I Wonder How Many People Have Dreamt About Me
I love hearing about it! If you ever have a dream with me in it, could you please tell me about it?
26-30, F
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I had one the other night...we were out together in the city and you were whining about needing a bathroom, but there were none around, and after trying to hold it some more, you lost control and completely peed your white skinny jeans!
Afterwards, you started whimpering about how it was just an accident and how sorry you were, but I said you needed to be punished, so I found a secluded area and spanked you until you cried...you sobbed by yourself for about a minute, but came back and apologized again, letting me comfort you.
We started walking again, but people were pointing, laughing and commenting on the huge wet spots covering your bum/legs/thighs, making you blush and try to hide your face, so I took you into a store and bought you some leggings and a pack of diapers, then brought you into their bathroom to clean and change you. Afterwards, you commented on how easily noticeable your diaper was under the leggings, but reminded you that it was better than your soaked jeans/panties, and you quieted down, but were still beet-red as we walked out.
You wet again some time later, so I took you into a Starbucks bathroom to change/clean you, and you told me what a good Daddy I was and asked if you could "kiss me like a big girl", so we did that for a little while, but then I woke up right in the middle of it. :-(
Afterwards, you started whimpering about how it was just an accident and how sorry you were, but I said you needed to be punished, so I found a secluded area and spanked you until you cried...you sobbed by yourself for about a minute, but came back and apologized again, letting me comfort you.
We started walking again, but people were pointing, laughing and commenting on the huge wet spots covering your bum/legs/thighs, making you blush and try to hide your face, so I took you into a store and bought you some leggings and a pack of diapers, then brought you into their bathroom to clean and change you. Afterwards, you commented on how easily noticeable your diaper was under the leggings, but reminded you that it was better than your soaked jeans/panties, and you quieted down, but were still beet-red as we walked out.
You wet again some time later, so I took you into a Starbucks bathroom to change/clean you, and you told me what a good Daddy I was and asked if you could "kiss me like a big girl", so we did that for a little while, but then I woke up right in the middle of it. :-(