When my dom asked me to think of him as the man of the house in a naughty and taboo role-play, I wasn't sure what to think. There's a part of me that was thrilled by the idea. To call your romantic partner a name that is so... forbidden... So, I accepted. I'd assumed it was going to be some light kinky role-play. The kind we usually play but with the slightly altered dynamic that comes with such nicknames. I'd been wrong. My cheeks burn as I type this, thinking about how delightfully wrong I'd been in my assumptions. Because it turned out to be kinkier than our usual role-plays. Not only did I have to call him... that... I also discovered that he wanted me to wet my pants. Me, an adult, wetting my pants! We've always had a safeword in place in case things get too much, of course. I did actually consider using that safeword then. But as I was about to, I was surprised to find that I didn't want to. I did not at the time, know the punishment Jeffrey had in store for me afterward... And I had not expected it to turn me on as much as it did. This story is 13+ K words. Disclaimer: This short story contains erotic elements with explicit scenes between two consenting men. All characters are 18+. Includes wet diapers, humiliation, age play, semi-public humiliation, and ddlb/abdl themes.