I saw you peeking, little man. You snuck into this private resort and watched me change into my biki

I saw you peeking, little man. You snuck into this private resort and watched me change into my bikini, didn’t you sweetie? Don’t try running away now, silly! I know what you look like. You’d better stay right where you are unless you want me to call security.

Good boy. Now, since the matriarchy took over, the laws regarding peeping toms like you have gotten pretty strict, haven’t they? You could be looking at three years in a chastity cage just for peeking at me! And if I tell the police that you tried to take my bikini off too, well… I think you get the picture. But don’t worry, sweetie! I’m not gonna go to the police as long as you do as I say. I’ve got a much better punishment in mind for you. Diapers.

That’s right, baby. You’re going to wear diapers from now on. Full time. 24/7. Awww, there’s no need to look so upset, little guy! You’ll be allowed to carry on with your normal life! You’ll just be doing it with a big, crinkly diaper on your butt! And I have a feeling they’re going to be frequently wet and dirty, young man, because I’m going to be doing little check-ins on you, and if I ever find you in a dry diaper (or worse, no diaper at all) then I’ll go straight to the police, is that clear? Good boy. Now come with me. Let’s get you changed into your new underwear. Then it’s off to begin your new life!