Plus the diaperdolt knew that his leaking diaper would give the location
where his fat as$ was away.

Diaperboi is so beaten and defeated and yet I still see no reason to
stop abusing him.

Diaperboi will run away any second because the little c*nt is so scared
of me. He hates that I humiliate him so effortlessly. He hates the fact
that his tard-reverse psychology just isn't working and that it is seem
as his pathetic attempt to beg for the abuse to end.

Diaperboi will not have a graceful exit. He'll have to grovel and beg
and change his diapers more frequently.

I love slapping him around. I image that the head trauma explains his
extra-tardedness as of late.

Remember diaperboi, you must mind you new master. You were beaten fair
and square. I will not tolerate any diaperdolt insolence. *DO YOU
UNDERSTAND*, slave?

make sure you do!