Crib IV

My real name is Petulance Postulate Pettibone. My friends call me Pet. My parents call me Pest. I was a holy terror. I stole. I cheated. I lied. I was always trouble. Instead of giving me attention, my parents gave me money."Buy what you need," they'd say. Really?Where can I buy a parental hug?My folks thought therapy could fix me. Ha!I hated being home. I drank. I smoked. I tried drugs. I was rude, disinterested, and unmotivated. My parents sent me away. I bounced from one boarding school to another like a golf ball on concrete. With each successive boarding school, it became less about academics and more about discipline and corporal punishment. I didn't think I'd ever land at a place I wanted to stay. I was wrong. My journey has been circuitous and serendipitous. It has been filled with love and lust, pain and heartbreaking loss, homelessness and rescue. Now I am in the perfect place. I am loved. I am controlled. I have surrendered my adulthood willingly. I am happy in my nappy. This story is intended for adults 18 years of age and older. It involves DDLG, age play, regression, ABDL, bondage, discipline, spankings, femdom and cross-dressing.