wittlesissybaby
Bed Head (Caption)
Published: July 22nd 2023, 8:00:02 pm
“Put his face in it.” Marcus said after I removed the sopping wet diaper from my husband.
A salacious grin spread over my face.
“No Mommy! Please no!!” Jake cried. He looked horrified, but at least he remembered to call me Mommy in front of his new Daddy.
“Don’t be scared honey,” I cooed, gripping the back of his hair roughly. He squirmed on the bed, hands cuffed behind his back. “Remember, this is what you wanted…”
Though I doubt he ever imagined it would go this far. But who has a “humiliation” fetish and doesn’t think they’ll eventually end up in dresses and diapers??
“No! Please Mommy!! Not like this! Please! I’ll—mmMmpHh”
I didn’t hear the last words he said, I didn’t really care. It was all muffled when I pushed his face down into the pissy padding.
“I’m sorry, honey. But what Daddy wants, Daddy gets.”
And I meant it. Ever since Marcus came into the picture I’ve never been so insatiably turned on.
“Plea-he-hease!!” Jake cried. I mean, literally, cried. It was such a pitiful sight. His face was raining tears when he lifted it off the diaper—right before his head was slammed right back down into it by Marcus. Pinning the squirming pansy into his pissy pamper.
“YOU WILL KEEP YOUR FACE IN YOUR FILTH UNTIL I SAY OTHERWISE!" He roared.
There. That right there.
Nothing makes me so hot and bothered like watching him absolutely manhandle my blubbering husband.
“Tape it around his head.” Marcus said, looking up at me.
I could feel my pussy absolutely dripping as I walked over to Jake again. He was crying and begging more now, but he didn’t dare lift his face this time.
His pleas became more muffled as I taped the diaper around his head as tightly as I could.
Marcus was pacing back and forth. His big, black dick pointing straight put in front of him like a bull in heat. Veins bulging, I could practically see it throbbing.
“Lube him up.” He said.
Jake was writhing on the bed—as much as the ankle restraints would allow—while I squirted a generous dollop of lube down his crack.
“Shhh” I said, coddling Jake’s diapered head, patting it softly. “Remember when you said you wanted me to ‘make you’ suck a dick? Well this is just the next step…”
More muffled mewling when he felt Marcus’ hands on his cheeks, spreading them.
Marcus stopped, checking something beneath Jake’s pelvis.
“Come look at this.” He said.
He didn’t have to tell me twice. Marcus lifted Jake’s hips with ease so I could see what he was referring to. Sure enough, beneath Jake’s waist, the sheets were soaked.
“Did he piss himself?!” I asked incredulously, genuinely embarrassed for ever marrying someone so pathetic.
“Na…” Marcus shook his head, placing a finger between Jake’s legs to the tip of his chastity cage. Ropes of long, stringy precum followed it all the way up to my view.
Upon further inspection, the puddle wasn’t big enough to be piss. Instead, it was Jake’s pitiful piddles. He was enjoying this. Apparently quite a bit. I had to applaud his acting skills.
“Now you know why I keep him in diapers…” I laughed.
When Marcus’ own laughter subsided, he got back to business. Working a big, long finger into Jakey’s asshole.
Jake breathed in deep, startled. I wonder if he thought it was Marcus’ cock, but surely he couldn’t have been that stupid. Especially when it started pressing down on his p-spot and made him spew the most pathetic, muffled moan. He started leaking even more on the bed.
Meanwhile, I was leaking too. I could feel how wet my panties were. Maybe I need diapers too? Haha, na. But then again, if Marcus told me to...I would.
“I want to watch you fuck the shit of him,” I breathed, grabbing his veiny cock and aiming it for my husband’s asshole. I couldn’t help myself, I plunged my other hand into my panties.
Marcus smiled big, then pressed his hips a little forward, entering. He placed his hands around Jake’s hips, easily holding him firm despite his struggles.
“It’s a good thing he’s got that stupid diaper on his head” Marcus grinned, “Because I’m about to make the little bitch squeal!”