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VACATION
Beautiful, Friday and work was over, I just had to drive home, a 20
mile commute. I usually enjoyed the drive, and as I drive I often
fantasize about being a sissy; oh some of those daydreams are so good,
creating a never ending story. It was hot, and I drove our old car,
brutal even with all the windows down; but my wife Kellie deserved the
car with air conditioning. Anyway, the intense heat turned me on
somehow.
I unconsciously began to daydream, thinking back to the summers of my
childhood, when I would rummage around in the hot attic of our house. I
would be searching for cloth diapers and plastic pants. And,
occasionally, I would find an old box of baby stuff. I always assumed
the diapers and baby pants would never be missed, and would claim them
for myself. Wearing them only added to the heat of the day or night.
Most of the time I'd split the pants trying to pull them on, but I
remembered the time when I came upon three pair of large toddler size
plastic pants that actually fit me for a while. Even as a child I would
fantasize that I had no control, and wear diapers and plastic pants to
bed, wetting and sleeping in wet diapers.
Driving down the highway, I felt myself stiffen in my lace ladened
panties. I smiled and said to myself that I wished I was diapered right
now. Well only a few more minutes to home, and for a moment it had
slipped my mind that I didn't have to go back to work for two weeks.
I had put in for vacation a month ago, it was early fall, I thought
Kellie and I would ferry to a near by island. No one would know us
there; anyway, it's a place where there is plenty of diversity any
everyone is tolerant. A month ago, when I told her about the plans, she
said she'd get the time off too, and that she would make all the
reservations. We looked forward to having a relaxing escape; we both
needed it so much. Things seemed strangely tense between us, it seemed
it was impossible for us to adjust to each other and get on the same
wavelength. I knew we were both trying but there didn't seem to be
natural harmony. Arriving home, I entered the house thinking we'd be
leaving right away for the 6:30 ferry.
Kellie greeted me with a kiss and added, "Wow are you sweaty, must have
be very hot out, oh well, I know you had your childhood fantasy again,
so I want you to get out of those panties; I want you in diapers right
this minute." It was unusually hot for late afternoon that time of
year, I pretended to be a little bratty, and responded, "Do I have too?
It's not night time yet, it's still day light." Her scowl coward me to
do as she wished, surprisingly, despite the way I had just been
fantasizing, I was a bit reluctant, but what the heck, I'd adjust and
be happier for it. What a moody little sissy I'd become.
"Don't be so slow, get that diaper on and lets go, Stacy, I've got
plans for you." Kellie seemed strangely confident this afternoon. I
entered our bedroom and went to the closet where I hid all my baby
supplies, I think she left the room heat-up on purpose, the AC was off
in there, the shades were up and the windows were closed. I mused at
her humor, as I assembling my diaper. I folded two 27"x 27" flannel
panels diagonally, I stacked a medium size disposable baby diaper the
long way on a 14"x17" flat diaper, folding the covered tape around
between the panels and flat diaper, I pinned through the reinforced
tapes and extended the front of the diaper. This set up has worked well
for a long time, holding two to three wettings, and since I'm not
permitted to purchase anything that says "adult" on the package, baby
diapers are my best option. Easily pinning the outer wings around my
34" waist like a belt, demonstrated that my weight reduction program
was working well, Even when I was a chub the wings of the triangle
could still be pinned to the front panel, but now I could pin them
closed with one pin; I guess that this diaper assembly would fit waist
sizes well over 40". But I shouldn't worry, with what Kellie was
feeding to me, being over-weight would never be a concern, she said she
wouldn't be satisfied 'til my dress size was down to at most a ten.
Picking out a pair of pink pull-on plastic panties and not knowing what
else to wear; I shouted to Kellie, asking her what she had in mind. "I
want you in a bra and slip, your shortest baby pink dress, one that
will show your plastic pants, and put on heels. Don't forget your make-
up and jewelry and to fix your hair so it's cute." I didn't know what
she was up to, but I was excited by her response, it sounded like it
was to be an evening of playful D/s. After dressing as instructed, I
waltzed down the stairs for inspection.
"Let me take a look at my sissy" she said while slapping a riding crop
onto her palm. "Hmmmm, very nice, precisely what I had in mind. Such a
cute pearl barrettes holding your hair back, with matching earrings and
necklace, tell me Stacy, why do you like pearls so much? And while
you're telling me, turn and hold your ankles for..."
"But Kellie I thought we were traveling to..." For my changing the
subject I felt the immediate sting of her little whip. "Don't ever
interrupt me again," she scolded, "you must remember you are my
submissive sissy, the sooner you learn that the better." Receiving four
more swats across my exposed thighs, she repeated her instructions to
hold my ankles and answer her question.
"Umm," I hesitated, and quickly received three more spanks. "Its cause
they are the cutest, most submissive jewelry I can think of, when I
wear them I fantasize I've just done something very naughty and I'm
dripping in, well you know..."
"Yes, I know, now hold those ankles and keep your knees straight; you
are getting an even dozen strikes from my crop, ready? Thinking to
myself, four more wouldn't be too bad, and the spanking continued, I
counted out the first four expecting her to stop, but she continued, "I
meant a dozen more," she laughed as she explained.
There were red lines and small welts across my thighs, my Mistress held
out a pink garter belt and pink nylon stockings and told me to put them
on to cover those ugly stripes. What they really did was irritate my
welted skin, suddenly she was getting very clever, "there are three
beers in the refrigerator, I want you to quickly down all three while I
explain your next little chore. There were three beers, just as she'd
said, it seemed strange for her to tell me to drink three beers all at
once, we hadn't played a drinking since before we were married. As I
drank the first one I thought to myself, 'this time it isn't hard to do
as she wished.' With the last one almost gone, she asked me if I was
going to need burping and laughed at me, I giggled along with her
tease.
The next thing she did was to point to a bag from the hardware store.
"I want you to change the doorknobs on our three bathrooms" she
commanded. Examining the doorknobs to see what kind of screwdriver I
needed, I noticed they featured locks but were without keys. She
continued, "Stacy, be certain to make certain the doors are securely
locked when you finish installing each handle. And when you change your
diaper you may ask for a key, understand it's just so you can rinse
your diaper in the toilet bowl before you put it in your diaper pail,
and that will happen when I say its time for you to change, and don't
think that's going to be too often. Now run along and do your little
task, and Stacy, I don't want to hear any flushes while you are in
those bathrooms."
Finishing the last installation, I closed the door and shook the
handle, like the rest it was locked securely as Kellie had instructed.
Now my bathroom privileges were under her complete control, I wished I
had gone before I put this diaper on, I guess that's why she had
hurried me so. Feeling an urge, I decided it was best to hold out a bit
longer, so I returned to my Mistress Kellie. She was relaxing on the
couch with a glass of wine, "All finished little one?" she chided. She
handed me a toddler's sippie cup and told me to sit by her feet.
Drinking my wine from a cup like that was a bit exciting; it was
decorated with pink flowers and even had my name on it. She then asked,
"Stacy, are your diapers still dry?" I nodded that they were. "Well
they won't be for long" she replied. And I knew she was right.
Sitting on the floor next to Kellie really turns me on, and I thought
I'd have some fun. As I finished the last drops from my sippie cup I
meekly requested, "Mistress, may I kiss your feet?"
"Yes you may, sweetie, start by kissing the tips of my toes, gently
now." I bent forward as she pointed her toes lifting her foot off the
floor and gentle kissed each one. She commanded me to open my mouth and
to take her foot deeply into my mouth. "Give my foot your best blowjob,
show me what a great cocksucker you would be." I blushed, but eagerly
demonstrated my skills. "What a nice foot massage, Stacy, use your
tongue a little more, that's it, open wider, ooo it's in to the arch.
Get me a refill and let's try that to the other foot."
As I rose to take her glass the urge to pee returned, this time there
would be no holding back, I felt it's warmth spreading in my diaper,
the flood in my diaper continued as I smiled and curtseyed to Kellie.
"Oh, isn't that sweet" she responded. "Why don't you bring the bottle
back when you come?"
Toddling away, my diaper began to cool to the clammy coolness that was
to become so familiar. Filling Kellie's glass I saw there was plenty of
wine left, I placed the glass and bottle on a tray, I took notice of
the bottle's shape, the classic smoothly tapered neck that German wine
bottles have, and returned to again curtsey and resume my position at
her feet. "Pour yourself another, sweetie" she said to me. "Better
tighten up that diaper, it's beginning to droop. You are wet, aren't
you?" I acknowledge her question with a nod. "Let's see, its six thirty
now, I'll let you change about eight o'clock, try to remember and
remind me" she laughed.
I drained my sippie cup, stood and lifted the hem of my skirt and held
it with my chin, then unfastened the front two tabs of my stockings to
lower my pink plastic pants enough to expose my diaper pins. Unpinned
the left side and pulled it snug and re-pinned. Then un-pinned the
right side and pulled it very tight before re-pinning the moistened
fabric. She sat amused as I pulled myself together again. With
nonchalance she said, "Fill my glass again Stacy, then massage my other
foot."
Of course, I did as she requested, again kissing the tips of her toes
before opening wide. After about ten minutes she said, "You did very
well Stacy, put on your red lipstick and let's measure your progress."
I applied my lipstick in the living room mirror, all the while puzzled
by what she meant by, "measure my progress." Meanwhile she poured out
the last of the wine into her glass.
"No, I'll do that, Mistress", I stammered. "Then do you want me to get
another bottle?"
"Oh, its fine Stacy, we don't need anymore right now, but come over
here I have some thing for you." Presenting myself before her, I
daintily spread my skirt and curtsied. She handed me the empty bottle,
"I bet a sissy like you considers this quite a phallic symbol, you do
don't you? Well I want you to put it in your mouth and see how far down
the neck you can smear your lipstick."
The twenty minutes of oral foot massage had loosened my mouth, to
attain more than three inches I would have to deep throat the end, so I
slowly pressed the bottle to the back of my mouth and concentrated, the
furthest lipstick smear was at four inches, and that was by pushing my
lips out. Kellie's observation was that I was to practice until I could
do at least six inches.
"OK sweetie, go wash up and set the table for supper." I put my cup,
her glass and the lipstick stained bottle on the tray and pranced to
the kitchen. As I made my way from the room she commented how cute my
diapered butt was, "I want you to keep drinking those beers while you
work. She readied herself, and made a phone call, for what I didn't
know.
Setting the table sent my thoughts back to my childhood, especially the
way I was dressed I felt like a little girl helping her mommy. As I
placed the silverware the urge to pee returned, and again the warm
wetness spread within my plastic panties. But I was soon finished, and
beer in hand, returned to my spot on the floor where Mistress Kellie
was sitting. When I got there I saw there was a rubber sheet on the
floor, waiting for me. "Sit on the latex sweetie, by now I'm sure you
have to be careful of leaks. How many beers are left in the
refrigerator?" she asked.
Informing her I stated, "About seven, I think, this is my second since
the wine."
She handed my two pair of handcuffs, telling me to cuff my ankles and
wrists, she went and got the six-pack, and placed it next to me. 'I'm
going out to get the order of Chinese I just called in, if you finish
all those beers before I get back I'll let you change your diaper
before super."
She turned on the TV and put a FemDom movie in the VCR, "That's to keep
you in the mood until I get back." my erection started immediately, and
I started guzzling the beers, with the wetness I was feeling in my
panties, a fluffy dry diaper sounded really nice. I really wanted to
finish that six-pack by the time my wife returned. The movie was hot,
not as personal as my evening with Mistress Kellie, but this guy locked
in a cage in the bathtub with a toilet seat on it was really in for it,
talk about the pot calling the kettle black. Now my bladder let go
again, I was drenched and beginning to leak past the leg-band of my
plastic panties a bit, good thing for Mistress's foresight. All I could
do was giggle at my predicament; the beer and wine was starting to take
effect. Burping had become very frequent, but my goal neared, one beer
to go.
It was almost finished as Mistress came through the door; I tossed it
down hoping she wouldn't notice. She carried the food to the table and
came over to me on the rubber sheet. "Close enough Stacy, you may go
change." She released my cuffs, and handed me the keys for the ankle
cuffs and the upstairs bathroom. "Just let that wet diaper soak, you
can rinse it after supper. And use the diaper wipes and baby lotion you
bought for yourself last week. No need to change your outfit over a wet
diaper," her words followed me up the stairs. She paused the VCR and
went to the kitchen laughing.
Being loaned the key for the bathroom in my own house was a little
humiliating; it would be a fast change. Kicking my heels off and
releasing the garter tabs, I took off my pink stockings and slid down
the plastic panties. The diaper came off next, removing the disposable
soaker, I placed it and the plastic pants in the toilet bowl to soak
and disposable in the genie as Mistress instructed. I took a towel from
the hamper and dried my diaper region, then cleaned it thoroughly with
the lavender scented baby wipes, and rubbed Night Time Lotion all over
my tummy and touchie, I washed my hands and locked the door as I left
the bathroom. Joyously, I got the clean diapers and identical pink
plastic panties from the closet. After a while the assembly of the
three flat diapers and soaker gets to be easy, I was soon in my diapers
and pink plastic panties, and pulling up my stockings Since it was
dinner time, I tied on my pink bib that matched my plastic panties. The
garter tabs fastened, back in my heels and headed down the stairs.
Fixing my make-up and lipstick in the big mirror of the living-room, I
smoothed my dress; confident that I was presentable for Mistress. But
just then the urge to wet myself returned, all that liquid, was that
her plan all along? The warmth spread between my thighs, I had only
been dry for three minutes.
Mistress Kellie was seated at the head of the table, already eating,
"sissy, your food may be getting cold, you must feel better in a nice
dry diaper."
Handing her the key I confessed, that my diaper was already wet, I
thought I was going to cry. My speech was a little slurred, I saw my
supper was to be a large bowl of Egg Drop Soup and a plateful of
Vegetable Chow Mien. "I got you a large iced tea, she had transferred
it to my sippie cup; I figured you'd have had enough beer to drink for
a while, and certainly enough carbs; That's why no fried food for you,
you must watch your weight. I was thinking, little one, how nice it
would be to have you in a high chair right now, and if instead of
leaving you on the rubber sheet, I could have left you in a playpen.
It's certainly more appropriate, maybe we should keep an eye out for
them at garage sales this year."
She was one with her dinner and cracked open her fortune cookie, she
read, "You will soon find someone who is a big help". Maybe Mommy's
little helper she thought, I have to get little Stacy a shirt or apron
that says that. Now finish your supper while I get some comfortable
clothes on." Mistress left the dining room. Alone now, I looked up to
see my reflection in the hall mirror, it made me feel so cute. Eating
with these child sized utensils took some time, and I was certain to
eat all the soup and refill my cuppie until all the tea was gone. I had
wet a second time by the time my plate and bowl was cleaned off.
Dutifully, I brought all the dishes to the sink, took off my bib and
hung it on an apron hook; somehow they looked appropriate hanging with
the aprons. I selected my favorite, the full yellow apron with the
white ruffled shoulders, put it on and tied the apron strings in a bow
behind my back. Mistress must have heard me clearing the table, and she
joined me in the kitchen while I did the dishes.
She wore a black spandex cat suit and sported a large black strap-on,
she went and got something out of the refrigerator and went to sit down
on a kitchen chair. Seeing me dry the last of the dishes, she called to
me, "Stacy, come get your desert." She shook an aerosol can of whipped
cream, and sprayed a ball of it on the tip of the dildo. "Do the math
cocksucker," she teased. As I hung up the apron in the closet and went
over to kneel between her widely spread legs. I licked the cream,
cleaning each area where she would deposit the cream, she would tease
or compliment me about my technique. When she finally tired feeding me
with the false penis, she said, 'I think we should go back and watch
the rest of the videotape. Bring your cup from the drainer; I'll carry
the bottle and wineglass. "
When I stood to follow her, my diaper sagged and started to fall down
luckily my garter ribbons held it up. I had to put the top on the
sippie cup so I could hold it in one hand and my soggy diaper up with
the other as I tried to keep up with her.
In the living room she pointed to the rubber sheet, it still had a few
droplets on it from earlier. "Stand on the sheet before you leak on the
rug" she snapped. "In fact once you are there, unfasten those stocking,
but hold the diaper until I return." Before she went upstairs she
turned on the VCR, and I watched the man in the cage take a golden
shower. My hands were beneath my skirt holding the top of my diaper
through my plastic pants.
Mistress returned with a small stack of flat diapers, a pair of plastic
panties, pins and a bottle of my baby oil. She laid the stack of
diapers over the arm of the couch. "Let's go of your diapers and let
them fall, baby." I let go and everything slid down my legs, bunching
my stockings about my ankles. "Pick up that mess, and finish your
rinsing, remember you already have your first diapers soaking. She
handed me back the bathroom key, and after you ring out those to
diapers, put everything you've wet today in the washer, like a good
girl." I left my shoes on the living room floor and carried the rubber
sheet holding the wet clothes upstairs, all the while feeling very
self-conscious about being naked from the waist down. I had hoped to
use my new diaper pail today, but that would have to wait, I used the
Diaper-Genie for the soaker. Hand rinsing the diapers is a bit on the
humiliating side of things, but I worked quickly as I looked forward to
getting diapered by Mistress. After starting a gentle wash cycle, I
entered the living room skipping and giggling.
Mistress was waiting impatiently and holding the baby oil. "Pull your
dress up and lie on your bare tummy on top of the thick stack of
diapers" she motioned as she spoke. I did as I was told and she lifted
my hem up onto my back and oiled my bottom, my little clitty hardened,
nestling into the clean, dry diapers. "You know", she said, "I have
wanted to do this for a long time." She stepped closer, and I got her
message, the tip of the dildo slid between my cheeks and entered me!
"Just relax sweetheart, you want to enjoy this, every sissy does,
right?" I had to agree as I too had the same fantasy nearly every week.
Oh, I had dildos and butt plugs in me before, but this was a complete
reversal of our sexual roles. The feeling was wonderful, the oil had
lubed me and she was being very gentle. She whispered in my ear, "I
want my Stacy to enjoy this, as much as I used to." The movie on the
VCR continued, a man was ticking his dick into the cage for a blowjob
while some of the other party goers looked on. I was overcome by the
events and atmosphere; Mistress was turned on by the scene too. She
started to lunge deeper and faster, "you little slut, you love it don't
you?" Her tone was changing, a bit of harshness, authority, and command
had replaced the romance of a few minutes ago.
Pushing with my arm on the couch cushions, I was greeting every thrust
with a thrust of my own. She knew I was about to cum, she plunged in
deeply hold tightly to my hips. My knees stiffed for the moment of my
climax, and then I collapsed over the arm of the couch. At this point
she knew I would want her to stop, I am always very sensitive after sex
and need a few minutes of quiet isolation. "You want me to stop, sweet
one? I'm sorry, I should have told you, this is my new form of
exercise, a half hour workout ever other day, and there is still 10
minutes to go." She resumed her thrusting, now at a steady consistent
pace. The movie ended showing the man in the cage with a pearl
necklace, at least mine was made with real pearls. For the next ten
minutes, I lay in the pool of cum and received the strap-on. Finally it
was over, and she slowly withdrew her new long tool. "There, there my
little bride to be", she teased, "you didn't expect me to wait 'til
after officially reversed our vows, did you?" She was laughing
hysterically. Now stand up and fix your diapers for tonight.
I stood, and she saw my shining wet tummy, "Looks like you really
enjoyed yourself Stacy, take your dress off or it will get stained. Is
that a little pearl in your belly button? Hmmm there's an idea, pearl
rings for your nipples and naval. I never thought of that, we'll get
your naval pierced this vacation; you'll look so sweet on the beach.
I'll string baby pearls onto your plain gold nipple rings they would be
so much sweeter that way."
I stood there completely naked, and there were enough flat panels for
three normal diapers, but she insisted I was to wear them all at once.
She put the diapers in the center of the couch then patted them
beckoning me to oil my tummy and now tiny balls and clitty, reaching
nearly to my stretch out rosebud. She then pinned me into the bulk,
they were so thick between my legs that I could not close my knees
together. "See the new panties I bought for you, pretty pink, and they
are large enough to cover your overnight diaper." I was still lying on
my back and she slid my feet through the leg openings pushed them up to
the diaper. "Upsie sweetheart"," she had me stand to finish tucking me
inside the very large plastic panties. She patted my bottom; I could
barely feel her touch. "Now go upstairs and put on your bra and baby-
doll nightie while I prepare your bottle," she chided.
"Here is you milk, nice and warm, perfect for a baby. Curl up and go
night nights, Mommy has to go out for a few minutes."
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