Attention Training

One of my pet peeves throughout my marriage was getting and keeping my husband’s attention. He could be watching television or on the computer. I would be talking to him he would only half listen to what I was saying and continue doing whatever he was doing at the same time. He would only catch part of my conversation, just enough to answer and make me think he was listening.

Now that I have complete control of him, I demand his absolute attention whenever I’m in the room with him. I have trained him to hang on my every word and his eyes follow me around the room barely leaving my body. I feel so important to him now, like when I am in the room nothing else matters. Even when we are in public, unless he is driving, he looks directly at me every time I speak.

If I catch his mind or his eyes wandering where they shouldn’t, like to the television, I slap him. If his attention wanders again, his wrists get locked behind his back and I make him stand with his nose in the corner for an while. I have been training him to follow hand signals both at home and in public. It forces him to keep his eyes on me so that he doesn’t miss any commands that I make with my hands. With no verbal command, he has to rely on his eyes and this keeps him very attentive.

I'm sorry!

"What's all that sulking, kiddo? You wanted to come to my 22th birthday party?! Are you being fucking serious??!!! I would never bring a baby with me to such a grown-up gathering. Everyone would make fun of you, and you'd be throwing a tantrum as soon as I changed your diaper in front of everyone. Well, all my friends and their boyfriends know about your special protection, hon! And they can be cruel...

What was that? Of course, idiot, Daddy is also coming! He'll join us straight after work. Imagine being him and having to choose between me, a 22yo hottie, and you, a 27yo toddler whose haiwless pwincess parts are aaall covered in piss by now. Such an easy pick, right?

No, there's no babysitter for you today! We've decided we want you to show us what a big girl you can be by staying in your crib the whole night. You already had dinner, so what's the matter? I'll even let you use your old mobile phone, so you can read those Tumblr stories you enjoy so much... Doesn't your Baby Dino plushie want sooo much to feel your desperate thrusts through the padding? I bet so.

What? Why are you crying? I can't understand your silly babbles, sweetie. What's that tantrum about?? God, you're so pathetic.

What??? Ayu-stuff hasn't published anything in more than a month???? So you won't be able to hump yourself to sleep while reading a new caption of his? HAHAHAHA well I'm very sorry, sweetie, but adults have responsibilities and they can't keep track with such horny little babies like you.

I mean, if you're such a mature, grown-up girl, you'll be able to wait a few more days for him to publish more humpy captions, right?

Right, baby? God, stop. Fucking. Crying!

I can't take this anymore. I'm locking your crib tonight and there's no phone for you anymore. You can play with the crib mobile I made especially for you by hanging my used panties over your little face, while you dream of a new Agu? Asu? Ayu? Whoever-stuff's caption. I'm sorry!"

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dangerousangleofadream

7 months ago

There aren't a lot of girls who are willing to date a guy with a little dick. But the few who are, tend to be a little...nasty. I think I might have just met my soulmate.

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dangerousangleofadream

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