Female led relationships discussion

Let me paint the picture… He stands at 6ft 2” with a head of thick dark hair. His eyes are green and he sports a delightful smile. He is good-looking and gentle… and there he is, right in front of me, tending to chores while wearing his nappy. From the moment we met I always sensed something unique about him, though I couldn’t quite put my finger on it. I serve as both Mistress and Mummy - these two identities sometimes overlap but remain distinct most of the time. I am a dominant woman; he is her slave/baby. To me, these roles are now carved in stone… everything just feels incredibly natural. Traditional sex has largely vanished. These days, if we do make love, it involves different methods. The last time he took the lead and penetrated me, it felt odd…something wasn’t quite right - don’t misunderstand me, it was passionate and lustful but not exactly as intended… He is currently under Mummy’s authority, enduring orgasm denial, wearing nappies around the clock, being fed and corrected. If you had told me two years ago that this would be my normal life, I would have laughed. BUT THIS IS NORMAL NOW… We’ve placed an order for a cot, so he will spend every other weekend sleeping in it (since our children are away). With the kids gone all year round, it could become permanent. My grip on his orgasm denial and daily life can be overwhelming at times, but it is also something deeply significant to me…and to him. He is a man who gives abundantly to me, to everyone he encounters. To me personally, he is truly an exceptional man. This generosity inspires my desire to give so much back. Yes, there is sex involved, but it’s SO much more than that…a bond that is incredibly powerful and awe-inspiring. Everything feels so correct in my heart that this dynamic has become a huge part of who I am. I don’t believe I could ever return to vanilla - death would be preferable. Our relationship is defined by this structure, guaranteeing kink and domination without guilt. Honestly, I have never been happier than when I am lifting him up for his nappy, or seeing him in the stocks, or naked serving me wine. I feel liberated…and life doesn’t get much better than this!!!