| Title: | Started by Abuse | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Name: | Zackery | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Email: | Not given | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Gender: | Male | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Current Age: | 33 | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Whom Story is About: | Myself | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Posting Date: | 05/17/09 | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| Summary: | I was diaper disciplined from the time I was 8 until a few months before my 14th birthday. At that time I was sent to an academy for my high school years and no longer lived with my aunt, who was a vicious woman. During those years and even through college I don't think I realized I had a diaper fetish. When I first got out of college I started wearing diapers again but only in the privacy of my home. I live alone today and have two women who I pay to diaper me and at times I have them spank me. Corine is 46 and Dawn is in her early 50's. They each come to my house twice a month and dominate, humiliate and baby me for six hours each time. I hired them on-line and it is rather expensive but I can afford it. Neither are very attractive but do satisfy my fetish and remind me at times of what I endured as a young boy. From 8 through 13, it never occurred to me that I would someday want to be punished and diapered. My aunt was cruel, vicious and abusive to me most of the time. No matter how I misbehaved at that time I was spanked with anger and diapered. The punishment time varied usually from 24 hours to 5 days. Every day I was in diapers I was also spanked. | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Deekerian Score (10 is max.) [?]: | 17 (85%) |
I was forced to move into my Aunt Helen's house when I was 8 for reasons I don't like thinking about today, mostly marital problems with my parents. Aunt Helen was a very heavy woman and my mother�s oldest sister. She treated me badly from the start and I was very intimidated and fearful of her as well as her daughter Rose who was in high school at the time. I don't really remember when the first time Aunt Helen spanked me and put me in diapers was, but it was a traumatic experience. She spanked me so hard I could barely sit down afterwards. The worst part was that she made me remove my pants and underwear. It progressed as time went on and I felt I was diapered and spanked often for trivial things I did, and heaven forbid I ever talk back or complain to her. Within the first year Rose was permitted to spank me and eventually she started to diaper me also. It was mortifying to me but I learned not to give either of them a hard time about it, lest I wanted more punishment. Both were brutal at times and I think the two of them enjoyed humiliating me and causing me pain. I was always spanked bare bottom and at times completely naked which was downright horrifying to me. When in the diapers they would sometimes make me wait hours to be changed. I was only permitted to pee in them and when I had a bowel movement I was always supervised by one of them. At times I couldn't go just knowing they were there and watching me. If I was being diaper punished I couldn't even get a shower without one of them in the bathroom. The older I got the more embarrassing it became and I sometimes had to wear 2 or 3 diapers at a time. I was never permitted to wear pants during the punishment time but was able to wear a sweatshirt or t-shirt if it was colder outside. If visitors came to the house it just added to my embarrassment especially if they were female. Rose thought nothing of her girlfriends seeing me and at times changed or even spanked me in their presence. By the time I was 11 or so I would sometimes get erections but I don't think I actually masturbated until I was a least 12. Rose caught me four or five times and did tell Aunt Helen, but oddly enough I was never punished for it. When I was ready for high school aunt Helen got very ill and I don't know where the money came from but I was sent away to Saint XXXXX Academy, then to college. Aunt Helen is deceased but I do see Rose at times but mostly just at weddings or funerals. I see my mother although not often and we have become closer of late. She knows nothing of my fetish and very little about the way I was treated by Aunt Helen and Rose. About a year after I got out of college I bought the diapers and would wear them mostly on weekends and sometimes in the evening after work. When I was 31 I went on-line one night and found Corine and Dawn. The first one I got was Corine and I must admit it was awkward in the beginning. I'm sure both of them are experienced with men's fetish's but it was embarrassing just telling them what I wanted them to do. They are both very accommodating and I wonder often what they think of me and my fetish for diapers. After the first few months they pretty much knew what my desires were and now I say little to them and they sort of know what I want them to do to me. They both now change my diapers often as well as spank me. They at times treat me like a baby but also treat me badly and punish me. They also bathe me at times and although I am aroused and have an erection, prevent me from ejaculating. Dawn, I think, likes to spank more than Corine does but both humiliate and try to embarrass me just like aunt Helen and Rose did. I told both what an abusive childhood I had and both agree it is the cause of my fetish. At the end of the 6-hour time they spend with me I am changed one final time. That is when they masturbate me and allow me to cum. Four times a month I am able to live my fetish at its fullest but still diaper myself most weekends. I am dating a women in my office building now for the last 7 months but am too ashamed to tell her of my fetish and too embarrassed to tell her about Corine and Dawn. I've told no one about it and doubt if I ever can admit to it. I am ashamed of myself at times for having these desires but can't control myself. I know there are a lot of men who have the same fetish but I don't know any other man that does. I constantly think back to how Aunt Helen and Rose abused me and don't quite understand how I developed this fetish with diapers. When I was young I hated every minute of it and would cry myself to sleep at night. It was the most degrading and humiliating time of my life yet today I have to pay to have the same things done to me. What started out as abuse, agony and humiliation has turned into a thrilling fetish that I deeply enjoy.