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Being myself, with no roleplay other than having the name Aunty Alice (Alice is actually my real middle name:) ) To explore, evolve. Feeling lost in the client's forwarding notes and material, but then, that is my empathic tuning in with him, as he feels lost and now looking, searching, for those missing bits, whatever and wherever they may be. Keeping in mind the 'no go' areas, there is a focus on CONTROL, absolute control and regression for my visitor, using BDSM techniques.

Old fashioned fluffy white terry nappies, do you have a fetish for them? You are not alone... I am here Nanny Alice, to facilitate and be at your side on your journey. No role-play, just a chat about this in that. A checking in. A meeting of minds. A time and place to feel understood and accepted. Remember, Nanny Alice is in no position to judge with the high jinks she gets up to :)

Stripped of their manhood, force fed cold porridge with a baby bib on. That is what happens to the misbehaving 'babies' who need to be micromanaged, every step of the way. And what!! Swear words uttered... A soaping, that is what is needed, a long leisurely lick of my bar of Pears soap. Do it with ENTHUSIASM.

Aunty Alice is aware you may fear some activities, but at the same also feel very drawn to them, obsessed even. You may have a love hate relationsip with electrical current, like a moth to the flame, as it sweeps through your genitals. Slowly, gently, your autonimy is taken away and what is then produced, magic. Yes, sheer magic :)