October 9, 2011

THE HELL BOUND TRAIN

A Texas cowboy lay down on a barroom floor, Having drunk so much he could drink no more; So he fell asleep with a troubled brain To dream that he rode on a hell-bound train. The engine with murderous blood was damp And was brilliantly lit with a brimstone lamp; An imp, for fuel, was shoveling bones, While the furnace rang with a thousand groans. The boiler was filled with lager beer And the devil himself was the engineer; The passengers were a most motley crew- Church member, atheist, Gentile, and Jew, Rich men in broad cloth, beggars in rags, Handsome young ladies, and withered old hags, Yellow and black men, red, brown, and white, All chained together-O God, what a sight! While the train rushed on at an awful pace- The sulphurous fumes scorched their hands and face; Wider and wider the country grew, As faster and faster the engine flew. Louder and louder the thunder crashed And brighter and brighter the lightning flashed; Hotter and hotter the air became Till the clothes were burned from each quivering frame. And out of the distance there arose a yell, “Ha, ha,” said the devil, “we’re nearing hell” Then oh, how the passengers all shrieked with pain And begged the devil to stop the train. But he capered about and danced for glee, And laughed and joked at their misery. “My faithful friends, you have done the work And the devil never can a payday shirk. “You’ve bullied the weak, you’ve robbed the poor, The starving brother you’ve turned from the door; You’ve laid up gold where the canker rust, And have given free vent to your beastly lust. “You’ve justice scorned, and corruption sown, And trampled the laws of nature down. You have drunk, rioted, cheated, plundered, and lied, And mocked at God in your hell-born pride. “You have paid full fare, so I’ll carry you through, For it’s only right you should have your due. Why, the laborer always expects his hire, So I’ll land you safe in the lake of fire, “Where your flesh will waste in the flames that roar, And my imps torment you forevermore.” Then the cowboy awoke with an anguished cry, His clothes wet with sweat and his hair standing high. Then he prayed as he never had prayed till that hour To be saved from his sin and the demon’s power; And his prayers and his vows were not in vain, For he never rode the hell-bound train. Lily
October 2, 2011

FRUITS OF DESIRE

WE ALL ENJOY OUR TASTE OF DIFFERENT THINGS IN LIFE NOW ME I REALLY ENJOY A GOOD COLD ORANGE PEELED VERY SLOWLY DOWN THE MIDDLE.THEN JUST PULL IT APART AND EAT ONE PIECE OF THE SWEET FRUIT ONE SLICE AT TIME SAVORY THE JUICE AS IT DRIPS DOWN MY CHIN SOMETIMES MY HAND AND ARM BUT ITS SO GOOD I HAVE TO SAY.IT DOESN’T MATTER IF IT GETS ALL OVER ME I JUST LICK IT ALL AWAY LOL NOW LOOK AT YOU GET THAT MIND OUT OF THE GUTTER I WAS TALKING ABOUT A ORANGE HERE EVEN TOOK A PIC  TO PROVE IT LAUGHING . MOMMY LORRAINE
September 28, 2011

Forced Babying For My Boyfriend

Men are made, not born. Not all men become men equally. Not all men act like men. Here’s the story: My boyfriend was annoying me. He wasn’t taking me out, he wasn’t pulling his weight. I came home from a job taking care of a very good, passive little one. I knew my bf had the day off, so I had left a little list for him of things that needed doing around the house. I got home and nothing was done. He was playing video games and the house was a mess. The last straw, you could say. To make a long story short, I had enough, and I had an idea. I told him if he couldn’t act like a man, I would no longer treat him like a man, that I would treat him like the child he was acting like, a forced babying as it were. I will save the thrilling details because I don’t diaper and tell, at least not in such a public forum, but let’s just say he took well to the role. Care to hear more? It would be my pleasure to tell you. Your diaper punishment specialist ~Nanny Ella~ 1-888-430-2010
September 21, 2011

A Lesson for Mommy’s Little Man

Mommy’s little man has been a very naughty little one.  Seems he doesn’t think he has to mind mommy anymore. Well my naughty little man, I think its time for Mommy to remind you exactly who the boss is around here. That’s right, Mommy is going to teach my little man a lesson. When I am through you will remember that Mommy is the boss and it’s always best to mind Mommy.   I scoop my naughty little one up onto my hip and take him to the nursery.  There I pull off his big boy’s training pants and put him across my legs. I then give him a harsh bare-bottom spanking with my bare hand until his little bottom is beet red and very sore. Then I put my naughty little one onto the changing table and put a diaper on his naked little bottom.   If you’re going to act like a brat and be a naughty little one, then you will have to wear diapers like a brat. Only good little men get to wear big boy training pants.     Mommy Maggie 1-888-430-2010  
September 18, 2011

Autumn Storm By Firelight

A flash of lightening streaks across the sky. We huddle close beneath the trembling eaves As thunder roars a nightmare lullaby, And strips the trees outside of summer leaves. The fire is warm. Its light is warmer still. A gentle beacon holding back the dark. Yet, in the light of day, we know we will Deny the fearful pounding of our hearts. The ancient wonder once again is near. The fury of the storm awakes our past. When gods and nature both were to be feared. And spells of warding were by fire cast. An autumn storm returns us to that place When nature’s glory awed the human race. Katherine Marek Minnie We huddle together listening to the storms passing over our house all cuddled up me and the babies Baby afraid of storms come and cuddle up with Minnie she will take care of all those diaper needs and cuddling
September 15, 2011

Phone Nanny Ella when Mommy’s Had Enough

Nanny Ella is here to discipline and train naughty little ones that just give their Mommy a hard time. If you are making trouble I will set you straight no matter what it takes. Forced diapering and infantilism, enemas, spankings, sissification–I will go to any extreme to break you and YOU WILL BE GOOD for Nanny. In the end it is worth the effort to behave because Nanny Ella takes special care of sweet little ones and even though you have to be good, I can get as naughty as I like. ~Your Naughty Nanny Ella~ Call Nanny Ella for Naughty Nanny Phone Sex Role Play 1-888-430-2010
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