Emma winced as the gravel under her feet shifted for what felt like the millionth time. The path to Mistress’ cottage was long and steep in some places. The trail doubled back on itself several times. With the recent storm, this side of the mountain stayed slippery for days due to how little sunlight made its way over here. Her legs were sore, not only from her diaper gently pushing her thighs apart just enough to make her legs use different muscles, but also from the heavy weight on her back. In order to ensure that Mistress wouldn’t get upset from showing up unannounced, she brought as many supplies as she could in her biggest backpack. It always took a decent bit of time to make it out to her little home out on the mountainside. She kicked aside a branch, only then noticing the thickness of her diaper under her shorts. She squeezed the front, then the back, testing to see just how much dry padding she had left, hoping that Mistress would be in a good enough mood. Even though sh...
ABDL Erotica