diapered and humiliated
A slave belonging to Goddess Ezada Sinn must be adaptable. Not only is Goddess an intelligent, beautiful & charming Woman, but She is also one of varying tastes. These tastes are wide and constantly evolving, on recent visits Goddess has introduced me to Sensory Deprivation and Pony Play, amongst others. However, this story is not about those experiences. That will be for a story for another time, dear reader. Today’s story is about Goddess’ newest interest in Age Regression, which has developed since She had Her beautiful twins.
Age Regression has never been a fetish of mine, however, my likes and needs are secondary to those of my beautiful Owner. So, I find myself naked in front of my Owner……apart from…….a nappy (or diaper if you prefer). It is a humbling and humiliating experience being dressed so before such a beautiful dominant Goddess, and this amuses my Owner immensely. Of course, my humiliation is just beginning, Goddess orders me to get dressed as W/we are going out for dinner. And, no, the nappy is not being removed, i am to wear it to the restaurant. Moreover, as you may have guessed, the bathroom is off limits to me. If i need to pee, i must make use of the nappy.
i can feel the nappy under my clothes, it feels huge and as W/we leave the apartment my level of self consciousness increases. Although i know no one can tell, i still feel like everyone is looking. The restaurant is busy, which only increases my humiliation, surely everyone can tell there is more padding in my pants and knows what it means!
The bathroom may be off limits to me, but Goddess is determined i will go to the toilet, in my nappy. i really don’t want to pee in the nappy, just the thought of it is humiliating, so i try my best to hold on. Goddess’ determination to make it happen is greater than my determination for it not to though. 1 drink down and no problem so far, 2 and i am starting to feel the strain, the 3rd one though pushes me over the edge. Half way through the 3rd drink and i can’t hold my bladder any longer. i do something i haven’t done since i was a small child, i pee my pants. It is utterly humiliating, i do not even have to say anything, my expression and the colour of my face tell Goddess everything. She laughs at my plight, my utter humiliation amusing Her greatly. The bathroom is still off limits, i have to wait for my nappy to be changed.
Peeing in a nappy is a unique experience. At first, humiliating as it is, it is not unpleasant, a warm feeling spreads across my crotch. i was so scared the nappy would leak, oh how Goddess would have loved that!… It becomes somewhat less pleasant as the evening continues and it cools. Imagine sitting for the evening in a cold soggy nappy…. W/we continue our meal with me feeling increasingly uncomfortable, i can’t help wriggling around like a little child who has wet his pants……… Every time one of the waiters approaches my humiliation and embarrassment peaks, i feel like they can tell what is happening.
The journey home from the restaurant is an uncomfortable one, the nappy now feeling cold & soggy. After driving Goddess back to Her house, i have a bit longer to sit in my own urine before i can change. Finally i arrive back at the apartment and am given permission to change my nappy. Thus ends one of the most humiliating evenings of my life, i am sure it will not be my last.