The Legend of Bastien - Chapter 10 – Sunday is a Workday Too

 

The Legend of Bastien

By Karen Singer

 

Chapter 10 – Sunday is a Workday Too

 

The farmers don’t get days off.  The sheriff’s department doesn’t have days off.  The stores don’t get days off either.  So there was no reason for Chrissy to have either Saturday or Sunday off.  He had worked all day Saturday, now it was Sunday, and he was following Deputy Wyatt out the door.  He assumed they would be heading to the bridge again, but instead, Wyatt took them straight to the judge’s house.  The judge came first – literally and figuratively, followed by another marathon session with the judge’s wife.  Only after that did Wyatt drive him out to the bridge where Deputy Phil was on duty.

There was snow gently falling from the sky as Chris and Deputy Wyatt got out of the truck.  Chris watched as Deputy Phil got out of his truck that was blocking access to the bridge.  The two of them talked for a moment while Chrissy fixed his lipstick.  When he was ready, Deputy Wyatt walked off toward the bridge while Chris knelt down in front of Deputy Phil.  Phil pulled his zipper down and was about to pull his penis out through his fly, when Wyatt called.

“Phil!  Have you seen the ice down there this year?”

With one hand still inside his fly, Phil turned his head toward Wyatt.  “As bad as I’ve ever seen it,” he replied.

While Phil was turned to the side to talk, Phil’s gun that was strapped around his waist was right in front of Chris.  He looked at it carefully.  It was a different type of gun than the sheriff used.  Chris didn’t know much about guns, but from what he had seen, sometimes up close, all the deputy’s had guns that he thought were called revolvers.  He didn’t know what they called the kind of gun the sheriff had.  This time though, while Deputy Phil was talking, he got a good look at the locking strap that kept Deputy Phil’s gun from falling out of the holster.  Chris realized that getting that strap off and grabbing the gun would be next to impossible, no matter how much he wanted to kill himself.  He was going to have to find another way.

A few seconds later, he had the deputy’s cock in his mouth, but his thoughts were on finding ways he could kill himself.  Ending his life.  He knew how much his mother didn’t want that, but this wasn’t life.  This was hell!

After he had done both deputies, with Deputy Wyatt complaining about the fact that he couldn’t take his entire ridged cock in his mouth and threatening to find out if Chrissy could be punished for it, Wyatt drove him out toward another farm.

“I hear you’ve got a boyfriend,” Wyatt laughed.

Chris purposely said nothing.  It seemed word got around too quickly in their town.  At least among the deputies.  And the guy who had shown up at his house last night was one he’d rather never see again.

In some ways, his day went like the day before.  He did both men and women at the farms.  The farm hands for some reason all tasted like cow dung, and he wondered if cow dung might taste better.  But with the deputy watching him carefully, he had no choice but to endure.  He did put his humiliating feelings aside though to take more opportunities to drink from his baby bottle to get the taste out of his mouth…if even just for a few moments.

When he wet his diaper at the second farm of the day, he did his best to not let anyone know he had done it, and he was hopeful that nobody had noticed.  After that farm though, Deputy Wyatt did drive him home for a brief rest while his mother changed his diaper and stuck a fresh baby bottle into his purse.  Before they left, Tess fixed sandwiches for both her son and the deputy.  As soon as they were done, Tess watched as Wyatt ushered her son back out to his truck to face more horror at the farms.

It was three in the afternoon when Wyatt drove Chrissy to the sheriff’s office.  When they arrived, Chrissy noted a number of elderly pickup trucks parked out front.  Wyatt ushered him inside where Chrissy found Billy and his friend Pete waiting for him.  In moments, Chrissy was dragged through into the courthouse again, but this time there wasn’t just Billy and his four friends.  There seemed to be a lot of kids from school there, boys and girls both.  Including Miranda!

“There’s the baby!” Miranda called out as soon as Chrissy entered the room.

Seeing all the kids there from school, and most of them were older than him, didn’t strike him as being anything good.  In the back of Chrissy’s mind, something remembered that he was supposed to curtsey for her, but he never got the chance.

Miranda immediately grabbed him and pulled his skirt up.  “Wet!” she declared quickly as she rubbed her hand over the front of his diaper.  “Not just wet, but soaked!” she laughed.

Chris waited for her to stop rubbing his diaper.

“Let me!” Evy said as she came up beside Miranda.  Miranda gave way and Evy started not just groping his diaper, but rubbing it like Miranda had done.  “Yeah, real wet!” she declared as she looked Chrissy in the eyes.  But instead of stopping what she was doing, she rubbed harder.  “Does that feel good baby?  Do you like that?

Chris immediately backed away, only to have Evy grab the front of his coat and pull with one hand, while she went back to rubbing his diaper with her other hand.  “Don’t move!” she threatened, realizing now that all the kids were watching closely and joking about what she was doing, which was just what she wanted.  “Someone get his coat off him,” she said as she continued rubbing the front of his diaper.

Chrissy couldn’t move away from her since she was holding onto him by his coat, but someone reached around Evy and unzipped it.  Evy let go of him for a moment while his coat and hat were removed.  But she quickly grabbed his sweater instead, making sure he couldn’t get away.

“You’re enjoying this,” Evy said with an evil grin on her face.  Here that?” she said loudly to everyone.  “He’s enjoying this!”  She looked him straight in the eyes again.  “Tell me Chrissy,” she said.  “When you’ve got a cock stuck in your mouth or you’re licking a woman’s cunt, do you get hard inside that diaper?  Do you enjoy it?”

“N…no,” Chrissy stammered.

“I don’t believe you.”

“I…don’t,” Chrissy replied, now pushing back against the pressure of her rubbing hand.

“Well, I think Miranda had the right idea about you,” Evy told him.  “You’re nothing but a big baby!  A big…big…baby!”

Chris had heard people calling him far worse than that lately.  He said nothing.

“And as far as I’m concerned,” Evy continued, “babies don’t have sex like adults do.  Which to me means that since you’re nothing but a big baby, then you shouldn’t be able to have any sexual pleasure either.”

Chris felt himself rapidly getting to the point of no return where he would start spurting.  He didn’t care what she was saying, he was only thinking about getting his orgasm as she continued to rub the front of his diaper.  And then she was rubbing harder and faster, building him to that magic point.

“Here it comes everyone,” Evy said.  “Get ready.”

Chris was on the brink of coming when suddenly Evy pulled completely away.

“Not for babies!” Evy announced sternly.  “No!  Babies don’t get that kind of fun.”

The moment she let go, Chris almost fell over onto his face.  He stumbled forward, only thinking about finding the pleasure for just a moment more so he could cum.  But all that rubbing was gone.  He desperately reached down and started rubbing his diaper right over top of his skirt.

“No!” Evy shouted as she slapped his hands away, stopping him.  “Not for babies!”

Chris didn’t know what to do…or think.  She had brought him right to the point of no return, then stopped.  And she was making sure he wasn’t going to touch himself either.  What was he supposed to do?

“Good one Evy!” Miranda declared happily just before the two girls bumped fists.

Evy put herself right up against Chrissy, her real breasts touching his fake ones.  She felt him pushing his diaper covered groin up against her.  “No!” she told him and pushed him away.  Once again she stood with her breasts touching his and looked him in the eyes.  “Do babies have sex?” she demanded.

“N…no,” Chrissy stammered, his head still spinning.  He wanted desperately to get some kind of contact and pressure against him so he could get off.

“Should babies feel any kind of sexual pleasure at all?” she demanded.

Chris didn’t like this game, but he had no choice but to play.  “No,” he replied hesitantly.

“No!  Now tell me, are you a big baby?”

Chris wanted to tell her no, but he had a feeling that answer would be the wrong one, and in this game, he was afraid of wrong answers.  “Yeth (Yes),” he replied.

“So what shouldn’t you be able to feel?” Evy asked next.

“Thex (Sex),” Chris told her.

“No.  What about it shouldn’t you be able to feel?” she demanded.

Chris had to think carefully about how to say that one word.  “Pl-e-ther (Pleasure).”

“What kind of pleasure?”

“Thex-ull pl-e-ther (Sexual pleasure).”

“That’s right,” Evy replied.  “Babies don’t feel sexual pleasure, so they don’t have sex!  So neither should you!”  With that, she kneed Chrissy right in the groin.  Chris bent over and fell to the floor in pain while the kids all around him laughed.

While Chris was doubled up with pain, Miranda went into his purse and grabbed his baby bottle.  She noticed that it was almost empty.  She ran to the lady’s bathroom in the building and filled it with water.  By the time she came back, Chris was back up to his knees.  She pushed him back down onto his back.  “Drink!” she demanded.  “All of it!”

Chris had no choice but to lay there and stick the stupid baby bottle into his mouth and start drinking…to the laughter and cheers of all the kids.  As he did, he noticed both Miranda and Evy clinking beer cans together just before they each took a drink.  He wondered how much beer all the kids in the room had already consumed.  They didn’t let him up until his bottle was completely empty. 

“Okay, that’s it!” Billy yelled to the room.  “All you younger squirts get the hell out.  My mother and grandmother say no one under seventeen can be here.”

“Aw shit!” Evy cursed.  “I want to stay!  It’s not like it’ll be anything I haven’t seen before.”

“Out!” Billy said.  “It’s ether that, or my dad might make us stop doing this.”

“Shit!” Evy cursed again.

“Come on Evy,” Miranda said as she pulled on the other girl.  “Maybe we can think up some new ways to play with him in the future.”

Evy smiled at that thought.

As soon as the younger kids were gone, Chris was made to refresh his lipstick, and Billy immediately messed up his lips by sticking his cock into Chrissy’s mouth. 

 

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There was no knock on the door that night.  The door just opened.  Tess looked up quickly to see one of the town’s older deputies, Deputy Phil, walk in.  Phil had been a deputy back when the judge had been sheriff.  “Deputy,” Tess said nervously but respectfully.  She glanced over at Chris and could see how nervous he was too.  “How many tonight?” she asked, praying it wouldn’t be too bad.

“Ten,” Phil replied.

Tess gave a sigh of relief.  “No demerits.”

“No.  One!”

“One?” both Chris and Tess said at the same time.

“Evidently this one came from a ruling that the judge himself had to make.”

“The judge?” Tess exclaimed.

“Yeah.  It seems that Wyatt wasn’t exactly pleased with how well Chris was doing his job.”

“But…” Chris started to say.

“No buts!” Phil cut him off.  “According to Wyatt, you weren’t able to take the entire length of Wyatt’s cock in your mouth and the judge ruled that as the official town cocksucker that should be something you should have no problem with.  So until you show that you have the skill to do that basic requirement, that will be one of your demerits every day.”

“But how?” Chris exclaimed, aghast.  “My mouth ithn’t that big (My mouth isn’t that big).”

“You’ll have to figure it out,” Phil told him.  “Now let’s get this over with.  It’s only ten, the same as if he had no demerits at all.  Just make sure you hit him hard enough so I can count them.”

Chris knew there was no getting away from the beating he was about to get, but at least it would only be ten.  His backside perpetually hurt from all the spankings he had already gotten – every single night.  He had a feeling it was always going to hurt for the rest of his life.  He laid his bare ass over his mother’s lap and grabbed the legs of the chair, bracing himself.  The first blow came – hard, but he didn’t think it was as hard as some he had gotten before.

“One!” Deputy Phil proclaimed.

Tess said nothing.  She flexed her hand as if she had hurt it, but in reality, while she had hit her son very hard, it wasn’t nearly as hard as some of the times she had been forced to hit him.  She brought her hand down on him again.

“Two!”

One by one the count went continually up to ten, and it was over.  Chris jumped off her lap, looked back at her, and ran to his bed like he did every night.

“His backside is still black and blue from every other time I’ve already hit him,” Tess complained.

“I noticed,” Phil replied.

“At this rate, it’s never going to get well.”

“I’m afraid that’s his problem.  Now I guess it’s time to get him ready for bed.”  Phil laughed.  “And then we’ll see if his new boyfriend shows up again tonight.”

“Boyfriend?”

“The guy from the farm that’s seems to be in love with him.  All the guys had a big laugh over that.”

Tess looked at him angrily.  She got up and went into Chris’s room where he was still laying on his stomach with his bare ass stuck up in the air.  A few minutes later, she had him diapered and in his pajamas, and was feeding him the baby bottle.

Phil nodded.  “See you around,” he said before he walked out.  He stopped and laughed.  “Don’t forget to let whatever deputy comes by tomorrow, know if his boyfriend shows up.  One cock sucking, one dollar.

Tess could have killed him.

 

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It was late in the evening.  “Good episode,” Deputy Hank said to his wife as the show they were watching ended.

“Real good,” his wife agreed.

“It was great!” his son Pete agreed.

Hank looked over at the sofa where his son was sitting, and his daughter usually sat with him.  “Where’s Evelyn?  Still doing homework?”

“I don’t know,” Marybeth, his wife, told him.  “I’ll check on her.”  She got up from her chair and went down the hallway to her daughter’s room.  As usual, Evy was on the internet again.  “Still studying?” Marybeth asked as she walked into the room.

“Nope,” Evy replied as she stared at the screen.

Marybeth walked up behind her and looked at what was on her computer screen.  “Evy!  What the hell are you looking at?” she shouted angrily.

“Mom,” Evy replied calmly.  “You know I want to marry Billy when I graduate and become the next Mrs. Bastien.”

“But what’s that got to do with…this?”

“According to what you and dad have told me, Billy doesn’t get to choose who he marries, his family all make that decision for him.  And the one biggest requirement is for whoever it is to show how much they’re going to support him.”

“That’s what your father and I…think!  We don’t know for sure.  Only the Bastien’s know.  But what does that have to do with…that…junk?”

“Well, in case that’s the way it really is, this will be one way I can show how much I want to marry Billy and be the next sheriff’s wife.”

“With…that?”

“Yes!  You know Billy’s biggest thing right now is what he’s doing to Chrissy.  This stuff, is how I think I can help him.”

Marybeth studied the pictures on the screen.  “I…just don’t know,” she said.  “And we’re not at all sure about how Billy’s wife will be picked either.”

“Can we get Dad to find out?”

Marybeth left the room and called down the hallway.  “Hank!  Can you come here for a minute?”

Deputy Hank walked down the hallway and found his wife in his daughter’s room.  “What’s up?”

“Evy!  The things she’s looking at on the internet are…porn!”

“Porn!”  He hurried over to look for himself.  “What the hell is all that?”

“Hank,” Marybeth said.  “Evy may have a good idea here.”

“Looking at stuff like that is a good idea?”

“It may be.  It depends.”

“On what?”

“Dad,” Evy said, “can you check with the sheriff and find out for sure what the Bastiens will be looking for when they decide who’s going to get to marry Billy.  I want it to be me.  And this is one way I think I can show them how much I’m willing to support whatever Billy does.”

“With that?”

“Yes!  So can you check?”

Hank shook his head.  “You know I’ll do almost anything to help you marry Billy.”  He looked again at the screen, then looked away.  “I’ll talk to Tom in the morning,” he told his daughter.

 

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Chris was in bed, but he wasn’t sleeping.  He wanted to sleep, but he couldn’t.  The entire house was quiet.  He knew his mother was sleeping, just like he should have been.  But there was something on his mind.  Something bothering him.  Something…just a bit more urgent than sleeping.

His mind couldn’t stop remembering what Evelyn had done to him that afternoon.  The way she had rubbed him through his diaper, making him grow bigger, making him feel so good down there.  It had felt…amazing!  Until she had suddenly stopped and started teasing him instead.  That hadn’t been fun at all.  But now in the quiet darkness of his room, he couldn’t seem to stop thinking about it, and inside his diaper, his cock had once again grown to its full length. 

Lying on his stomach because his backside was sore, his hands went underneath him to help bring more pressure to his needy cock.  He had to push his cock to the side as best he could so the tip of it wouldn’t stick out over the top of the toddler diaper he was wearing, but that didn’t seem to keep him from desperately trying to get himself to the point that he had brought so many others every single day.  He pushed with his hips.  He pushed with his hands.  Bringing himself closer and closer, until he finally had the massive orgasm he had wanted – in his diaper, where his mother would never know what happened.

Only then, after that bit of relief, was he able to lay there and relax enough until he finally fell asleep.  But even then, his mind was on what had happened with Evy, and what he had just done – in his diaper.