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Learn your lesson.
I’ll hear no more excuses from you young man – I am very disappointed in your behavior, and I can see that you’ve been lacking proper discipline for far too long. The time for scolding is over. You will come over my knee, where I will pin you tightly with one strong arm encircling your waist, and no amount of squirming will make you free. You’re getting a sound spanking on your bare bottom, and the sting of my hand is going to teach you a lesson you’ll not soon forget...
I am a dedicated domestic discipline enthusiast, and first came to kink through spanking communities like Shadow Lane. Within the thoroughly grown-up domain of age regression, scolding, over the knee spanking, corner time, and mouth soaping, I have a deep personal fetish for the ritual of traditional corporal correction. Regardless of the trespass or your level of contrition, I am always ready with firm hand to dispense what's good for you.
I love the ritual aesthetics of domestic discipline: a hairbrush retrieved from Mother’s purse; a wooden ruler from the teacher’s desk; your Aunt’s heavy wooden spoon; the school nurse’s discipline paddle. I am a role play enthusiast with a particular fondness for age play and archetypes of female authority. Punishable offenses may range from possession of contraband (chewing gum, a pack of Lucky Strikes, a filthy magazine) to truancy, being foul mouthed, or simply failing to apply yourself to your highest potential. Of course, I also appreciate the ritual of role-play centering around adult predicaments. And I'm always happy to administer a sound spanking to those who love spanking for the pure, passionate sensation of spanking.
I devote special areas of Maison de la Maitresse to traditional domestic discipline, free from any form of dungeon apparatus, decorated in traditional 1950s fashion with light, breezy colors and fully stocked with an excellent collection of wooden hairbrushes, paddles, straps, switches, and canes. I have a personal fetish for retro-fashion and I collect period dresses, aprons, and foundation garments, which capture the essence of traditional female strength and beauty.
A bar of Ivory soap. A straight-backed chair. Corner time. And the no-nonsense approach of a woman who understands how to take you fully in hand. Are you ready to learn your lesson?
I am a dedicated domestic discipline enthusiast, and first came to kink through spanking communities like Shadow Lane. Within the thoroughly grown-up domain of age regression, scolding, over the knee spanking, corner time, and mouth soaping, I have a deep personal fetish for the ritual of traditional corporal correction. Regardless of the trespass or your level of contrition, I am always ready with firm hand to dispense what's good for you.
I love the ritual aesthetics of domestic discipline: a hairbrush retrieved from Mother’s purse; a wooden ruler from the teacher’s desk; your Aunt’s heavy wooden spoon; the school nurse’s discipline paddle. I am a role play enthusiast with a particular fondness for age play and archetypes of female authority. Punishable offenses may range from possession of contraband (chewing gum, a pack of Lucky Strikes, a filthy magazine) to truancy, being foul mouthed, or simply failing to apply yourself to your highest potential. Of course, I also appreciate the ritual of role-play centering around adult predicaments. And I'm always happy to administer a sound spanking to those who love spanking for the pure, passionate sensation of spanking.
I devote special areas of Maison de la Maitresse to traditional domestic discipline, free from any form of dungeon apparatus, decorated in traditional 1950s fashion with light, breezy colors and fully stocked with an excellent collection of wooden hairbrushes, paddles, straps, switches, and canes. I have a personal fetish for retro-fashion and I collect period dresses, aprons, and foundation garments, which capture the essence of traditional female strength and beauty.
A bar of Ivory soap. A straight-backed chair. Corner time. And the no-nonsense approach of a woman who understands how to take you fully in hand. Are you ready to learn your lesson?
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Oopsie daisy!
Many submissives experience a loss of control, erotic embarrassment, and vulnerability through diapering that is unparalleled by any other sort of play. There’s such symbolic significance in the image of a strong woman leaning over you, with a bright shiny diaper pin held between her teeth as she fastens you into an apparatus that deprives you of your maturity, your agency, your self-determination.
If you’ve harbored fantasies about submission in diapers, I offer some extraordinary equipment and can introduce you to a style that ranges from playful to inescapably domineering.
For the adult baby who needs to be fully regressed (by force, if necessary) to a helpless infant state by Mommy, Auntie, Governess or Nurse, what could be better than a full stock of extra thick, extra absorbent white flannel and cotton diapers, as well as disposable diapers that fit all sizes. Plastic pants in a variety of colors and beautiful baby dresses, onesies, bonnets, and booties are a must for any nursery wardrobe. Activities for special little ones may include bottle-feeding, story time, bath time, play time with baby’s favorite toys, medical examinations, and specialized infant discipline.
For those who wish to remain in their adult selves, diapering offers a devastatingly kinky variety of play options. Consider the erotic embarrassment of the "incontinent" boyfriend or spouse made to endure the embarrassment of diapering, the water sports enthusiast, or the sensationalist who loves the look and snug feel of layered plastic pants. Diaper dominance is powerful because it is taboo: It is an activity clearly shameful in adults, and for this reason it can be a source of deeply erotic kinky play.
If you’ve harbored fantasies about submission in diapers, I offer some extraordinary equipment and can introduce you to a style that ranges from playful to inescapably domineering.
For the adult baby who needs to be fully regressed (by force, if necessary) to a helpless infant state by Mommy, Auntie, Governess or Nurse, what could be better than a full stock of extra thick, extra absorbent white flannel and cotton diapers, as well as disposable diapers that fit all sizes. Plastic pants in a variety of colors and beautiful baby dresses, onesies, bonnets, and booties are a must for any nursery wardrobe. Activities for special little ones may include bottle-feeding, story time, bath time, play time with baby’s favorite toys, medical examinations, and specialized infant discipline.
For those who wish to remain in their adult selves, diapering offers a devastatingly kinky variety of play options. Consider the erotic embarrassment of the "incontinent" boyfriend or spouse made to endure the embarrassment of diapering, the water sports enthusiast, or the sensationalist who loves the look and snug feel of layered plastic pants. Diaper dominance is powerful because it is taboo: It is an activity clearly shameful in adults, and for this reason it can be a source of deeply erotic kinky play.
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Pretty in pink.
Imagine yourself being taken into a world of oversized fluffy diapers and crinkly plastic pants, and being engulfed in baby powder and pink satin bows. Your legs are lost beneath layers of petticoats, your body unrecognizable under the expanse of your blushing babydoll dress that poofs out at the sleeves and is embellished with rosebuds and eyelet lace. Unable to speak from the giant pacifier placed firmly in your mouth, looking out at your confinement from beneath the edge of your sissy baby bonnet.
As an AB/DL enthusiast, I love all sorts of diapering. But there's nothing like being my captive sissy baby. The perfect combination of strict control, Motherly love, gender manipulation and age regression, I adore my sissy baby girls. There's an almost hypnotic progression to the loss of control into diapers, dropping from your adult self into a helpless infantile state, and then realizing that all Mommy has ever wanted was a precious little angel girl to dress up and show off to her Bridge Club.
While the soothing sound of my voice might be enough to make you hold still, sometimes a baby girl needs to be swaddled, or even fettered, to keep her snug and safe, and to reinforce that no matter how much you protest to the contrary, you are my captive sissy baby.
As an AB/DL enthusiast, I love all sorts of diapering. But there's nothing like being my captive sissy baby. The perfect combination of strict control, Motherly love, gender manipulation and age regression, I adore my sissy baby girls. There's an almost hypnotic progression to the loss of control into diapers, dropping from your adult self into a helpless infantile state, and then realizing that all Mommy has ever wanted was a precious little angel girl to dress up and show off to her Bridge Club.
While the soothing sound of my voice might be enough to make you hold still, sometimes a baby girl needs to be swaddled, or even fettered, to keep her snug and safe, and to reinforce that no matter how much you protest to the contrary, you are my captive sissy baby.
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