Wet Dream, Part 3 free porn video

Wet Dream part 3 @2020 by Brenda Goodwin Gayle finished ordering items on line and checked the cam to be sure Georgia was asleep. The wetness in her panties told her what she needed to do. The payback for all those years that bastard cheated on her and how he had no idea what was coming to him, just made her pussy so wet. She was soon in bed enjoying her favorite toy. "I can't believe I slept so late Miss Gayle. Thanks for waking me." "Well now that you are no longer working, why shouldn't you get to sleep in now and then? Why don't you shower, and I will get check your rash and get you diapered, when you get out." "Yes Miss Gayle." After my shower, I found Gayle had the diaper and baby cream all ready for me. She had be bend over the bed first and examined my ass. "Does it still itch?" "Yes Mummy Gayle." "OK. Then I will get you fixed up. Lay down on the diaper for me!" I laid on the diaper and she rubbed in the infantile smelling cream around my bottom. As she worked some on my cock, I mean sissy clit, I started to get hard, but she pulled her hand away. Each time I tried to get erect she would pull away. "This isn't playtime baby. I don't want you getting hard. You can save it for playtime. I just don't think you should be getting hard without permission anyway. You seem to have had quite the wanking habit. That is not how a baby in diapers should behave now, is it?" "No Mummy. But what about after I don't need them anymore. I will be able to do it then, won't I." "Well lets get to that point first. The sooner you heal, the sooner you can go back to wanking, on occasion. But for now, no more unauthorized erections, or you may get a spanking. Is that understood Georgia?" As she pushed my sissy clit back between my legs, I replied, "Yes Mistress." She tossed me some sweats and a tee shirt and told me to come downstairs and she would get me some breakfast. "So now that you are officially retired, what are you going to do all day?" "Well, we do have a few things around the house that need working on, and I would like a nicer garden, and maybe we can plan a vacation. I hear San Francisco is nice this time of year, or the Florida Keys." "Sounds ok to me, but the Keys are to hot in the summer. San Fran may be better. I'm off to the gym, and then I am meeting up with Dr. Janus for lunch." "Why are you meeting with her again?" I asked with a puzzled look. "Oh, just to thank her for yesterday, and get a refill for my HRT. But I do like her and would like to know more about her outside of her office life. Is that OK with you baby?" "Yeah, sure. Go for it. Have a good lunch I will make something here when I get hungry. I may go on line and order some new sweats. These don't seem to fit so well right now." "Don't worry about it, I can pick up some at that bargain outlet down the road on my way home." She left shortly after that and I went out back and sketched out a new layout for the garden. A quick walk through the house, and I had some notes about projects I hoped to tackle. Paint this room, redo that floor, etc. I finally settled at my computer and plotted out a romantic 4 day weekend in San Francisco. Theater, and ballet tickets, a whale watching excursion, and fine dining and dancing. That should please Gayle. I was working so intently, that I hardly noticed the background noise playing through the speakers. It sure made the time fly by. I made a sandwich, and went back to the computer to read some dirty stories. At that time, Gayle was having lunch with Dr. Janus at a nice restaurant in town. They discussed the previous days session. Suzanne confirmed my admitting to cheating, but also how much I did love her. She also let Gayle know that, when in the drug induced trance, I also admitted how sexy I thought it was when Gayle acted more dominant, and liked it when she had spanked him. "So I did a little work on his mind. He turned out to be highly suggestive. He will always remember he is a man in diapers and be embarrassed deeply by the thought, but will have no will to stop it.. He will never regain control of his wetting, but will believe there is hope. And it won't be long before you can have him sucking more than your pussy of a baby bottle." "That's exactly what I hoped for, Sue. That man will not only never fuck a woman again. I will have him fluffing the men I bring home before they fuck me." "And what about when we are together darling?" "I am sure we can come up with something devious for Georgia to be occupied with while we have our fun. Oh, hang on to that thought. I just got a text from him," I told her as I pulled out my phone. I read the message and put the phone away. "Sweet Georgia just booked us a 4 day weekend in San Fran for the end of next week." "That sounds like fun. You know Gayle. We should go to San Fran together for the 4 days. I can clear my schedule and arrange for Sandra to take care of Georgia while we are away. She has a perfect training facility for a sissy baby at her home." "Are you sure she won't mind? I mean that's asking a lot of her." "Don't worry about a thing, Sandra loves to train sissy babies. She has made an art of it. And we can bump up his next session to next Thursday afternoon. When I am done with him at the office, we can leave Georgia with her, then spend the night together before heading out. Sandra is off today. I will give her a call and then we can go by her house now so you can see her special room." They arrived at Sandra's a half hour later and with wine in hand, Sandra showed them around. The main level was pretty normal suburbia. But, then they went downstairs. The first room to the left was a fully equipped leather dungeon. Dark indirect lighting gave a soft glow to the room. She had a padded bench, an old OB/gyn exam chair with stirrups, paddles and crops, and stuff Gayle couldn't even imagine. The door on the right opened to a beautiful baby nursery. An adult size crib, with an assortment of straps attached. An over-sized highchair and changing table. Even a vanity table with plenty of make up. Counters stacked high with diapers. A sink and a tub, but no toilet. Pink walls with bright lighting and a flat screen TV on one wall. Posters of guys with beautiful cocks on the adorned the walls. An array of different size baby bottles were on a shelf, all with differently sized nipple that were all cock shaped. Plenty of locked cabinets, held accessories of all types. "OMG, Sandra, I have never seen anything like it," Gayle effused. "I'm glad you like it darling, but I am afraid Georgia will never be the same when she leaves here. I can give you the name of the contractor that did the main work. They could probably redo a room for you, so you can have a nursery of your own when you get back from the coast." "Hmm. I do have a spare room that would look great like this. I have already had him sleeping in it. Yes, I would like the phone number, thanks Sandra. Are you really sure training her won't be putting you out any? I really don't want to impose." "Gayle, I created this space after my cheating hubby gave me herpes. I turned him into a dirty little slut and kicked her out with an addiction to cum. Haven't seen him since the divorce was final years ago. I got 95% of what we owned after he asked the judge if he could suck his cock. Lol. Today, nothing gives me as much pleasure as breaking cheating hubbys. So you see, Georgia isn't the first, and won't be the last." They finished their wine, and said goodbye. Sue went back to the office, and Gayle headed to the bargain mart before returning home. Arriving home, she hugged Georgia and thanked her for booking the trip. "I moved up the appointment with Dr Janus to next Thursday before we leave, Georgia. Maybe then we wont have to pack as many diapers. Maybe none at all, if all goes well." "OK. I did make some notes on projects I want to tackle around the house in the next few months. Gonna redo the kitchen floor. And maybe paint the spare bedroom too." "You know, we can afford to pay someone to do those things. I will make a call or two and see what pricing I can find. But now, its time to put my baby's tongue to work. Upstairs with you." An hour later I was given a bottle of milk and sent to take a nap while Gayle called the contractors. They would be by the house the next day to give her a quote. As she finished, the UPS driver delivered 5 boxes for Gayle. She opened the first to find the pink baby dress with the stiff petticoat, A pink and a blue satin romper. And a pair of Maryjanes with a 2" kitten heel. It also had more plastic diaper covers that were said to be the noisiest on the market, and a couple of pink cotton training bras. In another box were locking mittens that would make her hands almost useless, the baby booties with the rounded bottoms, 2 more baby bottles with little cock nipples and 3 adult sized pacifiers. 1 had a little cock nipple attached, the other a hollow cock nipple that would let fluid flow through it. The last box contained the bondage stuff she ordered, including a paddle, a crop, cuffs, a lifelike dildo, 2 butt plugs and finally, her favorite item that she ordered. A titanium chastity cage. It was made for a 2 and a half inch cock, had a tube in the middle that would fit in her urethra, and would certainly cause his 5 inch dick some pain. Instead of a lock, it came with a specially designed, one of a kind screwdriver and special screw to seal it up. Without the special driver there was no way to remove it. She put everything away in her closet, except the blue romper and mittens and baby bottles. The final boxes were the 2 cases of Molicare diapers that the Dr. ordered for Georgia. "Time to get up from your nap little one," she called out, but got no reply. She realized that he couldn't hear her because he had put his earbuds in before napping. How great is that she thought to herself, he is getting addicted to the hypnosis enough that he automatically listens without being told. She finally got him up and dressed him in the new blue satin baby romper. He was drowsy enough not to notice as she slid the mittens on his small hands and secured them in place. "Follow me to the kitchen baby, I need to start making dinner." "What's with the mittens, Mummy? I cant use my hands like this." "Well, I need to make sure your aren't touching yourself in your diapers, Georgia. I told you I won't allow that anymore. Have a seat at the table while I fix your bottle for you. He was soon seated and sucking the bottle of formula mixed with the diuretics that Sue had recommended, as Gayle made dinner. The bottle was large and would keep him quiet and busy sucking for a good while. Gayle prepared a nice dinner. Tilapia, with saffron rice and broccoli. She let Georgia have use of her hands to eat, and thought about whether she would do that in the future, or feed him herself in a high-chair. She laughed at the thought of her hubby, helplessly diapered and locked in a high-chair eating baby food. The cheating bastard earned everything he gets, she thought. After dinner she told her to clean the dishes and kitchen. When Georgia finished her task, Gayle put the mittens back on her babies hands and sat her in her chair in what was once her man-cave. After placing a dildo on the table by the computer, she turned on Georgia's computer and loaded a video then plugged in the earbuds. For the next 2 hours Georgia's mind was bombarded with images of sissy girls sucking cocks. Words splashed across the screen so fast she could hardly read them. Gayle was playing WOW on her computer, but took a break to dial into Georgia's computer. The baby girl never noticed the web cam go on. She was holding the dildo in her mitten covered hands, and seemed to be smiling as sucked it deep. She had to use both hands to hold it in her mouth, but her eyes were transfixed on the hypnotic scenes playing out before her. Her diaper was wet, and her sissy clitty was excited, even as it was still tucked beneath her. The words on the screen and the voices in her ears entranced her. Sissy babies love wet diapers. Sissys love to squirt in diapers. I always obey Mummy. Sissys love to suck. I love being a sissy baby. I have always wanted to be a sissy. Sissys obey all Women. I love my diapers. I will only cum in diapers. I want to be pretty. I will obey. Mummy knows what's best. As Gayle watched her sissified hubby, she got so hot she pushed a couple of fingers in her panty and had a deeply satisfying orgasm. She turned of the cam and went back to her game, knowing that Georgia would be glued to her screen for another hour and a half. Before bed, I spent more time under Mistress Gayle's desk. When she was satisfied, she finally changed my diaper and put me to bed. The next morning Mistress examined my bottom and said that it should be the last day in diapers all day. But, she did caution me, that I would continue with full time diapering if I misbehaved. Even with the baby rash healed up. After my shower, she diapered me again covered it with a translucent purple plastic diaper cover. She then handed me a pair of new pink sweat pants to wear. I pulled them up but never noticed the word BABY, emblazoned across the butt. I am sure you have seen teen girls wearing sweats like them at the malls. As soon as I started to walk out of the bed room I could hear the noisy, crinkly panty through the pants. I hoped that no one else would hear them. I worked on the garden for a couple hours, only stopping when I saw a van pull up out front and 2 guys approached our house. "Georgia, can you come inside? The men are here to give me a bid on the painting, and floor work." "Do I really need to? I'm sure you can handle it." "Remember what we said about obeying properly earlier?" "Yes Miss Gayle. I will be right in." It was embarrassing enough to be wearing pink sweat pants and have to meet these guys. I hope they don't here my noisy diapers, I thought. "Mark and Joe, this is my husband Georgie" I could see the smirks at my bulging pink sweats as we shook hands. "Georgie, why don't you get us all some lemonades, and I will show them the spare room to paint!" Turning to go to the kitchen, I didn't see them laughing when they saw "baby" printed on my ass. By the time I got the lemonade they were on the way to the kitchen. It didn't take long for them to finish the measuring and I was allowed to go back out to the garden. About 20 minutes later I saw the van leave. Mistress Gayle had discussed how she wanted a similar nursery as the one that Sandra had. Plenty of cabinet space, a changing space, and side rails to enclose the bed like a crib. They were promised a nice tip for good quality work. I finished up outside and went in for lunch around 2. Mummy was making us salads when I entered. "Wash your hands and get ready for lunch Georgia. It's almost ready." "Yes Miss Gayle. I wish you took care of the contractors yourself. It was pretty embarrassing having to come in wearing these damn pink sweats. I I know they had to hear the panty when I walked." "Yes, I bet they did hear it. I know I could. They laughed about that almost as much as seeing the back of your pants." "Why, were they all dirty from the garden?" "Ha ha. Go check the mirror and see for your self baby," she chuckled. "Oh fuck," I blurted out when I turned my back to the mirror in the front room. "What the hell are they thinking of me after seeing that?" "I hope they see you for what you are darling. A sissy baby. You may as well get used to it because that will be your new normal. Now sit at the table. I will be right there." I sat at the kitchen table and awaited her return. A minute later Gayle walked up behind me and reaching around me, she pinched my nose shut. As soon as I opened my mouth, she shoved a wet bar of soap in, holding it in place with her palm. "I warned you about having a potty mouth Georgia. Now you can keep that in your mouth until I finish my salad. Then I may allow you to eat." She was certainly not in a rush to finish. The soap was rolling down my throat and chin, as tears were starting to fall from my eyes. She finally finished her salad and retrieved the soap from my mouth. She brought over my salad and a baby bottle of warm milk and told me to finish it all. When I was done with lunch, I was brought back to my former "man-cave" and with earbuds in had to watch that two hour video again. Mistress took a minute to put the baby mitts on my hands and handed me the dildo before turning on the video, turning out the lights, and leaving the room. The next week seemed to fly by. I made sure all the travel plans were made. Worked in the garden, and mostly, it seems, I spent long hours watching sissy baby hypnosis videos that Mistress programmed for me. At least I was back to only wearing diapers at night. Wednesday night and Thursday morning I helped Mistress pack for our trip. Thursday around noon, I packed the bags in the car and we headed to Dr. Janus' office. The plan was to stay at a hotel by the airport tonight and avoid the morning rush hour traffic. After checking in with the receptionist, Nurse Sandra came out and led me to the back office. Like the previous visit I was stripped and weighed again. At least no diaper this time. Just a pair of lacy yellow pantys. "So, you graduated from diapers to pantys now. Must be a big girl then," she chided. "Now up on the table. I will check your vitals and do another blood draw." She finished and we went into the Dr's private office. I realized I was just wearing my pantys. Dr Janus handed me a drink and I sat down on the recliner, soon to be in a drugged trance. I never saw my Mistress enter. Sue was asking me questions and I answered them all. I was slowly coming out of the trance to find my arms bound to the chair. "That was quite a tale you told Georgia. All those women in all those towns. And for so many years. How dare you do that to your loving wife?" "What? I don't know what you mean Miss Gayle." "Please show her the video Sue," mistress asked. The flat screen on the office wall came to life, and Sue fast-forwarded to the spot she wanted. It showed me replying to questions. When she asked me about cheating on Gayle I never hesitated and admitted my quilt. "When did you start to cheat Georgia?" "I guess shortly after I started to travel for work." "So that was about 20 years ago. Did you do it often?" "Well after the first time I felt bad and tried not to do it again. But there were always women at the offices or the hotels and I was so horny." "So you traveled about 15 times a year for 20 years. That like 300 times you cheated." "Yes Dr. I am so sorry. I couldn't help myself." The video was turned off, and Mistress Gayle stepped over and slapped my face. "You cheating bastard. I should keep you in diapers for the rest of your fucking life. And speaking of fucking. It will be a long time, if ever, before you will do that again. She pulled my panty off and and handed Sandra a small box. "Sandra, please install the device for me. I'm afraid I might cause some damage to her clit if I do it." Sandra removed the titanium chastity from the box. The shell was no longer than my soft clitty. She showed me the two rows of, not too sharp, points that were spaced around the inside. She roughly grabbed my balls and shoved them through a metal ring. A couple drops of lube helped her then force my clitty through the ring. A thin tube was pushed into my penis, and it was long enough to reach past the base ring. The front piece was slipped over the head of my clit and joined up to the base ring. The threaded end of the catheter tube poked through a hole at the front of the cage and a nut was screwed and glued on it to keep it in place. "That tube will prevent pulling your clitty out the back of the cage," said Sandra as she held the pieces together. Mistress Gayle then used the special screwdriver to tighten the screw lock in place. "One turn to many and the head snaps off making it permanent sissy. It is so fucking tempting after your confession!" "I'm so sorry Mistress," I cried. "Please don't break it off." "Only because I want you to have a chance to earn your way out of it sissy. We estimated 300 times you probably cheated. And there were probably more, so we will just call it 400. Once I have enjoyed 400 fucks, maybe I will unlock you. And, you can contribute to the goal as well. For every time you suck or get fucked by a cock it will count as a half. The more you help out, the quicker you get your clitty back." "But, I don't want to suck men's' cocks Mistress, I'm not gay!" "No, you aren't gay. You are a sissy. And sissies suck cock Georgia. And let's face it. After a while in that cage you will be begging for me to let you suck cocks to get out earlier." "And you certainly don't get to join me in San Francisco. Dr. Janus will accompany me there and Sandra will baby sit you till we get back." "I can just stay home alone Mistress." "Yeah, that's not gonna happen. Sandra has lots of experience dealing with sissy babies Georgia. By the time Sue and I return Monday night you will have a much better understanding of your role. I do hope you are well behaved for her." "And I want to thank you in advance for the trip to San Fran, Georgia. I think that Gayle and I will have a wonderful time. Bye." With that they left, with me tied to the chair, and Sandra in charge. She soon had me unstrapped from the chair, pulled my panties up and handed me my pink sweats. "Time to go baby. I am going to have so much fun with you. I can't wait to get you home. We do have a stop to make on the way though so lets head out." She said goodbye to the receptionist, and marched me out like I was a naughty child. I was strapped into the back seat of her car as we pulled out of the lot. "First, we need to do something about that mop of hair Georgia. I have a stylist that can do wonders with it." We pulled into a small strip center and she led me into a beauty salon, telling me to sit in the waiting area. I was thinking of bolting when I realized I didn't even have a key to my house on me, or even an ID. They were in my suitcase. Sandra was having an animated conversation with a stylist and they would occasionally glance over at me and laugh a bit. Soon Nurse Sandra came over and led me to the stylists station. When I was seated Sandra told me that Barbara knew what she wanted done and that she would be back in a couple hours to pick me up. First, my eyebrows were waxed to thin arches, and then pads were taped over my eyes so I could not see what was going on. My hair was washed and conditioned and I could feel dozens of rollers put in it. I was moved under a dryer and another woman came by and started to work on my nails, feet and hands. Then back to Barbara's chair. I wanted to know what they were doing but she wouldn't give me my sight back. She seemed to have finished with my hair and I felt a tugging at my ears. Soon I heard a pop and felt a pain in my left earlobe. Then a second one. And a repeat on the other side. I knew that I now had 2 piercings in each ear. I felt a soft brush on each cheek, and then she pronounced me finished. Finally finished, I was led back to the sitting area to wait for Nurse Sandra to return. Shortly, I heard her come in and talk to someone at the counter. She must have paid for the services, then turned to see me sitting quietly. "Wow, Barbara, she looks wonderful. I can't believe how great the perm looks. Is that the new semi-permanent makeup on her cheeks?" After the stylist confirmed that it was indeed, she added, to the rest of the shop, "remember gals, no hubby will cheat on you if you make him over as a baby girl." With that she led me, still sightless, out to her car. After strapping me in she handed gave me a bottle of milk and we headed to her house. Arriving in her driveway, she removed my blindfold and I could finally see, but had no mirror to see my hair or ears. I did see the baby pink polish on my extended fingernails. They were about a quarter inch past my fingertips now. She grabbed a couple bags out of the trunk and told me to carry them to the door as she pulled my suitcase out. (repacked by Gayle with some of the new items). We entered the house and she told me to wait in the living room while she put the bags in the kitchen. I was then told to strip to my pantys and follow her. "You know Sandra, you can just drop me at my house and then have a nice 4 day weekend to yourself. You really don't need to babysit me." "You dumb shit Georgia. Do you really think I would do that. I love nothing more that turning cheating hubbys into crying little diaper babies. This weekend will be nothing but fun for me, I promise you that. Unfortunately, you may not find it all fun and games. Now come over here and look in this mirror and tell me what you see!" I looked at myself in the full length mirror and couldn't believe what I saw. Bright baby pink polish on my fingers and toes. Two pearl studs in each ear, and the babiest looking blonde curls all over my head. My eyes looked bigger due to the arched brows. I reached up and touched the rosy pink makeup on my cheeks and almost fainted. "What did they do to my hair? How can I go out like this?" "Those are called "bottle curls" sissy. Perfect for a little baby girl I think. And like the semi permanent makeup on your cheeks, it will last at least 6 months. You are so pretty. Now lets show you your new room." She led me downstairs and to the room on the right. It was a little baby girls nursery, sized for an adult. I sat on the bed and started to cry. "Aw don't cry little one. You always knew your cheating would catch up with you someday, didn't you? And she didn't just divorce you and throw you away like some garbage. So now it's her turn to enjoy life and you get to suffer for your sins. So, Georgia, this pretty room is yours for the next few days. You will spend most of your time in here. You have a couple dollies to play with, and plenty of diapers, and pictures of hunky guys with nice cocks all over the walls. But you have been very naughty and we do need to drive that point home so we are going to have some special fun tonight." "OK, Pantys off and lay back on the bed." Thinking she was going to diaper me I did as she said. She went to my suitcase and got out a pair of booties and pushed my feet into them, lacing them up securely. "Get up baby. Let's see if you can walk like a big girl." I moved to the edge of the bed and went to stand. Nurse Sandy caught me as I almost fell flat on my face. The booties had rounded bottoms so I couldn't stand up in them. Sandra eased me down to the floor. "I guess you still need to crawl like a little baby. How sweet. Follow me now." "Do as I said Georgia, I am in no mood to hear you whimpering!" I followed her through the door and across the hall through another door. The lighting was dim but I could smell leather and make out some bondage gear. She then picked me up with one arm around my belly and almost dropped me down on some kind of padded bench. In no time at all, my wrists and ankles were fastened tight. "I so love a sissy in bondage Georgia. All helpless and available. Totally at my mercy. "I felt her finger running across my ass and as her nail glided over my hole my clitty and started to get hard. As she moved it across my perineum I moaned just a bit as the chastity cages tightness, and tiny spikes, squeezed my clitty tightly. Then she grabbed my sissy eggs and squeezed tight. I cried out as the pain shot through me. "Its ok baby. The rooms are fully soundproofed. And I do love to hear you cry. So you have cheated about 400 times. I believe I will have to sentence your ass to 400 strokes. Should I start with the paddle or the crop girl?" "Oh, please don't spank me Nurse Sandra. Please I will be a good girl. Please don't paddle me." "Don't paddle you? OK. I will start with the crop." "No, no. I didn't mean that!" "Well I guess you are to babyish to make up your mind so I will start with a paddle." The wooden paddle crashed into my ass over and over. By the tenth swat, Nurse Sandra had me crying loudly. She picked up a dildo shaped gag and forced it into my mouth and strapped it behind my head, then inflated it until all sound was silenced. "This is punishment sissy. It is designed to hurt. I hope it hurts as much as you hurt your wife. I promise I won't stop until you have had half your sentence fulfilled. And I will decide when to administer the balance. So 150 to go now. I was sobbing silently now. Unable to move. Unable to talk. Unable to do anything but accept my punishment. At 100, my ass was on fire from the top of my thighs to the bottom of my back. From hip to hip. Even between the cheeks. Then she started with the crop. Sharp bites covering my ass, with an occasional hit on my sissy eggs. I could only cry and think about how horrible I had been. The crop stopped at last and Sandra rubbed a soothing lotion into my ass. Rest for a few baby. I will get us a drink. I was relieved when Sandra returned, removed my gag me, and held a straw to my lips allowing me to have some cool water. After a few minutes, she slipped a blindfold over my eyes, undid my bonds and helped me off of the spanking bench. I was told to hold on to her and stand up. Even with her help it was difficult to move the 3 or 4 feet to where she wanted me. Damn those booties! "Now reach up with your right hand. You will find a ring above your head to hold onto. OK. Now the left one is over here," she commented, as she helped me guide my hand to a second ring. Grasping the rings, I was able to support myself. I could hear some things being moved around me and was soon told to open my mouth. Not wanting to make Nurse Sandra I complied and felt a dildo enter my mouth and push to the back of my throat. It was then adjusted a bit where it was still in my mouth but not gagging me. I felt another dildo, already lubricated, pushing at my ass. It felt huge as it entered and she pushed it further until I had to pull up on the rings and swallow more of the dildo invading my mouth. I felt her adjusting something behind me and finally I could feel her breath on my face. She was playing with my cage and poking at my clitty through the openings in the cage. My poor locked clitty felt the steel squeezing it and caused a moan. "I'm going to lower your arms a little to make you more comfortable baby. If you need to sit down, there is a platform behind you you can sit on. I am going to have some dinner and will be back in a while to check on you." I heard the door open and shut, but did not know she was still watching me. All I could feel was the huge dildo stretching my ass open. "Sissy Stretcher" I think she called it. I could not be certain but I didn't think it was all the way in. Moving my leg back a bit I could feel the platform behind me. If I could sit maybe I could get the dildo out of my mouth. But how much more of the dildo would I have to take up my ass? I tried to lower a little, if only to relieve the pressure in my mouth, but the dildo in my ass seemed to get wider. It was hard to balance in the round bottom booties and my arms were already starting to get tired. Rocking around on the round soles was forcing the dildo deeper. I pulled up to relieve the pressure but then, the one in my mouth would end up in my throat. I felt like I was winning a bit, with the dildo just hitting the back of my throat, when I felt a jolting shock in my clitty. Somehow she electrified the cage. The shock caused me to fall back now on the anal intruder, driving it deeper into my ass. But I still couldn't get the long fake cock out of my mouth. And I still couldn't rest on the platform. Pleased with predicament, Sandra silently left the room, shock button in hand, and went to prepare dinner. After all, she could watch on the video feed in the kitchen. My ass was hurting so I pulled up as best I could, sucking the dildo deeper. I needed to give my ass a break as long as I could. My shoulders hurt. My arms were tired. I couldn't stand without swaying around in the cruel booties. I felt another shock and lost my grip with one hand causing me to crash down on the dildo all the way to the platform. Only then did I realize that, as the fattest part entered me, it was actually a huge anal plug, and that my ass was now gripping it tightly. I flailed around and found the ring, and tried to pull myself up off of the plug. I felt my tears sliding down my cheek, under the blindfold. I finally was able to pull up so the fattest part of the plug was out of my ass, accepting the other one deeper in my throat. Up and down. Down and up. A random shock and my bottom was filled again. Pull up and deep throat some more of the other one. I lost track of how many times. One more shock and I was down fully on the plug and just gave up. I was too weak to pull off it. And then it started vibrating. It made me moan around the realistic dong in my mouth and I felt my sissy juice leak from my clitty as my prostrate was massaged by the plug. I was sitting there defeated when Sandra removed my blindfold. She was now dressed in your typical sexy latex nurse outfit, with her lovely large breasts on display. Mistress removed the dildo from my mouth and said, "Play time's over baby. Time to get you diapered and ready for dinner." I was still stuck on the plug, but its suction-cup base was stuck to the platform and I couldn't move. Sandra came over, pushed me forward a bit and released the suction, causing me to fall forward onto the floor. The plug still stretching me over 2 inches. My ass wiggled from its presence as I crawled behind her back to the nursery. "Up on the changing table baby." I struggled to get up as my feet were still useless. Nurse Sandra had set out a thick diaper with with 2 thick booster pads on it. She then went to pull the plug out. I gasped as she did that. "Still not loose enough yet baby. Let's see if this helps. After removing her panties, she poured some liquid from a small bottle onto the cotton crotch liner, and fitted them over my head so my nose was in the crotch. I could smell her sex, but also some chemical. My head started to fly from what ever it was. My body tingled throughout and I felt like I was made of jelly. Again Sandra grabbed the plug and pulled so the 3" wide part holding inside me came through. Thank goodness it was out. "Breathe deep sissy. And hold it in till I say." I did as she said. My lungs were burning as she said, "Exhale." 3 more times she repeated it and I was hopelessly floating in subspace as she drove the plug back in. And yanked it back out. The feeling of the fattest part of the plug going in and out of my hole was causing my sissy clit to drip almost nonstop. And she didn't stop. She didn't stop until it was able to easily go in and out of my gaped hole. Finally tossing it in the sink. Removing the panty from my head, she kissed me on the cheek. "That's so much looser now baby. I love it. So well on your way to giving up complete control. And I promise you, by the time Gayle returns, you will." I was soon diapered and was made to crawl to the high-chair, and climb up into it. As she strapped me in and locked the tray in place I felt like I was sitting on not 1 but 2, New York City phone books (remember them?). She left for a minute and brought back a tray of food and 2 large bottles topped with cock nipples. Uncovering the tray and I was surprised to see a small burger, salad and a covered bowl. I was really hungry as I had not eaten much that day. She cut the burger into small pieces and fed it to me. It tasted ok, but was really a meatless burger. She then shook up a small container of what looked like Italian dressing and poured it on the salad, and proceeded to stuff it in my mouth. "Yuck!" "Oh, doesn't baby like the dressing. Its just Italian, but instead of Olive Oil, I substituted Mineral Oil. Now, open wide, Georgia!" I tried to resist and then, "Oh Fuck," I screamed as she hit the shock button for my cage. I knew that meant real trouble for me now, but when my mouth opened she just calmly shoved more salad in. I quit resisting and ate all the salad. She used a spoon to make sure I finished the rest of the dressing from the bottom of the bowl. "Dessert time now Georgia. Open up," and she spooned a bit of something from the now uncovered bowl into my mouth. "Baby loves mashed prunes, doesn't she?" I shook my head no. I knew what would happen and tried to keep my mouth shut. Sandra put her button on the table and asked again. "Please no Nurse San.." I got out and felt the shock again, stronger than the last one. "If you don't want a fried clitty I recommend you answer me Georgia!" "Ohhh, Yes Nurse Sandra. I love mashed prunes. They are my favorite. Please may I have more." I couldn't take more pain in my clitty. The last shock already caused me to empty my bladder. "Please don't hurt it anymore?" I opened my mouth and she fed me the rest of the large bowl before handing me a bottle of formula to drink. It, tasted sweet, and I am sure it had more diuretics and laxatives in it. This was getting worse by the minute. The nurse helped me out of the high-chair, and over to the bed. She removed the booties, but put the mittens back on my hands. A belt with rings was fastened around my waist. Nurse Sandra stepped onto the bed and lowered herself to my face. "Gayle said that you are a great pussy licker, Georgia. Let's put that to the test, cause I am so horny right now." Wow was she wet. She was dripping on me before I got to it with my tongue, and tasted as sweet as Mummy Gayle. I licked and sucked like my soul was at stake. Finally, as my tongue was weakening, and she had cum 3 times, she slid forward a bit. "That was very good baby. Let's see if you do as well on my ass." All this time, I had the spikes digging into my chastised clitty, wishing for a chance to stroke it. Pleased with my ministrations at her nether hole Mistress finally got up. As she handed me another bottle of formula that I had to squeeze between my mitten-ed hands to drink she said she had a deal for me. "I know that you have already been wetting your diaper, sissy, but if you can make it till tomorrow morning without making your diaper messy, I will let you go home." "Oh, thank you Nurse Sandra. I will try really hard." Of course with all the prunes and laxative, that would be a formidable task. I didn't even know if my ass hole would still work after that plug destroyed it. "It looks like you really like that cock nipple, Georgia. You have almost finished the bottle already. I am going to put your earbuds in so you can sleep now." After doing that, she took the now empty bottle away before clipping my mittens to the rings on the belt. I felt small cramps starting in my belly as she pulled up the rails on this crib bed, turned out the lights and left me to the pretty sounds in my ears. "Hi Sue. Hi Gayle." Sandra was now skyping with them in their SF hotel room. "I just put her down to bed. I'm glad you got to watch on the cam." "Yes, it was hot watching you work my sissy over with the dual dildo treatment. And the way you stretched her pussy hole open. You are amazing Sandra." "Thanks Gayle. It really was my pleasure. By the time you get back she won't be able to hold anything in anymore. Her bottom and bladder will be as weak as a new born baby and it will make her so horny when ever she messes. Oh and you were certainly right about her tongue. Quite the talent there. Lol." "I will be sure to add something to her hypnosis programming so her desire for that is always strong. Enjoy yourself Sandra, you are doing a great job. I am going to take Gayle out for dinner. Bye for now." After a shower Sandra relaxed with a glass of OJ and Campari, while keeping an eye on the baby cam. She could see Georgia struggling to fall asleep, but afraid too, trying to hold back from messing her diaper. I was trapped in this damn crib trying to resist the growing urge to soil my diapers. The wetting was bad enough. I didn't want this to happen. The cramps continued the get stronger and more frequent. Sandra came in and sat with me. "You know you will never make it to morning Georgia. The cramps will just get worse. It's ok. Just let go and be a baby. It will feel so nice and warm and full. It will make you feel so sexy and horny, you will want it more and more. And the cramps will stop hurting you." "Noo. Noo," I cried out, shaking my head side to side. "I don't wanna be messy baby." "I know sissy. But you don't get a choice. Soon you will lose control. You can't stop it. You will always be a baby girl in wet messy diapers. Someday, when you are allowed to squirt again, you will only be able to get off in a messy diaper. Never in a pussy, Never even in your hand. It will be the only thing that gets you off. You will me just like a real baby. Because you will be a real baby. I promise. By the time Mummy Gayle gets back, you will have lost the ability to hold anything in. Just a baby in diapers until Mummy gets to that magic 400 number. And the only time you will have control is when she says those special words that will return you some power, until she removes it again." "So how about it baby, you look like you might explode if you try to hold back much longer. Would you like Nurse Sandra to help you?" I knew I was fighting a losing battle but still shook my head no. It didn't matter. Sandra grabbed the pantys she had left earlier and put more of that sweet smelling stuff on it. What did she call it, I thought. Oh yes, "Sissy Sauce." She fit the panty over my head again, then sat back where I could see her. Taking a vibrator from her pocket, she sat back in a chair, with her legs spread wide, and put it to her clit. I watched wide eyed as I sniffed the sauce. I was floating when the next, even stronger, cramp hit and my bottom let loose. I felt the soft mess oozing out, and could no longer clamp down my muscles to stop it. As I filled my diaper Sandra had a tremendous orgasm. Then simply got up. She removed the panty from my face, and with a gentle kiss said "sleep well baby girl," then flipped off the light and left me to lay in my mess all night. I cried myself to sleep, wondering what tomorrow would bring, while listening to the soft music in my ears.