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Derek pulled out almost straight away.
"That was wonderful, Jane." he said, as the juice from his
huge cock dripped on the floor.
Jane squeezed her legs together.
"Oh, it was unbelievable! I feel so good inside. I never
thought it would feel like that," she said, her eyes closed
with a huge smile on my face. Derek smiled too.
"I'm going to take a shower. Come and join me when you have
got your breath back."
Derek walked to the bathroom. My heart felt so heavy. I
wanted to cry even more but I did not think that there were
any more tears left inside. But, Sandra was still pumping
me in my wet nappy and I was going to come.
Jane moved herself round in front of me and opened her legs
again. I could see her open pussy, soaking all over.
Derek's juices were thick but slowly easing out.
"Is he... Sorry... Is SHE ready to come, Sandra?" said
Jane.
"Oh, yes! SHE is very excited now."
Sandra stopped her hand and began to untie my arms from
behind my back.
Jane stared straight at me.
"Does little Lucy want to be milked now?"
I was desperate. After all that I had seen, I still wanted
her to touch me. I wanted her to want me just as she wanted
Derek. I nodded my agreement. Not matter what I was
wearing, no matter what I had been through, my body was
desperate.
"No, no." she said. "Lucy has to tell Mummy what she
wants."
"Please Mummy. I need to be milked. Please! Please Mummy!"
She smiled once more.
"First of all, Mummy needs cleaning. I can't do anything
like this, can I?"
She looked down between her legs. So did I. I knew what she
wanted. Sandra removed my bonnet. My humiliation was
already complete. I had already accepted everything else. I
needed to come and this was the only way. I leaned forward
and began to lap up the juices with my tongue. Jane ran her
hands through my hair.
"There's a good girl, Lucy. Drink everything down. Mummy
and Daddy's juices taste lovely together, don't they? Yes,
that's it. Drink it all down for Mummy. Clean me all up."
The problem was that I loved it. It was fantastic. I loved
the taste in my mouth. I loved drinking from my wife's
pussy. I loved making her happy. I wanted her to want me. I
continued to bury my face in her cunt until I had drunk
every drop. The taste was wonderful. Yes, I knew it was
Derek's juices too but it only made me more excited.
I looked up and she smiled back at me.
"Okay, Sandra. Take her upstairs and toss her off in her
pissy nappy. There is a butt plug on the bed if you want to
use it."
"But... but... Mummy, I thought you would do it," I cried.
"Lucy, you have a nanny now and I think that Sandra should
get used to her new tasks for a while. Anyway, I am all hot
and sweaty, and Derek wants me to take a shower with him so
off you go now."
With that, she turned away and went to the bathroom and I
broke down and cried again. I couldn't think properly
anymore. As soon as something upset me, I was crying. Maybe
part of me believed that I really was a baby girl.
"For heaven's sake, Lucy, STOP CRYING!" yelled Sandra.
What was happening? What was happening to my life?
"Right, that is enough!" she said.
She slapped my face, grabbed my hand and pulled me off the
sofa. I cannot tell you why but I did not resist as she
pulled me up the stairs to the small spare bedroom. She
threw me onto the floor and closed the door.
"Baby Lucy is going to get a very bad punishment if she
does not stop crying right now,"
What more could she do? I hated her. I hated this whole
arrangement. This was not how I wanted things to be.
"Stop it," I screamed, "You can't do this to me!"
Oh, no. That was definitely the wrong thing to do.
"You ungrateful little child!" she yelled back. "I can do
anything I want and I will show you right now."
Suddenly, I was very scared. She turned me onto my back and
tied my arms and legs together. I did not resist. I was
very, very frightened indeed!
"You are my little girl now and I will treat you as I see
fit. I want to make your mummy very happy. What she wants
is a well-behaved little girl who does as she is told. So,
we can start the lessons right now. You are going to find
out that it is wrong to answer back. When you step out of
line, there are some very bad things that I have your
mummy's permission to do. Time to learn your first lesson,
little Lucy."
She disappeared off downstairs. Through the open door, I
could hear Jane and Derek in the shower. She was moaning
and begging him again. He must have been pushing that huge
cock into her once more. Sandra came back into the room
with a huge sports bag.
"Now we will see what fun I can have."
She kept me in my dress but took my wet nappy off. Next,
she cleaned me with some baby wipes to keep me fresh. Then,
she rolled me onto my front.
I felt something hard being inserted into my ass. It was
very cold and not comfortable at all. She twisted and
pushed it until it could go no further.
"This is a wonderful new toy for keeping people like you
under control. This is real milking."
Lifting me up, she sat me on the chair, still with my hands
and legs tied up. The 'toy' pushed even deeper inside me,
touching parts inside me that I had never felt before. The
sensation was a little strange but almost pleasant. My cock
could not help but become hard again. However, I became
scared once again when I looked round. Looking down behind
me, I could see a wire leaving my bottom, leading to a
small handset on the floor. What was she doing!??!
"Please, Sandra," I begged, "I will be a good girl. I will
do whatever you want. Please don't hurt me."
She smiled with an evil grin.
"Did I hear you say Sandra or Nanny?"
"Oh, Nanny. I'm very sorry. I meant Nanny. Honest!"
"I won't punish you for that. I will have enough fun with
this. Now, open wide."
Not wanting any further punishment, I opened my mouth and
she inserted a ball gag. Pulling the straps, she secured it
firmly behind my head. I was now truly frightened. I could
not even call for help. She took my bonnet and fastened it
firmly on my head once more.
Just then, I could hear footsteps coming up the stairs. It
was Derek and Jane. Sandra left the room to talk to them
but I could hear their conversation as they stood on the
landing.
"Hello Sandra. Is our baby alright? Did you make her come?"
said Jane.
"No, Miss. She was behaving very badly indeed. I was going
to let her come but then she answered back to me."
"Well, we can't have that," said Derek, "Did you beat her?"
"No, Sir. But, I am setting her up with her punishment
right now. I am going to use the probe. I know that it is
very unpleasant but I want her to understand from the start
that she must do as she is told."
"Okay, Sandra," said Jane, "As you say, it is not very nice
but at least she will know what could happen to her if she
does it again. Anyway, we are going to get changed and go
out for a drink somewhere. I will check on her before we
go, then she is yours to look after until we get back. Your
bedroom is the other spare one across the hall. Naturally,
I will sleep with Derek in my bedroom. However, you should
be awake in case we want to use you."
"Of course, Miss. Thank you, Miss,"
"Come on, Jane," said Derek, "Let's leave her to it."
After a few seconds, Sandra came back in the room.
"Now, let's get you all hooked up."
I was just frozen with fear. Probe? What was that? She
pulled my hard cock out from underneath my dress. Holding
it tightly, she pulled a clear plastic bag, about A4 size,
over the end and sealed it to my body with tape. She picked
up the handset and looked into my eyes. I could not plead
or beg. I would have done if I could have.
She pressed the red switch on the handset. I felt a strange
feeling inside. All of a sudden, my sperm gushed out of my
cock and into the bag. I felt no orgasm. It felt sore.
"Well, I might as well explain it." Said Sandra, "The probe
gives a small electric shock to your prostate. It cannot
damage anything but it does 'milk' you. A wonderful
invention. You see, men are always thinking about sex. When
those balls of yours start to fill up, all you think about
is releasing the pressure. You think about it even more
while you are wearing your little baby girl clothes, don't
you? However, with this, you will soon learn that you can
only have orgasms when we decide. I will set this on the
timer and leave you here. It will go off every 15 minutes
until I stop it. As Derek and Jane are going out for a few
drinks, I can leave you up here all night. By the time they
come back, you won't be thinking about coming anymore. In
fact, you will be begging me to stop it for you."
Tears streamed down my face once more.
"After this, I am sure that you will be a very good girl
for all of us. If you behave, we might let you have an
orgasm from time to time and enjoy yourself. However, if
you continue to disobey me, I will hook you up to this for
10 hours a day and make sure that you never have any desire
to come. Instead, you will feel even more like the little
baby girl that you are!"
I knew that she was serious. There was no way out here. I
watched her as she emptied the rest of the sports bag into
the wardrobe. She had bought lots of things with her.
Things that I had no idea what they could be used for. All
I knew was that if I did not behave, I would soon be
finding out what else she had in store. I looked down
between my legs at the bag. My cock was still dripping.
What had I gotten into?
A few minutes later, Jane opened the door. She looked
beautiful in her smart black suit. I could not move or say
anything but she must have noticed the longing in my eyes.
"Oh, poor Lucy. Sandra tells me that you were being
naughty. Well, I did say that she could punish you as she
sees fit. So, she's set you up with the probe, has she?"
As I nodded, the machine went off again and I squirted into
the bag once more. I burst into tears again. Jane tried not
to but she giggled.
"Oh you poor love. I guess this is not the 'milking' that
you wanted."
Sandra started laughing.
"When you are back from your evening out, Miss, you can let
me know what else I should do with her."
"Oh, no." said Jane, laughing a little herself, "As I
agreed, he...Sorry, SHE is yours to look after. I am sure
that you will have lots of fun. By the way, Sandra, when we
return tonight, obviously I want Derek to fuck me again but
I want him to come in my mouth first. Get dressed in that
tarty red leather underwear that you have and then you can
join us in the bedroom. You can suck on him and get him
hard again for me after I have swallowed his load."
"Of course, Miss. Thank you, Miss."
Jane turned back to me and smiled softly.
"Oh, isn't this wonderful, Lucy? I used to love the life we
had, but now it is even better. We are all so happy. A new
family. I know how happy you must be."
I tried to cry out from behind the gag but Sandra had made
sure that it was tight fixed. I could only make noises.
"Yes, my pretty Lucy. I saw how happy you were, lapping up
Derek's juices from my cunt, wanting to be milked in your
smelly wet nappy. You have become such a lovely baby. We
will all have so much fun from you."
The shame was overwhelming. That was what hurt the most. I
had watched as Derek fucked my wife. All the way through, I
was not trying to get them to stop. No, I was just trying
to come myself.
"I know. This part is difficult but Sandra has to make you
understand that you have to be a good girl at all times.
Derek... Sorry, DADDY hates girls that do not do as they
are told so you have to learn. Maybe later, you can show
how much you love your new daddy."
With that, Jane and Sandra left the room and left me to my
own thoughts. I was still trying to work out how all of
this had happened. I had let everything happen to me, just
how Jane wanted. Was this really what I wanted too? When we
were alone in the bathroom, I was desperate for Sandra to
make me come. I had allowed my sexual desires to cloud the
fact that I wanted another woman, not my wife. She too had
desires for another. Derek was everything that I was not.
Was it lust? Did she really love him? How long had they
been planning this? Whose idea was it? All these questions
ran round in my head.
The shock jolted me back to reality as I sprayed another
load into the bag. All I could do now was wait.
I had counted another 4 shocks before Sandra returned to
the bedroom. I was so tired. My resistance was low. Even
though she was the only person in the house, I did not put
up a fight when she untied me. I leaned forward and she
removed the probe.
"How do you feel now?" she said, "Remember, answer me
nicely!"
"Thank you, Nanny. I feel fine."
I did not want to be hurt anymore.
"Did Lucy like her 'milking'?"
"Yes, Nanny,"
"That's much better. I am sure that you will not give me
any more trouble before your Mummy and Daddy return. Let's
get you ready for bed. Derek is still building your cot but
he will finish it tomorrow. In the meantime, you will have
to be strapped to the spare bed."
I offered no resistance as she put a clean nappy on me and
slipped a pair of plastic pants over the top. My bonnet and
gag were removed. My nice dress was exchanged for a cute
pink baby-doll nightie and booties to match. There was also
a tight fitting pink plastic cap to keep my hair out of the
way. I just let her do what she wanted. I was too tired. My
willpower had all disappeared. I did not want her to use
that probe on me again. The only enjoyment of being in this
situation had been taken away and I wanted it back. I would
have to play by their rules.
Wanting to avoid any other punishment, I let Sandra
continue about her business. She strapped my ankles
together and then my knees as well. Using some tape and
chains, my hands were strapped together and attached to my
knees with a very short chain. She rolled me onto my side
and pulled some large straps across the bed over me.
Pulling on the buckles really tight, she made sure that I
could not move a muscle.
"Now, we don't want you to be hungry or thirsty in the
night, do we? So, open wide and let me take care of that
for you."
She brought out a different gag, pulled it over my head and
buckled it up firmly. The mouthpiece was large and held my
mouth open. I started to worry again.
Sandra set up a metal stand with a clear plastic bowl. She
took a tube from the cupboard and attached one end to the
opening at the bottom of the bowl. The other end, she
attached to my mouthpiece.
The tube was blocked off until Sandra opened the tap at the
bottom of the bowl.
"Now, my little Lucy, I am going to set you up with your
feed. This will happen every night before you go to sleep
and it is very important for your development in being our
baby. This formula and medicine will make you piss and poo
yourself in the night."
No, please! I tried to move.
"Don't struggle. You can't get free anyway. Listen
carefully, little girl. This is going to happen whether you
like it or not. Soon, you will get used to messing yourself
all the time. It won't be long before you become completely
used to it. For the first few days, we will make it very,
very messy for you. Once you learn that you will make us
happy by messing yourself and we will make you enjoy it
too, we can make it less messy and more like normal."
She poured a bottle of syrup into the bowl and then added a
huge tub of powder.
"This will soon get things moving." She said, stirring it
round and mixing it up. Soon it became a thick brown gooey
paste.
At that moment, Jane and Derek came in.
"Hello, Sandra. How's our little girl?" said Derek.
"I am just fitting her up with the feeder, sir. It will
last about 30 minutes."
"Oh, thank you, Sandra," said Jane, "Will that have the
desired effect?"
"Oh yes, Miss. The mixture will make sure that that nappy
is very full in the morning."
Everyone laughed.
"I just need something to water it down a bit to make sure
that it all goes through," said Sandra.
"I'll bring some water up from the kitchen," Jane replied.
"No need," said Derek, "I'll fill it up."
I watched as he moved towards the feeding bowl. Slowly, he
undid his fly and started to pull his huge cock out.
"Oh, Derek," giggled Sandra, "That's not what I had in
mind."
"But, it will work, won't it? And she was not very well
behaved. I think it is a good idea." He said.
I starred in horror as he hung his penis into the bowl. He
turned to face Jane, as if asking for her approval. She
eyes turned to me. I could not speak but my expression must
have pleaded 'no'.
But, it was no good. She giggled a bit and then spoke.
"Why not? I am sure by tomorrow she will be much better
behaved."
Derek looked down at me with a wicked grin and then pissed
into my feeder bowl. Sandra mixed it in with the food
mixture until I could see a watery yellow liquid.
"Ahhh... I needed that," said Derek, shaking out the last
few drops.
"That's perfect," said Sandra, "It will flow down easily
now."
She turned the tap on and I watched the liquid flow down
the tube. Steadily, I felt it fill my mouth.
"Won't she just hold it in her mouth?" said Jane
"She might be able to for a while but if the liquid is not
all gone in half an hour, I have some very bad punishments
for her!"
"Great!" said Jane, "Let's all go into the bedroom and have
some fun. Sandra, after we have finished, you can take the
tube out and then she can sleep."
"One moment first," said Sandra, "I just want to see her
take the first mouthful,"
All eyes turned to me. I didn't want to but I knew that I
was going to have to.
Sandra picked out a long thin carbon stick from the
cupboard.
"Don't make me beat you, Lucy." She said. "Just be a good
girl for everyone and drink it all down."
I didn't test her resolve. I would never have stood a
chance. I couldn't move. I closed my eyes and swallowed. It
was a disgusting taste. Everyone smiled as my mouth filled
again. I was going to have to drink everything.
"There's a good girl, Lucy," said Sandra, "This nice drink,
mixed with your daddy's piss, will make sure you have a
lovely full nappy in the morning. If you continue to be
good, I will make sure that you enjoy that feeling."
And then, I was left alone. Each time my mouth filled with
the mixture, I braced myself and swallowed. It was horrible
but I wanted to get through this without annoying Sandra. I
did not dare to think of what other punishments she had in
store if I misbehaved again.
The door was left open and so was the door to what used to
be my bedroom. While I drank the horrible mixture, I had to
listen to the three of them having sex together. I listened
as Derek urged Jane on, sucking greedily on his cock. They
kept changing positions and playing with each other. I
could hear screams of delight as Sandra's enjoyed sitting
on Derek's face while Jane rode his huge cock. I heard my
wife screaming for more, coming again and again.
It did not seem that long but my feeder finally ran out. I
could not move, I just had to wait until they would come
through and release me but I could hear all of their
conversation as they finally relaxed after their long
session.
"Oh, it is so nice to have you join us in bed, Jane."
"Hey Sandra, this is my bed. You're the maid round here,
don't forget."
"Okay, okay, but regardless, it is great to have sex with
you again."
"Yes, Jane," said Derek, "This was a wonderful idea. Now I
have two beautiful women to fuck with."
"Whenever you like, Derek," said Jane. "I love it when you
push so deep inside of me. God, it feels great. Sandra
always said it was amazing but I did not think it would be
so good!"
They all laughed.
"Well, this is just day one," said Sandra, "Let's see what
we can get up to tomorrow. I'll cook a nice big breakfast
for about 10am, then we can just let the rest of the day
unfold. Hey, I have to say that I was definitely not
expecting your husband to play along so willingly with this
in such a way. Even after watching Derek fuck you, he was
still excited in his wet nappy and was very happy to clean
you out with his tongue."
Derek joined in.
"Yes, I must say that I expected him to complain at some
point. I mean, when you said that he liked being a baby
girl, I did not think that he would actually let you dress
him up in front of us, let alone do all things that we
have. But, he seems to really like it. He sat there while I
fucked you. He let Sandra wash and clean him in the
bathroom. I know he keeps crying but I think that is part
of being a baby. I think he wants to cry, I think he wants
us to punish him and treat him like a baby."
Noooooo! I wanted to scream out loud but I couldn't. I
would have taken my old life back. I didn't want the
punishments. I would forgive them all if I could go back.
Please! Let me be a man again. I began to cry again.
"I believe that you're both right," said Jane, "The way he
cries, the fact that he does not resist and the fact that
we know he is still excited sexually must mean that he
wants us to continue in this way. I like having him as my
baby. It is so much fun." "Should we discuss it with him?"
said Derek.
"I don't think so," said Sandra, "If he was against the
idea, he could have broken free earlier when I got him
ready for bed. Or he could have tried to resist me washing
him and changing him in the bathroom. I am sure that this
new life is what he wants,"
"I agree with Sandra," said Jane
"I do think that we should be strict with him to start with
though," said Sandra, "Just like today, I think he will
rebel a little bit from time to time, very much like a
little baby girl would. But, just like a real nanny, I
should punish him. Otherwise, he will not be well-behaved.
He must understand that he is a little baby girl by our
rules. There is no going back. He has to learn to be good
for us all."
"Well, you enjoy punishing him anyway, don't you?" laughed
Jane.
"Okay, I have to confess that it is fun but I get the
feeling he likes it too," said Sandra.
"Jane, I have to say that it is important that we join in
with Sandra to break his spirit, " said Derek, "What is
left of the man inside, needs to be completely broken. If
he really wants this, we should keep pushing. Let's keep
him excited, humiliated and make sure that he never even
thinks about returning to be a man."
"Yes, he has to be our baby girl for good," said Sandra.
"Agreed," said Jane, "By the end of this weekend, I want
him to realise that when he does what we say, he will get
to enjoy himself. I love him very much and I do want to see
him happy. However, when he disobeys any of us, he will be
severely punished. Sandra, I never want to see him out of
his baby girl clothes. I never want him to use the toilet
again. I want him to always be in a nappy and understand
that he has to use it."
"And what if he resists?"
"Punish him again. Show him all the things that you can do
to him. Make him realise that he is no longer a man. He is
our little baby girl now and he cannot go back. He will
enjoy his new life so much. I just know it," said Jane.
TO BE CONTINUED...
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