Since the time I have been with daddy he has felt the need to teach me several things. One of the things is that I have NO PRIVACY or rather NO NEED FOR PRIVACY from daddy. I Remember one time I was in the bathroom and on the toilet and I had closed the door. It was just daddy and me in the house. Daddy came in rather mad and said. Why did you close the door, I was kind of embarrassed I said. OF what daddy asked. Of you seeing me go.. Daddy said from this day forth you need not feel shame, embarrassment or humiliation about anything with daddy. Over the next couple days daddy made it a point to do things to break me of this sudden need for privacy. I could also see that at times daddy really like complete authority over me. And felt that at times I needed to be reminded of that.
1) Daddy started checking my underpants when I changed, the reason is daddy felt if there are any stains at all then I was not either making it to the bathroom on time, or not shaking or wiping properly. Either was an indication that I was not grown enough to go by my self. Daddy said I would be diapered until I could act like a big boy. Diapering me offered daddy several things. It placed me in situations several times daily where I was being dress and undressed by daddy, where examination of my "PRIVATES", and thru repeated changings I would get over any modesty with this.
2) When I had to do number 2 daddy would actually take me, he would take my diaper down or off. Lead me to the bathroom and have me sit on the toilet. Sometimes daddy would stay, he might make it obvious that he was watching, other times he would just check in. Sometimes he would touch me. He would expect that no matter what he was doing I would do my business. Again after repeated use daddy would break me of modesty
This was still true when we were out and about, daddy would always take me into the big handicapped stalls, where he would practically strip me and make me use the bathroom. Daddy might take this opportunity to change me.
But Daddy would many times make me go with him when he had to use the bathroom. He might take me to the bathroom and let me hold his pee pee when he peed to show me how a man does it. He did his best to show me that there is no modesty. The difference between me and daddy is that daddy at times would go in by himself and close the door.
One time daddy and I were on a long drive, I of course was in a diaper. Daddy likes to exert his authority at times. He usually would make me strip down to just the diaper while driving, so he could see me in the diaper, and check it at times to see if I was wet. Daddy would take these times to make me demonstrate if I play with my self right. He would yank the front of my diaper open, and say show daddy how you play with it. He would give me a little direction. "EVEN AT TIMES LIKE THIS DADDY USUALLY INSISTS THAT MY LEGS ARE SPREAD" so he can see everything. I would get close to Cumming, but I would have to wait till daddy said CUM. Soon when I get ready to cum, daddy reaches over and gives it the last few strokes, "Daddy said that with few exception it would be daddy that always made me cum" I squirmed, and again in the excitement I would close me legs. "SPREAD EM" daddy insistently said, and I opened them. Daddy liked authority at these times. I made a mess, I shot everywhere. I was sitting on a diaper, daddy knew that after I cum I usually have to pee and daddy said "pee" I asked NOW? he said yes do it now. I peed right there and to my surprise the diaper soaked it all up. At the next rest area daddy pulled to a dark part of the Rest area and Daddy leaned the seat back cleaned and diapered me again. Put shorts and a shirt on me, and took me in to the handicapped stall. Daddy had to go and didn't want me in the car by my self.
Daddy liked putting his pee pee in my mouth, I liked this too but I never knew what daddy as going to do in my mouth. Daddy always liked control at these times. He would either have his hands on either side of my head and force his cock in my mouth. Or his favorite position is with me naked on my back and him straddling my chest and fucking my face. He like me naked because he liked looking down on his naked helpless boy. He also liked it because he had complete control, how deep how fast. He had me pinned and I couldn't back off or stop if from going deeper. Daddy liked it too because what ever his penis put in my mouth I was compelled to swallow. The first time daddy came or peed in me was like this.
Daddy had just removed a diaper and cleaned me up, he had an UNDER PAD under me, a pad that soak up any accidents I might have but protected beds chairs ect. This was usually under my bottom, but today daddy had one under my head too. I lay there naked, and daddy strips off his underpants. He climbs on top of me and puts his big pee pee in my mouth. I moan in a muffle. Daddy says "Shh.. Its okay be a good boy." Daddy's pee pee is big and I am scared, but I like it. Daddy starts pumping, he lets up ever few sec to let me breathe but then back in. Daddy was looking down at the expression of surprise on my face, then I felt something warm in my mouth. Daddy had stopped pumping at that time. He was careful to fill my mouth then stop. I swallowed but was coughing. Daddy pulled of for a second, and said. From now on don't swallow till I say so okay. With out a chance to ask anything back in it went and again some warm salty stuff was trickled in my mouth I held it daddy looked down at his boy with his boy full of his daddy's pee, and said swallow.
Daddy's pee pee got REAL hard after that and he began to pump faster and faster. Daddy began to pant, harder and harder. My mouth filled again this time with something else. I DIDN'T DARE SWALLOW. Daddy, had put his pee pee deep in my mouth, and was laying there panting, after a few seconds daddy said swallow. His pee pee still in my mouth. I swallowed. Daddy, squeezed his pee pee and a few more drops of the new stuff spilled in to my mouth and again he said swallow. Daddy stood up I had a under pad under my mid section, spread your legs boy. I did as I was told Daddy proceeded to piss the rest on my pee pee and over the bed pad. Daddy put on a pair of shorts.
He cleaned me up diapered me and told me it was time to take a nap, daddy layed down he heard me toss and turn. He rather impatiently pulled the diaper down, and proceed to wiggle my wee wee, and in a few seconds I came in front of daddy he wiped his hand on the inside of the clean diaper pulled my diaper back up, said he would clean it later. We drifted off to sleep.
Daddy believed in SPANKINGS.. He never wanted to hurt me, but daddy felt a good spanking is needed. A good spanking meant I would be crying like the boy I was. SEEING AS I AM ACTUALLY 33 and not the 10 year old I wanna be daddy would do things to make me as helpless as a boy of 10 would be. When daddy was mad, or I had disobeyed him, and I had earned a GOOD SPANKING.. He would tie my hands so I could not put them in the way. Daddy had several ways to let me know I was in trouble. One of them Daddy would call me to him, usually in his bed room, he would be removing his belt so I could see. He would have rope or something to tie my hands. Then he would have me stand before him, and again Yank the diaper, shorts or what ever clean off me. He would tell me what I did and how many whacks. Usually no less then 5, but a good spanking meant I would actually cry. When it was over daddy would let me know he wasn't mad anymore and that with the spanking I had been punished. Sometimes daddy would take that time to hold me, hug me. Kiss me. Sometimes he would play with my pee pee. I can remember one time where I got mad that I was spanked, that was a mistake. It earned me a more sever spanking, my bottom was so red. Then daddy decided to FUCK ME LONG AND HARD, my bottom being sore would feel each thrust Daddy gave me. These spanking usually meant an UNDER PAD was under my pee pee, because I would usually wet my self before daddy was finished.
Daddy seemed to enjoy that part of it.
TOO BE CONTINUED.