April 4, 2014

Mommy’s Magic Bottle

Made a new friend tonight, his name is Scottie.  He came over for a drink and got a little bit more than he bargained for… I slipped him a little something from my magic bottle that made him regress to toddler age. He got a little woozy at first, and all of a sudden, he couldn’t talk, couldn’t walk, or control his bodily functions… Normally I wouldn’t be able to overpower him, but I took advantage of his inebriated state, and was able to take off his clothes and diaper him. With a little bit of maneuvering, I pulled his pants, as well as his boxers down over his strong legs, exposing his manhood to me. I  then lifted his feet onto my shoulder, sliding a soft, clean diaper under his firm bottom, and  powdered him well. All the while I was cooing to him, telling him what his life would be like as my precious baby boy, being diapered and fed by me, and how I was going to be the one in complete control now.  Of course I would have to make sure I gave him his dose from my magic bottle in regular intervals, lest the effects wear off and he might be able to escape….or even worse – turn the tables on me…hmmmmm… Call me tonight to see what kind of surprises mommy has in store for YOU… I’ll be waiting. XOXO Love, Mommy Scarlet 1.888.430.2010 YIM: phonemommyscarlet
February 28, 2014

Diapered Clown Humiliation

The circus is in town…I love it when the circus comes to town.  I’ve been planning a special little surprise for a practical joker of mine.  Seems he has been getting in to a lot of trouble lately, all under the guise of trying to be funny and pulling practical jokes.  But the truth of the matter is, is that he his antics have been far from amusing, and he has been acting like a spoiled little brat.  I come up with the perfect retaliation – he wants to be clown and the center of attention? Fine!  I’ll give him just that, LOL! Everything is in place.  I bring him to the circus, but instead of going to the bleachers, I guide him to the back staging area.  I shuffle him behind a curtain where there are several women there waiting for him. It’s poorly lit, and they are babbling on about how everyone has been waiting on our arrival. From his point of view, everything turns into a mixed blur of events: faceless hands stripping him down, pushing him down; something soft and thick being put under his tushie, then pulled up between his legs; the look on his face is of sheer panic, but I assure him all is well.  Just when the realization that he has just been put in a diaper by several anonymous ladies, I grab a cup, pull out a red clown’s nose, and press it securely on his nose. “You like to entertain and make people laugh, right?  Well I’ve arranged for you to do just that!”  And with that I shove him out into the center ring, wearing just a diaper and a clown’s nose.  He looks back at me, pleading for rescue, but I wave him forward, whispering encouragements.  And then he hears it – the roar of laughter all around him.  He looks around, and finds him under a spotlight, with the ring lined with only women!  There is no escape as they close off his exit. Oh the fun they have with him; the chants, the pointing, their caterwauling building to a deafening decibel.  The teasing and humiliation goes on and on and he is subjected to so many forms of humiliation and degradation, each more tantalizing then the last. I smile a delicious smile as he looks back at me.  Yes, I think his diapered clown humiliation will due just the trick, hehehe. Lexus 1.888.430.2010
February 7, 2014

Bad ABie

Not all ABies are good babies. Some ABies are bad…very bad. One particular baby of mine seems to only know how to be bad, and is constantly wetting his big boy underwear. So because he is always making a mess for Mommy Scarlet to clean up, he now has to wear diapers all the time. Secretly, I think he likes to be forced to wear diapers and plastic pants, and I have to admit I do like the way he looks in them. My favorite thing about this bad ABie being back in diapers is now when I spank his little bottom it makes a crinkly sound which just makes me giggle and smile. Bad babies like him deserve to be reprimanded for being so naughty. It’s so easy to be a bad baby, but so hard to be good. So which kind of baby are you? Do you need to be forced to wear diapers and rubber pants, or are you the kind that wants to have Mommy praise you and rain sweet kisses down upon you? You decide… or better yet, let me help you choose. Mommy Scarlet 1.888.430.2010 YIM: phonemommyscarlet
January 31, 2014

Strict, NOT Mean AB Mommy

Sometimes I think the two terms, strict and mean, get confused.  To me, strict is an important thing for little ones – it comes from a place of love, not malice.  It teaches little ones and ABies what is acceptable behavior and what is not; what is safe and what can harm them.  Being a strict AB Mommy says I care and love you enough to want the very best for you – that I care enough to want to make sure that you know how to make the right choices, and how to navigate life successfully in the future, when I am not there to guide them.  Being strict means giving them the well needed rules they need to function properly. Whether they want to admit it or not, Abies and sissies alike not only need those boundaries put in place, but also need to know that crossing those boundaries have very real consequences. And of course that means that punishments are ALWAYS implemented – consistency is the key here.  Otherwise, they may come to think that the rules are something that can be circumnavigated, which then leads them to think that the rules are for everyone else BUT them; that these well thought out rules don’t really mean anything – I simply can’t have that.  This is the reason why I am ever vigilant with ever single one of my little ones, Abies and Sissies. So if this vigilance is ever construed as “mean”, then let me assure you, my strictness is done only with your very best interests at heart – and NOT done as a way to appease a mean, vindictive, sadistic side of me that extracts extreme pleasure, enjoyment and satisfaction in seeing my little ones writhe in pain and suffering… nooo… nooo… not at all, hehehehehe. Strict AB Mommy Lexus 1.888.430.2010
January 3, 2014

Think Pink: Sissy Abie Phone Sex

Hello to all you little ABies!  Now I know you all love to be diapered and am more then ready to be taken care of by a Dommy Mommy like me! But you know what else I think? I think that my naughty little Abies, those just like yourself, should wear a pink diaper just like the little sissy that you really are! And don’t you dare get that diaper all messy!  If you do you might find yourself in the timeout corner with a bright red little tush as a result of Mommy’s hand across your naughty bare bottom! I realize that little ones sometimes need a firm hand to keep them on the straight and narrow, so I am here to make sure you get the discipline you cry out for, though you sometimes don’t truly understand at the moment.  One day you will understand why I must discipline you so, but in the mean time, think pink! Mommy Lexus 1.888.430.2010  
December 27, 2013

The 12 Punishments of the New Year

Well, you have heard of The 12 Days of Christmas, yes?  Well I thought in celebration of the New Year rolling in, there should be The 12 Punishments of the New Year.   And so, without further ado (and in no particular order), may I present to you – The 12 Punishments of the New Year 1.  Spanking/Paddling 2.  Enema 3.  Diaper Punishment 4.  Cock and Ball Torture 5.  Public Humiliation 6.  Electroshock Treatments 7.  Forced Bi/Rape 8.  Sissy Slut Training 9.  Insertions 10. Waxing 11. Human Toilet     …and finally, the twelfth punishment on the list (drum role please)… 12.  Shibari (Japanese rope bondage)   Now, being the kind, sweet soul that I am, I will let you choice which one on the list we will start with first.   Shall we begin?     Long, deep kisses, Magz 1.888.430.2010  
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