Dangerousangleofadream - Femdom

Just have to shout out that I had the perfect birthday with the most amazing partner. Started with waking him up and pulling him between my legs, showering together and then lots of fun vanilla things. Even then, unnoticed by most the metal bracelet that has been locked on his wrist for two years still makes me smile. I haven’t taken the key off either. Just so happy this human came into my life and reminded me how fun life can be.

Life of a Drone:

Sometimes clients get exactly what they want. All it will cost is everything you are.

This subject suffered from acute shyness and social anxiety to such a degree that it left her unable to interact with the world around her in any meaningful way. As can be seen in the photo during her pre-conversion preparation she found herself unable at times to even face other people. Weary of life on the fringes she submitted herself for conversion.

As per her wishes we removed all traces of the Kreatures anxieties or nervousness, as well as her individuality and personality. The timid creature that once inhabited this body was erased, along with all its inhibitions and memories, leaving behind a dominatrix deriving pleasure by wielding power over others. Through a willingness to sacrifice everything it became what it always desired.

It now resides in the household of one of the rare submissive Owners, exerting control not only over the household drones but the person who purchased it as well. With proper safeguards in place, of course.

Young Lust (MDLB version)

This MDLB version of Young Lust is for @cooldude89979, a sweet little diaper boy who just wants to show Mommy how much he loves his diapies.

“Well good morning, baby! How did Mommy’s little prince sleep?”

Your brain was short circuiting. This is certainly not what you expected when you toddled out of your nursery.

Mommy hadn’t let you see so much as a bra strap for the last year. You were her little prince—far too itty bitty for such big boy things.

Yet, here she was.

“M-mommy?!”

It was all you could muster as you stood there in your dramatically drooping diaper, burdened by the nights onslaught.

This must be a trap.

Mommy hadn’t so much as acknowledged your itty bitty princely sword for over a year. Well, beyond wiping it clean of your peepee and poopoo.

No diaper rashes for Mommy’s prince!

You could barely think straight. After a year of nothing more than Bluey, SpongeBob, and Dr. Seuss books, seeing Mommy like this was…too much for you.

A year’s worth of conditioning clashed with your neediness for her.

She was your Mommy—babies should never think like that.

Yet, memories of your life before the Pampers came flooding back. Back when Mommy—your wife—wanted you as a big boy.

The things you used to do.

“You’re being silly, little one. Do you need to go poopoo?”

You used to be her man. The one she wanted to hold her after a long day. The one she wanted in her bed each night.

Now she treats you like the silly, helpless pamper packer you became. The one who chose pampers over…her.

Only someone who can’t handle a real woman makes that choice. Someone who deserves to be chronically denied from all pleasure.

You might have thought it was just so hot back then—but after a year of complete denial, you’re a bumbling mess of neediness.

You chose wrong. So very wrong.

Now all you can do is stare at Mommy. Wishing you could touch every curve, feel every mound of flesh you so willingly gave up in pursuit of your diapers.

No woman wants to play with a diaper boy. Why would they? Women want someone strong, someone powerful. Someone to make them feel like the feminine queen they are.

Diaper boys can offer nothing of the sort.

You’re far too pathetic for such passion. Waddling in a full diaper is adorable—but women don’t want to fuck adorable.

But it doesn’t matter. You still think you’re a man. Somehow, despite being unpotty trained, having a bedtime of 7:30, and giving up any hope of orgasms for a year—you still think you have a chance with her.

It’s adorable.

“N-no poopoo, Mommy!”

You take a step closer, trying to be the suave man you used to be.

“It’s just, you look so beautiful, Mommy. Do you want me to…to take care of you?”

Mommy stares at you for a few never-ending seconds. An eternity. For a split second, you let yourself hope.

“HAHAHAHAHA!!! Little one, what do you think you could actually give me? You’re nothing more than a pamper packer! You can’t even satisfy your teddies!”

Your eyes start tearing up—you actually thought you had a chance.

“Ohhhh, don’t cry my sweet prince! You’re my little snugglebunny!! Mommy doesn’t want you thinking about icky things like sex—you’re never doing that again, okay? Just be Mommy’s little cutie!”

“B-but…I don’t wanna be a cutie! W-wan be your man!”

Mommy pats your diaper playfully.

“No, honey, you’re not a man. You’re my little prince! My job is to care for you and keep you safe. Your job is to be the sweet, obedient baby boy you are.”

“I wanna have sex, not be obedient! No more diapers!”

Mommy laughs. A full body laugh.

“Don’t be silly, you’ll do whatever I say. You’re right where you belong. You know you don’t deserve orgasms. You know you don’t belong with a woman. You belong right here. In a diaper, under Mommy’s loving care.”

You want to run. To argue. To prove to her you can be a big boy.

But deep down, you know she’s right. You couldn’t satisfy her sexually before—and you definitely couldn’t now.

You’re safe in diapers.

Nobody expects anything from you. Nothing but a full diaper and occasional tantrum. You failed as a man.

This is where you belong.

Mommy smiles. “But, wanna know a secret, my little diaper prince?”

You nod vigorously. “Y-yes please, Mommy!”

“It’s the one-year anniversary of your last orgasm! You’ve actually gone 365 days without a single squirt! And I know cause I checked every diaper!”

Your first instinct is to celebrate—to join in your Mommy’s happiness. Yet, you realize what it means.

You’re so far under Mommy’s control, you can’t even orgasm.

“I think such dedication to your Pampers deserves a reward, don’t you, baby?”

Your eyes light up. “Y-yes, Mommy!”

“Good boy, you’re Mommy’s special baby!”

She leads you to the living room, sitting down and smiling up at you.

“Come sit on Mommy’s knee, little one. Put that warm, droopy, soggy diaper on me. Show me why you think you’re a real man. Be my prince and thrust your sword into the mush! Can you do that for me, baby?”

You deflate a bit, wishing you could have more.

Mommy notices.

“Well, if you don’t want this, we can just go straight to the changing table! I certainly don’t care if you go another year without spurties! But if you’re too little for this, I doubt you’ll ever be a big boy again!”

Challenge accepted!

You’d do anything to show her you’re still a man.

Anything.

You confidently waddle to Mommy’s leg, ready to show her you’re a real man. You let your soaked diaper rest on her leg.

Mommy winks at you. “Show me you’re my stud, baby!”

That’s all you need to hear.

You start gyrating your hips, feeling your little sword extend to its full two inches.

Look at you go!

You thrust with all your might. It feels so good!

Once. Twice. Three times!

You scream in utter delight. You’ve never felt such pleasure before.

There’s no way Mommy doesn’t see what a man you are! Not after that!

“Awwww, good job, cutie! Three whole strokes! Soon you won’t even need any! Mommy made the right decision!”

You catch your breath, preparing to argue with her.

“Don’t worry, kiddo. Mommy’s new boyfriend is coming over today. He’ll take care of Mommy. Maybe you can even listen for some pointers!”

“A-another guy, Mommy?”

“Baby, you didn’t think I’d put you in charge of my pleasure after that performance, did you? Don’t be silly! C’mon, let’s get that diaper changed.”

”B-but…Mommy!! I’m your husband!”

Mommy laughs. “No, my sweet prince, you’re my silly little baby. You’re right where you belong.”

It’s funny what can make boys of a particular nature go very light-headed, isn’t it.

I would love for you to do one of Madison Beer having you in chastity and saying how you are her good boy

You often still wondered how you ended up with a girl like her. She was the most beautiful and popular girl at school. Most jocks tried to get with her but she had no interest in any of them.

She had you. A perfect match, you shared your love for music and dancing and when she was busy as a cheerleader, she'd still go out of her way to look for you and greet you.

You were perfect together.

After she texted you were waiting for her in her dorm room like she had told you to do. You were on her bed, naked except for the little metal chastity cage she kept you in.

You shivered a little when you could hear her approach her room with her friends. The door unlocked and she snuck inside so they couldn't see you.

She locked the door and smiled, still wearing her outfit.

"There's my good, obedient little boy." She purred. You watched her lift her skirt and pull down her panties. Your cock started dancing in excitement.

"Ah... H.hi Madison." You say with a little quiver as being naked in her room had you quite on edge.

"Glad you are happy to see me too, Y/N." She teased while walking over to the bed. She climbed on and swung her leg over you before planting her pussy on your face, your tongue eager to serve her.

"Aaahnn... Mmmm.. that feels good. Such a good boy." She moaned while you helped her relax.

You diligently worked her sex and your own body was buzzing, cock pulsing like crazy. Her moans and breathing got more erratic and louder, you felt her hands grip your thighs and her hips couldn't stop grinding.

She was going to cum.

"Ohh..fuck.. baby!! B.baby!!" She cried out before her body tensed up as you sent her off. She covered her mouth before she screamed it out.

Her muffled cry broke and you start cumming with her, you moaned from underneath her as your own body squirmed.

"Baby!? Oh my god, you're cumming?" She moaned as more cum shot through the bars of the cage.

You both were shuddering and trembling until she shuffled forwards as her sex got too sensitive.

"Ohh ffuck... I can't believe you came from eating me out." She purred. "That's so fucking hot."

Madison climbed off your lap before scooping up your cum and sliding her jizz covered fingers into your mouth.

She bit her lip as she watched you gobble up your own seed without a single complaint.

"Y/N... You are just perfect... So kinky, so submissive... I love you."