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Blog #3: What is a...Quietly Humiliated?

The first ABDL story that I ever wrote, about 15 years ago, was about a man who hired a sex worker to treat him like a baby. He had hired her a few times before, but their arrangement was becoming strained by his increasing demands and terrible attitude. Finally pushed to her limits, she leaves t...

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QH Archives: Late to the Meeting

Nobody wanted to be the one to say anything, because that would insinuate that we were looking. But...how could you not? 

The rest of us were already in the conference room, where we waited on her to start the meeting. Finally, in she comes, having to walk past all of us to the one emp...

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QH Archive: The Closet Secret

"So, can I ask you something?”

“Sure,” she said with a polite smile, “ask me anything.”

“You’re going to hate me, but...I went into your closet the other day.”

“Oh.”  She slowly put down her glass of wine and her smile was replaced by a look of worry. &n...

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QH Archives: Thomas, Reappearing

After having been missing for 2 days, Thomas Gorton was found in the center of the Oakdale Circle Mall, tied to an information kiosk.  The discovery hadn’t been made by security in their early morning perimeter check, rather it was made just as the doors opened for the weekend rush.  ...

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QH Archives: Victoria's Stained Panties

The pink ones with the yellow stripes. The white ones with the pink hearts. The light blue ones with the picture of a panda on them. The leopard print ones. The orange ones. The purple ones that said “lick me” on the backside. The white ones with the rainbow stripes. 

Each pair of ...

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QH Archives: Just a Little Longer

 

“Alright,” she said to herself, “you can do this.”  She didn’t instil the confidence in herself that she had been hoping to, though.

It shouldn’t have been that hard.  For 23 years, she had managed to make it to the bathroom on time without fail, give or t...

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QH Archives: A Call from Mommy

“...and just how is my special little guy today?”

“Well, Ms. Fairbanks, he’s...uhm...he hasn’t been especially cooperative today.”

“No?”

“No, ma’am.  I’m afraid he threw a bit of a tantrum before.”

“Is that so?  And what brought that on?...

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A Pile of Shame

I carefully lined up my shot, my crosshairs were just about locked onto the sniper who had been causing so many problems for the squad. This, I thought, was going to save the day.


Mac was on my headset, speaking in a hushed tone - probably sensing that I was lining up a good sho...

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QH Archives Special Edition: Jenny and I in the Hotel Lobby

Not only has this been re-edited, but I've extended this story to more than twice its original length. Its practically a new story. Just for you.

I stood in the hotel lobby, slightly behind her, as she spoke to the clerk at the counter.  The only bag between us was the small b...

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Blog #2: Weekly Board Meeting

Are you doing well? Staying safe? Being healthy? Staying hydrated? Getting into an acceptable amount of trouble?

I’ll be dropping these blog posts once a week or so (maybe missing a week here and there when it makes sense). Most of the blog posts will be exclusive to Tier 2 and Tier 3 pat...

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QH Archives: In Bed with Nicole

“Kiss me,” she said, drawing herself closer to me in the bed.  I wasn’t prepared for her advance, but I didn’t need much time to be.  I quickly tossed my phone aside, cringing a little as I heard it bounce off the floor.  

Mental note to self:  Check damage to ph...

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QH Archives: Sticky Situations

We hadn’t spoke since we left the party, and it was a pretty long drive home. I had opened my mouth a few times to say something - maybe offer an apology at the very least - but she would only hold up a hand to silence me.

It wouldn’t be until we had both entered the apartment and the d...

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QH Archives: Hypnotic

“I...I don’t believe you,” she said defiantly.  “Hypnosis doesn’t work.  And you definitely didn’t hypnotize me.”

“Is that so?”  Marjorie laughed and shrugged.  “I suggest you take a look at your underwear then.”

“My...underwear?  What ...

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QH Archives: Look Who Came Crawling Back

I was expecting some sort of reaction, but her seeming indifference had caught me off guard.  I was on my hands and knees, and I had never been so vulnerable.

“You’ve got to be kidding me,” she said, looking me over carefully.  “What makes you think I’d want you back?”...

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QH Archives: Soggy in the Store

The day had gone from bad to...disastrous.  

She was desperately in need of a diaper change. It had been dry as she left campus, but clearly it was no match for a full cup of coffee.  It was completely saturated by the time she reached her exit on the freeway.  To make matter...

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QH Archives: Baby Cuckold

There had been a few tell-tale signs that something was amiss.  The men’s sneakers at the front door.  The copy of Car and Driver sitting on the coffee table.  The framed picture on the wall of the woman he had just met at the bar two hours ago holding hands with some gu...

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Her Place

“I’m not normally like this,” she said. He wasn’t sure who she was trying to convince - him or her. 

“Yes you are,” he said.

“I...well…”

“Sure, you wear big girl clothes to the office, you have a nice apartment and decent taste in wine, but I see through...

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QH Archives: The Terms of His Release

He could have the chastity device removed at any time. Yet, he wasn’t sure if he could go through with the transaction required for that to happen. And so an entire week had passed with his shriveled cock locked in a cage.

He finally crawled to Cassandra’s feet after contemplating his o...

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QH Archives: A Babysitting Report

Dear Ms. Thorne,

Thank you again for the opportunity to stay at your home and watch Eric while you were out.  I know he has had quite the reputation for being a handful with the other local babysitters, but I found him to be no problem at all.

That’s not to say that he didn’t...

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QH Archives: Sissy Prissy

She was insistent on wearing her big-girl panties while we ran errands today. And by "insistent," I mean that she practically threw a temper tantrum when I suggested that she at least wear some of her pull-ups.

I let her wear the panties - though I don't want you to think that it was becaus...

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QH Archives: Scent Memories

Her nose suddenly twisted and her eyes narrowed.  Something was amiss in the room, and her senses were just catching on to it.  He could see it in her face and it was terrifying.

"Hey," she said.  "Something smells...funny in here."

"Oh?" he said, hoping that his face w...

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Just Out of Sight

“Like all things, if you do it often enough you find a rhythm for it. It stops seeming so laborious, you know? It’s just another chore. Put the dishes away. Feed the cat. Take the trash out. Change Liam’s diaper.”

I had heard them talking in the foyer earlier, but this was the first...

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The Perils of Working From Home

Before I had even closed the door behind me, I could see the look of disappointment on Leigh’s face. 

“You’re home early,” she said, sounding deflated.

“The office closed down today,” I said. “It’s probably going to be closed for a few weeks, at least.” Then, he...

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QH Archives: A Quick Phone Call

"Do you want to hear something hilarious?  Well, you know how I've been treating hubby's little...ahem...problem, lately?  Well, he's been swearing up and down that he doesn't need extra protection.  He was literally on his hands and knees this morning begging me not to make him we...

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QH Archives: Say What You Mean

I slowly tiptoed into the living room, trying to be as inconspicuous as possible. It would’ve been pretty difficult, nay impossible, to actually be as invisible as I wanted to be, but my instincts for self-preservation couldn’t be overwritten.

Jennifer was positioned at the far end of t...

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QH Archives: New Year's Resolution

 What is your New Year's Resolution?

No, don’t tell me. I don't want to know. Whatever it is, I'm sure that it won't interest me.  You'd like to lose weight, maybe, or you'd like to make more time for yourself.  Save more money.  Read more books.  It's bullshit, a...

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QH Archives: Old Flame: Past Lives

“I’m going to count down now, okay? Five…”

“N-no,” I pleaded. “Not now. Not here.”

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I had once learned the hard way that it wasn’t the best idea to withhold such divisive desires from someone you cared about. Everything comes out eventually, and if you’re ...

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QH Archives: Old Flame

Only a few minutes into my second cocktail of the evening, someone pulled out the barstool next to mine and sat down. Normally this wouldn’t bother me too much - this was a common occurrence at a bar. But Ricky’s was barely even busy tonight. Why did someone have to sit right next to me, of a...

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QH Archives: On the Road

The car slowed down, and eased off the road and onto the shoulder.  She didn't immediately say anything, she just glared at him from the driver's seat.  He swallowed and glanced back, trying not to let his face give away his emotions.

"Is there anything you want to tell me?" she a...

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QH Archives: Worked Out

“Not bad, Jessie,” he said. “You’re catching up.” Per usual, he was somehow being both genuine and condescending at the same time. Though I don’t think he ever saw it that way.

“You talk a big game…” I replied, catching my breath as I put my hand-weights down on the ground...

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