Motel Date Night: Part 1
True story
I waddled across the parking lot to the front office, anxiously checking the back of my waist to ensure my diaper wasnt visible. Princess Jess was walking closely behind, wearing a tight white tshirt, short denim skirt, and dark lip stick.
I handed the clerk cash, retrieving the room key, which would be ours for the next 4 hours. I couldnt help twitch in my diaper (uncaged this time, by the good grace of my Princess) thinking about all the married men who were hooking up this very instant and how much they, and their sexy, promiscuous dates would laugh at the sad, waddly, blue-balled state of this particular cuckold hubby.
We headed into the room, and I quickly changed out of my street clothes, into my sissy skirt, t-shirt, and striped thigh-high socks. I also added an extra layer of diapers; ultra thick ABDL carrousel diapers; grateful I didnt have to do this earlier, else my diapered-state wouldve been obvious to everyone we passed outside.
Princess had me drink 3 cups of water before stuffing her now-soaked panties in my mouth, and handcuffing my hands in front of my body. Her bull was going to be here any minute and I had to stay dead still in that bathroom if I wanted to avoid the humiliation of a lifetime&
You see, her bull knew I was a cuckold in chastity, but he didnt know I was also a diaper boy and a sissy. As long as I behaved, my secret would be safe. But at any moment, Princess could change her mind. The door could swing open, and I would have to scramble to pull my skirt down, hide my diapers, and salvage whatever dignity was left for a blue-balled diaper cuck.
*Knock knock* we heard at the front door.
She quickly snapped this picture and closed the bathroom door. I squirmed anxious for what was to come&