"Here, slave, drink this."

"Yes, Mistess Donna," I said as she held the bottle to my lips. Itilted my head back and quickly gulped down the beer she held to my lips.It was the third on in as many hours. I would have drank them myself,but I was sitting in a chair with my arms and legs bound to it. Icould barely move, much less get to the refrigerator to get a drink. Everyhour on the hour, Mistress Donna held a bottle of beer to my lips, I wasto drink it as quickly as I could. Then she woulld leave and sit andwatch TV or read or do whatever she wished. I was beginning to get aslight buzz, but what was bothering me more was the need to go to thebathroom. She returned in about twenty minutes and got another beer.

"Time to pick up the pace, slave. You can handle three an hour,"she explained. I simply nodded and obeyed drinking each beer. My bladderwas beginning to feel as if it would burst. I told her I needed to go,but my explanation was cut short with a slap across the face.

"Who gave you permision to speak, slave?" she asked.

"But, I . . . " SLAP! My answer was cut short and I begin to drink thebeer she held to my lips. I could barely hold another drop of anythingand she knew it. Donna was also a nurse and she explained to me thatbeer was also a dieuretic and that it would make me feel like I had topiss very badly. She also told me that I was not to pee until 10:00 p.m.I looked at the clock, it was just past 4:00. I knew better than to protest.

Mistress Donna untied me from the chair and rebound my hands behindmy back and tied them tightly at the elbows. She also hobbled my ankleswith a short rope. I could walk, but not very quickly. She ordered me tospread my legs and then she blindfolded me. With my legs spread therewas about a foot between my knees. I felt something clothlike run upalong my thighs. The next thing I knew I felt a piece of cloth surroundingmy groin and hips. She removed the blindfold and I looked down to see thatshe had put me in a pair of diapers.

"Now, if you have and accident, we are prepared," she told me. "But,I would advise against that!"

She told me to follow her up to the bathroom. I followed a few stepsbehind. She told me that she had to pee and wanted me to watch how niceit felt. She sat down and the sound of her pee made me want to release rightthere. She told me to kneel and I was to lick her clean after she was done.I obeyed. She then reached over and turned both the shower and faucet onso I could hear the sound of running water. I was just about to gonuts! I had to tense every muscle in my stomach and groin to keep the floodback. She turned them off and began to draw herself a bath. I was instructedto test the temperature for her by sticking my arms in. The sensation ofwarm water made me feel like I was going to explode. Before she got in, shepulled out a basin from under the sink and filled it with warm water.

"I want you to keep your hands in this basin until I am finished," sheordered. The sensation was getting to be too intense I knew I couldn't holdout. Somehow I managed. After she was done bathing she ordered me tolie on my back. She needed to sit down for a moment. After she dried off,she grabbed a bottle of nail polish and sat down on my stomach. She adjustedherself until he was exerting a tremendous force on my bladder. She toldme she would be there until she was done painting her toe nails.

I watched as she painstakingly painted each one. When she was done, Iexhaled a deep breath and thought she would get up. She informed methat she had to wait for them to dry before she could move around. Withmy defenses down the pressure became too much and my bladder released.

She looked down and had to hold back from laughing at me. She toldme that I had directly disobeyed, and that now she could no longer trust meto control myself. My punishment was that I was to wear a diaper 24 hoursa day for a month. On top of that I was no longer allowed to use the toilet.When I had to pee, I was to use the diaper and then handwash it under hersupervision. Of course, she had me model my diapers in front of herfriends and occasionally they would add that disobedient little boys getspanked and I would be pulled across their laps for a good slapping.All and all, I got use to the diapers after about a week, wearing them towork and to classes. My Mistress enjoys me in my diapers and that is allthe satisfaction I need. In one more week, in fact, I get to start usingthe toilet again . . ..

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