Thank you Sir James, for taking the time out of your day to expose a stupid diaper fag like me. As you said, my diapers are bigger then me and this shows I’m a big diaper faggot.
Sir James is my Sir. Sir James is my Alpha. Sir James is my Master. Sir James is a Dominant Sir who humiliates & exposes me as a pathetic Diaper-Fag because it pleases him to do so. Sir James is a benevolent God because he takes pleasure in the fact that I want & need to be exposed, and he provides the humiliation I seek.
Started off locked up
Double-Bardex enema nozzle put in place before my diaper goes on. Fully inflated it stretches my rectum out to a point where I’m a bit breathless and wonderfully tortured. The real torture begins as it prevents leakage, so every drop of my saline/coffee purging enema is trapped inside my gut until it’s time.
I put on my ridiculously-thick, layered diaper and did my chores.
2 liters of saline coffee enema delivered, then after deflating the Bardex I spent a half hour helplessly flooding my diaper.
The next day, Sir James was less demanding. Just humiliating exposures in a huge diaper, wrecking my ass with huge toys, and sniffing & worshiping my collection of old underwear & diapers that are salty & stiff with dozens of doses of dried-on piss.
So I was trying to expose & humiliate myself in tribute to Sir James. But my new puppy found the shutter sound absolutely captivating, and he “Puppy-bombed” my shoot, lol!
And then he wanted to play, and then it was time for a walk, and all of a sudden my day off had evaporated into a puppy-cuddling haze.
“Sorry Sir, my dog derailed my tribute” is just about the lamest excuse a sub fag could come up with. But Sir James is pretty benevolent, I’m sure he’ll understand 😉
PS: no offense, but my puppy is cuter than yours!