u/noiselessdoe7

I wish all jobs were respected equally so I could stop working in an office and do porn instead. Or maybe there could be boys club offices where it doesn’t matter if I’m good at my job as long as I suck my boss’s dick regularly enough. Or at least when work is over I could be a sex slave at home. I am so severely under fucked. I’m about to start grad school and I know I’d be a much better student if my holes were free use.

I know there’s a lot of willing cocks out there but I really can’t submit to anyone that I don’t respect. So many guys make it too easy. I get bored, I like a challenge. I find myself falling into the trope of the feminist/educated/financially independent/workaholic that deep down just wants daddy’s approval and attention. I’m so much happier when I’m doing tasks to try to impress my dom. I feel the most content after I’ve been filled with cum or piss or I’ve made a mess.

I love all of my holes being used and my only real limit is not being waterboarded, burned, or cucked. My talents are being like, totally wasted in an office.

I don’t really know where to post this - this is more of a humiliating confession than anything (and maybe this isn’t a deep or dark enough corner of reddit for this). My main kinks are piss, ddlg, and humiliation. I love pissing myself. I think actually, a lot of girls do but they won’t confess to it until someone else says it first. I’ve been sort of the sacrificial lamb in my friend group and I’ve spoken so highly about the experience that I’ve gotten basically/ all of my friends to do it too. I refuse to identify as an abdl or dl or anything of the sort because I think it’s too cringey and disgusting but I have always kind of craved being forced to participate in abdl or at least be forced to give a false confession under duress. Honestly I can’t even say it out loud. I can barely even type it because it’s so embarrassing, but I felt quite fixated on wanting to try it (at least by myself) because it feels so taboo. So, I have bought abdl specific diapers.

If anyone asks, I’d say I’ve only bought them once - just to try. But I’ve actually bought packs maybe 3 separate times now because I like how it feels to piss myself while wearing one. I have a small amount with all of the ddlg accessories that I have in a small box that I keep with my other toys but I keep my full stash under my bed. Usually if someone is coming over I’ll hide the small box better but the bigger box with the rest of my stash is always under my bed. I’ve been trying to come up with lies in case anyone is ever being nosey and finds it by mistake. I can’t even pretend to be incontinent or something innocuous because of how they look. The only excuse I can conjure is to throw someone else under the bus and pretend they’re not mine. Maybe I could pretend they’re from some type of sick bridesmaid hazing ritual or fucked up idea for a baby shower but I doubt anyone would actually buy that. No one has ever looked under my bed so far. I keep them on the side close to the wall so they’re had to be snooping on purpose honestly to find them.

Even though I’ve never used one in front of anyone else or with anyone else, I’ve thought about it about it for a while. While I was living on the west coast, I had plans to visit my hometown on the east coast; there was someone who I was really trying to work up the nerve to ask to help me fulfill my desires but there was no way that I could risk mailing diapers to any of my friends or family’s houses so I packed a few in my luggage. I was so blinded by being horny that I didn’t even think of going through TSA. I had only been on the west coast for a few months and I had basically just been getting high and masturbating in all of my free time. I’d go on dates but I wouldn’t let anyone actually touch me - partially because I had become so obsessed with watersports that I couldn’t cum without it and regular hookups felt like a waste of my time but I was too shy and ashamed to ask for what I actually wanted (from anyone except this one person on the east coast ig). I thought I had packed everything in my checked bag carefully but I didn’t have a scale and I’m pretty small so I was just guessing that if I could still pick my suitcase up then it was under 50 lbs. When I arrived at the airport my bag was 5 lbs over and they said I had to repack things. On one side of my bag I had my clothes, lingerie, sex toys, and diapers zipped privately and then on the other I had mostly stuffed animals. I opted to pull the stuffed animals out and I had to walk around with a giant (sentimental) teddy bear in my arms for the entire duration of my travel day. When I got my bag I couldn’t tell if it had been pulled and manually searched through or not. I shiver at the thought of being outed by TSA. I also had to find a place to hide them in the room I was staying in and then I realized if I did want to actually use one alone that I was going to have to be extremely sneaky while taking out the trash or if I wanted to bring them to the other person, I was going to have sneak them out of the house too.

After I went through all of that to bring them with me, I was still too nervous to actually tell the other person that I had brought them with me and there was no way for it to come up naturally. I’ve still never done it but I want it. Sometimes I think about just getting it over with or out of my system or something with a stranger (and then probably ghosting them lol). Literally any other kink is less humiliating to have - I would say I wish I had not bought the first pack but I had been fantasizing about it for a long time before I ever actually tried it. I wish I could either feel less embarrassed or transform my embarrassment into something hotter through humiliation. For now it’s sort of just stuck in my head. I still really love wetting myself when I masturbate and they’re unfortunately very convenient for clean up so I find myself going back to the box under my bed more often than I’d like to admit.

I can’t sleep so I’ll try to answer as many as I can until I pass out. No limits.