Posted on Fri, 3 June 2011
The following is an email that was sent to me by one of the diaper girls this morning. Everything in brackets is my explanation, so you have a reference to understand.
Hi DaddyJ! I had an amazing time the other day. Going all night without a toilet was harder than I imagined. The smell of stale urine when I woke up in the morning was overpowering. And trying to mess turned out to be a lot harder than expected as well. Toilet training really is for life.
{She is referring to me requiring she spent a night in diapers before coming to see me the next morning. We met up on webcam the night before and I watched as she put on a fresh diaper with locking plastic pants over them. The lock for the pants was one I gave her, so I have the only key. She was diapered at 6pm the night before and came to see me at 11am the next morning. I told her if she wasn’t messy when she arrived, she would be punished. Her diaper was soaking wet, but not messy when she arrived.}
I always hate when you spank me, but I love the feeling afterward of a well bruised butt. Thank you so much for strapping me to the spanking bench and gagging me. There is no way I could have taken such a hard spanking without some serious control.
{Her punishment for not being messy was to be bent over my new spanking bench and strapped down tight. A gag was added to keep her quiet. I warmed her up with 20 or so hand swats, followed by 40 swats from the belt and another 20 swats from the long wooden paddle. The goal here was not to inflict pain, but to spank as hard as necessary to make her bawl her eyes out.}
You know how much I love the thought of public humiliation. Our outings in the past have been exhilirating, but that was a dirty trick with the t-shirt. It was crazy hot, but I don’t know if I could handle that again in the future. Perhaps without the enema next time? 😉
{In the past, I have sent her grocery shopping while wearing thick diapers under a skirt or tight sweat pants. This time I put her in a short skirt and a t-shirt with double thick diapers underneath. She was also given a mini-enema before we left. In the past it had always taken about 15 minutes to work on her, so I knew she would mess herself in the middle of the store.
Unknown to her, I had added a graphic to the back of the shirt that read “Check out my Diaper!” with a large arrow pointing down. Dressed as she was, I took her to a local porn shop, as that would not have been appropriate for a grocery store. A LOT of men smirked at her and made comments under their breath. She was beet red the entire time… especially when I told her about the shirt.}
To top off an already humiliating day, when I got home I realized I didn’t have my house key. I had to climb through the window to get into the house, which was a daunting task while wearing a short skirt and a messy diaper. The only unlocked window was facing the street, which meant it would expose my diapered ass to anyone walking by for a moment while I climbed in. I waited until it was clear, then hopped up and started to shimmy through the window. Then, I bumped the stick holding up the window and it fell down on my lower back, trapping me in the window with my diapered ass in full view. Try as I might, I just couldn’t get in or out and I was stuck. I was stuck there for nearly an hour before a stranger walking by helped out by lifting the window. As embarassing as that was, at least it wasn’t a neighbor or someone I knew. I can only imagine what went through his mind to see me in a clearly wet and messy diaper.
Anyway, I hope to be able to come for another visit soon. I have vacation time in July and would love to spend a couple days being punished if you’re up for it. Thanks again!