Mommy’s Top Drawer

by Tina Moore

  “Then you can be on your back my little slut,” she said as she spanked Holly with an offcut piece of wood as they made their way around the store.

  After the store they did, go to get Holly’s cast off and were told not to do any strenuous exercise. Clare bit her lip to try and stop herself from getting turned on as the doctor lifted Holly on the table.

  “Lollipop?” She asked, offering Clare and Holly the jar. They looked at each other, making the doctor laugh.

  “Everyone is a kid at the doctor's,” she said, making Clare raise an eyebrow as she took a red one. Holly chose a yellow and happily sucked as her cast was taken off.

  “Will I be able to wear heels soon,” Holly asked, she had not enjoyed being off balance with only wearing one heel. The doctor looked at her like she had lost her mind.

  “You broke your ankle Holly,” she said plainly.

  “Yes,” Holly replied bluntly, and Clare enjoyed the show sucking on her lollipop. She liked watching Holly be inspected by another woman who was clearly in charge of the situation. She liked it, even more, seeing Holly disciplined by her.

  “No, you are not allowed to wear heels for a good two months to make sure that everything heels properly. Don’t even think about it, Holly,” the doctor replied. Something in the doctor’s voice gave her away, and Clare knew where she had seen her before. She thought that she must have had seen her last time they were here, but it was before that.

  “Puppy owner,” Clare said making the woman turn around in surprise.

  “I saw you at a party Sophie was hosting, you have a sweet puppy, a girl, you asked me why I was so depressive looking,” Clare explained, making the woman laugh.

  “Wow, yes OK, and this is the girl you bailed on our conversation for?” The doctor replied. Holly looked at Clare and looked at the doctor, realizing it was better to stay quiet.

  “Yeah, this would be her,” Clare said, running her fingers through Holly’s hair, comfortable to show her affection.

  “Well, she looks worth it,” the doctor replied gently slapping Holly’s left cheek a few times before turning back to Clare.

  “There’s a party tonight, if you and yours want to come, we’d love to have you,” the doctor said inviting Clare who just smiled and laughed.

  “Oh no, she’s my baby girl, not my pup, but thanks,” Clare said as the doctor shrugged her shoulder.

  “If you ever get one, hit me up,” the doctor said as Clare and Holly left the hospital.

  “Mommy, I don’ like her, she would be so mean I can tell,” Holly said the minute they were both in the car.

  “Yeah she might be, but we will never know so don’t stress about it baby,” Clare said, wanting Holly back in her little space.

  They finished making their rounds to the different stores for linen and rugs before eating lunch at a restaurant. When they got home, they moved Clare’s flogging cross to the spare room and redecorated Clare’s bedroom with the lighter linen and rug.

  “It looks like my room is for a five-year-old with these pink sheets and rug,” Clare said as Holly set up her stuffies against her pillow.

  “Um, yeah,” Holly replied, stating the obvious. Clare laughed and went out to the living room where she had begun to set up a play space for Holly.

  “Do you think I need a playpen Mommy?” Holly asked as Clare set up the 2x5 meter wooden pen in the nook of the living room. Clare had it custom made and painted in Holly’s favorite colors, candy pink and purple.

  “Yes, I do little one because Mommy doesn’t want your toys spread all over the house and this is the place you’re going to play with them in. Look, there’s a spot to do reading and coloring in and all the pillows and toys you could ever want,” Clare replied as she started to strip Holly.

  “Hey Mommy,” Holly said, beginning to fuss.

  “Don’t baby girl, Mommy is tired, and you’re going to be good and have bathies for me while I make dinner. You’re going in your fluffy onesie tonight, and when I cuddle you, you’ll feel like a little bunny all sweet and soft,” Clare said picking up Holly’s clothes and throwing them in the washing basket as she led her to the bathroom.

  “And duckie, and giraffe, and a bucket,” Holly said telling Clare what three toys she would like to play with in her bath.

  “OH, please Mommy, baby girl where are your manners?” Clare replied, withholding the toys from Holly.

  “Please Mommy,” Holly replied.

  “Because I had to tell you, you aren’t getting giraffe tonight, maybe tomorrow night you’ll be a good girl, and I won’t have to remind you,” Clare said splashing Holly with water.

  Clare dried Holly and was happy Holly didn’t fight her to put on a diaper like she did most nights. Clare clipped up Holly’s onesie and rubbed her all over, loving how the material felt on Holly’s body. Holly hadn’t crawled much in Clare’s house but began to as she followed Clare back into the living room was put in her playpen.

  “Are you a sleepy baby tonight little miss?” Clare asked Holly who was watching her in the kitchen from the bed of stuffies she had made for herself. Holly just nodded her head slowly and rubbed her eyes as she rolled over and began to drift off to sleep.

  “Not yet darling,” Clare said as she came over with a bowl of pasta and began feeding Holly.

  “Mommy, I just want milkies,” Holly said, pushing the pasta away.

  “You can have milkies after dinner baby girl, but Mommy needs you to eat this now,” Clare said as she spoon fed Holly another mouthful.

  “But it’s yuck,” Holly said, kicking her foot in a tantrum.

  “That’s OK, eat it anyway,” Clare replied motherly, knowing full well that the dinner was not yuck at all. She knew this was one of Holly’s favorite dishes and forced another mouthful into her when she went to speak again.

  “I think you’re just fussy because you’re so sleepy little one, is that it? Did Mommy work you too hard today, baby?” Clare said giving Holly one more mouthful before she was satisfied she was finished. Holly pouted and nodded her head, not sure if she wanted to be angry or sleep as Clare stepped out of the playpen and went to get her a bottle.

  “Here my sooky baby,” Clare said coming back with Holly’s blankie and bottle. Holly reached up, and Clare lay down next to her as she drank and snuggled her blankie.

  “There’s my good little girl,” Clare lovingly said stroking Holly’s hair as her eyes grew sleepy.

  “Mommy, I’m done,” Holly said, passing the bottle back to Clare and rolling over. Clare leaned forward and saw Holly’s eyes were already closed.

  “Are you falling asleep here tonight, baby girl?” Clare asked Holly, who just nodded and yawned.

  “Alright little one, sweet dreams,” Clare said, kissing Holly on her head and going to have a shower herself.

  Chapter 10

  The day had arrived where they would be flying to Sydney, and Holly was in fine form. Clare had already spanked her ass red and made her put back one stuffie she had packed.

  “Do not keep testing me baby girl, Mommy will have no trouble diapering you on the plane if you keep this up,” Clare said. She wasn’t joking either, the thought of Holly having a diaper on in public made her excited, and she had been waiting for the opportunity to arise. Clare wondered why Holly was acting up today. Is she nervous about flying? Is she over excited because it’s a new experience? Or is she just being a little brat because she wants all my attention? Clare asked herself as she grabbed Holly by the arm and forced a pacifier into her mouth.

  “You’ll keep it in young lady,” Clare ordered making Holly’s demeanor change instantly as a soft moan escaped her throat as she felt the words hit her clit. Sucking her paci, she reached for Clare who reluctantly held her.

  “Are you excited or nervous little one?” Clare said patting Holly’s bottom gently. She was aware that her ass would be sore for a few hours after the almost flogging she had dished out this morning. Holly nodded to excited and Clare rolled her eyes. />
  “Then don’t mess it up be being so naughty for Mommy,” Clare replied, taking their bags and heading out the door to the waiting taxi.

  They made their way through the airport and checked in their luggage. Holly constantly asked for candy from the vending machines which Clare continuously refused before boarding the plane and finding their seats.

  “This is nice,” Holly said as she sat down and began fiddling with everything she could get her hands on. Clare looked over to her and knew that Holly couldn’t calm herself down, so she took her hand and held it tight as the plane took off.

  Grateful when it was finally time to sleep, Clare put Holly’s seat down and tucked her in. The flight attendant who was to take care of them for the duration of their flight noticed the very clear power distinction and came up next to Clare.

  “Please forgive me if I am overstepping, but would your baby like a coloring in set?” She asked Clare in a hushed tone. There was only one other person sitting in business class, and they were at the front, Clare and Holly had been sat at the back, and Clare was sure he wouldn’t be able to hear anything. Clare looked at the flight attendant and smiled as they exchanged knowing looks.

  “That would be wonderful thank you,” Clare replied, happy to have their dynamic so open. Holly sat up and looked from Clare to the flight attendant and back to Clare when, the flight attendant, who introduced herself as Jenny, came up to Holly and gave her the coloring in set.

  “Aren’t you going to thank the nice lady baby girl?” Clare said making Holly blush.

  “Thank you,” she said, looking down, and Jenny smiled at her kindly before disappearing behind a curtain.

  “Mommy,” Holly said alarmed at what had just happened. Dismissing her, Clare took out the colors.

  “Draw Mommy a picture baby,” she said as Holly got to work almost immediately.

  Soon time passed before Clare saw Jenny again, this time she passed Clare a wine and Holly a juice box and told Holly what a great picture she had drawn. Holly beamed, and Jenny helped her open her juice box.

  “I’ve got a little one too,” Jenny explained, talking to Clare. Clare enjoyed listening to Jenny’s Australian accent and noted that it wasn’t like those bush accents she had heard on the TV.

  “Oh, I’m from the city, where, the more British you sound, the higher class you are and the more respect you get. But that’s more of an Australian secret, I’m happy I don’t have the typical come to mind accent that is portrayed over the world, it’s hideous,” Jenny said making Clare laugh as Holly finished her juice and handed it to Clare.

  “Oh I can take that for you,” Jenny said, holding her hand out to Holly.

  “No,” Holly said, making Clare instantly mad.

  “Holly, that’s not what we say too nice people,” Clare said as Holly passed her juice box to Clare. Clare passed the container to Jenny and decided it was time for Holly to be humiliated.

  “I’m just going to teach her a lesson, would you like to watch?” Clare asked Jenny, who smiled eagerly.

  “Very much so,” Jenny replied as she crossed her arms and bit her bottom lip as Clare buckled a pacifier gag over a silently struggling Holly. Clare took the blanket off of Holly, which made her cold and reached into her bag for a diaper. Holly’s heart skipped a beat as she saw the diaper Clare was holding and began to blush as Jenny moved to stand behind her.

  “You can take off her panties if you like,” Clare offered Jenny who gladly moved to stand over Holly. Clare had laid her down in her seat and Jenny, with Clare’s approval, grabbed at Holly’s thighs to lift her taking her panties off.

  “You have a sweet one, but you’re right, she is naughty,” Jenny said, handing Holly’s panties to Clare. Clare threw them forcefully onto Holly who pouted and looked annoyed as she was diapered in front of Jenny. Clare parted her pussy lips and teased her before powdering her and fastening the diaper on tight, its thick pad forcing Holly’s thighs apart.

  “This is what naughty girls get,” Clare said, pulling Holly’s pajamas pants back up and rubbing her hands over her diaper. Jenny joined in, and Holly wriggled as she was teased and toyed with.

  “Does she have a pacifier? In Australia, we called them dummy’s,” Jenny explained as Clare passed her Holly’s paci.

  “Is that because they are for cute little dumb babies who aren’t good for their Mommy?” Clare said playing with Holly. Jenny laughed.

  “I don’t know why, we just do,” she replied giggling at the face Holly was pulling. Clare had notice Jenny’s large breasts the moment she had seen her and wondered if they were full of milk. Holly had wondered too because she reached for them as Jenny bent over to put her dummy in her mouth, making Jenny laugh.

  “I don’t think you’re Mommy would like that very much baby,” Jenny said, taking Holly’s hands away. Clare thought for a moment. Ordinarily no, she wouldn’t have liked it, but she didn’t feel threatened by Jenny, in fact, she was enjoying babying Holly with her.

  “You can if you’d like, they do look particularly full against your uniform,” Clare said to Jenny. She sat down in Clare’s chair and pulled Holly onto her lap as she slowly unbuttoned her uniform and let it fall to her waist. Holly nervously touched Jenny as Jenny took out Holly’s dummy and Clare came behind her and took off her bra, exposing her two heavy milk filled breasts. Jenny held one in one hand and pulled Holly’s mouth to it with the other, gasping when Holly began to suckle.

  “Oh I needed this, thank you baby girl,” Jenny said.

  “I bet, the pressure must be painful at times,” Clare said as she stroked Holly. Holly reached for Clare as she suckled from Jenny, loving the feeling of the two Mommies pressing against her.

  “This has turned into a reward rather than a punishment hasn’t it baby,” Clare whispered in Holly’s ear. Holly looked up at her with her usual cheeky grin but shook her head not wanting it to stop.

  “This one now baby,” Jenny said, moving Holly onto her other breast. She could tell Holly was getting full by lazily she began to suckle and she smiled and stroked Holly’s cheek.

  “They are all the same, my little boy always attacks one tit but takes his time on the other too,” Jenny said to Clare who was rubbing over Holly’s diapered pussy.

  “Do you have to spend much time away from him? Is the distance hard?” Clare asked.

  “Well, he is the pilot, and we fly together. The other stewardesses don’t know, and I let him fuck whoever he wants, I have him as my baby. I have a husband at home, and it’s hard leaving him, but it’s easier on him knowing that I’m not going to fuck my little prince,” Jenny explained. Clare loved how open she was with was and was surprised by her story. Holly drank Jenny’s milk as the sun began to come up and Jenny took her off, wiping her mouth clean and pulling her uniform back up.

  “We will land in about two hours. I’ve enjoyed meeting you,” Jenny said to Clare as they exchanged social media accounts. Jenny kissed the top of Holly’s head and went back to being the perfect stewardess bring them hot buns, and bacon and eggs for breakfast.

  “Mommy, can I take this off now please?” Holly asked as she finished her breakfast. Clare reached over and patted her as she smiled.

  “No baby, you’ll keep it on until we reach the hotel, then I’ll change you, and you’ll keep that one on until you’re wet,” Clare replied making Holly’s mouth gape.

  “But Mommy,” Holly started to say stopping when she copped a look Clare usually saved for the interns.

  Clare dressed Holly in a baby doll dress and sandals to hide the fact she was wearing a diaper and thanked Jenny again as they left and made their way to the hotel.

  “Stay still for Mommy baby, you look so cute in your diapy I want to put it online,” Clare said as she took her phone and lifted Holly’s skirt.

  “Jenny might even like it, this is the one she saw you in today,” Clare said taking photos of Holly as she lay on the hotel bed, making sure to leave her face out.

  “Momm
y,” Holly said embarrassed to be on display, but Clare just kept clicking.

  “I told you not to fuck with Mommy didn’t I Holly,” Clare said as she posted the photos online for the world to see Clare’s naughty girl.

  Victoria's Baby Girl

  An MDLG and ABDL lesbian tale of an MTF transgender Police Officer who saves her baby girl in more ways than one

  By Tina Moore

  Chapter 1

  I come from the side of town that good parents warn their kids about, and the stories are all true. We fight for fun and money; your Mum could also be your sister because you're Dad's a fucking rapist and we drop out of school before we have learned anything that's going to help us go out of this shit hole. But the one thing they don't tell you is just how important loyalty is to us. Maybe it's because it's all we've got and when that's given, and blood is shed to prove it, it's the strongest bond you could imagine. So there we were a bunch of street kids who joined together for one reason or another. I intended to escape the violent outbursts of my Uncle, who had taken to using me as a punching bag for boxing practice. He'd come home drunk and throw some fists, usually passing out before any real damage could be done. I considered myself pretty lucky. Another girl called Hope hung around with us for a while so she wouldn't be fucked by her sister's boyfriend, but he had already forced himself on her a couple of times.

  We spent our time throwing stones at each other, standing around on corners glaring at the people who walked by, drinking in parks and running from cops. We'd break into stores and steal candy and condoms, and knew all the best hideouts where we'd wait while the cops ran around looking for us. I couldn't even count the times Victoria caught me. We all just called her Vicki for short, she was our favorite cop, and I'd grown up running from her. She would chase the gang and me over fences and under bridges. She'd always catch one of us, throw us into the backseat of the car, hands cuffed behind our backs. She'd try all the tricks to get us to rat out the other people involved. Saying things like, "We already have it all on CCTV so you might as well do yourself a favor and try for a lesser sentence," or "I won't be able to help you if this gets pushed further up the chain, you know what happens next." But I would always laugh or respond with, "No comment," and she would have no choice but to let me go after 24 hours. She was the only cop who had ever caught any of us and sometimes, we'd even wait for her to be on duty before we robbed a store so that she'd chase us. She wasn't like the other cops. They were pretty dumb, and we could easily give them the slip. But not Vicki. She would hunt us down for hours, making us run until we thought our lungs would give out. But when she caught one of us, which she always did, she was nice and kind and made us feel kinda like shit for ripping off the store manager. She'd make us go around there and apologize, hitting us over the head if she didn't think we were sincere enough. She knew we'd never call her out on 'Police Brutality,' despite her strength and size, she wasn't brutal at all. Her arms were full sleeves of ink, and her shoulders were broader than any woman's I had ever seen. She stood tall, taller than most of the men in town and when she walked down the sidewalk, people had to move out of her way, or they'd be knocked to the ground by accident. I thought she was gorgeous but I never admitted that to the guys. I just found myself letting her catch me as I got older, just excited to be near her.