Slave Babyslaveboy6

Why do I enjoy being a baby for Mommy? 

I enjoy being a baby for Mommy because there's something deep down inside of me that deserves to be a baby. I've always been attached to my baby items so as they were taken away, I'd seek it out in others. 

From a young age, woman have treated me differently too. When I was very young, a neighbor girl would treat as her baby sometimes. We'd play house, and I was always the baby. 

Later, another set of neighbors, brother and sister, would tie me up and humiliate me and give me baby items. They'd make me bring my pacifier from home, and they'd humilate me, sometimes in front of their parents too. 

Finally, when others stopped treating like a baby, I went on my own journey. Then comes a life of chasing the baby dream. I always crave that humiliation that I received all those years ago. It's shaped and molded me into the slut I am today. 

Other than it being forced upon me sometimes, I do love the comfort and carefree-ness that comes with it. I don't want to choose what to eat or drink. I'm oke with being fed baby food or milk, because that's the price that comes with being a baby. Some sacrifices have to be made. 

I'm working on being more open with my feelings, so I'm going to try to explain and vocalize why I love my pacifier. 

Pacifiers are simple. A latex nipple to mimic a woman's breast, and a shield to keep baby from swallowing it. How could an object so simple have such an impact on me. It's what the pacifier represents, the comfort it brings me, and the humiliation. 

Ever since my pacifier was taken away, I've missed it. I remember finding it cut one night when I went to bed. I was devastated. I willing gave up any others I had in an attempt to be a big boy. The feeling never went away. I've been craving my pacifier my whole life now. 

What does the pacifier represent? It represents the lowest a human can be on the totem pole. I cannot control my emotions and need constant comfort. No woman in the world has time for me to be latched to her nipple 24/7,so a pacifier is required. It's a good, immediate indication that I am to be treated as a lower status than others. I am so emotionally weak that I need a mock-nipple to function. The pacifier is a global symbol for a baby and there's not many excuses to why I use one. No great medical excuses like diapers. 

The confort brings me is unmatched. Once that nipple settles in my mouth and the shield firmly presses against my lips and skin. Once I'm given my pacifier, my status is domoted. My body can't even help it, but I will instinctively start sucking. I also have a reaction to anything that makes me nervous or stresses me out. I will start sucking aggressively if I'm scared. I don't even know it's going to happen, my body just takes over. Sleeping with a pacifier is unmatched. I wake up with it just sitting there, and a couple minutes of sucking will get me back to sleep ASAP. It also prevents yucky things in baby's mouth. It can act as a physical protection against people and talking.

Finally, the humiliation it brings me is devastating. What do you mean you can control my speech and behavior with a simple nipple and plastic. I love for Mommy to approach me, ask me a question that requires a long answer, then immediately remove my pacifier and hold it close while I stammer to answer. She stands waiting with my binky in her hand fondling the nipple. No care for where here hands have been or how dirty they are, she careless flicks and plays with the part that goes into my mouth. I spit out an answer in lisping baby talk. Once she's satisfied, she replaced my pacifier and goes back to acting like baby doesn't understand and ignoring me.

I love my pacifier. It's humiliating, but I love it.

I've completed my first task on here. I didn't have a lot of time and my chances of being caught were high. My body shook while I set up the camera. My erection had subsided, I was so nervous. But I was able to get it done and I feel very accomplished. Thank you, Mommy. 

I have reached a new milestone in my sub journey. I have only cum 3 times in October. All being ruins. This is the least I've cum in a month since I started masturbating. I'm addicted. The ache that comes from my genitals is euphoric. 

As I await my first task from my Mommy, the ache just grows. I've never felt this submissive. I feel like my focus has switched from my need to cum to my need to serve. 

I reached my first goal on this site. I am now a Cotton Collar sub. It's not much but it gives me a sense of accomplishment. I struggle to finish tasks and things in my normal life and having these milestones will help me keep going. I'm excited to explore my kink and move up the ranks. 

I'm going to try to use this to express my sub feelings a little more. I have an issue being open about my feelings in general, let alone my kinks.