Reading out loud the diaper discipline contract that you signed every single night.
Just to make sure that you understand that you were the one who submitted to this. Agreed to it and are now locked and bound to it.
No amount of tears or begging will release you.
That's clause 8.
casual dominance. asking where you are. who you’re with. what you’re doing. no baby, i’m not obsessive and possessive, i’m just making sure you’re safe. who is telling you this is bad for you?
There’s a lot more on yall here now, and I’m very grateful for it!! But I want to make sure you guys are entertained, too, so I’m wondering what kinds of things yall are interested in seeing from me!
Photos, writing, lil scenarios or thoughts? Let me know!!
The hiking trail you've found yourself on is desolate, but your bladder is aching for relief. You hobble forward, but you know it'll be coming soon. Leaks become trickles until you compeletely flood your black shorts, but that's why I told you to wear them in the first placr 🤭
*i can't hold it anymore"
well there's no puddle underneath you so clearly you can
"please, most people don't even hold it past 10 hours"
appeal to majority
"the need is unbearable…"
meh, suffering is subjective
"*sobs*"
tears deprive your body of liquid, here, drink this :3
“I’ll be right back, I just have go to the bathroom.”
No.
“Haha, I’ll be back in a sec. You don’t even have to pause it.”
No. Hold it.
“Hold it? Why would I do that? The bathroom is right there.”
Because I said hold it. Now sit back down, and watch the movie.