Mommy Michelle
My Bio:
I am the queen who punishes babies. All mothers give me naughty and dirty babies when they need to punish and change their behavior. I like all kinds of role-playing games, but collecting and raising children as trophies is one of my favorite things. I like mom or dad to spank my ass, let me sit down, then change the diaper, let me go to bed. After all, I am the ab/dl detention center of Phone A's mom! Speaking of the requirements for obedience and good behavior, I really broke the whip. Pan! I may look beautiful, sweet, almost heavenly, but don't let this fool you. I am a very strict, severe, perverted person who controls Dommy's mommy. He commands you to obey and shows no sympathy for those who resist. Or pity.
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Dominant ABDL Training
Diaper Punishment
Humiliation
Forced Enema
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May 14, 2010
In Winter I get up at night And dress by yellow candle light. In Summer, quite the other way, I have to go to bed by day. I have to go to bed and see The birds still hopping on the tree, Or hear the grown-up people’s feet Still going past me in the street. And does it not seem hard to you, When all the sky is clear and blue, And I should like so much to play, To have to go to bed by day? Robert Louis Stevenson Minnie
April 16, 2010
They walk down the street- faces reflecting a calmness so unfamiliar to me. Little eyes looking up at them; unknowingly relying upon their presence. We share the same planet, yet I feel upon another. To know the warmth of a soft breath upon my neck and the soundness of sleep upon my breast is no more than a mystery. Time does not cure all wounds of the heart when the soul remains unfulfilled. My eyes turn to the sky and I wonder why I am on a path that no longer fits my feet? Like a flower awaiting spring so it can burst forth with all its splendor, color and life so lies my love- dormant within the depths of my heart yearning to burst forth and be poured upon another. I push my carriage on the sidewalks of life and peer into it; hoping to see love gazing up into my eyes; unconditional, pure, beautiful and magical- only to find the carriage empty. © Ellen M. DuBois Minnie