“We can’t have you wandering around here in a pee soaked skirt. We’ll just have to take it off you.”With that, my mother took off my skirt, le...aving me standing there in a diaper and top. The people nearby stared at me, and one little kid, maybe five or six seemed puzzled.“Mommy, why is that lady wearing a diaper?”“Probably because she needs to, darling.”We were at one far end of the mall, well away from the restrooms and far away from our car. “Dear, it’s unfair of us to make you walk around. Do I need to answer that?Not much point now, is there?I guess not.But it would probably be good for you. Didn't David ask?Yeah. I wouldn't tell him, either.Aha.Yeah. Oh, hell, alright, yes. I do.See, that wasn't so bad.Oh, yes it was.Sorry.No, no. I needed to say it, I guess.So, how often?What?How often do you do it, Lisa? I mean, no man for a few months, right? How do you cope? You used to before we met, too, right?Oh, you have no right to be asking me that.No?No, Mark.Okay.Is it?Yeah. Don't. “I know,” Denise said. “Roger, you should guide her down—let me show you how.”Denise straddled Roger’s legs, placed his hands on her hips, and sunk down into his lap. Then with an evil smile, she thrust her hips forward into his groin, trapping his erection between their bellies and began rubbing her clit on its underside, riding up and down against it. Roger groaned loudly.“Holy shit, Denise, oh! Wow! Oh fuck!”He grabbed her ass and pulled her hard against his groin as Denise grabbed his face,. He came the next day when I was about scream for help. I heard the main door open and he directly came to the bathroom.I pretended to be asleep. He picked me up by my neck and slapped me a couple of times. I opened my eyes and addressed him.“Yes master..”He threw me back on the ground and went out to have his breakfast. He returned to the bathroom after breakfast for a shower and asked me how was my night? I said it was amazing I loved being bondaged by him.After he was done with his shower, he.