Caretakr
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This is a little story about times past, enjoy!(names omitted,to protect the guilty) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I'm a Dom,I have done various fun and humiliating things with submissive girls in the past. One scenario involved having a girl pack her own diaper bag. Then we got in the car, and drove to the mall. I picked an hour when quite a few people would be about-she had been instructed to wear a skirt that came to mid thigh. No panties. So we arrive at the busy parking lot..And I get a diaper out of the bag,and have her hold her skirt up. Turns her bottom sideways, facing me. Then insert two suppositories up her bum, and diaper her, right there in the passenger seat-with people walking by,mere feet away.. She's turning red as a beet by now. So I have her shoulder the bag, and into the mall we go. We stop at the food court for a drink first. She's visibly squirming in her seat, as I have her down a large coke. I banter on light-heartedly as her discomfort grows ever stronger, then drag her along with me down the concourse-you can hear the diaper crackling faintly as she walks. We make it about half way down, and she suddenly stops,her eyes growing saucer-like in shock. I admit that I'm giggling at this point, knowing what just happened. So we reverse course back to the food court, where the bathrooms are. Theres a line at the ladies, and she gets to join the que. I sit nearby, waiting watching her..While she fidgets, eyeing the others near her-wondering if they can tell. She finally makes it in to change, and she's going to have her work cut out for her. The bag has a zip lock in it with wipes,and another to put the dirty diaper in. After a while,she wanders over to the table-red faced. I can't resist making a cute comment about "freshening up"-then ask her, would she care to indulge her shoe fetish, in a nearby shop? I admit that I am terribly amused, as I watch the conficting emotions on her face. Lust for new shoes-battling with the knowledge that the salespeople can look up her skirt-at the diaper. She reluctantly declines, and we return home. It's good to be the King.
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