The Legend of Bastien - Chapter 9 – Saturday is a Workday – Part 3 of 3

 

The Legend of Bastien

By Karen Singer

 

Chapter 9 – Saturday is a Workday – Part 3 of 3

 

“Where the hell is he?” Billy asked angrily.

“Busy!” his father told him for the tenth time.  “He’ll be here when he gets here.  I understand your grandmother put together a rather long list of places for him to visit, and your name wasn’t on it.”

“But he’s still coming.”

“I already told you that.  Now settle down and take all your friends into the courthouse.  This is the sheriff’s station, not a social meeting hall.”

The door opened just then, and Deputy Mike came in, followed by Chrissy.

“Finally!” Billy exclaimed.

The one single person that Chris had not wanted to see there was Billy.  Before he knew it, Billy had grabbed his arm and was dragging him right through the building and into the courthouse where he saw not only Billy’s four friends, but Evelyn, Billy’s girlfriend too.

“He’s here!” Billy announced joyously.

“Check his diaper!” Evy said immediately.

Chris had no choice but to stand there while one of the boys lifted his skirt and groped his hand across the front of his diaper.

“How do you tell if he’s wet?” Sam asked.

“You’re so stupid!” Evy said.  She came over and felt the front of Chris’s diaper herself.  “Wet!” she declared with a laugh.

“Time to go!” Billy told her.  “He’s got work to do now.”

“No!  Not yet!” Evy complained.  “What’s my name?” she asked Chrissy.

Chris had a feeling this wasn’t going to be good for him.  She was purposely making him talk.  “Ev-e-wyn (Evelyn).”

Evy laughed.  “Good job!  What’s his name?” she asked, pointing at Billy.

“Biwwy (Billy).

One by one Chris had to go through the names of all of them.  Pete, Tony, and Chet were total letdowns for Evy, but Sam wasn’t.  “The rest of you need new names!” she declared.

“Okay Evy.  Out!” Billy declared.  “Your father said you can’t be here for this.”

“It’s so stupid!” Evy complained.  “I’m almost seventeen!”

“But not yet, now go!”

Evy wasn’t happy, but she laughed.  “At least I can tell Miranda that he was wet.”  With another laugh, she disappeared into the sheriff’s office where her father, who was one of the deputies, was waiting.

“Lipstick time, Faggot!” Billy announced nastily, just before he grabbed a bottle of beer and took a swig.

Once again Chris pulled his lipstick and his small mirror from his purse.  As far as Chris could tell, each of the five boys drank two full beers before he got done with all of them.  Billy and his friends seemed to be having a great time.  He certainly wasn’t.

 

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The door opened and Tess saw Chris come in.  “Chrissy!” she said, being careful to use the right name.  She was relieved to not see the deputy with him this time.  She ran to him and hugged him.  “How did it go?” she asked.

“Okay,” he replied.

“How many demerits today?” she asked.

“Free, I dink (Three, I think).

She hugged him again.  “I’m so sorry I caused you one of them earlier.  So sorry!”

“I know,” he replied.

“Do you need changing?”

“I’m wet,” he replied.  “I’ve been wet fow a whiow (I’ve been wet for a while).

“Do you mind if I feel it?”

“Go ahead.”

She reached under his skirt and felt his diaper.  “Not too bad.  Let me know when you wet it again and I’ll change you right away.  Okay?”

“Yeah,” he replied.

She fixed him dinner and spent the evening trying to be as supportive as possible to him, but she could easily see how troubled he was.  She couldn’t imagine how awful his day…his entire life…had to be.  As the evening wore on, she became more nervous, she could tell that he was becoming more agitated too.  And then the knock came at their door.

When she opened it, she was relieved to see only Deputy Tom there.  “Deputy,” she greeted him as she backed up and let him in.  “Hi Tess,” Thomas said.  “Don and me got the night duty tonight, so I’ll be the one to oversee his punishment.”

Tess nodded, but said nothing.

“Now according to Mike, Chrissy there managed to rack up three demerits today.  Two of them from Olivia Bastien and one from you…of all people.”

“It was stupid mistake,” she replied.  “One that was too easy for me to make.”

“Well, maybe having to punish him for it will remind you about it in the future.”

“But he’s my son!  He’s always been Chris to me.”

The deputy shook his head.  “Not anymore!  Now let’s get busy.  And the sheriff was damn particular about how hard I have to see you hitting him.  And frankly, after insulting the Bastiens like he did and possibly stirring up trouble, I think he deserves it!”

There were a number of things Tess wanted to say to that, but she feared every one of them would get her in worse trouble.  Hating it, she went to the kitchen and dragged one of the chairs out into the living room.  She couldn’t miss Chris’s eyes following her as she did.  And was that hatred for her she was seeing on his face?  If so, she couldn’t blame him.  But he had no idea how much this was going to hurt her as well.  She put the chair in place and looked over at her son.  He wasn’t moving.  “Chrissy,” she said as kindly as she could.

“Move your ass, boy!” Deputy Tom yelled.

Only then did Chris get up and head for the chair.  Tess could see the fear on his face.  As she removed his diaper, she noticed something immediately.  “Chris…sy, you’re soaked.  I told you to let me know when you wet again so I could change you.”  But Chris wasn’t answering, he was staring angrily at the deputy instead.  With a sigh, Tess removed the diaper and sat in the chair.  She pulled on Chris’s arm.  She had to pull harder before he moved.  Too soon, her son’s naked backside was draped across her lap.  She had no doubt it was too soon for him too.

“Thirty!” Deputy reminded her.

The deputy refused to count the first three punishing blows she gave him, but after that, as her hand literally hurt with each swat she gave her son, he counted slowly but continually up to thirty.  At the end, not only were both she and Chris crying, but Chris jumped up from her lap and ran to his bedroom.

Tess found him lying face down on the bed, crying his eyes out.  Once again, she hated herself for what she had been forced to do to him.  She prayed that he understood, but feared that he blamed her all the same.  She tried to pull him into her arms to hold him, but he wasn’t willing to move.

It was a while before he even moved a little bit.  Still lying face down on the bed, he picked himself up on his elbows.  She held him tighter.  “I’m sorry,” she whispered.

The tone of his voice let her know how angry and hurt he was.  “I need to pee.”

She sighed and looked back at the bedroom doorway where the deputy was standing and watching.  “I’ll get a diaper for you.”

Five minutes later, Chris was wearing a wet diaper under his girl’s pajamas, while Tess laid there and fed him milk from one of his baby bottles.  She saw the deputy finally nod toward her.

“Have a good night,” Deputy Tom told her.  “Either me or Don will check on you two through the night.”  With that, he walked out.

Another tear slipped from Tess’s eye.  It was like being in prison.  Maybe worse.

As Deputy Tom walked out the door, he saw someone walking towards the house.  He was surprised when that person stopped in front of the house.  “Can I help you with something?” he asked the man.  He could clearly see how nervous he appeared to be.  As a town deputy, that was exactly what he wanted to see from the man.

“Um…they told me…” the man started.

“Out with it.  What is it you’re looking for?”

“Um…Chrissy,” the man said.  “He was at the farm today and…and…”

“And what?”

“The deputy there said we could see Chrissy anytime we wanted, day or night.  So instead of going to bed, I came here.”

Deputy Tom laughed.  “Yeah.  Chrissy’s inside, he’s just going to bed.  “So he was good enough earlier that you had to come back again tonight?” he asked as he led the way toward the door.

“Uh…I don’t know.”

“You don’t know?  But Chrissy was out at the farm where you were?”

“Uh…just seeing how pretty Chrissy was, and then when she started putting her lipstick on right in front of me, uh…I kind of…”

When he didn’t continue, the deputy asked.  “You kind of what?”

“Uh…lost it.”

“You lost it, just watching him do his lipstick.”  The deputy laughed.  “What’s your name?”

“Burty”

“Well Burty.  Let’s go in and see if it happens again, or if this time you’ll make it all the way through.”

Tess heard the door opening again.  She was still lying with Chris, feeding him the bottle.  She could tell he was settling down and would be able to fall asleep soon.  She looked up to see the deputy there again.  “What?” she asked.

The deputy stepped aside revealing a man behind him.  “A customer,” the deputy said with a chuckle.

Tess nearly died.  As far away as she was sitting, the smell of cows seemed to roll off the man.  But it was all made much worse when the man took his hat off and said, “Hi Chrissy.  Remember me?  I’m Burty.  You were so pretty this morning and seeing you just fixing your lipstick just got to me a bit too much.  I wish I had some flowers or something I could bring you, but with all the snow, I couldn't find any.  But the deputy said I could come by here anytime at all, day or night, so…um….”

While the deputy watched, Chris was forced to get out of bed, still wearing just his wet diaper and pajamas.  As he fixed his lips in front of everyone, the man said, “Wow, you sure are pretty.”  Chris barely got his lips over Burty’s cock before he came right in Chris’s mouth.

“Damn!” Burty exclaimed.  “You sure are somethin’!  Next time, I’ll bring you some flowers for sure!”