Perverts 'R' Us
Jack
By Hexxus ( M/F+, anal, B/D, scat, cheat, hum, Mdom, rape, oral, sad, toys, ws )
So, my first submission to ASSTR, hope it all goes well. Any ideas, thoughts, comments, or criticism can be sent to my e-mail: ph33r_t3h_c10wnz@hotmail(NOSPAM).com
Today was the day. I could feel it in my bones. I started the day with a horrible headache, but as the day went on and the headache slowly left, I seemed to have a shadow over my mind. My mind churned and chugged over what to do. My relationship with my wife had suffered horribly when I told her of my fetish, adult women in diapers. She freaked out and stayed at her sister's house for a few weeks afterwards.
We had talked things over, and she had moved back in after a while. A while after that, things were okay. But, she made the mistake of telling one of her girlfriends. Word spread quickly around the neighborhood, and now no one took me seriously. I always heard "Yea, whatever diaper boy." and other such comments. I hated it, and my wife basked in the adoring comments of, "Poor dear, marrying such a freak." It was time to fix that.
I made a quick stop at a few stores on my way home. I spent most of the money in my bank account, but, after the weekend, it wouldn't really matter. I got home to an empty house. This was not uncommon. She spent most of her time with her new friend, Rodney. I suspected an affair, but I didn't do anything about it. After all, it's not like I'm ever gonna screw the bitch again. I made myself a quick supper and left again.
I took my remaining cash and headed for the nearest bar. It was Thursday night, and a hockey game had just finished, so most of the bars were packed. I stopped in at a sports bar quickly and bought a few drinks, leaving the bar shortly after midnight. I took my car to a used car dealership and said I needed a trade-in. I drive a fairly new BMW. Working as a lawyer has its benefits.
The trade-in was done fairly fast and I drove off with a fairly used van with a generous cargo space. I drove home quickly, seeing that my wife, Jennifer was home. I found her sitting in the living room engaged in her favorite activity, watching soap operas. I gave her a cold glance. She was young. Too young for me, I thought bitterly. She had just passed her 26th birthday last month, and her fairly intense training regime kept her tall frame in good shape. She wasn't exactly flat, but she wasn't Pamela Anderson by a long shot. She turned her head to me and shook her long dark brown hair out of the way of her piercing green eyes.
"So, you're home." she said acidly. I gave her my best drunken smile. I'm a bit of a cheap drunk, but I was far from out of control. I drank just enough to give the appearance of being drunk without actually being too far gone.
"And you're still here." I slurred back at her.
"Asshole." she said under her breath as she turned back to the TV. I stumbled my way upstairs where I grabbed a few of the supplies that I had bought earlier on and stashed in my room. Grabbing a large adult pacifier with large leather straps attached to it and a pair of handcuffs, I headed back downstairs to start the weekend. She was still totally engrossed in her show, so she didn't notice me behind her until it was too late.
"John, what are you..." was all she got out before I had the large pacifier jammed into her mouth and the straps tied behind her head. She reached up instinctively to pull it out, when I grabbed her hands and handcuffed them together. She looked down at the handcuffs with a shocked expression on her face.
"My turn for the fun." I said as I stepped towards her and picked her up. She was tall, but she was light, and an easy lift for an old ex-boxer like me. She struggled of course, but my positioning of her gave a perfect opportunity to give her a hard smack on the ass. She quieted down and I continued upstairs. Heading into my room, I threw her on the bed, I gave her a chance to look around and see my new decorating scheme. There was a large collection of bondage gear along one wall, and an even larger collection of all the things I would need to make Jenn my new little baby girl. She recognized a few things among the collection, but the majority of things remained a mystery. She was never into anything interesting or kinky. Guess it's time for her to learn.
"So, Jenn. I guess it's come to this." I said as I turned her onto her stomach and bound her legs to the corners of the bed.
"You know, you really hurt me when you started spreading those rumors." I quietly said to her as I rustled through some of the bags looking for things.
"You could have just kept it quiet, and life would have went on. But no, now no one respects me." I noticed my voice was getting louder. I calmed myself down.
"And I know that I always say that time heals all wounds. But not these ones. Not when you keep getting reminded of it every day." She had gone very still. She knew something was about to happen. She just didn't know what. Neither did I, honestly. Then I leaned forward and placed the tip of the enema nozzle against her ass. That sparked her into movement. She started thrashing about and trying to turn around. I grinned as a shoved the long, un-lubricated nozzle deep into her colon. She screamed into her gag, and it just made it that much better.
I watched her struggle for a few moments before turning the valve. She screamed against as the ice-cold mixture hit her insides. I walked over to the bondage wall and removed a spreader bar and un-cuffed her hands while she was thrashing about. I quickly snapped the first pair of restraints onto her hands and set the other ones at the opposite sides of the bed, stretching her spread-eagle. She was sobbing hysterically now. The mixture was a combination of carbonated water, Castor oil and soap. I heard that it was one of the most painful things you can put inside of yourself. The fact that it was all ice-cold probably didn't help any either.
The bag had run empty by this time. I didn't put too much in her. I still wanted her shit to be fairly solid. I reached forward and began to wiggle the enema nozzle out. Her sobbing had slowed by this time, but she was still crying fairly hard. I grinned as I gave a final tug on the nozzle and it popped out with a satisfying "shluck".
She gave a small sigh between sobs, but she screamed again as I started to force a large, dry anal plug into her. The plug was huge, especially considering she had no anal experience before tonight. The guy even warned me when I bought it. He said it could cause some major sphincter damage if it was used incorrectly. Neat.
I kept forcing and twisting the plug until it finally slid into place. I looked up to see how she was doing and she was dead quiet. I reached up to check her pulse. I didn't think this would kill her, but if it did, I might as well stop now. I gave a sigh of relief as I found a pulse. It was still quite strong, so she must have just passed out from the pain. I grinned as I saw this as a perfect time for the rest of the preparations.
I unbound her limbs from the bed frame and set her down on what looked like a cross between a dentist's chair and a gynecologist's table. I strapped her limbs into their slots and tied her head back so that she was forced to look to the ceiling. She gave a small groan as I returned to the chair with some more supplies. I first removed a large bottle of liquid, which, a man at the pharmacy had promised, would not only remove hair, but severely stunt its growing back process. I grinned as I poured the contents of the bottle onto a small cloth and started rubbing her body down.
After a few passes with the cloth, her body was perfectly hairless and it shone in the light of the room. Next I pulled out a special kind of catheter I found on line. It was similar to a Foley catheter in that it stayed inside of the patient's body, but, unlike the Foley catheter and its limited safe time in the body, this one was made to stay within the body for long periods of time.
I started feeding the beginning of the tube into Jenn's urethra when she came to. She tried to lift her head, but the strap across her forehead prevented her from lifting it any more than half an inch from its spot. She started groaning and making noises into her gag. The plug and enema must have been killing her by now. She started whimpering as I continued feeding the catheter into her. Making sure the clamp was done up tight, I fed the remaining few inches into her. She gave a small gasp as it entered her bladder and the urine began to flow.
I bent down and picked up the end of the catheter and started squeezing the small pump that was included in the package. The end inside of her began to inflate and a small hose popped out, and as I continued pumping, I felt the hose bump against her bladder. I pumped it once more per instruction and started wiggling it inside. Jenn moaned slightly as it scraped against the inside of her body. After a few seconds, I felt it slide into the connection between her kidneys and her bladder and I gave another small pump. Satisfied that it was firmly in place, I picked up the clamped end of the catheter and moved it in front of her face.
"You know what I this is, don't you?" I asked her. She nodded. She was an intern nurse at the city hospital, and it was the same hospital I had gotten some of the gear from. I gave an evil grin as I flipped a hatch on the outside of the pacifier gag in her mouth and held the tip of the catheter to the opening.
"Bottoms up." I said as I released the valve and watched the warm urine flow from the tube into the gag. She sputtered a bit at first, but she eventually drank it all. Silent tears streamed down her face as I closed the hatch again and let the hose drop.
"There, much better." I got another flash of inspiration. I walked over to the bondage wall and removed a small, sharp knife. Walking back over to the chair, Jenn spotted the knife and began to struggle. I knelt down in front of her between her legs.
"Hold still." I barked at her. She quieted down a bit and I slowly spread her vaginal lips. Grabbing a hold of the catheter, I laid the knife along it, right next to her body. I looked up into her large pleading eyes and saw a fear unlike any I had before. Grinning, I pushed down and severed the only way to remove the catheter from her body. She gave a small yelp into the gag and started crying again.
"You know that the only way you will be able to remove it is through surgery now." I said with a smile. She nodded again.
"Good." I said as I stood up and brushed my knees off.
"Well, better get you diapered. Don't want you leaking all over the place now." She gave another sob as I reached under the table and pulled out a large disposable diaper. She started crying softly again when I had finished diapering her. "God she cries a lot," I thought to myself. Reaching under the table again I pulled out a bottle of baby powder and another of baby oil. Reaching under once more, I pulled out a pair of pull on plastic panties. Undoing one foot and sliding the plastic panties on and then following suit with the other was a bit harder then it should have been. I must have drank a bit more then I thought I did. I pulled the panties up around her waist and snapped the waistband. Looking at them critically, I came to a decision.
"They are a bit big on you." It was a lie of course. They were the perfect size. I just wanted to try something. I pulled the panties to around her knees and pulled the knife out again. I made a few slits along the outside of the diaper and found it to be a little wet. I looked up at my wife from where I knelt.
"Wet already, huh?" I gave a small laugh as a look of confusion crossed her face. Continuing making slits along the padding of the diaper, I taped another thick diaper onto her. The effect was surprising. The diapers were plenty thick as it was, easily two inches thick, and adding one to the other made it look extremely poofy.
Grinning, I slid the plastic panties up again and managed to stuff both diapers into them. The sight was quite erotic. The plastic panties forced the warm inner diaper tight into my wife's crotch, thanks to the other diaper. Her look was priceless. I stood there for a few moments, admiring my handy work. Jennifer didn't do anything. She just sat there looking at me fearfully.
Deciding to try a few of the other tricks, I sat down on the bed and pulled out a small manual that came with the anal plug. After reading for a few moments, I gave a grin and picked up what looked akin to a TV remote and pointed it at my wife. Checking my manual again, I pressed one button. The effect on Jenn was surprising. She snapped tight against the restraints and moaned into the gag. I got up and stood in front of her.
Looking down at the remote again, I pressed another button. This time I actually saw Jenn's eye's bulge and an audible buzzing could be heard from the thick padding around her waist. I looked her right in the eye and saw a look of pure fear and hatred. She started saying something into the gag, and being the charitable fellow I am, I decided to hear her out this time. Reaching behind her head I undid the large strap holding the pacifier in place and pulled it out.
"John, please, let me go. I have learned my lesson. Please John." I looked at her for a bit. I could feel my heart turning soft again. She looked me right in the eye. "John, please." I needed time to think, so I turned to walk to the bed to sit and think. As I started walking, she started screaming at me.
"Fucking asshole! Goddamn bastard! Let me go! Small prick fucker! Let me out of here and I'll kick your ass!" And there's the true colors.
I gave a heavy sigh and turned back to the chair and jammed the gag back into her mouth and strapped it back in. She was still screaming at me as I sat on the bed and tried to decide what to do next. I picked up the manual for the plug and flipped through it again. I saw a few neat features, but one really caught my eye. When activated, the plug's tip spread while in the anus and the hollow interior opened up, causing fecal incontinence at the cost of a little pain. I looked up at the clock. I had been at this for almost a half hour. I decided that I may as well get on with it and start the real fun.
Standing up, I walked back over to the chair and stopped the vibrating plug. Jenn knew something was up. She saw the look in my eyes and gave a small whimper. I gave her a small smirk and pressed the button. The room was dead quiet. Then I heard a small pop and Jenn's eyes went wide. I heard a small plop, followed by a small splash. The enema and a little bit of her shit, I surmised. Jenn's eyes got wider and wider as her shit began sliding out of her and into the diaper. I could hear the shit hitting the diaper for a few seconds, and then it stopped. I looked at her for a second wondering why. Then I figured it out.
I reached out and grabbed the bottom of her diaper and pulled it down a bit so that the shit could move around a bit. She gave a small groan as the shit was forced to the front of the diaper and into her cunt. I decided to help things out about by turning the vibration back on. This time I started it at medium, and I swear, you could almost see her hips vibrating. Jenn gave a loud gasp and started trying to thrash around, but the restraints held her tight.
I pulled the diaper a bit lower and she continued slowly filling them. It took about five minutes, but she was empty. I let the diapers go and they slid back into place, much to my wife's disgust. I stopped the plug from vibrating but left it open. I reached down and stuck my finger down the front. It was instantly met by the sticky mess.
I gave my wife a small smile as I walked over to the bondage wall and removed two pairs of handcuffs. Attaching one pair of handcuffs to her legs and the other to her hands, I released her from the table. She stood unsteadily and clung to me, as if she was afraid of falling down. I picked her up and set her down on the bed, attaching one of the spreader bars to her handcuffs, holding her to the bed. I sat down beside her and looked at her for a while.
She looked exhausted. I was starting to feel pretty tired too. I have always been a bit of an "early to bed, early to rise" kind of guy, and the night's activities had taken a bit out of me. I got up from the bed and removed an adult-sized baby romper from a bag in the corner. It had snaps at the crotch for diaper changes and zippers along the side, so that you could put it on someone without them having to use the arm holes.
I undid my wife from the bed and stood her up. I snapped the romper apart and wrapped it around her bare body, quickly snapping the side up. I reached between her legs and pulled the crotch part of the romper tight, forcing the mess that much tighter to her body. She gave a small sniffle and cringed at the slight smell. I gave a short laugh as I pushed her back onto the bed and went back to sorting through the bags. After grabbing a few things and setting them to the side, I went to a large box in the corner and began assembling an adult bungee baby bouncer. I attached it to the roof and set the seat up.
I went over and picked up Jenn. She hadn't even moved after I had pushed her onto the bed. I undid her leg bindings and had her step into the swing. I then hoisted it up around her and lifted her slightly off the ground. She began sobbing again as a bit of the mess from her diapers came out and oozed onto her back.
I merely looked her in the eye and said, "Now, be a good girl and get some sleep. We got a big day tomorrow."
I attached a set of padded leg cuffs to her feet and removed her handcuffs and replaced them with large padded mittens. I grabbed the things I had set aside and went downstairs. I opened the fridge and took out the large carton of skim milk. I looked at the stuff with distaste. I hated skim, but she always bought it because she didn't want to get fat off of the 2%. I pulled a large baby bottle over to me and filled it with the milk. I skimmed through the rest of the items I had brought with me and poured a few spoons of Metamucil into the bottle along with a medium sleeping pill. Best to make sure that she stays asleep. I shook the bottle till the ingredients were all well mixed.
Cleaning up, I headed back upstairs. Jenn was gently bouncing herself in the bouncer. I walked over to her and opened the hatch in the gag again and screwed the baby bottle into it. She swallowed greedily. She must have been really thirsty. After finishing the bottle, I set it on the table next to my bed and undressed. I turned the lights off, and while I was crawling into bed, I had to piss. I got out of bed and walked over to Jenn. She was still slowly bouncing herself. I put my hand on her shoulder and gently pushed down. She folded her knees and went down a bit.
Loosening the elastics quickly, I unsnapped the crotch of her romper and lifted the front up. Pulling her plastic panties down to her knees and pulling the diaper open a bit showed me the size of the mess. It was truly impressive. There was a good layer of shit all over her crotch except for a small spot near her clit. Grinning, I unzipped my fly and placed the tip of my cock aiming at her clit. After a few seconds, the hot urine began to flow, landing right on her clit. She gave a small jump, but made no other sign. After I had finished, I pulled the plastic panties back up and replacing the romper and bouncer with loud squishes, I returned to bed. I fell asleep almost instantly and the last thoughts were of what my wife's dreams would be.
My 7:00 alarm buzzed, bringing me back from sleep. I got up and hit the alarm and let out a mighty yawn as I stretched. My room smelt odd, kinda like shit. I turned and saw my wife sitting there limply in the bouncer and everything came back to me. I grinned as I thought of ways to wake her up. I decided on a rather fun one. Standing in front of her, I started the anal plug vibrating on medium. Her eyes slowly fluttered open, and as she looked at me, I boosted the power to high. Her eyes shot open and I could visibly see her body shaking. When they said it was high-powered, they weren't bullshitting. I turned the plug off and let her take a few breaths.
"Morning baby. How are we today?" she gave me a hateful glare and made no noises.
"Fine, I'll find out my way." The sleep seemed to have given her back her spirit. I guess it was just another opportunity for me to break it again. "If you play nice, I'll change you." I said as I undid her leg cuffs.
I undid the elastics on the bouncer and let her step out. I led her over to the bed and pushed her onto it again. I bound her spread eagle on her stomach to the bed. I slid the plastic panties down to her knees and noticed the big smears along the inside of the leg gatherings. I was grinning as I undid the outermost diaper. It was fairly wet, not soaked yet, but it was wet. The smell from the remaining diaper was truly frightening, and I could tell that Jenn was close to getting sick.
I undid the last diaper and pulled it off her ass, leaving just her cunt in it. The mess was truly spectacular. I didn't even bother with baby wipes, I just grabbed a few towels from the linen closet and went to it. It took about five minutes, and much groaning and whimpering from Jenn, but she was clean. I undid her legs and took off the plastic panties, then had her stand up. I double checked to make sure the door was closed, I didn't want her escaping, and the thick mittens would prevent her from grasping the slippery knob.
I looked around the room, trying to decide what to do next. Spying a custom rocking horse, I decided I'd let Jenn have a little break from me. I led her over to the adult-sized rocking horse and let her gaze down at her next torture. Two large dildos were planted firmly onto the base of the horse. The dildos were connected to the legs of the horse in such a way that whenever the horse rocked forward, the dildo in front would rise up, and when the horse rocked back, the one in back would rise. She gave me a glance of pure hatred as I forced her to position herself over the first dildo.
I pressed a button on the remote for the plug and it began to deflate and ease out of her ass. I reached around and grabbed the plug with one hand, and removed it, positioned her over the dildos and forced her down on them in a single move. She gave a muffled gasp as they forcefully entered her. Binding her legs to straps on the side of the horse, I flipped a small electrical motor on and watched as the horse began to rock back and forth. I sat down on the bed and watched her for a few minutes while I thought on what to do next.
Breakfast was in order, I surmised. I tromped downstairs and began frying up some eggs and bacon. I knew Jenn hated it when they were runny, so I made them nearly liquid. After eating my meal quickly, I decided that I should probably feed Jenn. Don't want the fun to end yet, I thought. I poured the eggs and bacon, along with another helping of Metumucil and a stool hardener I picked up from a pharmacy into a blender and set it to puree. After liquefying the mess, I poured it into a few of the large baby bottles and tromped my way back upstairs. As I entered the room, Jenn's musky woman-scent filled the air. I grinned as I turned the horse off and let her regain her breath.
"Breakfast." I said, indicating the bottles. She eyed them greedily, and I wasted no time in screwing the first one into the gag's opening and watched her face as the mess slid into her mouth and down her throat. She finished the first two easily, but she had trouble on the third and nearly choked on the fourth. After feeding her, I walked up to release her from the horse when I stepped in a wet puddle on the floor. I looked down to see a fairly large puddle of piss.
"Shit, I knew I forgot something." I said aloud as I unbound her feet and started cleaning the piss up. Jenn sat there and giggled as she watched me clean up after her. Again. This pissed me off, so I decided to extract a little more revenge on the bitch. I helped her off the horse and over to another little toy I picked up. It was essentially a gymnast's vault with straps and such on it. I tied Jenn to it face down with her ass just at the edge of it.
For all her faults, Jenn has a nice ass. It didn't take me long till I was rock hard and ready to go. Jenn had been facing forward the whole time due to the positioning of her body, but she sure tried to look around fast when I placed the tip of my prick against her weakened shitter. She moaned once, and as I thrust myself fully into her ass, she made an odd yelping noise. I continued pumping for a few minutes till the need to piss rose in me. I stopped pumping and began pissing. She mumbled into her gag and tried to wiggle away, but the straps holding her in place were firm. Finishing my morning piss, I began to slowly pull out.
"Hold it in, or I'll make it even worse for you." I said into her ear as I fully removed myself. Jenn gave a whimper as her stretched asshole flexed and tried to hold in the piss. I turned to grab a diaper, but I didn't even get half way back when I heard her give a loud gasp and heard the piss hitting the floor.
"Tsk tsk tsk. Can't even hold it for a few seconds. Well, since you're such a naughty little girl, I'll be punishing you. I set the diaper to one side and grabbed an odd-shaped anal plug from the wall. Inserting it into her, I started pumping it, inflating two large balloons on either end of the plug. Giving a few tugs on it to make sure it was firmly held in place, I diapered her over it. She gave me a weird look as I walked by her and grabbed a step ladder I had left laying about and moved it behind her. Grabbing a few tools and some beams from a box, I began setting up a roof anchor. A few moments later, I had a strong chain attached to a few points in the roof.
After cleaning up and grabbing the knife, I cut a hole in the back of the diaper. Grabbing an end of the chain, I moved it down to the hole and hooked a locking circle through one link of the chain and the hoop at the end of the plug in her ass. Locking the ring quickly, I grabbed the other end and gave a tug. I watched Jenn's eyes go wide as her ass was jerked up. I grinned and let go of the chain. Her ass fell with a thump as the restraints on the vault reclaimed her.
I walked over and grabbed another little toy from a bag. Walking in front of her I unsnapped the pacifier gag from her mouth and replaced it with another gag, this one penis shaped. She gagged as the long cock bumped against her tonsils. Strapping it in place, I grabbed the other end of the chain and another locking ring. Lifting her head off the table, I locked her gag onto the chain.
Undoing the straps around her limbs and handcuffing them behind her back, I stepped back and saw that just her stomach was touching the table. Grabbing the table, I began sliding it out from under her. She began struggling as she figured out what I was doing. With a final tug, she squealed into the cock as her body caved in. She bounced a few times and wiggled as I looked on. Seeing that she was effectively stuck, I checked the chains and anchors, and seeing that they were all firmly in place, I grabbed her last little toys for a while.
Sticking two large clamps on her nipples produced some rather loud screaming, and when I showed her the large bag of formula I set up onto the gag, her eyes were almost rolling into the back of her head. The formula was a mixture of silent Sam vodka, skim milk, Metamucil and a laxative. Making sure the blinds were firmly closed, I turned the lights off and left the room. Walking downstairs, I grabbed my wife's wallet from her purse and got into my van.
I got home just in time to see my neighbor, Sam, knocking on my door. I pulled my van into the driveway and hopped out. As I slammed the door, Sam turned around. Her black curls bounced prettily as she walked towards me.
"Hey John. What's up with the van?" her husky voice was music to my ears.
"Hello Sam. Just helping a friend out. I'm storing some of his stuff here for a while, and he loaned me his van to move it all."
"That's nice of you." I grinned and opened the large sliding door along the side of the van. Cages and bags filled the back.
"Mind giving me a hand with all this?" I gestured to all the cages and bags.
"Sure." she said, peering into the van. Reaching in, I grabbed two cages and handed them to her. The small white mice inside the cages scurried around.
"Just leave them on the kitchen table." I said, grabbing two large paper bags.
Following her to the door, I unlocked it and let her in. Setting the bags on the kitchen counter, I asked her to go and grab two more cages while I started putting stuff away. After she left the kitchen, I quickly grabbed a cloth from the counter and removed a bottle of chloroform from one of the bags. I poured a small amount of chloroform onto the rag and put the bottle back.
Setting the cloth on the counter, I waited for Sam to return. Hearing the rattle of the cages approaching, I opened the cabinet beneath the sink and looked busy. Hearing her set the cages on the table, I stood up and grabbed the cloth.
"Hey, Sam?" she turned to me and I was right in front of her. Pressing the cloth into her face, I grabbed her around the waist and pulled her into me, holding her still. I heard her gasp, and then cough as the chloroform entered her body. A few seconds later I felt her body going limp.
Dropping the rag and grabbing lifting her, I closed the door with my foot and headed upstairs. I opened the door and set her on the bed. Checking to make sure Jenn was still there, I cuffed Sam to the bed and headed back downstairs. I finished unloading the van and locked the house up. Cleaning up my supplies, I grabbed a few cages and headed up stairs. I set the cages down in one of the corners and checked on Sam. She was still asleep so I headed over to Jenn.
I moved the gymnast's horse under her again and lowered her back down onto it. I heard a few joints in her body creak and groan as I removed the weight from them. I unhooked the gag from her mouth and replaced it with the pacifier gag. I moved behind her and deflated the balloons in the plug, but left it in. I lifted her off of the table and set her back into the gyno chair. I bound her legs into their slots and turned as I heard Sam groaning and starting to move.
I finished up with my wife and walked back to the bed. Sam was wearing a short mini-skirt, and the way she was laying allowed me to look right up at her small white thong. I grinned and gave her the once over. She was young, barely 19, and a bit of a late bloomer by the looks of things. She groaned again and tried to move, but the handcuffs prevented her from moving very far. I walked over and grabbed the knife, another of the pacifier gags and a blindfold.
Placing the blindfold and gag firmly in place, I began cutting her clothes off. She finally seemed to understand what was happening once I had cut off her shirt and had begun on her skirt. She started screaming into the gag and wiggling. I gave her a hard slap on the thigh, and she calmed down. Her creamy white skin turned bright red where I had slapped her. I continued slicing away at her clothes until she lay on my bed nude. She kept a neat patch of pubic hair, and the rest of her body was freshly shaved.
I reached over and gave her nipples hard pinches and she squeaked into her gag. I grinned as they grew large and puffy. Grabbing a pair of nipple clamps from the wall, I snapped them onto her at the same time. She yelled into her gag and thrashed against the handcuffs. I grinned as her tight, young body flexed and bent. I still couldn't figure out why I did what I did. I heard something hit the floor behind me. I turned towards the sound and saw Jenn with a scared look on her face. I looked down and saw the plug on the floor.
"You stopped squeezing, didn't you?" She looked away from me. I walked over and removed the diapers. The innermost one was pretty soaked. Grinning, I put it to the side. I bent down and grabbed a spreader and I slid it into Jenn and opened it as far as it would go, which was plenty big enough for what I needed.
Walking over to the cages, I lifted a small bag of live earth worms from one of them. I took them down the hall to the bathroom and washed them off. I brought them over to the gyno chair and showed them to Jenn. She hates worms. Laughing out loud, I positioned the bag over the spreader and poured them into her. Jenn went crazy. She started screaming and thrashing against the table and her eyes were wild. I continued emptying the bag as she slowed her wild movements.
She was panting heavily and her eyes had a glazed look to them. I closed the spreader a little bit and pulled it out of her. Jenn jumped against her bonds again. I had to hurry now. Grabbing another diaper, I quickly taped it onto her, making sure the crotch was snug so that none of her little friends would fall out. Picking up the wet diaper, I walked back to the bed. I placed the cooling, wet diaper under her ass and walked back to the table. I grabbed another diaper and a large glycerin suppository.
I bent down and ran my finger along muscle of her armpit. Sam shuddered at my touch. I continued running my nails down her side until I came to her hips, and then I forcefully jammed the suppository into her rear. She gave a small yelp as it entered her. I taped the used diaper onto her and covered that with the other diaper.
I reached up and flicked one of the nipple clamps, grinning at the groan it caused her. I began pulling the clamps, listening to her whimper. Giving them a sudden tug, I released them, waiting for the blood to flow back to them. She groaned into her gag loudly as feeling returned to her sensitive nipples. My stomach gave a small grumble, and looking at my watch and seeing it was noon, I decided I may as well feed everyone.
Looking around the kitchen, I decided on a combination of Metamucil, skim milk, a lactating pill each, and a caffeine pill. Grinding up the pills and mixing everything together gave me time to think about what I had done. Sam was living alone in the house across the street, so I didn't have to worry about kids or husbands coming looking for her. I made myself a quick sandwich and headed upstairs.
When I entered the room, the first things I noticed were the smell and Sam's quiet sobbing. The suppository had done its job well, and Sam had completely filled her diapers. I screwed the first bottle into my wife's gag, and she accepted it without argument. Sam was a bit more difficult. When began screwing the bottle into her gag, she began throwing her head from side to side. I reached down and gave her still red nipples a hard pinch. Her sobbing increased as the mixture flowed into her mouth and forced her to swallow it. I eyed Sam up and down. She was close to my wife's build, a little bit smaller, but not much.
I turned as Jenn gave a squeal. I walked over to check on her. A few of the worms had crawled their way out and one was making its way over her clit. She gave another squeal as it moved again. I pressed the diapers in hard on it, and felt it squirm and wiggle, just like Jenn. I held it there for a few more moments until Jenn let out a loud groan and came into the mass of diapers and worms.
I unscrewed the bottle from her gag and let her breathe for a few minutes as I unscrewed Sam's. Sam was still sobbing quietly as I unscrewed the bottle, and just for the hell of it, I reached down and checked her mess. It was huge. She must have been holding it in for a few days. I unlatched her feet and slid a pair of thick rubber panties up her legs. I took great pleasure in the way her face contorted as I snapped the waist band on her stomach
A few seconds later, I heard a small hissing noise and Sam began sobbing again. I grabbed the mittens I had put on Jenn's hands last night and put them over Sam's sweaty hands. I un-cuffed her from the bed and had her stand up. Leaving her near the bed, I walked over to remove some items from one of the bags.
I came back with a full body latex suit. I had her step into it and I worked it up her body. It was meant to be skin-tight, and it did its job well. It took me close to a half hour, but when I was done, all that was visible of Sam was her nose and her hair coming out of the back of the mask. I stepped back to admire my work. The suit was skin-tight all the way up to her waist where it hugged the diapers close to her body. It tightened up around her torso again, and I could even see her nipples sticking out. I picked her up and carried her down the hallway to our exercise room.
I set her down and told her to stay there. Closing the blinds, I walked back into my room. I grabbed a few bags and walked back into the exercise room. I told Sam to stand up, and I had her stand on the treadmill we had in the corner of the room. Placing nipple clamps on her pokey nipples, I ran a chain from the clamps to the controls of the treadmill.
"I'm going to start the treadmill. If you don't walk, your nipples will be torn off. Do you understand?" Sam nodded her head. I started the treadmill slowly. I gradually turned it up until she was at a fast walk. Checking to make sure that everything was working correctly, I left the room. I headed back into my room and looked at my wife. She was still in the chair, her eyes closed and her bottom lip between her teeth. I opened the diaper slowly, making sure to catch the worms as they fell out of my wife. The catheter in her was still doing its job, and the diaper was damp again with a mixture of her piss and cum. I dumped the worms back inside of the dirt filled cage them came in. I turned back to Jenn and re-diapered her.
Leaving her in the chair, I setup another toy I had gotten. It was two large beams that you could handcuff people to, spread-eagle style. After setting them up and testing them, I moved Jenn onto them. She was left hanging in the air, her feet a good half a foot of the floor. Rummaging through the bags, I approached Jenn with what looked like one of those pads that you can throw the Velcro balls onto.
Checking to make sure I had it on right, I placed the paddle on Jenn's stomach and pressed a switch. The paddle began vibrating at a very low frequency. Jenn gave a gasp and I heard her filling her diapers again. Stopping the paddle, I placed it on the seat of the diaper and pushed it up. Then I flicked the switch again. The mess spread itself fast, coating her crotch with its sticky embrace.
Stopping the paddle again, I set it back down in its bag and took a large spanking paddle off of the wall. Lining myself up behind Jenn, I gave a few test swings before smacking her diapered rear hard. She groaned as the bottom of the paddle hit her thigh. Seeing that the diapers protected her from the majority of my force, I focused mainly on her legs and thighs. After a few moments, Jenn was sobbing hard. Replacing the paddle, I left my wide hanging there. I went back into the exercise room and slowed the machine down to a stop.
"Crawl." I said to Sam, emphasizing it with a hard slap to her rear. Watching her stumble down to her hands and knees, I checked to make sure the chains had enough length to allow a bit of slowness. Starting the machine again, I watched Sam crawl on the treadmill for a few minutes before leaving the room and heading downstairs. I turned the TV on and sat on the couch. I remembered my sandwich upstairs and ran to get it.
As I was sitting back down, the doorbell rang. I set my sandwich down and checked who it was. It was the neighbor hood party guy, John. John and I never got along. He saw me as too uptight and serious, where I saw him as foolish and silly. I opened the door partially.
"Yes?" I said through the opening.
"Hey, is Jenn around?" He didn't meet my eye.
"No, she's out with some friends."
"Oh. When do you expect her to be back?" He still wouldn't look me in the eye.
"I don't know when she'll be back. Why?"
"Oh. I was just having a barbecue and was wondering if she wanted to come." Ah. No mention of inviting me, of course.
"Pity. Try again later." I began to close the door.
"I'll bring some burgers over later for you guys!" he shouted through the crack.
"You do that." I replied as I slammed the door shut. I stomped my way over to my chair and sat down. I stated flipping through the TV channels and came across the Food Network.
"Now be careful! This hamburger will burn if you get it on you. The greases and stuff, you know." The man on TV was saying. The beginnings of a plan came to mind. I finished my sandwich and stood up, leaving the plate on the coffee table. Heading into the kitchen, I pulled a pound of frozen hamburger from the freezer. I pulled my frying pan out and began to fry up the beef. Adding a few choice ingredients, namely chili peppers and hot sauce, I left the mix to finishing cooking as I headed upstairs for some things. I grabbed a large bottle of Castor oil and a large funnel.
I detached Jenn's limbs from the spreader beams and moved her over to the gymnast's horse again. Binding her down, I took the messy diapers off her and put them to the side. I wiped her up well and left her there while I went downstairs to get the hamburger. I turned the stove off and took the pan off of the stove. I let it cool for a minute then walked back upstairs with it. I set the hot pan on the floor beside Jenn and wiggled the funnel into her ass.
Making sure it was staying in, I poured a large amount of Castor oil into her ass, followed by the still hot hamburger. She screamed loudly into her gag as the hot oils and greases hit her innards. I pulled the funnel out and replaced the large plug I had used on her last night. She was still screaming loudly and crying as I grabbed a super-thick overnight diaper from under her. This diaper was easily half a foot thick, meant for fully incontinent people.
I left the diaper on her back as I grabbed a large vibrator from one of the bags and inserted it into her cunt. I taped the four tapes on each side tightly, holding the large dildo inside her. I walked over to the gyno chair and removed a small syringe from the draw and filled it with a thick red syrup. Walking back over to her, I waved it in her face.
"You have probably heard of this. It's called HMD, Hyper Muscle Destroyer. What it does is, when it is injected into you, it'll slowly eat away at the muscles in your body 'til it dies out. I have talked to a few experts on it, and I think I have enough figured out to render your limbs practically useless, but still keep you reasonably healthy. Cross your fingers I don't put too much in."
And with that I stuck the needle into her forearm, injecting the thick liquid into her body. I followed up with all her limbs and sat back to see if anything was visible Jenn's crying had slowed a little bit. Seeing nothing different, I left the room and went to check on Sam. She was still crawling, but was at the very end of the chain, barely moving. I stopped the machine and undid the clamps.
I could hear her gasp even through the gag. I undid the zipper at the back of the suit and had her step out of the latex casing. The diapers were ripped and torn in a few places, and some of her mess had leaked out onto her legs. Her knees were bruised and battered. I walked her over to a full body exercise machine and cuffed her laying down on it. She lay on her stomach, not moving, just staring at the wall. I shrugged and walked back downstairs. Sitting in my chair, I began to think up new ideas for newest toys.
I turned the TV off and stood up. It had been a few hours since I had left the girls, and I figured I had best check on them. But first, some phone calls. Being a lawyer, I had to represent some rather shady people. A half hour later, I had made a few calls and had some things lined up for a little while. I grabbed a beer from the fridge and walked upstairs.
I checked on Sam first. She was still lying on the exercise machine. She hadn't even moved. I walked over and kicked her in the ribs to make sure she was alive. She yelped into the gag and struggled against the bonds. Good. I placed my foot on her padded ass and gave a good shove, spreading the mess around inside. She groaned as some of it leaked out onto her legs.
I left her there and checked on Jenn. She was lying motionless on the horse. She didn't move when I entered and only gave a small grunt when I placed my hand on her back. I slid my hand inside her diaper and pulled out the plug. A rush of still warm hamburger and liquids followed the plug out and into the diaper. She gave a loud sigh and settled into the horse a bit more. I undid the straps from her arms and legs.
"Get up." I told her. I smiled as she flopped her arms around uselessly. The HMD had worked excellently, and she now had the muscle strength of a newborn. I laughed and picked her up, setting her on my bed. I dressed her in a pink onesie and left her on the floor. She was no threat now. I watched as she tried to roll over, but only succeeded in moving herself a few inches. I watched her for a few minutes till the door rang. I smiled and walked downstairs, closing the door behind me.
I ran down the stairs and looked out the window. Amanda, a friend of Jenn's, stood outside in a short black dress. Her long brown hair was up in a bun and her dark eyes scanned the house. I opened the door and she rolled her eyes at me.
"Oh. It's you. I'm here to get Jenn."
"She's not home." I said as I started to close the door.
"Bullshit. Her car's out front." Just then a loud bang was heard from my room. I turned around and Amanda pushed pass me and ran up the stairs.
"Jenn? You up here? What's he doing to you?" I heard her yell as I charged after her. She beat me to the door and slammed it open, just missing Jenn's arm. Amanda looked down at Jenn, laying there in a thick diaper full of waste, wearing nothing but a thick baby onesie. She put her hand to her mouth.
"Oh my god. What the fuck?!" I closed the door behind me quietly.
"I'm getting my revenge. I'm sorry that you'll have to be joining them."
"What the fuck! Them? How many are there!" She was starting to really freak out. I locked the door and grabbed the handcuffs from the floor.
"Just Jenn and Sam Fisher." Her eyes lit up.
"That tramp from across the street? Oh I hate her..." her eyes glowed with malicious intent. I got an idea.
"Tell you what. You can help me. I'll let you play with Sam for a while, if you promise to keep quiet about all this." I saw the cogs in her brain grinding away, weighing the options.
"Alright. Deal." I grinned and unlocked the door. I opened it and gestured for her to lead.
"Ladies first, my dear."
She smiled and walked out the door, not seeing me grab a large syringe of HMD. I hid the syringe in my pocket and followed her into the exercise room. She gagged at the smell in the room. It was pretty bad. Sweat and shit filled the air. The stale smell of urine underneath it all, adding to the atmosphere. Amanda grinned and stood in front of Sam.
"Not so sexy now, are you? Such a little slut, I should beat you for trying to steal my man!" Amanda looked back at me. I winked and pointed at Sam's ass. Amanda looked at it and grinned.
She walked beside Sam and slipped her leg over her, straddling her back. Lifting her arm in the air, she swung it down on Sam's padded ass. It hit with a loud thwack, and pieces of the mess inside began to spread out onto the back of her legs. Amanda continued spanking Sam for a few minutes, and by the end, Sam was crying her eyes out. I pulled the syringe from my pocket and walked behind Amanda. I prepped it and quickly jabbed it into her ass. She screamed and spun her head around as I injected the liquid. Stepping back, I watched her get off Sam and spin towards me.
"What the fuck was that! I thought we had a deal." I grinned as she stumbled and fell to her knees.
"Marriage is a deal too. 'Til death do us part, right?" She tried to say something but fell forward, lying motionless on the floor. I bent to pick her up, and noticed a wet warmth spreading from her crotch.
"Aww. Guess you'll be needing diapers too."
She tried to struggle, but the HMD had removed her ability to move. I carried her into my room and set her on my bed. I pulled her black, lacy thong from around her cunt and threw it into the trash. I quickly taped a thin diaper onto her and watched as she flopped around on my bed. A few moments later, I grabbed the knife and cut her shirt off. She was wearing a frilly black lace bra underneath, and it too fell to my knife. I removed her skirt and let her lay there on the bed. Her small pert breasts heaved as she struggled to move around.
I grinned as a few moments later Jenn had inched her way over and lay glaring at Amanda. I sat down on the edge of the gymnast's horse and thought about what to do next. As I sat, a pressure in my bladder notified me that nature was calling. I reached down to the floor and picked up a large mouth ring gag from the floor. It fit over the victim's teeth and forced their mouth open. I walked over to the bed and rolled Amanda onto her back. I placed the gag in her mouth and strapped it in place as I undid my pants.
Pulling my long pecker out, I placed the head of it on the rim of the gag, and pushed. A few seconds later, a stream of golden piss flowed from my wonder stick and swirled down into Amanda's mouth. She choked at first, but I plugged her nose and made her swallow. It took a little while, but it eventually it all got in. A rumble in my gut told me my other end needed release too.
I fully removed my pants and boxers and squatted over the gag. Holding it in place, I pushed a large turd out and aimed it into her mouth. Amanda started moaning and squealing as the ominous dark log made its way into her mouth. I continued pushing until my shit covered her face and filled her mouth.
She lay there, gagging and sputtering. I wiped myself with a towel from the ground and dressed again. I stood up and noticed that she had messed herself during the ordeal. I smeared the remaining shit on her face around her body and inserted a plug into the gag, locking the shit in place. I got off the bed and washed my hands. I walked downstairs and got another beer and drank quickly.
As I finished the beer, the door rang again. I looked up at the clock. It was close to 11. I answered the door and two heavily muscled men stood on my porch.
"You Jack?" one of them said.
"Yea." I said as I drank another beer. "You Robert?" He nodded and handed me a grocery bag. I set it behind the door and walked outside.
"This is the car." I said, patting my wife's BMW. I handed them the keys and they got in the car. Rolling down the passenger side window, I handed the other guy a handful of bills.
"You got my number. Give me a call when it's all in place."
"You got it, man." Robert said as he drove off.
I finished the beer and walked back inside. I grabbed the bag from behind the door and set it in my kitchen. Reaching in, I took a bag of weed out and a small metal pipe. I walked into my living room and smoked for a little while, to give me time to think.
Things were starting to get out of hand. There were too many girls here now. I needed to deal with them. I got up and headed back upstairs. I set up a stereo player in my room and moved Sam into my room as well. I strapped her firmly to the cross in the corner of the room. I cleared some stuff away and began setting up Jenn and Amanda's new bed.
It took me about a half hour, but when I was done, it looked good. It was a large crib, big enough for the girls to sleep in it together. I picked up Jenn and dropped her into the crib, and moved her to the side so Amanda would have room. Setting Amanda in it, she gave a groan as the mess in her diaper spread around her crotch. I locked the sides up and tossed some stuffed animals into the crib with them.
Making sure that they wouldn't be able to get out, I checked to make sure Sam was strapped in tightly. Seeing that they were stuck until I said otherwise, I put a CD in the player and set it to loop. Some classical music began playing. I turned the light off and locked the door as I left. The music I had turned on had subliminal messages implanted into it. I walked into the master bedroom and stripped. Lying down, I began to plan the next day.
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