Peter's Punishment

by Patti Remick

 

Part 10

 

She finally begins to smile again and I now watch Her as She tries not to giggle at me as I lay there strapped on the changing table, pacifier plugging my mouth, my white blouse buttoned up to my neck, my hands holding my skirt hem up around my chest, my tights pulled down around my lace anklet encased feet which are locked in black patent leather Mary Jane shoes, legs spread wide with knees bent, unfolded hourglass shaped disposable diaper under my powdered crotch and rear. As I lay there She tells me how PATHETIC a little sissy I am. I lay on the changing table in that position as Mommy sternly tells me not to move.

"Now don't you move one bit…do you hear me." She then takes Her keys out of the pocket of Her jeans, unlocks the door, and walks out of the room. I can hear Her walk down the hall and go into the bathroom and close the door. A few moments later I hear the toilet flush and water running in the sink. For a few minutes there is total silence and I quickly look around the room. I again can see the crib which looks just like a baby's crib with shiny metal bars on all sides except that it seems a bit larger than ones I have seen for babies. The playpen also looks quite large and the sides seem very high - almost as tall as I am.

While Mommy is out of the room my mind is racing. I am trying to look at everything in the room and I have a thought of trying to unhook the strap and get down off the table when Mommy walks back into the room, re-locking the door behind Her. As She does, I begin to try to plead with Her again but the pacifier prevents me from speaking and I am too frightened to take it out. She walks over and stands in front of the changing table She has secured me to. She completely ignores my pleading looking tear streaked eyes, and says, "Ok little sissy baby, it's time we finish getting you into your diaper."

I try to yell, "No, no," but with the pacifier in my mouth the only sounds I can make are little moans. I am praying for mercy but Mommy shows none whatsoever. With both of Her hands She begins to firmly pull the diaper up between my legs. As She pulls it tight over my crotch it forces my legs to be spread out even further and I can now really begin to feel the thickness of its padding. I lay motionless as She then tapes it on very securely, first one side and then the other, making several adjustments as She makes sure it is on very tight and secure. I can really feel that it is very thick and that She has put it on me very tightly.

I try to move my hands down near the diaper to see if there is any chance I can unfasten the tapes but She quickly brushes them away and scowls, "You keep your hands away from your diaper, do you understand me…don't even think of trying to take it off…do you understand me! You have been a very bad little sissy girl and you will wear diapers for as long as I say so!"

She then tells me to straighten my legs and She firmly pulls my tights back up making sure they are fully up with the waistband around my waist. She runs Her hand over my diapered crotch making sure the tights are completely pulled up and the thick disposable diaper is smooth under it. She smiles as She can see that the tights have essentially locked the thick diaper on me so securely that I can no longer close my legs. I try to close my legs but I cannot and I can only comfortably lay there with my legs spread and knees bent.. Mommy leans over and looking me right in the eye says, "Now our little sissy baby girl can wet herself all She wants," then sarcastically correcting Herself. "Oh, excuse me, '…pee more…', Mommy has plenty more diapers for you."

 

 

 

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