My name is Jennifer, but everyone calls me Jenn. My story of diaper discipline actually began as an adult. I’ve always loved humiliation and being little, but diapers had never really occurred to me. Then I met my boyfriend and Daddy Dom, Rick. We weren’t dating at the time, but we had met in the local BDSM scene and played together a few times.
One day, we were at a party and we were doing a scene with me bent over a leather chair with my wrists and ankles bound to the feet of the chair. He was using a Hitachi on my clitoris while he spanked me with a small wooden paddle. It was an amazing scene and I actually squirted for only the second time in my life. Rick started to berate me for wetting myself and making a mess of the furniture and floor. It was so humiliating to be treated that way in front of all the people watching our scene, which felt amazing.
He gave me another twenty hard swats, then released my hands and feet. I was given cleaning supplies and ordered to clean up my mess. While I was cleaning, he walked away for a few minutes and returned holding an adult diaper.
After the mess was cleaned up, he ordered me to lie on the floor as she put the diaper under my ass and taped it up. I felt ridiculous wearing a diaper, but the humiliation from everyone laughing and teasing me triggered my subspace more than I ever felt possible. I spent the rest of the evening following Rick around on all fours, wearing only that diaper and being subjected to frequent humiliating diaper checks.
That night, I went home with him and we’ve been together ever since. I never realized how amazing diapers were, but I’m glad he introduced me to that part of myself. It’s been a couple years since that night and I’ve spent more of that time in diapers than out. I love it!
Anyways, I just thought I would share my story as others have. I love your site! Perhaps I can come model for you someday when I come to the US. 😀