The Legend of Bastien - Chapter 12 – Snow Day – Part 2 of 2

 

The Legend of Bastien

By Karen Singer

 

Chapter 12 – Snow Day – Part 2 of 2

 

Tess and Chris sat in the living room reading that night, but the later it got, the more antsy each of them got.  They were only waiting for their front door to open and punishment time to begin.  Several times during the day, each of them had opened their front door to get a better look at the snow that was still falling heavily.  There was almost two feet of it on the ground now and it didn’t look like it was going to stop snowing anytime soon.

As the time wore on, Tess finally looked at Chris.  She got up from her seat.  “Come on,” she told him.  “Let’s get you ready for bed.”

“You don’t think they’re coming tonight?”

“I have no idea.  But it’s already much later than usual.”

Chris wanted to ask if there was any way he could get out of wearing the cloth diapers for even just the one night, but he knew it was too possible for one of the deputies to show up at any time.  He also wanted to ask if he could do without drinking the baby bottle before he went to sleep as well, but again, it was useless to even ask.  At least one of the deputies always managed to show up every single night to check on him.  Sometimes, more than once.

Before he knew it, his mother was kissing him good night, and he was alone in his room.  He laid there staring at the ceiling for a few minutes.  He realized he needed to pee again, and he let it out immediately, feeling it rushing out into his diaper and dripping down all around him.  He barely noticed.  Five minutes later, he rolled over again and started humping the bed.  For once, his backside wasn’t quite so sore.  Instead, it was wet!

 

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The sun was shining the next morning, but the amount of snow on the ground was more than Chris had ever seen.  The road in front of their house needed plowing before anyone would be going anywhere on it.  His mother had put him in another new dress that had come in…along with one of those gigantic diapers.  He couldn’t come close to closing his legs or even walk normally.  The best he could do was to waddle around the house.  The damn huge diaper was simply uncomfortable.

A knock came at the door.  Chris and Tess expected it to be the deputy, there to pick him up, but it was Fred Tucker instead.

“Hugh called me at home,” Fred said to Tess.  “He asked me to get word to you that the bank’s closed today.  I’m not sure the store will open either.  I’m just going to check on a few things then head home.”

Tess thanked him and watched as his van slowly plowed its way through the street toward the stores.

“How about me?” Chris said as they both watched Fred’s van struggling through the snow.

Tess shook her head.  “I don’t know,” she admitted.

“Can I take this stupid diaper off now?  There’s no way anyone is going to come for me with all that snow out there.”

Tess actually considered it.  “Better not.  You know how often the sheriff sends those deputies around just to check on us.”

Chris wasn’t happy about that.  He had no doubt at all that nobody was going to stop in today at all!  “You’re as bad as they are!” he fumed.  “You want me stuck in these things too!”  With that, he turned and strode off towards his bedroom.

“Chris!” Tess called after him.

But Chris ignored her and went in to lay flat on his stomach on his bed.  Even on the bed, his legs were splayed wide apart, and he could feel the thickness of that huge diaper under him.  It wasn’t comfortable, but he didn’t care.  Now even his mother was against him!

“Chris,” Tess said from the doorway to his bedroom.

“Go away!” Chris replied, not looking at her.

With a shake of her head, Tess left him there.  In some ways, she couldn’t blame him, but Tess knew for a fact that there was simply too much of a chance of one of those deputies coming in and catching him not living up to the ridiculous dictates they demanded for his life.

Two hours later, Tess managed to lure Chris out of his room while she made lunch for them both.  Even sitting down at the table, the huge diaper was uncomfortable for Chris.  He was still fuming about all the miserable things in his life, wishing more than ever that he could end it, when the door to their home suddenly opened and Deputy Tom walked in.  He knew his mother was just as surprised to see him as he was.

“Just thought I’d stop in for a minute to check on you,” Deputy Tom told them as he closed the door and pulled his gloves off.  “I was plowing your street and needed a quick break anyway.”

Tess and Chris looked at each other.  Chris was now very glad he hadn’t changed.

“I was just making lunch,” Tess told him.  “Would you like some?”

“Sure,” the deputy agreed.

Tess fixed sandwiches and hot chocolate for all of them, Chris’s hot chocolate of course went into the baby bottle.  It was one of the most nervous lunches Chris could remember.  He was more carful than ever to try and say nothing at all.  The moment the deputy finally left to go back to plowing the streets, he breathed a sigh of relief.  “Sorry Mom,” he apologized.  “If I had taken any of this stupid stuff off, I would have been in big trouble.”

Tess nodded her agreement.  “Don’t worry about it Chris,” she told him.  “How’s that diaper holding up.  Have you wet it again yet?”

“A few times already,” he said.  “I’m trying to not hold back so much so I don’t flood it.  I’ve been especially trying to do that with the cloth diapers so they don’t leak.”

“Good!” Tess replied.  “Besides, like I told you before, no use struggling with it.  It’s all going to come out sometime.  Stand up and let me check it.”

While Chris stood, Tess ran her hands over his diaper and even stuck her fingers into the leg openings.  “No use changing you,” she said.  “Like we figured, that thing isn’t even close to capacity yet, and I’m thinking we may want to find out just how much it can hold.  Would you like another hot chocolate?”

Chris grunted.  The damn diaper was getting thicker and heavier with each time he wet it.  “Why not,” he agreed with more than a hint of annoyance in his voice.

With the roads plowed, twice more that day, different deputies stopped by to check on them.  Fortunately, the visits were short.  The one thing that Chris never once opened his mouth to mention, was that so far, he hadn’t had one single cock stuck in his mouth that day.  So far! 

As the evening wore on, once again both Tess and Chris grew more anxious.  With the deputies stopping in to check on them, they both knew that his punishment was going to happen again that night.  Neither of them said it out loud, but both of them wondered if Chris would have to get punished for yesterday as well as today since yesterday’s punishment never happened.

Instead of the door just opening as usually happened when the deputies came, someone knocked at the door instead.  Tess got up to answer it and was shocked to see a farmhand standing there in all his smelly glory.  A farmhand she recognized from his previous trip to the house.

“Uh…hi,” Burty said to her.  “Is Chrissy home?”

Tess closed her eyes.  “You’re here to have him…”  But she couldn’t finish the sentence. 

“Uh…yeah.  We got done earlier than usual today ‘cause of all the snow,” Burty said.  “And I can’t get Chrissy off my mind.  She’s just so pretty!”

Tess had no doubt that Burty had to be the dumbest jerk to ever live in Bastien.  She also knew without a doubt that if she turned him away, word of it would somehow get back to the sheriff.  “Come on in,” she told him.

Burty took his hat off and entered the house.  Chrissy stood in shock the moment he saw him.  Burty stood, holding his hat in his hands, looking at Chrissy.  “Woo-we!  You are just so damn beautiful!”

Tess, not wanting to hear any more nonsense like that, tried to move things along.  “Chrissy, why don’t you take…”  She didn’t remember his name.

“Burty, ma’am,” Burty told her.

“Burty here, into your bedroom and…”  What she wanted to say was get rid of him, but she was too polite for that. 

“Come on,” Chrissy said, totally exasperated with the situation.  He led the man into his bedroom and found one of his tubes of lipstick.  As he applied it to his lips, he noticed how excited Burty seemed to be getting, watching him.  He applied it slower and thicker, finding it funny how mesmerized Burty seemed to be over it.  Amused, he applied a third layer, but before he finished, he heard Burty start to grunt.  He stopped, staring at him, wondering what was going on.  But Burty’s hands quickly went down to cover his crotch.

“Damn!” Burty exclaimed.  “It happened again.  You are just so pretty, so sexy, that I can’t help myself.”  He smiled broadly.  “I can’t wait to see you again!”  With that, he turned and hurried from the house. 

“What happened?” Tess asked as the man left in such a hurry.

“I never got a chance to do more than apply my lipstick,” Chris told her.  “That’s all it took.”

Tess now noticed how thick his lipstick was.  “Better clean some of that off.”

Chris made a face as he ran his tongue over it.  “Yeah.  Right away.  I just wish they could all go like that.”

An hour later, the door opened again, and Deputy Don walked in.  “Evening,” he greeted them.  “I got the duty this time,” he told them.

Neither Tess nor Chris said anything.  Tess grabbed the chair from the kitchen and pulled it into the living room while Chris removed his clothes.  The diaper he was wearing was the same one he had worn all day.  The thing was absolutely huge.  Chris had complained a number of times throughout the day about how heavy it was getting.

“Shit!” Deputy Don said as he looked at the diaper Chris was wearing.  “Now that’s a sight.  Where the heck did you get that?”

“Miranda found them,” Tess replied.

Deputy Don only shook his head while Tess undid the tapes and removed the huge heavy diaper.  A moment later, Chris was lying across her lap.  Her hand went up, and came down with a hard, loud slap.

“Ten for today, no demerits,” Don told them.  “And ten for yesterday,” he added.

Tess silently fumed over that.  Her hand went up again and came down hard on her son’s backside again, the slap sounding loud in their tiny living room.

“That’s one,” Don told her.

Tess looked up quickly at him.  That was the second time she had hit Chris.  There was nothing she could say about it though and she was now guessing that the deputy was going to make sure that each time she hit him was as hard as possible.  Saying nothing, she hit her son again.  Harder.  There were a few slaps that the deputy didn’t count, so twenty-five slaps later, she was finally pinning him into a cloth diaper for the night and helping him into his pajamas. 

As she usually did, she laid on Chris’s bed with him and fed him his baby bottle.  She watched as, with a chuckle, Deputy Don left for the night.  There was no use telling Chris not to bother finishing the bottle, she already knew that another deputy would be coming around later to check on them.  At least though for this one single day, her son hadn’t had to do anything he usually did all day.  Even that one dumb cowhand had left without Chris having to do anything more than put some lipstick on.  Unfortunately, the deputies had still made good and sure that he wasn’t going to get out of anything else!