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Like my necklace? Wouldn't you love a chance to buy me a new one? Keep it near dear to my... heart 😉
Oh, look. My #Throne, how weird

P.s. you should see the uncovered version. I swear my nipples are perfection 👌 wanna earn a peek? Dms open late tonight 😈

throne.com/marykayultra

#findom #mommydom

Rents due. Who wants in 😆
#Sessions, #content & #drains. Football bets for those who prefer #gambling 😉

And as always, pay to play on #ps5.
Name the game & I'll make the price 😈
Dm me

#sexy #petite #milf #findom #mommydom #spicysky #gamergirl #egirl #gamersimp #realgirls #realnsfw #fyp

Rents due. Who wants in 😆
#Sessions, #content & #drains. Football bets for those who prefer #gambling 😉

And as always, pay to play on #ps5.
Name the game & I'll make the price 😈
Dm me

#sexy #petite #milf #findom #mommydom #spicysky #gamergirl #egirl #gamersimp #realgirls #realnsfw #fyp

If you miss me & want me to go back to posting everyday, just say so... say it in the notes while you're sending me $$$ on #cashapp #youpay works too Ps you can own these 😉 #findom #petite #sexy #milf #mommydom #spicysky #worship #realgirls #panties #seller #tease #slowburn #throwbackthursday #fyp

Art by Julie Delacourt

#nsfw #eroticart #mommydom #femdom #incest #nudity #pegging #oralsex

Art by Julie Delacourt

#nsfw #femdom #mommydom #oralsex #facesitting

#nsfw #adult #handjob #femdom #mommydom

My favorite Mommy - Mistress T

#nude #nsfw #adult #femdom #bondage #bdsm #misstresst #handjom #mommydom

Every good boy needs a nurturing Mommy!

#nsfw #nude #bondage #bdsm #mommydom #domina

“Dangerous Liaison”

#bigboobs #bigbreasts #boobs #breasts #caption #chastity #cleavage #chastitycage #chastitydevice #chastitycaption #chastityslave #upsidedown #upsidedowntext #translucentdress #translucentclothes #transparentdress #transparentclothes #transparentclothing #seethroughdress #hornyjail #femdom #femaledomination #dominantwoman #mistress #dominantfemale #domination #femdomcaption #dominatrix #mommydom #dangerouswoman

“Mommy Dommy”

#bigboobs #bigbreasts #boobs #breasts #caption #cleavage #isekai #fantasy #fantasycharacter #pelviccurtain #pelvic_curtain #mommydom #mommydomme #facesitting #facesit #castratrix #castratedslave #castration #castrated #castrationfetish #eunuch #femdom #femaledomination #dominantwoman #mistress #dominantfemale #domination #femdomcaption #dominantgirl #readhead

“Paladin”

#characterdesign #warrior #magic #dnd #rpg #bigboobs #bigbreasts #boobs #breasts #caption #chastity #cleavage #chastitycage #chastitydevice #chastitycaption #chastityslave #mommydom #gentlefemdom #paladin #warriorwoman #fantasy #femdom #femaledomination #dominantwoman #mistress #dominantfemale #domination #femdomcaption #dominantgirl #dominatrix #knight #fantasycharacter

Part 4 of 6

The ladies decided to try some kissing practice, while Zephy seems to be practicing on a set of different lips~

#nsfwart #gentlefemdom #hentai #mommydom #

Uh-oh! Looks like someone walked in on "Mommy and me time"~! I couldn't imagine who that might be... >.>;;;;

(Also, I want it to be so clear that his shirt does, in fact, say "Loch Mess Monster" on it. XD)

#LittleTrips #ABDL #Diapers #Diaper #Mommydom #BabyBoy #Mommy #3D #3DArt

Traversing the pristine, hospital-like building, uncomfortable memories of his stay at the pound started to flood in.  He remembered being splashed with ice-cold water on the daily for a "shower", the awful stench of human excrement that accumulated the over-crowded cells.  Oddly, that didn't seem to be the case here, but Morgan was on the verge of a panic attack.  This wasn't how today was supposed to end.
 
Seeing the large sign that read "Auto-Nursery" just before he was wheeled through the large set of double doors did little to assuage his nerves.  Sabrina would show up any second and laugh at him.  Salem would chastise him for running away.  This was a bad dream.  He was still at home, asleep in his bed, surrounded by the comforts and people he'd almost gotten used to.
 
Everything came crashing down around him as the frame he was attached to was lowered onto what looked like a conveyor belt of some sort.  From there, a pair of nurses worked to remove bits and pieces of the metal a little at a time, clicking things into place on the surface beneath him.  By the end, the frame was essentially gone, instead he was now strapped to the belt, itself. 
 
"Wha's...gonna 'appen to me...?"  For a second, Morgan didn't recognize his own voice.
 
"Oh, you poor thing..." the nurse to his left cooed, "Nothing bad is going to happen.  You're going to get all cleaned up and ready for beddy-bye time.  Then, in the morning, we'll take things from there, okay?  For now, you just relax~"
 
His hatred of being baby-talked immediately evicted whatever fear had been residing in him, and his body shivered with its departure.  The woman had told him nothing, which made his mind run absolutely wild.  "Jus' put me in a 'oldin' cell, fer fuck's sake!"
 
The nurse on his right clicked her tongue, "It's going to be a long night for you, if you don't start behaving better..."  She read the clipboard that'd been detached from his frame, "'Sweetheart'...?"  Her eyebrows scrunched together.  Confusion?  He didn't know this woman.  It must have been the 'name'... He'd show them a 'sweetheart'...
 
"Yea', yea'...  I ain' scared 'f you lot... In fact..." He offered a malicious smile her way, "Careful, luv...I don' 'ave my muzzle on~"  For emphasis, he snapped at the hand not too far from his shoulder, and both women scurried away from him in a hurry.  He cackled to himself for a moment, sure that would be the last bit of fun he'd have for the night.
 
Any and all joy he might have felt was wrung from his body instantly as the machine started up, and he began moving - backwards - into a large, metallic box.  One, last time he tried his best to free himself, but was stopped in his tracks as he saw a red laser scanning down his body. There was a soft 'ding' as it reached his barcode, and again once it was finished.  Above him, green letters flashed on a screen, but it was impossible to decipher them as he was moving away from the flat surface.

Finally, after another minute or two, he saw light starting to flood the area around him. Within a matter of seconds Morgan realized he was now inside what looked like a small, padded room. Before he had the chance to investigate further, however, a voice called out to him, "Hello, Sweetheart.  I'm so very glad you're safe!  I'll be taking care of you tonight while we do our absolute best to find your Mommy, okay?  You can call me 'JOY'!"
 
All he could do was blink for a solid few seconds.  The 'Auto-Nursery' was an...AI?  "Oi!  Lemme outta 'ere!  I don' need none of this!"
 
"Oh, I know it~  We're a big boy aren't we, Sweetheart~?"
 
"Fuck this..." If he could manage to flip himself somehow, maybe he could manage to crawl back through the belt and out of this mess.
 
"My goodness!  That's certainly not appropriate language, now is it!?  I'm sure your Mommy would be very displeased!"
 
With a sigh, he tilted his head to the side and closed his eyes, "Sure, an' I'm willin' t' bet she'd also be gettin' off on 'is if she was 'ere..." Not that she was his "Mummy" - he'd refused to call her that from day one.
 
"You must be so scared without her...  I know what'll help - a good clean up!  My sensors indicate that you haven't been properly groomed in quite some time!"
 
His icy hues reopened at that, "I ain' scared! An' I 'ad a baff a couple days ago, an' I ain't fond 'a bein' wet...  'M good!" This day did not need to end with salt being rubbed into an open, gaping wound.
 
"Now, now...  While Mommy is away, JOY knows best, Sweetheart.  Hmm...  I think a number six would be most appropriate."
 
"'Six'?  Wha' now...?"  Then he heard it.  Something started to buzz next to his ear, and without warning, he felt it rake across his scalp. Involuntarily, he began to buck as hard as he could.
 
"D-Don't you fuckin' touch me!" he growled, "I'll 'ave th' bloody baff if 'at's what yeh wan', but leave m' 'air th' fuck alone!"
 
However, the machine was not to be deterred.  Something coiled around his neck, making it much more difficult for him to move his head, and the thing continued. One swipe, then the next, then another, without any thought to his boundaries or consent.  "It's alright, I know the noise is a little scary, isn't it, Sweetheart~?"  Then, just as quickly as it had begun, it was over, leaving him a vibrating mess as he now somehow felt even more naked.
 
"DON' CALL ME THA'!"  Angry tears welled in the corners of his eyes. He wanted to scream, so he did.  That was the last thing he had that made him feel right in a world that felt so very off. He'd never forgive these people!  Moreover, he'd never forgive Sabrina; all of this was her fault!
 
The tears and rage had fogged his vision, so he didn't notice at first, but as he pulled in a fresh breath, Morgan realized there was something just out of his peripherals.  Peering back, he realized it was a metal tub.  Steaming, soapy water rained down from a vent in the ceiling, instantly filling the small space with the overwhelming scent of baby powder.  He wanted to vomit.
 
"There now~  Feeling a little bit better~?  It must have been a really long time since you were taken care of - little ones don't have long hair like that..."
 
"THAT'S 'CAUSE I AIN'T A FUCKIN' BABY, YOU GO--"  Something was forcefully shoved into his mouth.  No doubt a gag of some sort, it instantly silenced him, and he could feel the straps fastening around the back of his head.
 
He could hear a metallic kind of noise as an odd, plush hand suddenly retracted; he tried to dodge it to no avail as it reached out to gently cup his chin.  "We're going to calm down now, Sweetheart~  You just nuk on your paci nice and easy for a little bit, okay?"

'Really...? A dummy...?' Morgan did his best to push the excessively large thing out of his mouth with his tongue, but it was properly in place. "Mmnf!"
 
Suddenly, he felt the restraints holding his ankles begin to separate, and with a click they'd come free of the floor, only to be connected to...something else, now - more metallic snakes that were forcing him to present himself to the machine.  With his knees now almost pressing against his chest, the hand holding his face retreated, and moved to the tub, where it fiddled with something there for a moment - a washcloth, he realized, as the steaming thing headed back towards him a moment later.
 
"You poor dear...  Mommy really has neglected your care, hasn't she...?  All of this big boy hair must be so itchy!"  All he could do was growl and try to put his legs back down, but inevitably the hot towel found its way to his nether regions, and he was forced to endure several minutes of his skin being steamed so that he could be shaved down further.
 
As with everything else, the hot towels were removed and the shaving cream was applied to him suddenly, causing him to inhale sharply at the cold sensation.  "Oh!  Now, stay still, little one~!"

'Ge' fucked!' he mentally screamed, glaring daggers at the far wall.
 
He'd never liked being clean-shaven, but Sabrina often insisted on it, forcing him to lay down on a stack of towels so she could work him over.  Salem had always seemed to like it, and the sensation of his mouth around him afterwards had always felt more intense, so it was something he had started to tolerate, if only a little.  Morgan couldn't quite put his finger on why, but Sabrina doing this somehow paled in comparison to the AI's calculated way of going about it, and what was even more infuriating was the feeling of his cock hardening ever-so-slightly at the mechanical touch as it manhandled him.

With obnoxious precision and ease - and the addition of several new hands wielding safety razors and more shaving cream - he was completely shaved from the face down in a matter of minutes.  His ankles were then freed...only for his wrists to be caught by the coils, which then pulled him to his feet and started pulling him towards the awaiting bubble bath.
 
His shoulders complained as he tried to pull away, grunting behind his gag as he was inevitably pulled into the sudsy water and held in place.  "There we go - much more presentable already!  I bet you feel better, too~"  Defiantly, he shook his head, growling at the disembodied voice yet again.

"Little ones are always so fussy when it's past their bedtime~  I'll do my best to make this as quick as possible, okay Sweetheart~?"
 
He wouldn't admit it - even to himself - but the hot water on his skin felt good, especially after being naked and then somewhat wet for a while.  What didn't feel so good, however, was the way the hands around him seemed poised to attack his body from all angles.  A shiver wracked his body as the urge to run as his brain registered that he simply couldn't run from this, and then the onslaught began in earnest.
 
Worked from both angles, he felt one foot be lifted - which he was allowed to kick only once before being restrained again - and washed, while another hand grabbed his face again, eager to remove all of his piercings and what remained of the dark eye shadow and eyeliner he'd spent two minutes applying, and then fifteen meticulously smudging to perfection the day before off of his face. With nothing else to do but suffer, Morgan closed his eyes and aggressively chewed on the oversized nipple in his mouth.
 
"There's a very handsome little boy under all of that grime, I just know it~!"
 
A rough, shuddering exhale, followed by a loud inhale - one after another - was all he could do to show his displeasure and also steady himself as the soapy hands worked their way up his body, working the horrid scent into his pores.
 
"Mmngh!"  He hadn't expected any kind of detailing, though given the way everything else had gone today, perhaps he should have.  Feeling his foreskin suddenly retracted, Morgan jolted, instantly squirming at the sensation of the somewhat rough material rubbing his sensitive tip.
 
"Little boys always need just a little more care, don't they~?"  He was promptly pulled forward so that his ass could be washed next, while yet another set of hands massaged what he could only assume was shampoo into his long-ish buzz cut.
 
Heat burned at the tips of his ears.  Even Sabrina wasn't this rough...  'This is somehow even more violating than the first time she--'  Morgan was brought from his thoughts as a spray of water rained down on him.  For a second, he couldn't breathe, and all his twenty-four years flashed before his eyes in an instant.  Then it all resumed with renewed determination. 

His waist and hips, stomach and chest, back and shoulders - even his ears were cleaned to perfection while conditioner was smoothed into what remained of his hair and left to sit as jets of warm water rinsed his body down.  At least this time Morgan wasn't quite so surprised as he was retracted yet again, this time for a thorough rinsing.
 
By the time the last of the conditioner had been washed away, he was more than ready to get out of the tub, but somehow being roughly toweled dry was almost worse than the scrubbing had been.  Almost.
 
When at last he was sat down on the soft floor again, he silently prayed that he was done.  He'd just stay naked for the night.  'Please don' pu' a nappy on me...for fuck's sake...' 

Something cold being splattered onto him - lotion, he realized a moment or two later - had not been on the bingo card for the night, and Morgan writhed as he was forced to remain seated while the stuff was rubbed into his skin.  After that, there was a momentary pause where he was allowed to feel almost safe before several powder puffs began to gently harass him with body powder.
 
Feeling brave, he tried to grab one of the metal snakes, but another hand quickly saw to that.  "Ah-ah-ah! Almost done, Sweetheart, I promise~"
 
But Morgan knew he was far from being done...

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