A few years ago I made a special personalized recording for my lil sissy cuck, Pay Pansy. It was all about making sure he remains pussy free by making sure that every time he heard a women come close to orgasm, he would wet his diaper.
Uhg. It even feels weird to call him a “he.” IT is such a frilly, sissy, mincing little pet. Perfect in every way. But certainly not… manly.
Lately they’ve been listening to it again. Re-enforcing old training is never a bad idea. Sometimes it makes it even more ingrained then you ever thought possible. Like becoming part of your dreams. Your very vivid dreams.
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Curious about those dreams? Read on:
curtsy?
Good morning Princessa, i pray You rested well last night. i slept terribly, but i think it was worth it. You visited me last night and left my mind shattered. i woke up a trembling, horny wreck, and immediately wet my diaper again. This is the narrative of You coming to “reprogram” me last night. i was left trembling after i woke and didn’t go back to sleep for a while.
i am straddled over a Symbian, less than a foot from the “floor to ceiling” glass windows that overlook the busy street. i have been stripped of my extravagant sissy dress, my lingerie and bulky diaper are on full display to anyone that looks at O/our window. You loom next to me. Your stocking clad legs constantly vying for my attention and my need to worship them. i moan softly in pleasure and awe, the pleasure centers of my brain ringing like chimes in time with the vibration between my legs. i can tell that i am in a deep trance for You and fully under Your control. This feeling feels like You are perusing through different files in my brain. You find what You are looking for and “pull out the file” You teasingly show me that is says “the difference between peeing and orgasm” You tell me that You are going to take possession of this distinction in my brain, so it does not get lost during my latest round of reprogramming. As You take it away, i feel this deeply pleasurable sensation travel down my spine and i gasp. “The price is high, but if feels SOoo good, doesn’t it?” You said in an encouraging but condescending way. i look up at You, almost to Your eyes, i nod in agreement. my mouth is slightly open, a little bit of drool wetting my lips. “I want You sucking on a reminder of your status, Open,” You command gently but firmly, i obey and You slide an exact replica of my 4 inch dicklette into my mouth, held in place by an appropriately large pacifier gag. You lean back and admire Your work with an intoxicating smile that i catch out of the corner of my eye. “That’s what you are missing, my sweet sissy boi” i hear You say as You pull Your panties off and position them on my head like a mask, so that the crotch is directly in front of my nose. i tremble as i savor the aroma, just then, i feel an urgency buried deep in my diapers. “Now a little test of your new programing” You place an iPad in front of me with the volume all the way up. A compilation of multiple Women building to orgasm. As i hear their moans, the urgency in my diaper builds. You begin to count down, expertly building the vibration of the Symbian as well. i begin to hump the Symbian in a desperate need to build the urgency ever more. Just as You say “ONE!” You turn off the Symbian completely, but i am already over the edge, i begin to leak and lose control. i start to drench my diaper, unable to hold back. Then the realization comes over me. Am i pissing my diaper or am i having a ruined orgasm in my diaper. i can’t tell at all and my mind seems to shatter as the reality sinks in. Feelings of utter helplessness, complete submission, and deep humiliation flow out of me like the sound from a symphony. You see the realization in my eyes “you can’t can You?” You laugh in delight, visibly amused and radiating power. “Piss or ruined orgasm you can’t tell!” You shower me with praise as i sink deeper and deeper under Your control. i begin to whimper, as i recover from the exertion. “Thank You for simplifying my sex life Princessa, thank You for helping me understand that i love pampers over pussy” i look down at the busy street panting. i begin to see people looking up at me, as i lock eyes with each one in turn, i feel my dicklette begging to twitch. The more people see me the more my dicklette twitches, the Symbian turns back on as You chuckle in amusement. “Is My desperate horny little sissy bitch ready for the next round” i begin humping the Symbian “Yes PLEASE PRINCESSA, PLEASE!” the last vestiges of resistance falling away.
i pray this makes You smile and brightens Your day a little more.
curtsy
craving to be trembling at Your feet,
Your sissy cuck pay pansy
Then a few days later, I receive this.
curtsy?
Good Morning Princessa, i pray this dream amuses You.
i go limp as You firmly grab control of my head and guide my face to the sopping wet diaper. As i make contact with the diaper, it seems to transform and grow extrentrions and protrusions that make it more of a bondage hood and gag. my heart races at You lock on my new hood, the smell of Your golden nectar mixed with my piss pulling me deeper down. You flip me over and i lay on my back trembling, i feel You straddle my abdomen putting pressure on all the water You have had me ingest. You reach back and stroke the front of my bulky overnight diaper You have just locked me into. “I hope this doesn’t leak, too much” You tease. i whimper at Your touch, and You feel me tremble as i feel the gentle pressure of Your hand stroking the front of my new diaper. i feel You bind my hands into my sissy bondage mittens, my whimpering grows as You finish my restraints. i am bound like the attached picture, only difference being that the VR headset is locked on my face. i see a purple spiral and i am soon falling deep into trance, Your voice guiding my mind to the places You want. Feel more and more like clay, ready and eager to be molded by You. You turn on the H-wand on the front of my diaper, i whimper with pleasure even as the bulky diaper robs most of the stimulation. You whisper in my ear for me to enjoy my evening, to relax and let the denial and reprogramming build as much as possible, don’t fight it. i feel the door open and i know You have left on Your date. i test my bonds slightly, i can barely move at all. Just then i can hear a wet on command hypnosis being to play. i lay there for what feels like hours, You have apparently created a long playlist , each time the vibe seems to bring me to the edge of orgasm only to stop and i just wet my diaper. i can hear You come home and i shortly being hearing soft moans of pleasure coming from an adjacent room. i feel pressure begin to build in my diaper immediately. i woke up at that point, leaking and unable to hold back. i felt like i was going to turn my bladder inside out. whimpering and thanking You.
curtsy?
utterly subservient to You whims,
Your sissy cuck pay pansy
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