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Power Exchange ideas with your little

Take away their adult privileges when they get home.

Restrict screen time

Make them ask for food, littles need help to get those things!

Make them change into a diaper, pull-ups or training pants to enforce the fact that they are little and need this just in case. You should probably help them into their little gear too tops!

Ask them if they need to go to the bathroom periodically, especially before car ride or when out in public, make them go potty even when they say they’re fine. Do they really know? Can you really trust a littles judgement? :P

Stop them when they try to do things for their selves and remind them just how small they are.

Run their bath for them, even if they don’t want to have a bath! You’re their caregiver, you take care of them and make these decisions for them!

Give a list of chores to do while you’re away, punish/ground them if they don’t follow through.

If they’ve been on the computer for too long stop them. They’re too little to spend that much time on a computer, coloring in a coloring book is more appropriate for somebody their age.

Encourage them when being little, remind them that it is okay to be little around you ♡

Be sincere in your interest when they are being little, playing, coloring etc.

Understand that your little is not a slave and isn’t going to be as easily told to do things like a slave might. Expect some resistance at times they are the child in this, they do pout and fuss.

You are their caregiver, so care for them as if they were a child, and make sure that they know that they are the child here. That’s the whole point of a power exchange relationship in this context.

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Lookie, the bonnet I made matches my blankie

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Who’s a blushy baby?

What do we do with bratty babies? Humilate them of course! 😏 Here is a list of phrases that will reduce me to a blushing little mess:

🚫Warning: May Cause Red Cheeks🚫

👗 “Aww look at my cute little baby playing dress up in her big girl clothes! Daddy will put you back in your proper baby clothes when you’re done playing pretend.”

😊 “Good girl! You figured it out all by yourself even though you’re just a dumb little baby!”

👗 “What is my baby doing in those uncomfy big girl clothes? Did you ask Daddy if you could wear those slutty clothes? Come here, lets get you into something more suitable for my little baby.”

🌜 “Is someone being fussy? I guess it’s naptime for my grumpy baby.”

🍼 “Be careful with your drink baby, you’re not used to big girl cups, you can’t always use bottles.”

😳 “You’re lucky I don’t pull you over my lap and show everyone what a bad little baby you are.”

🙈 “It’s cute you think Daddy cares that you’re embarrassed.”

🎲 “You stay here and play with your toys little one, Daddy is doing important things that aren’t for babies.”

🙊 “Good babies don’t use naughty swear words.”

😍 “Where did my little baby get such big girl panties?”

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“I’ll do anything!”

Never say those words

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You’re just a good fuckdoll that needs to be slapped to make your cunt went, aren’t you?

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Fonte: loscrignosblog

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You tried to fight it, you tried to block it out. The hypnotic music worming through your ears, a mixture of infantile lullabies, soothing voices, and even stern ones overlayed with each other. It was all so chaotic it made your head spin, like you were in a trance.

Even though you were blindfolded, you could swear you were seeing waves, spirals, stars. Was it just your imagination? Or was it something they put in your bottle? Maybe it was the sour liquid slowly seeping through the bulb of the pacifier in your mouth. Every time you suckled for air your mouth got a little more numb. Drool seeping from the sides of your lips.

You felt so claustrophobic. Any attempt at movement was haulted in some way, and every time you did, the diaper between your legs crinkled.

But the worst was the churning feeling in your bowels. A combination of bubbling and cramps that made you feel sick to your stomach. You knew what you had to do, what they wanted you to do, but you didn’t want to give this place that satisfaction.

You kicked and screamed and whimpered into your gag, but you couldn’t even hear yourself over the hypnotic music. No way they could hear you down the hall. More likely, they didn’t even care.

You got the feeling you weren’t the only one here. You’d heard the same whimpers and whines when they were escorting you down the hall. But that was just when you were in a straitjacket. What kind of sick ‘rehabilitation’ program was this??

The bubbling in your guts was unbearable. How long had you been holding it? You’d lost track of time long ago. You couldn’t even say how long you’d been here. Was it hours? Or days? Being in a blind, hypnotic haze really messes with perception of time.

You clenched, thrashed, tugged, did anything you could to try to make the cramps go away. But you knew there was only one way to end it. It had to happen eventually. You knew it did. They obviously weren’t letting you go any time soon. Or maybe they would once they got what they wanted?

The voices in your ears told you it was okay. That this was normal. Well…your “new” normal.

It’s what good girls do…

Mess your diaper…

Mary had a little lamb…

Be a baby…

You’re a slut!

Little lamb…litTLe lamb!

It’s not like you know how to be an adult…

You’ll never use the potty again!

It’s okay…

Everything will be fine…

Poop your diaper!

Let it out…

You don’t know if you made the decision yourself, or your fried brain just followed what the voices told you, but you gave one last, desperate clench, then relaxed…letting everything flow out of you.

All of your senses seemed to focus on the warm, icky sensation now present in your diaper. Even the music seemed to stop. As uncomfortable as you were before, that was increased 10 fold.

You tried to struggle more, to escape the messy muck somehow, but it only made it worse. The music kicked back in again, or maybe it never stopped? You couldn’t feel your mouth anymore, just the drool dripping down the sides of your cheeks. The spirals in your eyes intensified.

Maybe they would come change you now. Let you go. Release you from the confines of your mind.

But they were still hours away, or maybe days? There was no telling anymore. The music continued to play, the mixture of melodies numbing your brain.

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Had a dream about being filled by a ghost, and they wouldn't move or anything. Just leave me filled, cock warming while i sit on the floor shaking.

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I love making booties

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Hehe, I wanted to share a sneak peek at a Winnie the Pooh set I’m making. Just gotta finish the other bootie

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Cute booties I made 🥺