Lexi had been waiting for our return with some concern. Lori hadn’t left a note to tell her where we were going and she had been worried. Sitting and waiting on the front steps for our return, Lexi was a little clingy when she carried me to bed. Patting my bulging butt and holding me close to her, she seemed to be a little manic. I heard the argument that ensued after I was put in bed. Lexi’s voice all strained with anger and Lori sounding very incredulous, not understanding what the big deal was. This frightened me because it really was no big deal, why was Lexi acting like this? And if she was this possessive after only a couple of days, what would she be like at the end of the two weeks?
I was laying there thinking about all this when Lexi came in and sat on the bed. She pulled me up into her lap and gave me another bottle. She held it while I drank and she played with my hair, “I hear you made new friends at the park and Lori said she found a nanny that would like to take care of you some time. Maybe this weekend she can come and baby sit you, would you like that baby boy?” I nodded and Lexi smiled. “Finish this bottle all up and then I will change your poopy diaper.” I did and she did and I started to get sleepy. I wondered if she added something to the mix in that bottle to make me sleepy. I heard more discussion going on as I drifted off.
To my surprise, it was Elizabeth that was there when I woke up. “Hey sleepy baby, all done napping?” I told her I was and she said, “Lexi and Lori are at work and you and I get to spend some time together tonight.” She put a hand on my ass feeling what I had done in my sleep. She told me to get up on all fours and I knew why. She started spanking me, concentrating on the lump in my pants. She thoroughly flattened it against my ass. It didn’t hurt at all, I was so used the spankings but it did make me extremely hard. She didn’t care though and I was led into the kitchen and put in the high chair for supper. “Um, I was wondering, how is every one back at my house doing?” Elizabeth told me that they all went on a vacation together, Sandy, Mona, Dolly and Mandy would be in Europe for the next two weeks and that I wouldn’t be hearing from them. I asked her if it was hard having her Mistress gone for so long and she smiled, “It’s like not having your baby sitter, you find other ways to fulfill your needs.” I asked, “Speaking of needs, I was wondering if my needs could be fulfilled at all? I have been hard since I got here and they treat me like a baby so there has been no release.” She cleaned me up and took me out of the high chair. I was still waiting for an answer as she led me into the living room and sat down on the couch. She pulled me over her lap. My erection was nestled down into her lap and she started patting my ass. “If you get off before I tell you, I will take you back to my place and let my assistant have her way with you. If you are able to control yourself until I say, I will let the nanny come over tomorrow night and fuck you. Deal?” I said yes and asked how long I needed to hold off. She looked at her watch and said, “I will spank you and play with you for ten minutes, if you last that long you will get your reward.”
She had my diapered cock trapped between her thighs and she started to spank my ass, each swat sending a tingle through me. In addition the movement caused me cock to slide between her thighs just enough to create further stimulation. I knew if I didn’t do something I would lose this challenge. I thought of that nasty little bitch back at Elizabeth’s and what she would do to me and it help. She scared me more than Mona and to be left at her mercy was a thought that almost made me go flaccid. Elizabeth must have perceived this so she tried something different. She turned me over and cuddled me, exposing a breast she put her nipple to my lips. She tried to get me to suckle her as she stroked the front of my dirty diaper. I again focused my thoughts on ‘Misty’ the evil Mona devotee. She would just love the opportunity to make me hurt in ways unimaginable. This was working. Not even the beautiful breast being offered me was going to make me give in. Elizabeth tried an entirely new tact. She slide me off her lap and then started to undress for me. She was going to ride me, and I knew that I would have a very difficult time surviving that. She slid out of her tight jeans and pulled off her shirt. She slowly pulled her thong down looking directly into my eyes. As she was braless her perky breast were tantalizing as well. She undid the straps of my short alls and pulled them off of me. There was an obvious tent in my pampers and she pulled me out. She straddled me and lowered herself on to my erection, guiding it in to her. She was wet and oh, how I missed the feeling of a pussy enveloping my cock. She started to grind and then made the mistake that saved me. She said, “Misty is gonna so enjoy you tonight.” I was griped with fear so strong that I softened. She could tell yet again that something was wrong. She stopped and looked at me. I felt her flexing those inner muscles that some women have great mastery of in an attempt to recover her control of me. I tried to think of things that Misty would do that I would really hate to counteract what she was doing. It was an epic battle of wills, hers to make me cum and mine to remain chaste.
I think she realized her error and started again to slowly grind against me. “You know diaper boy, that nanny was really turned on changing your dirty diaper today. She said it was all she could do not to fuck you right there, only the boy she takes care of being there stopped her. She thought you made such a cute diaper boy,” she purred. That was not fair, I was fully hard again and she quickened her pace. “Wouldn’t you just love a strict nanny pounding your pud for you? And she was such a cute blond with that great British accent.” Now I was in trouble. I started to feel that build up toward release and wondered how long it had been since she started. I looked up at the clock and saw I had made it. Eleven minutes had passed and just as I was about to go over the top, she noticed it too and stopped. I was throbbing inside her and she raised up and got off of me. I cried out, “Pleeease, you just can’t” she put a finger to my lips. “Yes I can. I promised Misty that I would let her have you tonight and now I can not, unless, you are willing to trade. I will finish you off if I can let her have you?” I almost went for it but got a hold of myself and said no. Elizabeth carefully pulled my diaper back up over my erection, however the stimulation was still too much and I exploded into my diaper. She stood watching me with a look of disgust on her face but I didn’t care. My balls were drained and I was incredibly relieved. I paid for it with a bare assed spanking when she changed my diaper.
I asked Elizabeth about this reward she promised as I received a spanking for cumming. She said that she lied, I wasn’t to be rewarded and that I had better just behave or she would give me to Misty anyway. I got to thinking then about what else she lied about. Like how could my wife go to Europe with out telling me. There would have been some hint as to their travel plans before now and they certainly wouldn’t have gone on short notice like that, I mean who travels overseas with out planning. I figured it was a ploy to make me feel dependant and not try to contact my wife or Mandy.
Elizabeth decided it was time for dinner and brought me into the kitchen to feed me. As soon as she got me in the highchair the door bell rang. She left me there and went to answer it. A short time later the nanny from the park entered with her. She cooed at me sitting there like a big baby and tied a bib around my neck. Elizabeth left to go who knows where and the hot young nanny fed me. She was all proper and treated me like her regular charge and I tried to ask her questions between mouth fulls. She told me her name was Sara and she had been in the states for about a year now and worked for a couple with just the one child. I asked how old he was and she said her was almost 5. I asked if there was something developmentally wrong with him and she replied, “Yes, I’m afraid his parents are quite dim. He seems to be just an inconvenience for them and has had others taking care of him his entire life. I think I am his tenth nanny.” That explain quite a bit and I felt bad for the little guy. I asked who was taking care of him now and she told me that his parents just put him in a playpen in the evenings and ignore him. “I am trying to bring him around but even I need time off.”
I thought it strange that she would want to play with an adult baby on her time off and said so. She just laughed and said, “This is different, I get to fuck you when I change your dirty nappy.” So, at least Elizabeth told the truth about that. “I am fucking the husband, but since we have to be discrete, it isn’t nearly enough,” she confessed. I was a little overwhelmed by her frankness. But then again she was from a different culture and who was I to judge her anyway. I finished what she fed me and she let me get out of the chair. She grabbed my ass and said, “Naughty baby has poopy pants.” She swatted my ass all the way back to the bedroom. I was hard again by the time I was having my pampers changed and true to her word she climbed aboard for a ride on my cock. I wasn’t ready to cum again so she was able to enjoy my rock to orgasmic content. I was still hard when she re-diapered me and she said I should keep that handy till I needed to be changed again.
She left me in just a diaper and she led me back out to the living room where we continued our conversation. She asked about how I got to this point in my life and I told her. Emphasizing the point about the stuff they make me drink, I filled my diaper during the story. She asked me what it felt like to wear a “nappy” and I told her she should try it. This just made her laugh and she changed the subject. I brought it up a short time later and again she giggled. I asked her what she was afraid of and she looked very serious for a moment and said, “Fear has nothing to do with it. My curiosity is natural. Here you are, an adult with no physical handicap and yet you poo in a nappy. I just wanted to know what the experience was like because I think Trevor likes it when his nappy is full as well. He has a tendency to hide from me when he’s poo’d and doesn’t want to be changed.” I did my best to explain the sensations of having full pants and the stimulation that causes pleasure, but I finished by saying, “You can never really understand until you’ve experienced it.” Again she laughed, but I caught a sense of wonder in her that led me to believe I may just get this little hottie into a diaper. “So, do you want to find out? Just for purely scientific reasons, you know, to better understand what Trevor is going through?”
She looked thoughtful for a moment and then said, “I just couldn’t, it would be to awful really.” “How do you know?” I asked trying to persuade her. “In the same way I know that getting stabbed would be awful, even though I have never been.” Well, her logic was sound. I gave up on it for now and asked what the plan was for tonight. She told me Elizabeth had a client show up unexpectedly and had to attend to him. So it was just the two of us. She was told to treat me like a child but then again she just couldn’t let a good stiffy go to waste. I thanked her for that and said that I thought I would be ready to cum anytime now if she wanted to change me again. “One of my other baby sitters, Mandy, likes to fuck me when I have a dirty diaper, and to be perfectly honest, I really like that.” She looked intrigued and said, “Well, let’s have another go, shall we?” She pulled me out of my diaper and straddled me again. We screwed in a sitting position and I kissed and nibbled at her pretty neck as she did a slow grind. It didn’t take long and I exploded. Climbing off she said, “There’s a good lad, let’s get you changed.”
Sara changed me in the bedroom and then dressed me in a t-shirt and a pair of jeans. Slipped some socks and sneakers on me and said, “Let’s go for walk, shall we.” We headed out the door and down the block. She held my hand, but it was more like a girlfriend then a nanny leading her charge. We just walked and talked. It was getting on towards twilight and it was a beautiful evening. We came to a little coffee shop and she asked if I would like to go in. I said that I would love to and in we went. She sat us at her “favorite table” as she was a regular.
“What is the nature of your relationship with Lexi?” she asked. I explained that I had been dumped on her to get me out of the way from my wife and her lover. That her lover really had no use for me and wanted to make my existence at my own house unbearable so I would just go away. “I love my wife and just want her to be happy. I think she believes that all of this is making me happy and maybe it is. I mean I love the whole ‘naughty little boy’ treatment. I have had some of the most incredible sex, present company included.” She thanked me and said that it was fun for her also. The waitress approached and took our order. She winked at me and left to get our coffee.
I mentioned that I was surprised at the attention I had been getting lately, that I never thought of myself as much to look at. “You have the boyish charm that women love,” she said, “and all the more so from you submissiveness. I saw it right away in the park, you just look like a little boy that I could snuggle up to.” As the waitress delivered our order I had to lean forward in my chair as I deposited another load in my diaper. My face reddened and the waitress stood staring at me with a puzzled look on her face. She finally asked, “Are you alright?” Sara spoke up, “He’s fine, he is just having a poo in his nappy.” This didn’t help the waitress as she didn’t quite get the British slang. “I’m sorry, he what now?” she asked. Sara started to laugh and said, “He is pooping in his diaper, “ she translated. This only further puzzled the waitress. “He is, why is he,..actually I don’t want to know,” she stated and walked off to share her story with her co-workers.
Sara laughed and said, “You did say you enjoyed the humiliation, yes?” I nodded, though blushing. “Well I must admit, I get a bit of a thrill doing it to you. How far are you willing to go with this? I mean, if I took down your jeans and checked your diaper right here, would you let me?” she asked with a twinkle in her eye. “I just don’t want to get arrested, I am very concerned about public exposure and just how far we can push it. These people around us may not find it very amusing to have my dirty diaper exposed,” I explained. Our waitress returned with the manager of the coffee shop. The manager, a girl not much older than the waitress, asked, “Is what I hear true? Have you shit in your pants?” I was more than a little surprised by the question. Sara spoke up, “That’s a bit rude don’t you think?” The manager, recognizing Sara said, “I just can’t have this sort of thing going on in here Sara, I don’t want to lose my other customers, you understand?” Sara smiled and said that she did not understand, “I am baby sitting this poor handicapped man and you want to throw us out? That just isn’t right!” She took me by the hand and we walked out. Once outside she burst out laughing and said that she didn’t think she would be welcome in there anymore.
Sara said she new of an underground rave that was going on tonight and wanted to know if I wanted to go. I asked if we could go home and change my diaper first and she said it would be more fun to go as I was. She said I would feel right at home as everyone would be chewing on paci’s and looking like babies. It was about six blocks to the party and we walked holding hands again. I could listen to her talk all night, her accent was intoxicating. We turned down an alley and found a stair case that went down to a basement. I could hear the music as we descended and it blasted at us when the bouncer opened the door. The place was full of young teens and twenty somethings all dancing and grinding each other. Sara was correct in that more than half of them had pacifiers in their mouths. There were strobe lights and laser lights and glow sticks everywhere. We were approached almost immediately by someone selling ecstasy and Sara purchased some for each of us. I had never tried it and she just popped it into my mouth. She pulled a pair of pacifiers out of her bag and put one in each of our mouths also.
She led us out into the middle of all these writhing bodies and we began our own grind with each other. Before long there were bodies rubbing against us and I felt hands all over me. It was thrilling and I was really enjoying myself until I felt hands on my ass. They were rubbing and squeezing the lump in my pants and I kind of panicked. I turned to find two beautiful girls, twins, smiling at me around their pacifiers. The snuggled in close to me and reached around to grab my ass again to feel the poop in my diaper. One of them leaned into my ear and shouted over the music, “Are you wearing a diaper?” I turned toward her and nodded. She shouted again, “So this is poop in your pants?” I nodded again. She started to giggle and shouted to her sister what she had discovered. Her sister already figured it out and while they played with the bulge in the seat of my pants, Sara dry humped against my front. I was so hard and started to get really hot. I was running my hands over all three girls and couldn’t get enough of touching them.
We moved off the dance floor and into a little side room and just touched each other, everywhere. The foursome started to get really hot and then the clothes started to come off. The girls got naked and I was down to my t-shirt and diaper. One of the twins was feeling my ass as I started to poop again and they, all three, put a hand on my ass to feel it come out. This sent them all into a frenzy of tactile pleasure and Sara went down on one of the twins while the other pulled my cock out of my diaper and impaled herself on it. I had a nipple between each thumb and forefinger and we were moaning in pleasure when we started to hear shouts and screams from the dance area. The place was being raided by the police.
The twins grabbed their clothes and ran naked, Sara stayed with me and started to get dressed. I looked for my pants and found that in their rush to escape, one of the twins grabbed my jeans and ran off with them. A police officer entered the little room we were in and stared at me for a bit before arresting us both. He put those little zip tie plastic cuffs on us and we were pushed out of the place and into a police van. I was freaking out, over heated and flying on the ecstasy. I sat on the bench in the police van between Sara and another girl who looked at me and started to laugh uncontrollably. The inside of the van was surreal, with people screaming, laughing, crying and yet still trying to touch each other, though their hands were bound behind them. I started to hyperventilate and was sweating buckets. I passed out.
I awoke in a bed with side rails. I was cuffed to one side and started to focus on where I was. It looked like a hospital room and I had an I.V. in the arm that was attached to the bed side. It was still dark outside the window and I was very woozy. My mouth was very dry and my head was pounding. I was covered by a sheet and I felt down with my free hand. My diaper had been changed and I was wearing a hospital gown. There was a styrofoam cup on the table next to the bed with a bendy straw sticking out of it. I reached for it and took a small sip. It was water and continued to take small sips till the parched feeling in my mouth eased. There was a curtain that divided the room and I couldn’t tell if I was alone or not. I felt my bowels give way again and I looked for the button to call the nurse.
A beautiful red head in a white uniform entered before I found it and asked how I was doing. “Where am I?” I asked. “You’re in the hospital. They brought you in a couple of hours ago. Aren’t you a little old to be at a rave?” she asked with a smirk on her face. “Yes, I’m too old for a lot of things,” I said and asked to be changed. “Yes I wondered about that, do you have a medical need or is this a kinky rave thing?” I explained that I had no bladder control since my accident as a teenager. She responded, “That doesn’t explain the lack of bowel control,” as she changed my messy pants. “That can wait, you came in with no ID so I have a bunch of questions for you starting with your name.” I gave her all my info and she went to call Sandy. I just hoped that she wasn’t actually in Europe. I fell back to sleep waiting for nurse red head to return.
I don’t know for how long I was out but the red head woke me up as she checked my vitals. “Did you get a hold of my wife?” I asked as she pumped up the blood pressure cuff. She held up one finger, telling me to wait a sec. When she finished she said, “I talked to some one named Mona who said they would be right down to collect you. I explained that you were not going anywhere till the police released you.” I rolled my eyes and blushed with shame. “You made another mess in your diaper, didn’t you?” She asked as she rolled me over to check. She put her hand on my ass and felt the big lump I deposited in my sleep. She started to change me and asked just what was going on. I told her about my situation, how it developed over the last couple of months and that if she really wanted to help me she would try to get in touch with Sandy.
She said, “I’ll see what I can do,” with a smirk on her face that belied her statement. I also asked her about Sara, but she said she didn’t know anything about her. “All I can guess is that she is in custody,” she said and left to dispose of my disposable. I was feeling a little more clear headed and started to check out the room. I noticed the clock on the wall read 2:20, but I didn’t know if it was morning or afternoon. I guessed that it was morning even though the shade had been pulled down on the window, I figure I would still be able to tell if the sun was shining. Nurse Red Head returned again and told me that Sandy was on her way to get everything straightened out but did not sound at all happy. That same smirk was on her face and I felt a great deal of humiliation, and arousal.
I reached for my water and promptly tipped it over and spilled it all over the floor. Nurse Red Head sighed exasperatedly and went to get something to clean up the mess. She returned with another nurse, a cute brunette with more childish patterns on her scrubs. She was carrying a baby bottle. As Nurse Redhead dried the spill, Nurse Brunette put the nipple of the baby bottle in my mouth. It was full of water and I drank. She smiled at me and said to her co-worker, “You were right, he is a kinky little freak.” I blushed furiously and she laughed. They left laughing leaving the baby bottle behind.
I started to drift again when a very angry looking Sandy appeared next to my bed. I police officer remover the cuff from my wrist and walked out shaking his head. I looked down to see that my diaper was exposed and the baby bottle was lying next to me. I returned my eyes to Sandy and neither of us spoke for a while.
Finally she broke the silence, in her most demeaning tone said, “I guess I can not trust you to behave when you are with a babysitter. So, to teach you a little discipline, you will spend the next two weeks under Mona’s personal care. She will help you to learn how to behave.” I started to stammer out my objections but she put a finger to my lips, shushing me. “This is for your own good baby boy.” I wept.