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If you ever get hurt, don't hurt your head. It's not fun.
Rasputini
By Karen Singer
Part 3 of 3
There was never any question in Dick’s mind about whether or
not he would go to the usual Sunday party again. Even though he dreaded it, he didn’t even
think about not going. At the party
though, he did keep half an eye on Maria, doing his best to stay well away from
her. He secretly kept watching her as
she made her way through a few different groups to talk with people at the
party. But the moment he saw her
swinging her ass in his direction, his mind went into panic mode.
“Hi Dick,” Maria said to him. “Have you been avoiding me?”
“Uh…”
Maria didn’t bother waiting.
Putting a bit of her force of will behind her words she lashed
quickly. “Wet your pants!”
Just that fast, Dick was shocked to realize he was wetting
his pants. He looked down at the front
of his pants as the pee continued to pour out of him. Fortunately, he was wearing a diaper that
soaked it all up.”
Maria laughed and reached out with her hand once again to
pat his cheek. “Aw. Did the little baby have an accident?” She laughed again. “We want to see,” she teased. Once again she put the full force of will
behind her words. “Take your pants off!”
“The slight dizziness didn’t even leave him fully before
Dick realized he was already pulling his pants legs over his shoes and
socks. In moments, he was standing there
with his wet diaper exposed for all to see, and the shirt he had decided to
wear that day didn’t come close to covering it.
“Why don’t you take those pants out to your car,” Maria
suggested with just a touch of her willpower behind her words. “You won’t be needing them for the rest of
the party.”
Two minutes later, Dick was outside with his diaper on
display while he put his pants into his car.
He hurried to get back to the party.
“See,” Maria told her friends while Dick was outside getting
rid of his pants. “Every time I dominate
him, it gets easier. It’s almost no trouble
at all anymore.”
“And you said you’re going to do something else with him
too?” Brittany asked.
“In just a little while,” Maria replied. “Let’s let Dickie baby enjoy walking around
with his diaper exposed for a while first.”
Dick’s embarrassment knew no bounds. He absolutely couldn’t believe it. He still didn’t understand why he was doing
it, but just because Maria had told him to, he was walking around the party in
little more than just an embarrassing diaper and a shirt. And it was a wet diaper now too because of
her. How did she make him do this? He really had no idea.
He really wasn’t expecting it when he found her back next to
him again. What more could she do to him
now?
“Oh Dickie baby,” Maria teasingly said as she sidled up next
to him.
“No!” Dick said, but there wasn’t a lot of strength behind
his statement.
“No to what? I
haven’t said anything yet,” she replied.
“Whatever it is, no!” he told her.
“She laughed. “Dickie
baby, I can’t believe you don’t realize by now how much under my control you
are. Here, let me show you.” With that she turned her gaze seriously on
him and applied the full force of her will.
“Dickie baby,” she said. “From
now on, you’re going to find yourself wanting very much to suck on things like
a baby would. You’re going to need to
suck on things. Sucking on things is
going to make you feel safe and secure.
It’s also going to turn you on quite a bit too. You can feel the need building in you
already. Go ahead, suck your thumb,
you’ll feel much better when you do.”
Dick’s spinning head didn’t know if he wanted to or not, but
his hand came up to his mouth and he started sucking his thumb.
“Very good, Dickie baby,” Maria said to him, still applying
her force of will. “That feels better
already. But I have something even
better for you to suck on.” With that,
she pulled a pacifier from her pocket.
“Here,” she said. “Take that
thumb out of your mouth and suck on this instead.” In less than moment, she popped the pacifier
into his mouth. “Now suck on that thing
for the rest of the party and until you get home. If you need to say anything, you can say it
with that thing in your mouth, but I already know you weren’t saying much to
anyone anyway. If you need a drink, you
can take it out while you sip, but as soon as you can, that thing goes back in
your mouth.”
With that, Maria laughed and said, “Enjoy the party.” She walked off back to her friends. When she turned back to look at Dick, he was
still standing where he had been, looking at her with a shocked expression on
his face…with that ridiculous baby pacifier in his mouth. She couldn’t help it, she laughed. “That was just too easy,” she told the
others. “Way too easy!”
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The baby pacifier was still in Dick’s mouth as he drove all
the way home. For some reason, he didn’t
want to take it out. His mouth was
getting tired from sucking on the thing, but he still kept it. But now that he was approaching his house,
other thoughts began to intrude. He was
quickly looking forward to getting home, where he would wet himself once again
like a baby would. Just thinking about
that, and now with the baby pacifier in his mouth, had him so excited he could
barely stand it. He parked his car in
the garage and started for the door leading into his house when he felt it
happening. He flooded his diaper. He was still flooding it as his hand went
down to his crotch and he began rubbing himself. It was so great!”
“Oh Dickie baby,” a voice called.
Dick turned around, his hand still rubbing his crotch, and
was horrified to see Maria standing there at the entrance to his garage. What was she doing there?
“Having fun?” Maria said as she approached.
Dick immediately forced himself to stop rubbing his
diaper.
“In the house!” Maria ordered, putting her force of will
behind her words.
Inside, she kept the pressure on him as she said, “Tonight,
you’re going to go out to the store and buy yourself some baby bottles. A few different kinds. From now on, whenever you’re at home, you
won’t want to drink from anything except a baby bottle. When you’re out, it doesn’t matter, but at
home you’ll only want to drink like a baby…from a bottle. Drinking from a bottle will go right along
with how excited you feel whenever you’re doing something babyish…which should
be most of the time when you’re home now.
“When you’re not drinking from your bottle, you’re going to
feel much better whenever you keep your pacifier in your mouth. You’re even going to suck on it like a baby
while you sleep. You’re simply going to
love sucking on your pacifier. In fact,
from now on, you won’t go anywhere without your pacifier. Keep it in your pocket or in your mouth while
you’re out, but even in your pocket you’re going to find there will be a need
for it that builds up in you until you have to take it out and suck on it for a
few minutes, even in public. Then you
can put it back in your pocket again.
But at home, either the pacifier or a baby bottle stays in your mouth.”
She turned her thoughts now to increasing something she had
already started with him. “Every day
now, you’re going to focus hard at work and do the very best job you can. You’re going to do whatever you can to become
a star employee. But the minute you
leave work, you’re going to find yourself more and more interested in baby
things. You’re going to dream of acting
like a baby. Being as much like a baby
is going to turn you on and make you so sexually excited you can hardly stand
it. You’re going to love masturbating in
your wet and messy diapers as much as you can.”
As always, she had one last command for him. “After I’m gone, you are going to completely
forget I was ever here. You’re only
concern tonight will be to get yourself some baby bottles to drink from…and
perhaps a few more pacifiers to keep with you all the time as well.”
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To be honest, Dick didn’t really realize that his entire
life was quickly going down the drain.
Not since he found him self so constantly sexually excited. Sex with his wife had certainly never been
like this. He had a whole new interest
in his outlook on everything. He went to
work each day wearing diapers and with a pacifier in him mouth while he drove. At work, he worked hard, to the best of his
ability. Doing everything he could for
the betterment of the company. But as
soon as work was over, all he could think about was…well…babyish things. When he had gotten his baby bottles, he had
found some baby toys to play with too.
Who knew that baby toys could be so much fun? His only real problem at work was that he
kept finding himself wanting his pacifier to suck on. He took to sneaking it from his pocket a few
times a day to stick it between his lips.
So good! But he dared not do it
long. As soon as he felt secure enough,
he put the thing right back in his pocket, hoping that nobody ever noticed.
But a few people did notice.
They just didn’t say anything to him about it…maybe because they all
noticed something else too. Dick was
suddenly doing not just an outstanding job at what he was supposed to be doing,
he was often going above and beyond. What a guy!
Who cared if he wore diapers?
Nobody really noticed them under his pants…much. And who cared if he had a thing for sucking
on a pacifier once in a while? Who was
he hurting? They did smile about it and
chuckle once in a while, but not where he could see. But Dick was doing such a good job with
everything else that nobody wanted to say a thing to upset him. Let him have his fun.
Maria waited until Thursday night again before she went to
Dick’s house to see him. Like she did
the week before, she rang his doorbell.
He was even longer getting to his door this time. So long that she had to ring his bell
twice. But the door eventually opened,
and her force of will soon had her inside.
Once again she had some instructions for him. “With her force of will on full power, she
said, “At the party next Sunday, I’m going to ask you some questions and make
some suggestions to you. You’re going to
answer all my questions, keeping in mind how much you love babyish things and
how much you want to be as much of a baby as you can. Whatever I suggest for you to help with that,
you’re going to absolutely want. No
matter what.”
With that, she left him with her usual goodbye. “After I leave, you’re going to go back to
doing what you were doing before, and you’ll completely forget I was ever
here. You’re only interested in being as
much of a baby as you can.”
Ten minutes later, Dick was back to watching the baby
cartoon on TV that had thoroughly captured his imagination. As far as he was concerned, Maria had never
been there…just like always.
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On Friday afternoon, Maria was one of the last people to
leave the office. Before she left, she
went into John Greyson’s office and left an envelope on his desk. Before going down to her car, she cleared
what few personal items she had from her desk.
She wouldn’t be coming back. Come
Monday, she would be moving on to somewhere else.
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At the party on Sunday, Dick was doing all he could to keep
himself from reaching into his pocket to grab his pacifier and suck on it. He thought he was doing well, even though the
need seemed to be building in him quickly.
He was so focused on worrying about it, that he didn’t notice Maria
sidling up to him once again.
“Hi Dickie baby,” she said to him.
He turned quickly, surprised to see her there.
She didn’t wait a moment.
“Wet your pants!”
That’s all it took, and Dick felt the pee rushing out to
spread all around his diaper. Why did
she do this to him every single week?
Her next command didn’t even come as a surprise.
“Now that you’re wet Dickie baby, why don’t you take those
pants off and get rid of them. Everyone
already knows you’re wearing a wet diaper.
Don’t try to hide it. And while
you’re at it, I’m sure you’d be much happier if that pacifier in your pocket
was in your mouth instead.” With that,
she walked off, going back to her latest circle of friends.
Dick didn’t know it of course, but there had been enough
force of will behind her words to have him doing whatever she wanted. He was soon sucking on his pacifier, while he
carried his pants out to the car, with nothing covering his embarrassing wet
diaper. Going back into the party, he
was so embarrassed he wanted to cry. He
just wanted to go home, back to his lovely new baby life filled with things
that made him so happy. He’d probably
even clean both the toilets in his house…maybe twice! But of course, for some unknown reason, he
knew he would be staying until the very end of the party.
Maria let him “savor” his embarrassment for about an hour
before she decided it was time for the coup-de-grace. The final nail in poor Dickie baby’s
embarrassment. With a final look at the
people around her, for the last time, she went in search of her purse. Purse in hand, she swung her hips happily
through the room in search of poor Dickie baby.
“Hi there, stinky pants,” she said as she walked up to him.
Dick felt his stomach lurch.
He had been doing everything possible to stay out of everyone’s way and
not talk to anyone at all. And now, here
was Maria back again. He dreaded what
she might want next. He didn’t bother
saying hi to her again. He only wanted
her to go away.
“Enjoying your wet diapers and paci?” Maria asked
teasingly. When he didn’t answer, she
chuckled. “I know you are, aren’t
you,” she laughed. “In fact, I’m sure
you’re enjoying them so much that I think you and I need to have a little discussion
for a bit.” Putting some force of will
behind her words she said, “So why don’t you lay down on the floor like a good
little baby and we’ll talk about it.”
Having no choice, Dick felt himself following her will and
laid down on the floor. Maria knelt down
next to him. “Now answer me honestly,
Dickie baby, you love wearing and using your diaper like a baby, don’t you.”
Not remembering being programmed a few days ago, Dick found
himself honestly answering, “Yes.”
“Good, Dickie baby.
I’m so happy. “And you love
sucking on your pacifiers too. In fact,
I’ll bet you even drink from baby bottles now whenever you’re home, don’t you.”
Once again, Dick found himself agreeing. “Yes.”
“You love being a baby, don’t you,” Maria said next. “You love it so much you’d do anything at all
to become more like a real baby, wouldn’t you.”
All the conditioning she had done with him for the last few
weeks made that answer easy too. “Yes.”
“But Dickie baby,” Maria said, “there’s just one last thing
that I’ll bet you never even thought of.
And you do want to be more like a real baby don’t you?”
“Yes,” Dick replied again.
“But Dickie baby,” Maria said, “I’ll bet you’re getting
yourself so worked up at home over being a good little baby, that you’re
getting a big boner inside your diaper and constantly getting yourself
off. Aren’t you?”
Once again, Dick had no choice but to admit, “Yes.”
“But Dickie baby,” Maria said. “How can you be like a baby if you keep
getting those big boners all the time?
Wouldn’t it be much better if you didn’t? Wouldn’t you be even more like a real baby if
you never got one again?”
Dick had no choice but to see the truth in her suggestion,
and as he had been programmed to do, he agreed.
“Yes.”
“Then would you be interested in me helping you with that?”
Of course, as he had been conditioned to think, Dick had to
agree. “Yes,” he told her.
“So just to be clear,” Maria said. “You’d like me to do something to you to help
you become more like a real baby and never have a big boner in your diapers
again. Right?”
Dick had no idea what she had in mind, only that it would
help him become more like a real baby…his latest dream. “Yes,” he admitted.
“Oh good,” Maria said.
She reached into her purse and pulled out a pair of pliers. She reached in again and pulled out something
plastic and white. Then she reached in
again and pulled out…a small, stainless-steel chastity cage. All the people at the party were gathered
around now and more than a few of them gasped.
Right in front of all of them, Maria unfastened Dick’s
diaper and pulled it open exposing his pee-soaked little dick for all of them
to see. Piece by piece she fitted the
steel contraption on him, having to push a bit to fit the tiny cage fully over
the head of his cock. The device was so
small it pushed his cock down until it was nearly flat, sticking out less than
an inch, and that was all. As soon as it
was on him, she grabbed the white piece of plastic. She inserted it into the keyhole as hard as
she could until it went all the way in.
Grabbing the pliers, she kept pushing it in and twisting it around. She kept twisting on the plastic until it
finally lined up fully and the entire plastic device pushed into the lock,
leaving nothing but a smooth surface even with the sides of the device. There was now no way to grab it to get the
plastic out, and certainly no way to get anything into the lock to unlock the
thing. The chastity device was
on…permanently! Dick’s cock lock would
be on him forever.
“There! It’s done!”
she exclaimed to everyone around her with an air of satisfaction. “I think from now on you can all call Dick
here, Dickless instead,” she told them all with a touch of humor in her
voice. “And one thing is for sure, he’ll
never cheat on anyone again!”
“Cheat?” one of the men asked.
“What are you talking about?” one of the women asked next.
“Dick here, cheating on his wife,” Maria replied.
“Dick never cheated on his wife,” Ruth told her. “She cheated on him. Almost constantly!”
“Shit!” Maria mumbled as she got to her feet. She had gone after the wrong person. Oh well, it was done now. Dickless Collins would work his ass off becoming
a star employee by day, even though he would be doing it in wet and messy
diapers under his pants. But when he
wasn’t at work he would spend the rest of his life sinking further and further
into the life of a baby.
Not looking at anyone, she headed for the door. It was time to move on to somewhere new. Time to find herself a new victim to play
with. Someone new she could use her
incredible force of will on. And she
would. She was already looking forward
to getting some new victim in her sights and pushing against their mind. Using her power that was impossible for
anyone to resist. She could almost see
the eyes of her next victim now as she stared at him and said…
“Wet your pants!”
Rasputini
By Karen Singer
Part 2 of 3
On Sunday, Dick didn’t know why he was going to the party
again. After how humiliating it had been
for him last week, he couldn’t figure out why he still wanted to go. But there was one bright spot, when he went
home, he was already looking forward to wetting his pants again. Maybe that was why he was looking forward to
being there. It was an excuse to get out
of the house, then go home…and have some fun.
Of course, he had already done that a few times during the week. He had come home from work, wet his pants,
enjoyed himself for a while, then got right back in the car and drove around
for a while before going home and doing it all again. He never imagined that doing something like
wetting his pants could be so enjoyable.
At the party, Maria circulated around for a while, just
talking and enjoying it. She noticed with
amusement that Dick was often giving her little fearful looks, but he was
staying well away from her. She had no
intention of letting that go on too long.
“Are you going to do anything else with Dick today?” Ruth
finally asked. “I only asked because
last week you said you might.”
Maria smiled. The
little suggestion she had placed in all of them last week was working just as
she hoped. “Yes!” she told them. “In fact, I’ve got something special for him
today. A couple of things actually.”
“What?” one of the others asked.
Maria smiled and sipped her wine, then said, “For starters,
I think little Dickie needs a repeat lesson in what he learned last week. And now that I’ve gotten to him once, I think
you’ll see how much easier it will be for me to get into his head again today.”
Before anyone could ask anything else, she wandered away
from them and headed for Dick.
“Hi Dick,” Maria said as she sidled sexily right up next to
him.
“Uh…hi,” Dick replied nervously.
“Wet your pants!” she ordered, using none of her force of
will.
Dick’s mind went into overdrive. Just the thought of it brought up all the fun
he’d had at home wetting his pants all week, but at the same time, he wasn’t
home. She was trying to humiliate him
again in front of all his friends.
“No…please!” he begged.
“Wet your pants!” she said again, just barely pressing with
her force of will.
“No…I don’t want…”
“Wet your pants,” she said once again, increasing her force
of will just slightly.
“Please…” he begged, even as the images and memories of the
pleasure he’d had all week once again went through his mind.
“Wet…your…pants!” she ordered, increasing yet again her
force of will.
Dick suddenly looked down at his pants as he felt himself
flooding them.
Maria laughed. She
hadn’t even fully put her willpower into it.
She had just started, and he was already wetting himself. She reached up toward his red embarrassed
face and placed her hand lovingly against his cheek. “Good boy,” she told him. “Stay like that an enjoy the party.” With that, she left him and went back to the
group of people she had started with.
“See,” she told them. “Didn’t
take me long at all today.”
“Poor Dick,” one of the women noted as she watched him still
looking down at his pants, totally embarrassed.
Maria wanted one of them to say that the guy deserved it,
but no one did. Pity. That would have been nice to hear.
“You said you were going to do a couple of things?” one of
the women mentioned. “What else?”
“Hmm,” Maria mused.
“I guess we might as well get into it.
Just give me a minute to find my bag first.” She left them all and went to find her
purse. A larger one than she usually
carried. With that on her arm, she once
again headed in Dick’s direction. She
walked right up to him and looked him in the eyes. Fear!
That’s all she could see.
“Enjoying yourself?” she asked.
“Uh…”
“Don’t lie,” she told him.
“I got you to do that so easily I’ll bet you secretly loved it.” She loved the way his face was turning red
again. She shook her head. “You can’t go around with wet pants again
like that. Of course, you can,”
she admitted. “You did it last week, but
Dickie boy, that just won’t do. I
mean…they smell! You smell. Not to mention, you are all wet.”
Dick wasn’t sure what he was supposed to do about it. He looked down at his wet pants, then back up
at her.
“Don’t worry, she told him.
“I’ve got just the thing for you.
The perfect thing.” She opened up
her full force of will on him and in a commanding voice said, “Lay down on the
floor. Now!”
Dick’s head went dizzy again. That’s what he was thinking about as his body
reacted and laid down like she wanted him to.
Maria knelt down next to him and started unbuckling his
pants. When his hands immediately
started to stop her, she put some of her force of will into it as she said,
“You can’t wear wet pants at a party.”
His hands dropped away, and his eyes stared up at her as she finished
unfastening his pants, and then she tugged them off, pulling them over his
shoes and slightly damp socks, leaving him in just his shirt and wet
underwear. She grabbed his underwear and
his hands came back to stop her.
“No…” he said with some distress.
“Dickie, they’re wet!”
She put her full force of will into it as she looked him in the
eyes. “You wet your pants like a baby,
right in front of everyone. I’ll bet you
wet your pants a lot at home now too.
There’s only one solution for someone who likes to wet their pants so
much.” With that, she reached into her
bag and pulled out an adult disposable diaper with nursery prints all over
it. “You wet yourself like a baby, so
you should wear diapers like a baby. Now
hold still while I put this on you.”
Under her force of will, Dick had no choice but to lay there
while she diapered him in front of everyone.
When she finished,
Maria looked him in the eyes again and put her force of will behind her
words. “You’re going to stay in that
diaper for the rest of the party. Later,
you can wet yourself again too so everyone can see you in it wet. When you get home tonight, you’re going to
order yourself more diapers and start wearing them all the time, even at work!”
With that, she withdrew her force of will and got to her
feet. Dick was a lot slower as his head
took a few moments to clear. It was only
then that the full impact of what had just happened hit him. He had allowed her to put a diaper on him, in
front of everyone. From his back, on the
floor, he looked around. Everyone at the
party had gathered around to watch. What
was he going to do? With little else he
could do, he got to his feet while everyone watched him. He looked down at the diaper. Childish characters were printed all over
it. His hands felt it a little. It felt…strange to wear. His eyes went to everyone around him, but
they finally landed on Maria. She was
smiling smugly at him…while she raised her wine glass to her lips.
“Get yourself a drink, Dickie boy,” Maria suggested. “You might want to wet yourself again.” With a laugh, she turned her back and walked
away.
Dick’s diaper was wet when he carried his wet pants out to
his car after the party. He still
couldn’t believe he had spent the entire party, in front of all his friends,
wearing a diaper. And that didn’t even
include wetting his pants again in front of them before that. Wearing no pants over his diaper felt strange
to him as he drove home. He worried a
lot about other drivers seeing it, but what could he do? Nothing.
He pulled into his driveway and headed for his garage, but thoughts
of wetting his pants was already on his mind.
Except this time, he wasn’t wearing pants…but he could still wet
himself. It was like an irresistible
urge. He couldn’t stop himself if he
tried. The minute he got out of his car,
he was home and he had to do it again.
Staring down at his already wet diaper, he let the floodgates open, and
he wet himself. With the diaper, it was
a totally different feeling than wetting his pants. His pee stayed inside the thing instead of
just soaking everything and dripping downwards.
But he couldn’t help it, it still felt just as good. He realized there was an upside to wetting
the diaper too, he didn’t have to put up with wearing wet pants all around the
house and being afraid of sitting on his furniture.
“Dickie boy…”
Dick looked up at the sudden intrusion. Once again he hadn’t closed the garaged door
before he wet himself. And this time he
was standing there in just a diaper and a shirt. He couldn’t believe it when he saw Maria
walking into his garage carrying a large package. “Maria?” he asked nervously. “What do you want?”
She put a bit of willpower into her words. “Let’s go inside,” she ordered. Once she had him inside his house, she put
her full force of will behind her words.
Dick’s head went dizzy again as she spoke.
“Like I told you at the party, you’re going to order more
diapers tonight. A lot of them. Some you can wear during the day, and maybe
some thicker ones you can wear to bed. I
brought the rest of this bag I had ordered for you, so you have some to get you
through until your new ones come in. You’re
going to need them all because you’re going to be wearing them all the time
now. The only time you won’t be wearing
a diaper is when you’re taking a bath or a shower, but that’s it. From now on, diapers all the time. At home, at work, anywhere you go. All the time.
So you need to make sure you keep ordering them so that you never run
out.
“And you’re going to need all those diapers because from now
on, you’re not going to be able to use a toilet. Any toilet.
Any time. You use your diapers
instead, no matter how much you don’t want to.
From now on, you’re going to pee, and poop, in your diapers and nowhere
else. Any time you even think about
using a toilet, you’re going to find that you get so distressed over it, that
you simply can’t do it. As much as you
either like or don’t like it, you’re going to wet and mess in your diapers.
“I do have one thing you can do with a toilet though. From now on, you’re going to find great pleasure
and comfort, in cleaning them. Even
though you can’t use toilets, you’re going to find that cleaning them makes you
feel good. But the minute you consider
trying to use one to pee or poop, you’ll get so stressed out it will hurt!
“Now Dickie baby, you’re going to continue to wet yourself
as soon as you come home every day, and wetting and now messing your diapers is
going to bring you a huge amount of sexual pleasure. So you see, you’re going to really enjoy all
those diapers you’ll need to buy now.”
She had just one final command for him. “After I leave,” she told him. “You will forget I was ever here. You won’t even wonder about the bag of
diapers I left you. You’ll just enjoy
them and order yourself more.” With
that, she withdrew her willpower and left.
Dick was so disoriented from her force of will that she was
long gone before his head cleared. He
finally looked down at the wet diaper he was wearing. Remembering how he had just wet it when he
got out of the car had him so turned on.
His hands went to the front of it to masturbate. This was better than wetting his pants. He might never take them off. He had to order more. Soon!
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Everyone at the party had heard Maria tell Dick that he
would be wearing diapers all the time now, even to work. But once Dick got to work, he didn’t seem to
get up from his desk. He stayed
put. A few wondered if he would get up
to go to the bathroom, but he never did.
Was he wearing a diaper under his pants like Maria had told him to? They couldn’t tell.
Dick was too embarrassed over what had happened at the party
to face anyone. He kept his head down
and worked as hard as he could. He
didn’t take a break or get up from his desk for anything. And of course, he had no reason to get up to
go to the bathroom. For some unknown
reason, anytime he tried to use a toilet now, he got all wacked out over it to
the point where if he kept trying to use it, it started to really hurt. When he needed to pee now, he had no choice
but to sit there and pray his diaper wouldn’t leak.
At lunchtime, he still didn’t want to get up from his desk,
but he had to eat. He hurried out of the
room after everyone else had left and went down to his car. He drove through a fast-food drive-thru and
got his meal. He drove back to work and
did everything possible to change his wet diaper in the car before carrying his
lunch back up to his desk where he ate it before the rest of them could get
back. Whew!
He was so embarrassed and secretive about it, that everyone
at work kept wondering. The whispered
comments mostly centered around, is he…or isn’t he? Finally, near the end of the day, Maria
herself decided to put an end to all the whispered wondering around the
office. She boldly walked up to Dick and
did what no one else had the courage to do.
“Dickie baby,” she said, loud enough for everyone to hear. “Are you, or aren’t you wearing a diaper
under those pants you’ve got on?”
Everyone saw how red Dick’s face turned…as he jumped up from
his desk and hurried from the room. Proof
enough!
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Adjusting to his new life in diapers was both stressful and
rewarding for Dick. On the one hand, he
couldn’t help himself. Peeing in his
diapers turned him on so much he sometimes couldn’t stop thinking about
it. And he had quickly discovered that
pooping in his diapers was just as good.
But on the other hand, it wasn’t right!
He still didn’t know why he couldn’t use a toilet anymore. For some unknown reason, he had developed a
phobia against using toilets. Except oddly,
he now found that for some unknown reason, he seemed to enjoy cleaning
them. Consequently, he cleaned both the
toilets in his house every night, doing it in wet and often messy diapers.
At work, it was Wednesday before he gave up trying to hide
the fact that he was wearing diapers under his pants. He couldn’t use the toilets at work, but he
could use the toilet stalls to change himself at lunchtime. It was just a bit difficult to keep himself
from cleaning the toilets every time he went in for a change. He would never admit to anyone though that
every time he secretly wet himself all day, he was loving it. It was turning him on in ways he never
imagined it could.
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Maria waited until Thursday night. That evening, well after work, she made
another little trip to Dick’s house. She
went to the front door and rang the doorbell.
It was a while before he opened his door, she could only guess as to
why, but the moment he did answer the door, she put her full force of will
behind her words. “Let me in.”
Inside his house, she kept her force of will on him as she
spoke. “From now on, you’re going to
start getting more and more interested in baby things. Anything to do with what babies do and how
they behave is going to fascinate you. Instead
of watching your usual shows on TV, you’re going to find the most childish
things to watch instead, and they’re going to completely fascinate you. Instead of the usual music you listen to,
you’re going to be interested in listening to music made for infants and
toddlers. You’re going to go to the
store and buy yourself some baby toys to play with, anything made for a child
two-years-old or younger, and you’re going to play with those simple toys,
finding that they’re totally fun to play with.
When you go to sleep at night, you’re going to start dreaming about how
much fun it would be to live your entire life as much like a baby as possible,
and just thinking about doing that is going to turn you on even more than
wetting and messing your diapers.”
Maria’s next instruction for him had to do with the next
party. “Next Sunday when you go to the
party, I want you to wear a shirt that won’t completely cover your diaper.”
Once again, she had her usual final instructions for
him. “After I leave, you’re going to go
back to doing whatever you were doing before I got here, and you’re going to
completely forget that I was ever here.”
A moment later she was gone, and Dick went back to cleaning his already
sparkling clean toilet. As he worked,
his mind had a strange idea. When he
finished with the toilet, he turned the TV on.
Flipping through the cartoon channels, he found himself fascinated by
one of the most childish ones possible.
But he wasn’t interested in looking away from it. The simple childish cartoon had him
completely fascinated.
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Just a short diversion before we go back to our regular story. Just 3 fun posts then we’ll be done with it. Old plot – still fun.
Rasputini
By Karen Singer
Part 1 of 3
Maria Matryona Rasputini walked boldly in through the company’s
front door, ready to start her first day at work. She was looking forward to the new job. She was perhaps more confident than any new
employee who had ever started their first day anywhere. But Maria was used to first days on the
job. She’d had a lot of them.
Maira Matryona Rasputini was not her original name. It had once been Allison Conyers. But one thing she was not, was an
Allison! As soon as she got old enough
she changed it, going back to her great Russian ancestor’s name…sort of. She was the great, great, great,
granddaughter of Grigori Rasputin. The
most famous and powerful mystic who ever lived.
A man who had used his almost magical force of will, to dominate the
Russian Tsar and his entire family, thereby gaining an absolute
behind-the-scenes control of all of Russia.
And then after his death, Rasputin’s daughter, Matryona, had
changed her name to Maria and used that same force of will to dominate not only
men, but wild animals in a circus, billing herself as being able to dominate
them the same way her father had dominated men.
So as soon as she was old enough, “Allison” had changed her
name to honor her two famous ancestors that she idolized so much. Gregori Rasputin and his daughter Matryona. She just didn’t dare use the last name of
Rasputin like it originally was since she feared it would bring her too much
notice, but she kind of thought that Rasputini worked quite well for her. Especially since early in her life she had
realized she possessed that same force of will that they had. Using that force of will to dominate people
was her greatest joy.
Maria walked past the sales staff on the bottom floor and
took the stairs up to the second floor where she was greeted warmly by Joyce
Fallop, the woman in charge of hiring. Joyce
took her briefly in to see the company owner, John Greyson, then took her out
to the room where most of the staff worked.
“Everyone,” Joyce announced.
“This is our new customer relations representative, Maria Rasputini. She comes to us with lots of experience, so as
you know, we’re looking forward to having her work for us. Please make her feel welcome.
Maria was then led to her desk in the room. One by one, the other workers in the office
stopped by to introduce themselves. One
of them asked about her name, and Maria told her it was Russian.
The work wasn’t exactly difficult for her, especially
whenever a customer had a complaint.
Maria was able to almost magically talk the customer into doing whatever
she wanted, which was one of the most enjoyable parts of her job, and also one
that garnered her lots of compliments from the staff and management.
For three weeks, Maria worked, talked with the others, and
kept her ears open. Finally, what she
was looking for happened. She had just
walked into the lady’s room when she caught the tail end of a conversation
between two of the other women.
“So much cheating!” Ruth Layson exclaimed.
“It’s amazing they didn’t divorce sooner!” Brittany Sands
replied.
“Somebody’s getting divorced?” Maria asked.
“Dick Collins!”
“For cheating?” Maria asked.
“Almost every day,” Ruth replied.
Maria shook her head.
“Such a shame.”
“Yes,” It really is,” Brittany agreed.
Maria watched as the two women walked out and went back to
work. So…Tricky Dick Collins was a
notorious cheater on his wife. She hated
cheaters. But the truth was, any excuse
would have been good enough for her. She
finally had a victim to conquer.
All day long she gave the situation a lot of thought. How did she want to go about it? What would be the best retribution this time
for a man like Dick Collins. Throughout
the day, her eyes often turned in his direction, watching him. He seemed to work hard enough, although now
she realized that he did spend a lot of time socializing with the rest of the
staff, most of whom were women. Proof
enough! Not that she needed any.
She didn’t complete her full plan until later that
evening. When she did, she poured
herself a glass of wine and thought through it all. She wouldn’t take him down fast. No, that would never do. This time she was going to take it slow and
savor the entire experience. Let him
feel the humiliation as much as possible, like his wife probably felt every
time he had run out on her.
In the end, Dick Collins, would probably become known
as…Dickless Collins. She laughed.
She put the first part of her plan into action the next
morning. She walked into John Greyson’s
office. “Morning John,” she said as she
went in. “Mind if we talk?”
“Sure,” John replied, noticing that Maria was closing the
door behind her. “What’s the problem?”
“No problem. I just
got an idea last night, and I wanted to see what you thought.”
“An idea? Absolutely!
What did you have in mind?”
It was so easy. John
Greyson never stood a chance against the legendary Rasputin force of will. She mentally applied the pressure and said, “I
think the entire staff here would benefit a lot if you hosted a party at your
house on Sunday. You’re going to look
forward to doing it as a team building exercise.” She kept the mental pressure aimed at him for
a moment more before releasing it. John
Greyson never even realized what had been done to him. All he felt was a brief moment of dizziness. “You know,” he said. “That sounds like a wonderful idea. My wife and I haven’t hosted a party in a
long time, and one for the staff here would be a great thing.” His face clouded. “But how many people out there will come?”
“Don’t worry about it,” Maria told him. “I’ll talk to them all and let them know
myself. You just tell your wife and plan
the party.”
“Perfect!” John replied happily. “I’ll call her right now.”
So easy!
One by one, Maria went to the entire upstairs staff and let them
know about the party for them and their spouses. By the time she finished, each one was very
much looking forward to being there.
With that done, she got onto the internet and ordered all
the supplies she thought she would need.
Part one of her plan – done!
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When Sunday came around, Maria parked her car on the street
behind one of the many other cars lining the road. She headed for the front door and was pleased
when one of the other guests opened it for her.
The party was already underway. So
far, everyone was having a good time, but as she circulated around, she used
her force of will, to tell each of them that they would think it was a
fantastic get-together and they were all enjoying it immensely. One thing she made a point to do, twice, was
to get with their hosts, John Greyson and his wife and make them believe they
loved doing this little get-together so much, they would keep doing it every
week. Naturally, they both thought it
was a wonderful idea. One that had them both
very excited.
With that much done, Maria had one more task for the
day. The real reason she had set this
little ongoing party up and the real reason she was there. With a glass of wine in her hands, like she
had spent most of the party doing already, she talked with a group of people,
workers and their spouses. Carefully and
gradually, she brought the subject of the conversation around to where she
needed it. One by one, they all laughed
and told the others about things they enjoyed doing the most.
“And what about you Maria?” Brittany asked.
Here it comes. This
was it! The moment Maria had been
waiting for. “I dominate people,” she
told them.
Everyone laughed.
“No. It’s true. I love pushing them around and making me do
what I want.”
“You’re one of those dominatrix women who do crazy sex
things with men?” Joyce Fallop asked.
“Oh no! Nothing like
that. But trust me, I can make someone
do anything I want. Anything!”
“You’re joking!” one of the men there said.
“No,” Maria replied.
“It’s true. In fact, I’ll prove
it.”
“Prove it? How?”
someone else asked.
“I’ll make someone at this party do something totally
embarrassing. Something they’d never do
under any circumstances!”
Everyone was amused but interested. “What?” Brittany asked.
Instead of answering, Maria put a sly look on her face. “I just need a decent victim. Hmm…she said as she glanced around at all the
people at the party. But of course, her
gaze finally fell on the one person who she had decided on to be her victim
days ago. Her finger came up and
pointed. “Him!” she told everyone. “Dick Collins.”
“Dick? What are you
going to do?” Joyce asked.
Maria just gave her that sly look and said, “Something very
embarrassing, and he’s going to do it before this party ends.”
“What?”
But Maria walked away at that point, sashaying her ass
across the room in Dicks direction. “Hi
Dick,” she said somewhat sexily as she sidled up next to him.
“Hey Maria,” Dick replied, then went back to his
conversation with some of the others at the party.
At a slight lull in the conversation, she said, “Dick, will
you do something for me?”
“Sure, what?”
“Wet your pants.”
Dick was flabbergasted.
“Uh…”
“Wet your pants.”
“Uh…no.”
“Yes! Wet your
pants.”
“No! What the hell is
this?”
“I want you to wet your pants. Right here, right now.”
“No! Stop it.”
But Maria had just begun to play with him. She could have done it all on one fell swoop,
but this was far more fun. “I want you
to wet your pants.”
“No!” With that, he
got up and walked away from her, but she followed. She put her arm on his shoulder and put just
a tiny bit of her willpower into the order.
“Wet your pants!”
“Maria, stop it.
No! Why would you want me to…”
“Wet your pants!” she said with a huge grin on her face as
she upped the willpower even more.
“No! Stop it. Stop hounding me.”
“No!” She replied with a laugh. “Not until you wet your pants.”
“I’m not going to…”
“Wet your pants,” she ordered as she once again upped the
amount of willpower she was putting into it.
She toyed with him for another five minutes as everyone at
the party started to catch on to the hounding she was doing with him. He tried walking away from her, going from
group to group, but she followed him constantly, ordering him to wet his
pants. As people started to ask why she
was doing it, the word got passed around that Maria was doing it to prove a
point that she was some kind of dominatrix, and she was doing this to prove a
point that she could make people do whatever she wanted. Consequently, the eyes and ears of everyone
at the party followed Maria and Dick all around the room.
Eventually, Maria decided it was time. Once again she upped her willpower behind her
words. “Wet your pants!” she ordered.
Dick was shocked when he suddenly had to pee so bad that he
nearly did wet his pants. He needed the
bathroom – fast! But he never had a
chance to move as the order came one more time, unknown to him, with an even
heavier amount of her force of will behind it.
“Wet your pants!”
The floodgates opened and right then and there, Dick wet
himself. Thoroughly. While Maria laughed with delight.
She leaned in close to him.
“That’s all you had to do for me,” she teased. She put her full willpower behind her words. “You’ll stay that way till the end of the
party!” With that, she went back to the
first group of people she had been talking to.
“Mission complete,” she said with an air of haughtiness.
“Geez! Pour guy,” one
of the women said as she watched Dick just standing there looking down at his
soaked pants.
“You hounded him to death!” another in the group said.
Maria smiled.
“Whatever it takes. “But trust
me, now that I’ve gotten into his head, if I ever want to do anything else with
him, it will be that much easier.”
“I don’t think I want to see it,” one of them mentioned.
Maria couldn’t have that though. With her force of will on full power and
aimed at everyone she was talking to, she said, “Oh yes! You all want to see what else I can do with him. You all will take great delight in seeing how
I can continue to dominate him. You will
look forward to it every week from now on.”
With that said, she withdrew her willpower, leaving everyone silently
wondering why they had gotten slightly dizzy.
“I need another drink,” Maria said as she left them. With a fresh glass in her hand, she started
circulating around the party again, talking to everyone…and leaving those same
instructions with them all…except Dick.
Poor Dick didn’t really know why, but he turned down a
suggestion to leave the party. He also
turned down an offer from John Greyson for a loan of fresh pants. In his soaked and pee smelling pants, he endured
the humiliation of it and stayed at the party until everyone started to
leave. Driving home, he didn’t notice
that Maria was following him.
Maria had his address.
Getting it from the personnel paperwork at work was easy. But she followed him home so she could be
there as soon as he got there.
Dick didn’t notice her until he had pulled into his garage
and realized there was another car that had pulled into his driveway right
behind him. He got out of his car and
came out of his garage as Maria got out of his car. “What are you doing here?” he asked, not at
all happy to see her there. “Haven’t you
cause me enough trouble?”
Maria chuckled, then put her willpower to work again. “Close your garage and let me into your house
with you!”
Dick never had a chance.
A few minutes later she had him in front of her in his living room. She put her force of will to work once again,
the full power of it making him slightly disoriented.
“From now on, every day when you get home from work, you’re
going to wet your pants. Wetting your
pants is going to give you a sexual thrill like you’ve never had before. When you get home from work every day, you’ll
wet your pants and stay in them for the rest of the evening. Since it’s going to turn you on so much, you
can masturbate all you want and enjoy it.”
She had one last instruction for him.
“After I leave, you will forget I was ever here.”
With that, she cut off the force of her will against his
mind. She was about to walk out when she
noticed that he was once again wetting his pants. With a laugh, she left, going back to her own
apartment where she delighted in the memory of what she had just done. She had just started, and so far this was
proving to be just as much fun as she hoped it would be.
The next day at work, Dick didn’t talk as much to
anyone. He was too embarrassed. He saw a few of the looks people gave him
early on, but he ignored them.
Fortunately, nobody said a single word to him about what happened.
That night when he went home, as he was pulling into his
garage, the memory of wetting his pants at the party was all he could think
about. He couldn’t help it, just
thinking about it was turning him on.
For some reason, he wanted to wet his pants. He couldn’t wait to wet his pants. Inside his garage, he got out of his car, and
stood there wetting his pants. He hadn’t
even closed the garage door yet.
Inside his house, he
took the time to stare down at his soaked pants. He was so excited over it he didn’t know what
to do. He left his pants on until he
went to bed that night, masturbating in his wet pants two more times.
The next day he did it again, and the next. All week long.
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