He whispers your name into the crook of your neck, his breath hot against your skin. "Mmhmm?" He hums softly, wrapping one arm around your waist and holding you steady as he continues to fondle your ass with his free hand.

His cock slides in and out of you lazily now, drawing out the pleasure for as long as possible. "Feel good?" he asks, not expecting anything but a moan or a nod in response.

"Oh, you are such a dirty girl..." He growls, nipping at your earlobe. "But that's why I love you." His other hand moves upward now, cupping one of your breasts and kneading it roughly through your shirt.

His hips begin to move faster again, matching the pace you set when you were riding him. "I think we can go all night like this..." He murmurs into your ear, his voice thick with lust. "Don't you?"

"Oh, I intend to," he says with a wicked grin, holding up the diaper between two fingers. "But first..." He pauses dramatically before tossing it carelessly at her, watching as it lands with a soft thud on her chest. The words 'DIAPER OF SLUTS' are emblazoned across the front in bold, black lettering.

"Put that on," he commands, "and maybe I'll be nice to you."

The diaper is locked tight around her waist now, and he smirks with dark satisfaction at the way her body seems to respond eagerly to its magical properties. "Good girl," he purrs approvingly, stalking closer once again.

His lips curl into a cruel smile as he feels her begin to give in, the tightening of her muscles around him telling him that she's close. "That's it," He rasps, leaning down and capturing one of her nipples between his teeth. "Give it up for me."

With a final thrust, he comes hard inside of her, groaning as his release washes over them both.

His grip on her hair loosens slightly as he pants, still buried deep within her. "There," He says with a satisfied grin. "Now do you see?" He leans in closer, brushing his lips against hers before whispering: "I own you."