was going to suck off my

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Little Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

During the summer months when I have some extra time, I like to pick up babysitting and house sitting jobs to make a little extra cash. So when I saw an ad for a babysitter in the neighborhood app, I responded. It sounded like easy money to me. Luckily it was an older boy. They didn’t care if I took him to run errands with me or whatever I wanted to do for the day. Just as long as he was being watched and wasn’t alone. So it was perfect. I did have errands to run. And I needed to go by the mall for some shoes to go with the vintage dress that I’m wearing to my friend’s bohemian themed wedding. 

So we set off on our journey. Jeremy was really shy and quiet. I tried to chit chat with him. But he didn’t say much. We spent the morning running errands then it was finally time to hit the mall. But I was starving so I knew he had to be too. So we headed towards the food court.

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AC

Anna 1-844-332-2639 EXT 203

Ronnie had been playing with the AC at home. First, he complained it was too hot, so he turned it all the way down. Then it became so cold, he had goosebumps and was shivering, and so he turned it back up. He never waited enough or had enough patience for it to gradually change.

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Stella 1-844-332-2639 ext 322

I curate a lifestyle for men who have forgotten how to be small. My roster is a collection of gray suits and tired eyes who come to my door seeking the relief of total surrender. They want to be hollowed out. They pay for the privilege of letting me hold the map to their sanity. But then there is Jonathan.

Jonathan is a paradox. He’s a high-stakes litigator by day, weaving verbal traps and shaping reality so it bends to his will. He treats our sessions like a debate, pushing back against my boundaries with a smug, calculated charm. Jonathan treats my authority as a collaborative suggestion rather than a divine law. Which, let’s be honest, is quite a stupid choice for such an intelligent man.

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Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407

I stood in the center of the playroom with my arms crossed tightly over my chest. Max was attempting to shrink away into the corner, with his paci dangling uselessly from his lips. He had been told repeatedly that his behavior was unacceptable, yet he had chosen to ignore the boundaries I laid out for him.

I walked towards him and stopped just inches away, towering over his small, cowering frame. “Do you have any idea why you’re sitting in timeout, darling?” I asked, calmly. He tried to mumble something, but I reached down and firmly removed the paci from his mouth. “What have I told you about speaking with your mouth full?” I asked, setting his paci on the high shelf where he couldn’t reach it. His bottom lip trembled, but I remained unmoved. He had prioritized his own selfish impulses over the rules of our household, and the time for coddling had long since passed.

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paddle

Anna 1-844-332-2639 EXT 203

Mommy Anna’s Lover had sent her a gift for Mother’s day: a brand spanking new paddle. It was all leather, and just the right size for boys Ronnie’s age. Mommy Anna was so delighted when she opened the gift, she could barely contain her self or wait to have the opportunity to use it.

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Permission

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Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407

“What if I don’t want to?” The moment those words left his lips, they shattered the careful dynamic of our session. My gaze became icy and fixed, watching the way he instinctively shrank as his eyes widened in fear. He knew better than to speak without my permission, yet his tongue had proven unruly.

I circled him, savoring the onset of a hunt, with my hands clasped firmly behind my back as I surveyed the pathetic tension radiating from his naked body. When I finally stopped directly in front of him, I didn’t raise my voice. I didn’t need to. I simply tilted my head, looking down at his bowed crown with a mixture of disappointment and calculated authority. “Do you truly think your opinion is something I require, especially when it is offered so carelessly?” I asked, calmly.

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Little Rachel 1*844*332*2639 Ext 457

My neighbor asked me to babysit her little boy for the day. He was home from school because it was a school holiday. It worked out perfectly since I didn’t have class either. I thought it would be easy to watch a boy that age. He would probably just watch tv or play videogames the whole time. I mean, I was right about that. He did say he just wanted to play on the computer. So I let him sit at my desk on my computer while I studied for finals. I could tell he was acting kind of weird. But it took me a while to realize that his pants were soaking wet. I couldn’t believe a boy of his age wetting himself. When I asked him if he had an accident, he denied it. That made me even more mad. It wasn’t enough that he ruined my office chair but now he was lying to me. I’d had enough. I sternly told him to go into the restroom and take his wet clothes off. Meanwhile, I went to the closet and grabbed a diaper, some wipes, baby powder, and diaper rash cream.

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Cory 1-844-332-2639 ext 407

I really should have known better than to let my little ABDL diaper enthusiast, Leo, sit on the cream-colored sofa. I was busy folding laundry in the next room, humming along to the radio, when the distinct, rhythmic squelch-squelch of a soggy diaper signaled that my boy had once again pushed his luck to the absolute limit.

When I marched into the living room, I found him staring at the ceiling with that wide-eyed, guilt-ridden expression that only a grown man wearing a printed disposable pampers can pull off. “Oopsie, Mama Cory,” he squeaked. His voice cracked with feigned innocence, while a widening, warm puddle beneath his backside confirmed exactly what kind of afternoon we were about to have.

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Kinky Kara 1-844-332-2639 ext 306

 

I arrived at my new employer’s residence dressed in my sexy maid uniform and high-heeled stilettos. I was determined to be the best maid. I was greeted by the owner of the residence. He was a tall, handsome, dark-haired, middle-aged man. His eyes lit up like candles combing over my hot young body. He cleared his throat before speaking. I could tell from the looks of the house that he had a six-figure job. It was immaculate. I was slightly intimidated to have to clean such a massive mansion.  He adjusted his pants and gave me a tour of the enormous mansion.

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