Phone A Mommy Potty Tiffany

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A girl stocking her urine in the vessel and daddy give spanking punishment
Daddy scold Her Because she peeing in the bed

My Bio: 

    I am Tiffany, but I like to be called Potty Tiffany, which is my nickname. I am a sweet submissive who is obedient and compliant. I will do as I am told to do without any hesitation. It is so crucial to me that I be a good girl. When we talk on the phone, I will always be your good little submissive, and you will always be my dominant. I want my dominant to know that I pride myself on being a consistent bedwetter. I will always drink a few water bottles right before I go to bed to make sure that my bladder is full. I promise not to take a break between bottles, but I will guzzle one right up after the other. I will stretch my bladder to capacity, and I will be able to see my normally flat stomach grow puffy and big as I fill it up with water. Then I will make sure to go to bed with a big smile on my face because I know what will happen when I wake up. I want you to walk into my room and wake me up; you will see that I am drenched, soaked, and saturated in a bed full of my own piss. This excites me so much, not only because I love the feeling of laying in my own beautiful light-yellow piss that came directly from my pretty little cunt, but because I know that as my dominant, you will punish me when you find out. All different thoughts run through my head while I wait to see what you will do to me. My pussy gets wet with juices while I imagine how intense my punishment will be. I can't wait to get fully undressed, take all of my clothes off, and get myself ready to take my rightful place over your knee. When you take your hand and spank me, I will know that it is a punishment that I deserve.

I am a naughty pissy potty girl, and I should know how to control my pee, but I keep on pissing. The truth that you don't know is, I can control my pee perfectly, but I love to be spanked so much by my dominant that it excites me and gets my shaved pussy wet. But before you spank me, I look forward to the humiliating thing that you would make me do, which is stand in front of you completely naked and tell you what I just did. I would love it if you told me how much of a badly behaved girl I am and how disappointed you are in me. I would tell you how sorry I am for what I did. It really does not matter because I know that you are going to punish me anyway. I will do as you wish, and I will bend over your knees, and with my ass exposed to your face, I will anticipate you spanking me so hard and so long. Then it would happen, out of the blue, I would hear this loud noise, and I would feel this intense pain emanating from my ass, and I would gasp and take it. When you spank me repeatedly on both cheeks, you would gently rub my bottom in circles after ten spanks. You would repeat the spanking after rubbing my buttocks; you would do this series of spankings harder than the last. I try to shift to a particular side to make myself feel more comfortable as I am bent over your knees but grab on to me, and you lock on to me and keep me trapped. I try to pretend to wiggle out of the situation, but you make sure that I am stuck there. I beg and plead for you as my dominant, my master, or my mistress to please take it easy on me, but you will continue to batter my asscheeks with the stern palm off your hands. After my strict punishment of severe spanking, my bottom would be sore to the touch. Trying to touch my bottom would be a waste of time as it would be throbbing so much from what you just did to me.

I would have to pee after my spanking, but I won't need to go all the way to the toilet. I have a potty next to my bed at all times. My potty is my friend, it is a reliable source that I have had for 10 years, and I have to make sure to drain out lots of my golden showers into my prized potty. My piss is so clear with a slight hint of yellow. I like to hold the outer lips so that my clitoral hood gets exposed while I piss. Every now and I would stick my hand directly under my pussy when I piss in my potty. I like to stick my hand in my potty underneath my pussy for me to feel how hot and steamy the piss is. I would do as you instruct me and follow all of your commands. If you want me to piss directly into a tall glass cup and fill it to the top, I will do it. If you want me to open up my sweet mouth and be a good girl and drink down my own urine, I will do it for you. My pissy cunt will follow all of the orders that you give it. You own me, every single part of me, which means every single orifice can be used for your pleasure. And I love the piss of my master or mistress, so if you have to take a hot leak of golden showers in my mouth, please remember that I am your slutty human toilet slave, and I will do whatever you want. Whether you want to put a collar around my neck and walk me around the house or have me slither on the floor for your entertainment - I am yours, so please use me.

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  • Wetting the Bed

  • Cleaning up messes

  • Diaper Changing

  • Enema Toilet Play


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