Part one of this story can be found here
I grabbed Mickey’s arm and drug him towards his bedroom. He an an adult baby sized crib. I got him into it and forced him to lay down. He was wiggling and struggling the entire time, but I managed to pull one hand to the side and securely tie it to the rail. He was swinging at me with his other hand and kicking like mad but I got his second hand securely tied to the other side of the crib.
“You can’t do this! You’re not my mommy!”
I held down his thrashing legs and just laughed. “I’m your mommy today and you are about to pay for being a disobedient brat. And all this fighting is just making it worse and worse on you.”
These words didn’t seem to effect his thrashing in the least. It took a few more tries but I got both his ankles securely tied and just let him continue jerking at his binds. The skin was already getting red from his tugging and rocking, but my knots were secure and I knew he wasn’t going anywhere until I allowed it.
I left him with his frustrated shouts and growls as I went to collect my supplies. He was going to pay today and never forget that I was in charge. I came back with my special diaper bag. One side held diapers and normal abdl supplies but the other side held my torture toys and that’s what this adult baby was going to get.
His blue eyes glared at me as I came over and undid his diaper.
This story is continued here
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