Potty Tiffany
My Bio:
Hello Master, my name is Tiffany. It all started when I was a little girl and I use to wet the bed and daddy would give me big spankings because he said I should be able to control my pee pee. What my daddy didn't know is I could control my pee pee perfectly, but I loved his spankings so much that I would wet the bed on purpose just to make him upset.
My favorite part about getting in trouble by my daddy is when I drink three glasses of water before I go to bed so that when daddy comes in and finds out I peed in the bed, he's forced to get a little dirty and wet trying too wake me up and get me out of the bed. So then when he's changing my wet clothes in the bathroom and spanking my bad little bottom, I can smell and see my pee pee all over my daddy and I love it!
Once daddy is done changing my wet pee filled clothes and laying me back down in bed after mommy changed all the covers, he kisses me goodnight and leaves me with a very red bottom and tells me even though he spanks me very hard he still loves me. Once mommy comes in she helps rub my back and belly so I feel relaxed after the hard spanking I got from daddy. Mommy rubs and kisses my body all over to put me to sleep and even fees me with a very special bottle daddy doesn't know about because she wants to keep me her little baby for a very long time.
Love Baby Betsy
Wetting the Bed
Cleaning up messes
Diaper Changing
Enema Toilet Play
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October 18, 2015
I secured Frankie’s legs down, his legs open and bare. This adult baby was mine to torment any way I choose. I slipped the cover over his eyes and heard his gasp as I trialed my nailed down his stomach to stop at the top of his diaper. Yes, this session could last all night if I chose. I pulled my fingers away and reached for the lit candle near the bed. Slowly I began to drip wax from his navel up to his breastbone. Frankie took in a sharp breath as I drizzled […]
October 17, 2015
I’ve warned you. You keep defying me. I told you that if I find that you’ve used the toilet and not your diaper one more time, you would be punished. Stop crying, you brought this on yourself. After you wet your diaper I unpin it and drape it over your head so that the wet crotch is pressed against your face. I pin it behind your head. You start to sob into the piss soaked adult diaper. You try to grab your clothes but I stop you. You’re going out […]