Published: July 6th 2023, 1:59:01 am
It was several months ago when Daphne first came clean to Dante. While their sex-life was fine, she couldn’t help but want something…more.
“You’re not leaving me for another man, are you?” Dante had asked, sensing her uneasy trepidation.
“No, sweetheart. Of course I'm not leaving you!” She laughed.
“A cuckold then?” Dante said. He’d heard the term floating around the internet. Being self-conscious of his own size and performance when compared to other dark men, he always worried this day would come. “You’re going to cuckold me.”
“No honey, I don’t want to have sex with another man at all!” She couldn’t help but smile at how paranoid he’d become. Would he take her actual news better or worse? “As you know, I like to be dominant.”
His shoulders sagged a bit, as if a weight was taken off of them and he didn’t have to be so tense anymore. Still, he was a bit hesitant.
“Yea, I’m aware.” He chuckled awkwardly, thinking back to the spanking she’d given him a few days prior.
“Well I was thinking…what if we took it a step further?”
Dante shifted again, “How much further could it get?”
Daphne giggled a bit too wickedly at how naive he really was. “Well…what if you were to put on a little dress for me?” She proffered.
“A…dress?” Dante repeated incredulously. “I dunno, seems kind of emasculating…”
“That’s the point.” Daphne countered, already feeling a stirring in her loins.
He shrugged, conceding her point. “Ok…if that’s what you want, I guess.”
She was surprised he agreed to it so easily, it almost made it not as fun…almost. So she brought up the thing she really hoped would happen:
“How would you feel about wearing a diaper as well?”
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Now, Dante has settled into his life as Daphne’s little sissy baby. What started out as him going through the motions to be a good husband and appease her desires has become something they both desire.
Maybe it’s just because he’s been in chastity for a while, or because the plug is currently pressing against that “p-spot” he’s been learning so much about lately, but he just seems to feel more safe and protected when he’s in the confines of his diaper and dresses. It could be the way she holds him and whispers sweet nothings into his ear and tells him everything will be okay. Because it will be, he sees that now. He doesn’t have to be the big-dicked macho man that is so often associated with being black.
“Wet your diaper while you suck on Mommy’s wet panties!” Daphne moaned.
Dante didn’t feel the need to tell her that he’d already wet it three times, and that the feeling was glorious. She would see that later, and maybe unlock him for being her good sissy baby. Or maybe she wouldn’t. After all, it was her decision now…
And he liked it that way.