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Ok everyone. This is my first story of this type. I write lots of stories and tales. I read most of Longrifles work and found it intriguing. This story is dark, it's unfair and it doesn't have a happy ending. I guess that depends on who you are in the story though. If forced orgasms, wetting, messing, sex or anything of that nature offends you quit reading now. If it doesn't then read on, enjoy and let me know what you think. I have ideas for other stories not quite as dark as this one and if the response is positive I will right the others and post them.    Thank you         Misty boarded the bus thinking “Finally, I'm going to get the fresh start I need” Misty had been in and out of group homes as long as she can remember. Foster families and orphanages. She even spent 3 weeks on the street one summer when she ran away from the group home she was placed in. The police found her and brought her right back. But that's all changed now. She turned 18 yesterday and can finally do and go wherever she wants. The orphanage gave her $500 and a boot in the ass.  Misty had always wanted to go to the West Coast, so she walked to the bus station with her small bag of belongings and purchased a ticket for California. It was going to be a long ride and she didn't know what she would do once she got there, but she was ok with that. Getting to see the country for the first time in her life was an experience she was ready for.  With such a long trip the bus made multiple stops along the way to let people stretch their legs, grab snacks and switch out drivers. Everytime the bus driver would give them a time to be back on the bus with the warning that if you aren't on it when I pull away it's your fault, I don't keep track of who's here and I'm not turning back.  Not everyone on the bus was going all the way to the coast. People got off along the route and new ones would get on. The driver only verified you had a ticket when getting on the bus. He didn't care where you were going.  At the fifth stop Misty grabbed her bag and hopped off just like the previous times, she had started to explore around the buildings they stopped at, getting more comfortable with her new found freedom. She didn't want to make any new temporary friends so she always kept to herself. She had 45 minutes and saw a sign for a walking path. She decided it would be a good idea to stretch her legs a bit. As she was crossing the parking lot heading to the path a grey van pulled up beside her and a guy leaned out the window.  “Ma'am, could you give me some directions? Please” As Misty looked up towards him the man sprayed something in her face. She started choking and gagging. The man jumped out and grabbed her just as she passed out.  43 minutes later the bus pulled away, heading towards the West Coast.  As Misty started to wake up she found that she couldn't move. Something was restraining her. Her legs were up like she was in a gyno chair, her wrist and ankles had been strapped down, her chest, stomach and head all had wide straps holding her tight to the chair. She was warm but naked. Her size B breasts and only slightly trimmed pussy on full display. It was very dimly lit and she could only make out some of her surroundings. She started to struggle against her restraints and started shouting. “Help!!! Help!!! What is going on? Help!!!” The lights started to brighten a little and a calm deep voice said “I'm glad you're awake. I was starting to think you were going to sleep forever.” “Who are you? What are you going to do to me? Let me out NOW you piece of shit!!” Misty screamed. The man slapped her face. Hard. “I will have none of that language young lady” Misty seen stars at the slap. Her face turned red immediately and her cheek burned.  “Now listen to me, young lady. You are now mine. I have had time to go through your belongings. Your ID says you just turned 18. The bus ticket you have was from New York to L.A. and there is a certificate in here that says you have been released from an orphanage. That tells me that you have no family. Your cell phone has no contacts saved. So you have no friends. I could not have found a better subject” Misty started to cry. The thought of being strapped to this gyno chair, the truth in his words and the burning in her cheek was all too much.  “Please” she begged. “Just let me go. I won't tell anyone. I promise I won't.”  “I know you won't tell anyone, child” the man said with a grin. “You won't be able to. I'm going to keep you here for as long as I like. I will do whatever I like to you. You are going to be my play thing.”  “What do you..”  The man cut her question off by stuffing a large pacifier gag into her mouth and strapping it behind her head. Holding it firmly into place.  “ There. That should keep you from talking and asking your silly questions. I will explain everything to you as I go.” Misty started to struggle against her restraints. She tried to bite through the gag but the rubber was too flexible and strong. It was big and kept her tongue held down. Her mouth started to fill with drool and she almost choked before figuring out how to swallow all of the extra spit she was producing.  The man just watched her struggle and try to thrash in the chair. It was no use. She was held by 2 inch straps. He had made sure they were tight enough to keep her in place without restricting blood flow. After 5 minutes of struggling Misty was a sweaty mess. Her hair matted against her head. Beads of sweat running between her breasts and thighs. Even her pubic hair was damp. She finally gave up and just glared at the man.  “Is princess done? Good. Now let me explain some things to you.”  The man walked around the room gathering things that Misty couldn't see and placing them on what she assumed was a table. As he went about his chores he explained to her that he works at a lab that invents new drugs. He himself is not one of the many scientists that invents the drugs. He is the one that reads all of the findings and decides which drugs need to be further studied and eventually moved into the market for the public.  “We have invented drugs for everything. Hair removal, hair growth, targeted muscle enhancement, mole removal. It's amazing some of the things that the scientists have come up with. Not everything they have made worked in a beneficial way. So those get scrapped or studied and turned into something beneficial.”  As the man was talking he came around the side of her and showed her a tube of cream.  “Take this for instance. It is a hair remover. But we don't market this one because it works too well. The hair never grows back, and since you have an unkempt bush hiding that cute little pussy of yours I am going to make sure it is always visible.”  At that the man put on a rubber glove and squirted a large amount of the cream into his hand.  Misty was helpless and could not stop the gloved hand from reaching her woman hood. The straps held her legs wide apart. The man slowly and methodically rubbed the cream around her sex. Paying attention to her anus and thighs as well. Misty started to get turned on by his firm and methodical rubbing. Her face and chest started to blush. The man noticed this and made sure to let his thumb slowly rub her clit as the rest of his fingers moved the cream around the outside of her little pussy. Misty started to breath heavy and the sweat started to bead up on her forehead and between her breasts again.  Misty was thinking to herself ‘what the fuck is going on? Why am I getting turned on by this? I'm strapped to a gyno chair naked, I have a huge gag in my mouth and I cannot move. This weirdo is rubbing something on me that is going to keep me from ever growing hair. He keeps rubbing my clit. Fuck!! I think I'm going to cum!!”  The man was paying attention to Misty's actions. Her eyes, the sweat and her blushing. He could tell she was close to orgasm.  Just as Misty finished that thought the man pushed his large middle finger up her ass and worked his thumb faster against her clit.  Misty's body tensed and her eyes rolled back into her head as her body betrayed her with a large intense orgasm. Her anus flexing and crenching against the large finger deep inside it. Her clit pulsing against the thumb that wouldn't quit rubbing. She bit into her pacifier gag and started grunting as the first orgasm continued right into the second orgasm. Her eyes rolling and nostrils flaring trying to get enough air to carry her body through the orgasms. Finally the man stopped rubbing her clit and slowly removed his finger from her anus. Her pussy trickling out her juices onto the puppy pad the man had placed under her earlier.  “Good girl” the man said as he stroked her damp hair. “You are probably very thirsty after that display of total sluttyness.”  The man brought out an IV bag stand and hung a one quart water bag on it. He took the tube from the bag and attached it to her pacifier gag.  “To make this easier on us both I made this gag to accept a couple different sizes of tubes for giving you water and food. With a little practice you will figure out how to drink and receive your food through it without any trouble. And it keeps you from talking. A win win if you ask me.”  And with that the man opened the valve and water flowed into Misty's mouth unobstructed. With only some trouble Misty was able to get the water down without choking. It tasted bad. Like medication. When the bag was empty her eyes started to grow heavy.  “ As you probably noticed it didn't taste quite like plain water. Since the cream takes a few hours to make your hair fall off I didn't want you just sitting here bored. So I put a sedative in your drink. I also added some electrolytes, a diuretic and maybe a muscle relaxant.”  Misty could hardly keep her eyes open as the man undid the straps around her waist, chest and thighs. She hardly noticed as he lifted her ass off the table and placed a large diaper under her. As he taped up the straps to the diaper he said.  “With everything I put in that drink you will be asleep for a while. You're not going to have any control over your bladder soon either. And since I don't plan on letting you out of this position any time soon, I thought it best if you wore diapers. I hope you don't mind.” The man then refastened all of the straps across her chest, stomach and thighs.  The man watched as Misty's eyes closed for the last time and her bladder released, filling her diaper with hot piss. The yellow stain spreading out on the front of her diaper.  2 Misty woke four hours later. Confused and sore. As her eyes fluttered open the memories of her situation came back. She was still strapped to the same gyno chair but the feeling in her crotch was cold and wet from sleeping in her own piss. She could smell herself, the smell of sweat and pee. Her muscles ached from being held in one place for so long. And her jaw felt a little sore from the large pacifier gag. She started to test her restraints again, hoping that they would give. She so badly wanted to escape this horrible chair and the man that made her his captive.  “I see princess is awake” the man said with a grin. “How was your nap? Little girl. It looks like you pissed your diaper.”  He said as he rubbed the front of her diaper. She could feel the slipperyness of the wet diaper against her pussy as he squished it into her crotch. Just then Misty's stomach growled. She hadn't eaten for almost a day and her stomach was protesting not having any food.  “Is my baby hungry? I kind of figured you would be, so I mixed up a nice meal for you. Once I get you fed I'll change you out of that cold wet diaper.”  The man hung a large bag from the stand that had a big tube coming out the bottom of it. He hooked the end of that tube to her pacifier gag and turned the valve. Misty watched in horror as an off white paste slid down the clear plastic tube. When it reached her mouth it tasted like maple brown sugar oatmeal. After ten minutes Misty was full but the oatmeal mush kept coming. She had no choice but to keep swallowing the mush. Five minutes later and she felt like her stomach was going to burst when thankfully the mush stopped coming. She had been able to get it all down. The man swapped out bags and tubes for one filled with a milky substance. Without saying a word he opened the valve and the milky fluid ran unobstructed into her mouth. She choked for a second but regained and was able to get the bag of liquid all down. As she lay in the gyno chair she could see and feel that her flat belly was visibly distended from all of the mush and liquid. Her stomach gurgling and feeling very full.  “Good girl. You took it all” he said as he unhooked the tube.  Misty's bladder suddenly felt very full and her eyes got wide as she realized she was going to be made to piss this diaper again. She started squirming against her restraints. The man took notice and patted her diaper and said  “ Oh yeah. This drink had electrolytes, a low dose of muscle relaxants and a diuretic in it. You're gonna be pissing yourself soon. And to keep you from getting bound up I added a bulk laxative to your food. You will be using your diapers whether you want to or not.”  Misty's eyes welled up with tears at what the man just told her. This whole situation is just fucked she thought to herself. Her face got red from anger and her eyes blazed. Seeing her anger the man came over to her and started rubbing and pinching her nipples. This just infuriated her more. She thrashed as best she could but it just ended up shaking her little tits. The man cooed at her “My my baby. You are a feisty one. I have a lot in store for you today. We will see how feisty you are by tonight.”  The man kept playing with her nipples and the pressure in her bladder kept growing. Her arms and legs started to feel weak from the muscle relaxer. She soon lost the battle with her bladder. She couldn't hold it any longer and fresh hot piss flooded into her already wet diaper. When the man noticed she was peeing he started rubbing the front of her diaper.  “That's a good girl. Just let it out. Soon you won't even remember what a bathroom is for. I'm going to let you sit in it for a bit, baby. Ill get you changed shortly.”  Misty started to cry as the man walked out of the room. Thoughts running through her head. Why did I deserve this? What is he going to do to me? How bad is this going to get? Is he going to kill me? I have to find a way out of this. But how? He keeps me tied up, gagged and is using drugs on me to make me weak.  The man walked back into the room just a few minutes after leaving. He had a diaper in one hand and a pack of baby wipes in the other.  “Ok little girl. It's time to get you cleaned up and out of that soggy diaper. Those muscle relaxants should have kicked in by now so I don't expect much fight from you.” Misty could tell he was correct. Her arms and legs felt like lead and she didn't think she would have the strength to lift her head even if it wasn't strapped down to the chair.  The man unstrapped her chest, waist and thighs. He undid the tapes holding the diaper onto her and slid it out from under her. Her bare ass was set back down on a puppy pad and her pussy was on full display again. The man held up the diaper and said.  “Look at that. All of your pubic hair is now in the diaper. That cream works very very well.” He folded the diaper up and threw it in the trash. It landed with a heavy thump.  While Misty lay there too weak to fight and with her legs spread open the man wiped her now bald little pussy clean with the baby wipes. He dropped the middle out of the seat so he had better access to her small round ass. He took great care in making sure she was clean and that no trace of hair was left.  When he was finished cleaning her he lifted her ass and put the base of the seat back. He slipped a fresh diaper under her and lowered her ass into it. “ Ok baby. All cleaned up. I'm not going to tape that diaper up just yet though. I want that little pussy of yours out in the open for a bit.” The man then put the straps across her body again. But in her drug induced weakened state they didn't matter. She didn't have the strength to do anything. All Misty could do was lay in the chair and listen to her tummy gurgle from all of the mush she was forced fed.  “You have super cute nipples. And your little breasts are perfect. Has anyone ever told you?” he asked.  “And your little ass in those tight pants you had on when I spotted you. My god. I knew then that I just had to have you.” He was swirling his finger around her nipples as he said all of this. Giving them a pinch once in a while. In her relaxed state Misty knew when he pinched her nipples but there was nothing she could do.  “Here are the plans for today sweetie. That muscle relaxer is going to wear off in about 30 minutes. And I bet you're getting very uncomfortable in this chair. So I'm going to get you dressed and let you out of the chair. I have a very nice playpen to put you in so you can move around a bit.” He then put a generous amount of baby powder on Misty's crotch and taped up the diaper. He undid the straps holding her hands, arms, head, chest and waist then releasing a pin swung the whole chair into a sitting position.  He took a rubber bra out of a drawer and fastened it around her chest. Squishing her perfect little tits against her.  “This will make sense later” he said as he finished snapping the buttons. He rubbed the front of the bra and said.  “See. You can't feel that against your nipples. They are safe from anything stimulating them” He leaned Misty back into the chair and undid the straps holding holding her thighs, legs and feet.  Misty thought to herself ‘I'm free from the chair. Now if I could only move. Damnit everything feels so heavy’ The man picked Misty up and carried her over to a padded table. He grabbed a pair of footed pajamas from the shelf above and started working them onto her feet first. As he put her hands in the pajamas she could tell at the ends of each sleeve were mittens. He worked her fingers into the slots of the mittens and on the outside tightened padded cuffs around her wrists. Misty realized that he just made her hands completely useless. The thick padding wouldn't allow her to ball them into fists and the cuffs made it so she couldn't pull her hands out. Next he zipped up the front all the way to her neck. He cuffed her ankles and attached them together. Next he attached the wrist cuffs to her sides. She was now fully diapered and encased inside a tight fitting  heavy flannel sleeper. The only thing sticking out was her head and that had the large pacifier gag still strapped in her mouth.  “There. Look at you. Almost ready for some play time.” He then picked Misty up and set her down in the playpen. It was made of metal and had a top on it that he could swing open.  Misty could feel that she was regaining control of her muscles. Things didn't feel so much like lead anymore. The man knew the relaxants were wearing off.  “I have to run to the store and grab some supplies. I'll be gone for an hour or two. I know how hot that sleeper is and I don't want you to get dehydrated. So I'm going to give you another drink before I leave. And when I get back it will be time for your lunch.” Misty was thirsty. All of this sweating and peeing has made her feel a little dry. But she didn't want him giving her anything. With her gaining strength she scooted herself to the back corner of her playpen and shook her head no. Going “ugh ugh no” The man grabbed her by her hair and pulled her over to him. He looked her directly in her eyes and said “Look child.  Whatever I say is going to happen whether you want it or not. So you are going to get a drink before I leave.” With that the man let go over hair and brought out a quart sized bag of clear liquid. He attached the tube to her pacifier gag and turned the valve. Cool water rushed into her mouth faster than the previous times. She was barely able to get it down without choking. This still had a medicine taste to it but was different than the ones before. When the bag was drained she didn't feel sleepy like the other times. Or week.  The man unhooked the tube and lowered the top of the playpen. He produced a lock and secured the top. She was now not only diapered with a hard rubber bra smashing her tits and stuck in a hot flannel pajama suit but locked into a cage.  “Alright kiddo. I'll be back soon. Enjoy wetting your diaper while I'm gone. That one just had a diuretic in it. I'll turn on the tv for you.” As the man left he flipped on the TV. It wasn't regular television. It was a video he had made special for her. It was various clips of women in different bondage situations being forced to orgasm.  As Misty lay there facing away from the television but still able to hear the various toys being used and hear the grunts and groans from the women being orgasmed she kept dreaming of ways she could escape. It wasn't long and her bladder felt extremely full and she knew she was going to wet this diaper. But since she could actually squeeze her legs together she thought she could hold it off. She was wrong. Five minutes later and her bladder let go. She was uncontrollably pissing her diaper again. Misty started to cry. After the first hour her stomach started to cramp. ‘oh fuck. I'm going to shit myself’ was all she could think. The cramps kept getting worse and soon she could feel it pushing at her little anus. Misty rolled over on her stomach and tucked her knees under herself. With her ass up and her head against the floor she filled her diaper. It felt to her like it would never stop coming. It had been three days since she pooped and with the extra oatmeal the man had fed her she definitely had a lot in her. Misty hated it. And she hated him. He forced her to piss herself. Then he forced her to shit herself.  He even made her orgasm twice!! She was so upset. She started crying again. She laid down on her stomach with her face away from the television. The poor women still being given orgasms on the screen. Misty heard a man on the television say “don't worry. She just passed out from it. She will wake up in a bit. Keep fucking her” Just when she didn't think it could get worse her bladder felt full again. ‘FUCK!!!’ she screamed into her gag as she rewet her diaper for the second time in an hour. An hour or so later the man arrived home. “Baby, I'm home” the man said as he walked in the door. “Did you enjoy your television time? Oh whew, baby made a stinky” he said as he waved his hand in front of his face.  “Oh wow. What a stinker you are. Good girl. I'm so proud of you messing for the first time all on your own. I'll have to watch the tape later tonight and see how you did.” Misty just glared at him and shouted “mghfff u” into her pacifier gag.  The man unlocked her playpen and when he went to pick her up she kicked at him. He was able to easily dodge her futile attack and grabbed her by the hair pulling her to her feet and holding her arms. Misty kept struggling and thrashing. The man put an arm around her neck and started to squeeze, lifting her off the ground. Very quickly Misty saw stars and the world went black as she passed out. She awoke with a start laying on the ground.  “Now if you choose to fight me I will make it so you can't fight. I will take all muscle control from you if you keep this up. You will spend your days locked in a chair pissing yourself and watching bdsm porn. So choose your next move wisely young lady”. Tears welled up in Mistys eyes and she nodded her head. She was defeated for now. She was no match for his strength and she was incapacitated locked in this flannel and wearing a very messy diaper.   The man picked her up and laid her on the padded table. He unlocked her wrists and locked them above her head one at a time. Next he unlocked her ankles and relocked them so her legs were spread wide apart. The flannel pajamas were made in such a way that the whole bottom could be unsnapped and removed so a diaper could be changed without having to remove the rest of the pajamas. Fortunately the diaper held everything in. When the man undid the tapes holding the diaper every part of Misty was covered in shit. The man went to work with wipes cleaning her off. When he had her cleaned he slipped a new diaper under her and left it open leaving her spread and exposed.  “Look at me girl.” The man said. “I already told you what I do for work. And about a couple of the drugs I've seen come through. I have one here that I have really been wanting to try out. And now that you have completely voided your system of shit I feel comfortable trying it out. This one is a shot. In lab rats it made them orgasm. For about six hours these rats would be extremely horny and orgasm at random times. I would like to see what it does to you.”  Mistys eyes got very wide and she started shaking her head. Trying to scream into her gag.  “I'm going to leave the diaper open for a bit just to see what your little pussy and anus do. If I get bored with you I will diaper you up and put you back in the playpen for the remainder of the time this drug works on you.”  With that the man stuck a needle in Misty's thigh and injected her with the drug. The man pulled up a stool and watched Misty and her tight little body, waiting for any sign the drug was taking effect. After a few minutes Misty started squirming on the padded table. Small beads of sweat formed on her forehead and her mound. Misty started making little noises and was chewing on her gag. The squirming started to intensify and the man noticed a small stream of juice start to leak out of her little pussy. He wanted so bad to touch it. To thrust his fingers inside that wet pussy. To fuck her with everything he had. But he knew for the experiment he needed to wait. He had to see what the drug did on its own.  Soon Misty's hips started slowly thrusting up. Like she was grinding her pussy on some invisible force. Her eyes were closed tightly and her head turned to the side.  Misty could feel it just minutes after being injected. Her heart rate was up. She was feeling warm all over and her crotch started to feel extra warm and damp. She could feel the sweat on her brow and her tits trapped inside the rubber bra were soaked. Her nipples ached. She could tell they were hard as a rock but had no place to go and nothing to rub against. All she wanted was to rub and pinch her own nipples. She could feel the sweat on her hairless mound. And the slipperyness of her pussy. She knew she was leaking. She knew her juices were flowing out of her. OMG she wanted something inside her. She needed it. Without even knowing it her hips started thrusting. Misty could feel it and it felt so good. Her little ass cheeks kept slowly clenching. She was building to the largest orgasm of her life.  The man reached over and put a hand on Misty's head. Turning her to face him.  “Open your eyes. Look at me when you orgasm” Misty complied. Her mind was elsewhere though. Lost in the feelings coming from her body. Her eyes had a completely vacant look. No one was home. She was lost to the feelings the drug was producing. Her pussy getting so wet that her juices were puddling up on the diaper under her after running down her little ass crack. Sweat was now running off her forehead. Her hair was soaked. Her bellybutton just a pool of sweat.  “Come for me now, bitch” the man said through clenched teeth.  Misty's body tensed and her eyes rolled to the back of her head. Her hips left the table as she arched her back. Her pussy started pulsating and her little asshole started clenching. She was in the middle of her first drug induced orgasm. The man put a hand on her stomach and brought her back down to the table. Her eyelids kept fluttering and her hips kept thrusting out. She was biting her pacifier gag so hard the man thought she might actually be able to bite through it. Her pussy was violently contracting and she started to squirt. A small stream went flying across the room. The orgasm subsided and Misty lay there having small spasms.  “See why I put the bra on you. It would have been too much stimulation if your nipples would have been exposed.” Misty laid like that, taking deep breaths with that far away look in her eyes for five minutes before her vision cleared and her breathing started to return to normal.  “That was an intense orgasm, little one. I hope you liked it because I think there will be more.” Misty's mind was spent and in shock from what just happened to her. That was the most intense thing she had ever felt. The sweat on her body cooling was giving her goose bumps. She could still feel her nipples wanting to escape their rubber prison, she just wanted them rubbed and pinched. Her clit was still throbbing from the orgasm. Her mind started replaying the sounds of those women in bondage she heard earlier. The soft moans and intense grunts. She wondered if they felt anything even remotely like she had just felt. She wondered if being tied down and having a vibrator held against her would give her the same pleasure. Misty realized she had started slowly thrusting her hips again.  ‘oh my God I am so fucking horny’ she thought.  The man watched as Misty's eyes looked around without really seeing anything. He could tell she was in her own world. He saw the goose bumps start appearing on her skin and turned the temp up in the room a couple of degrees. He watched as her arms pulled against the restraints and her hips start thrusting again. Her little round ass cheeks clenching as she thrust upward each time. The man quickly undressed and climbed on top of the table. As he positioned himself over her he could tell she had no clue he was even there. He eased his member towards her sopping wet pussy and with very little resistance slid himself inside of her. She was so tight. But her natural fluids were more than enough lube. He pushed all the way inside her and just held it as deep as he could. She was doing all the work. Thrusting her hips and clenching her ass. He put his weight against her hips. Making it difficult for her to thrust and changing it to where just her little wet pussy was doing the work. Within seconds her body spasmed and he could feel her pussy start to violently contract. Squeezing his member. It was like her pussy was trying to drain his dick. It was the tightest thing he had ever felt. Misty started to whine and then grunt as another orgasm wracked her body. She pulled at her restraints and pumped her legs. Every pump just felt to him like she was pulling him deeper into her pussy. Her body finally stiffened and her eyes rolled back into her head again. She bit down on her gag and started a series of guttural grunts. The man could feel her pussy gripping him harder and harder until it was too much for him and he came deep inside of her. He had to stay inside her until he finally softened enough to slip out. Her little pussy had such a tight grip on him. Misty was still tense from her orgasm and finally let out a small moan and then went limp. Her body giving out from the intensity of the orgasm. Misty passed out.  The man climbed off the table and left her to go clean himself up and put his clothes back on.  When he came back a half hour later Misty was in the throes of another orgasm. Less intense than the first ones but still enough to cause her to pull at her restraints and leave a puddle inside the diaper positioned under her. When the man inspected the diaper it had a lot of her juices mixed with his cum. He thought to himself ‘why waste a diaper?’ and taped the diaper up encasing that sopping wet pussy and round ass inside a tight diaper.  He put the flap of her pajamas back down and buttoned them up. He unclasped her ankle restraints and locked her ankles together again. He took her wrist restraints and clasped them back to her sides. The man picked her up and laid her down in her playpen, closing and locking the top.  He then went and sat in a comfortable chair to watch her and eat a sandwich.  Misty could tell the orgasms were subsiding some. She kind of knew what was going on around her. She could feel her diaper being taped up and her hands and ankles being restrained like they were before. She was still having flashes of thoughts of women being bound and orgasmed. Her nipples ached so badly. ‘please let them out and suck on them’ she thought. She could feel the man pick her up and knew she was laid down in the playpen again. She heard the top close and the lock click. ‘I'm still so horny’ she thought to herself. But she knew if she didn't fight it she was going to have another orgasm again. And soon. She was so tired though. ‘Sleep. Sleep would be good’ she thought. She closed her eyes and tried to push all thoughts of sex out of her mind. Maybe if she slept the drug wouldn't affect her. Misty soon fell into a fitful sleep. Dreams of women moaning and being vibrated. Dreams of her nipples being sucked on and her little pussy being rubbed.  The man watched all of this from his chair. He could tell from her breathing that she had fallen asleep. She made little noises and moans as she slept, she had rolled onto her stomach. She was sweating from the heat in the room and the flannel pajamas. He turned the heat back down a few degrees. As he sat there watching her sleep he noticed ever so slightly that she was moving her hips.  ‘Getting ready for a wet dream aren't you girlie’ he said to himself. The man sat forward in his chair watching Misty have an orgasm in her sleep. It wasn't as intense as the others. He could tell her breathing was quickening, he could see her eyes moving behind her eyelids and he could see the pace that her hips didn't gain speed but gained intensity. She was thrusting slowly and  clenching her ass as she did. It wasn't long and her body tensed up and her eyelids fluttered open ever so slightly, just enough to show white and a soft moan escaped from around her gag. After that her body relaxed and her breathing slowed down. For the next three hours Misty slept and about every 40 minutes she had another wet dream like the first one. Eyes fluttering, hips slowly grinding, her body tensing up and a soft moan escaping before relaxing back into sleep.  Misty woke up with a start. She immediately tugged at her restraints and made lots of mmfhh and uhhhgg noises. She rolled around in her playpen trying to break free from her restraints. She kicked at the bars.  The man stood up from his chair.  “That's enough young lady”  “Ffghhhggg uuuu” she shouted into her gag. Her hair already starting to get matted with sweat again.  “Oh you're hungry. That's right I forgot your lunch. I apologize, I was very excited to try that drug on you. Let me get you set back in your chair.” With that the man unlocked her cage and picked her up. He carried her over to the gyno chair and plopped her down into it. He put the belts across her chest, head and stomach. He then undid her wrist restraints and put the straps across her arms and hands. Lastly he undid her ankles and put her legs into the stirrups and strapped her thighs and feet.  “Before we get too far I want to see how wet you made your diaper with your own juices.” The man unsnapped the front of her pajamas exposing her diaper. He then undid the tapes holding her diaper and pulled down the front. Her little pussy was red and puffy from being so excited for so long. Her little clit was still rock hard and poking out. Her pussy looked as though it was sitting in a huge wad of snot. The man reached down and slid a finger along the opening of her pussy up to her clit, her pussy juice attached to his finger, sticky and wet. Misty let out a long moan and involuntarily tried to push her vagina closer to his finger. When his finger reached her clit her breathing immediately quickened and her pussy started leaking. She was going to have another orgasm. She started pulling against her restraints, her body wanting to move and be free. But she was held tight. The man rubbed her engorged clit until she started moaning and grunting. Soon her little asshole started clenching and her pussy started contracting. She bit down on her gag and as her eyes rolled back her pussy shot out another large amount of juice into her waiting diaper.  “Another good orgasm for the little girl. Now let's get you fed. I bet you're starving.”  The man taped her diaper back up but left the flap to the pajamas down. He brought in two quart bags of liquid and a large bag filled with that same mush she had in the morning.  “Ok sweetie. With all of the sweating and leaking you are doing I think you need some extra fluids.”  He hooked the first bag of fluid up to her pacifier and turned the valve. Misty greedily drank the whole bag down. Barely tasting the muscle relaxer and diuretics. Once that bag was done he hooked up the large tube with the mush and turned the valve.  Misty felt like she was starving and started sucking the mush through the tube faster.  ‘Im so hungry’ she thought to herself. After ten minutes the bag was almost empty and since Misty wasn't distracted by her thoughts of hunger and thirst she noticed her pussy felt like it was on fire. ‘fuck. I'm horny as fuck again. Not another orgasm’.  Since she was restrained so tightly and her legs were wide open she wasn't able to rub herself like when her ankles were tied together. She just had to let the feeling build until it pushed her over the edge and she came. Misty finished sucking the mush from the tube. Her belly was so full and her bladder started feeling full as well. She was getting closer to orgasm, she tried flexing and moving her hips. She was so close.  The man walked in without her noticing. He took a seat to watch the show she was putting on. Her eyes held tightly shut. Large feeding tube is empty but she is still sucking on the pacifier. The very subtle hip movement she is getting from flexing against her restraints. The slightly distended belly from the large amount of mush and liquid she just took in. Her breathing quickening, sweat beads forming on her brow. And suddenly her body tenses as her nostrils flare while trying to get enough air. She's having another orgasm. Squirting her juice into her open diaper again. Misty slowly opens her eyes and sees the man sitting in the chair watching her. She blushes just as her bladder lets go, flooding the open diaper with hot piss. The man looks at her, a grin on his face. “That was quite the show, little girl. You have one more bag of liquid to get down. Hopefully you have room.” The man taped up her wet cummy diaper and hooked up the last bag. Misty didn't want it. She was full. Her tummy hurt and her bladder was aching again. Tears welled up in her eyes and the man paused.  “What is it, little one? You don't want more liquids? You need them though. Does your tummy hurt? I'll rub it a little. Maybe that will make it feel better”. The man reached his hand down to Misty's belly and slowly rubbed her belly. Misty did find that it relieved some of the pain. She let out a soft sigh and closed her eyes. His hand kept lightly rubbing her belly and her sighs grew longer. The man's hand then went inside her wet diaper. He gently caressed her swollen clit. Misty's eyes immediately shot open. “Plssh, don't” misty said through her gag. The man just looked into her eyes and slid two fingers inside her sopping pussy. Misty immediately let out a moan and involuntarily clenched her pussy around his thrusting fingers. Misty thought she was going to lose her mind. Strapped to a chair. Sitting in a wet diaper. She has had more orgasms in five hours than she has ever had in her entire life. The man started rubbing her clit with his thumb while working his fingers in and out of her wet pussy. Misty's breath quickened and he whispered in her ear “come for me baby”. Misty had no control. She obeyed him and came on his thrusting fingers immediately.  “Good girl” he whispered in her ear as he pulled his fingers out of her and removed his hand from her diaper. He reached up and turned the valve to the last bag. Water flooded into Misty's mouth.  “Enjoy little girl, this one has a heavy sedative and an extra laxative in it. You will be asleep soon. For at least 10 hours. You will spend the night wetting and messing this diaper. And who knows maybe a couple of nice wet dreams. The orgasm drug shouldn't wear off for at least another hour.”  Misty's eyes started to grow heavy just as the bag finished draining into her pacifier gag. She could feel herself slipping into sleep. The last thing she saw and felt was the man slipping his hand back into her diaper.  3 Misty slowly woke up. The lights dim in the room. She was back in the playpen. The gag still strapped in her mouth. She could feel the diaper clinging to her cold and sticky. It felt very heavy. She could tell she must have messed in it at some point while sleeping. The diuretics and laxatives definitely did their job on her. She was hot, she felt like she was trapped in a swamp in the flannel jumper. Her hands felt greasy inside the mittens. The restricting rubber bra was gone though. What a relief, it was so tight and hot. That was the only good thing she could think of. Then she noticed the itching. Her little ass cheeks felt raw and her pussy felt like someone rubbed stinging nettles on it. It must have been from laying in her own waste for so long she thought. Her mouth felt dry and her stomach started growling. She was thirsty and hungry. The events from yesterday had really taken a toll on her. She needed water. Lots of it. And food.  Misty lay there awake for what seemed to her as an eternity. In reality it was only ten minutes. She couldn't scratch any itch. Ass and pussy on fire from an obvious rash, her mouth dry and stomach making noises louder than she had ever heard.  The man was watching her through the cameras he had set up around the room. He had watched her off and on last night as well. The sedative worked very well. She slept very hard and right through the multiple wettings and messings. She had moved very little in her drug induced slumber. Shortly after she fell asleep he thought she had another wet dream. But he couldn't be sure. Her diaper and pussy were already so wet that the mess of a new orgasm just blended in with everything else. He knew the first time she messed when she spread her knees apart and pulled her feet up towards her body. Shortly after her cute face contorted a bit and he heard a little fart and then the sound of the diaper being filled.  “I better go take care of her. She probably has a hellacious rash by now” he said to himself.  As the man walked into the room and brightened the lights Misty looked at him. Fire in her eyes. She hated him. She wanted to kill him for what he's doing to her. She started struggling against her restraints.  “Now knock it off little girl. We have already established who is in control. There is nothing you can do about your situation, so you need to just accept it. Things will go easier for you if you do.” Misty thought about what the man said. ‘Maybe if I comply he will give me more freedom and when the time is right I can break free. That's it!! I will earn his trust. I will wait for my moment, then strike’. Misty let the fire in her eyes die out. The man noticed and said “good. Maybe I am getting through that head of yours. Let's get you cleaned up.”  The man unlocked the top of her playpen and lifted her out. He carried her to the padded table and laid her down he unclipped her wrists and ankles and reattached them to the table. With her hands above her head and her legs spread wide he then placed a 1 liter water bag on the stand and hooked the hose to her gag.  “I know you're dry, sweetie, so while I change you I'm going to give you a drink.”  With that he turned the valve. The cool solution flowed into her mouth and she started drinking it down.  The man went to work unbuttoning the flap and exposing her very wet and messy diaper. He opened her diaper and began wiping the mess off her little red pussy. He used cooling wipes so it wouldn't be quite as painful. When she was all clean he placed a new puppy pad under her but not a diaper.   Misty was halfway through the bag when she noticed her arms and legs started to feel heavy.  ‘He’s drugging me again, fuck.’ she thought to herself.  The man disappeared behind her for a minute, she could hear him grabbing bottles and things before reappearing beside her, holding a tube of cream.  “That rash you have is pretty nasty, fortunately my company developed a new diaper rash ointment last year. It's not on the market yet. But it works very well. It will repair a rash in minutes.” The man squirted a healthy amount of ointment onto his fingers and began carefully applying it to Misty's ass, inner thighs and pussy. His large fingers caressed and explored every fold of her pussy and every part of her little ass. Misty initially winced at the touch. Everything down there burned. But soon the burning was gone. The tenderness went away and her bottom felt good. The cream worked as the man said. When he finished rubbing the cream on her he stepped away to wash his hands. Misty looked up at the bag and saw it was almost empty.  ‘good’ she thought. ‘im getting very full’ Once the man finished washing his hands he stepped beside her again just as the bag emptied the last of the solution into Misty's mouth.  “Baby took it all” he exclaimed as he pinched her cheek. “Good job baby. You're probably feeling the effects of this one by now. I didn't add a diuretic, but I did add a strong muscle relaxer and some extra electrolytes. It's time for baby to get a bath. You smell like stale sweat and urine.” The man started by unlatching the pacifier gag and carefully removing it from her mouth. He next unzipped her flannel pajamas and undid her wrist cuffs and pulled her hands out of her mittens. He finally unlatched her ankles and pulled her legs out of the pajamas. Misty was now laying completely naked on the padded table. Muscles too weak for her to even lift an arm. Much less fight him.  “You stay here baby. I'm going to start the bath.” Misty lay there, unable to move as she heard water running. ‘What the fuck. When am I getting an opportunity? Damn I'm cold. Damn I do stink. All the water and I can feel my bladder is starting to fill up.’ The water shut off. The man came in and picked her up and carried her into the bathroom. He set her down in the shallow bath water. It was warm and felt so good against her ass and back. He took the sprayer nozzle and started at her feet. Slowly working his way up her body wetting her with the warm water. When he got to her waist he turned off the sprayer and grabbed a cloth and a bar of soap. He started at her feet and lightly scrubbed her with the soapy cloth. When he got to her crotch he went over her thoroughly. Making sure every nook and cranny was well soaped and scrubbed. He paid special attention to her little asshole. Even rubbing a large finger against the opening until finally pushing his finger inside to his second knuckle.  Misty's breath quickened as his finger went inside her ass. He continued soaping her down with his left hand as his right hand cupped her little pussy and his middle finger stayed inside her ass. His left hand kept soaping up her stomach and breasts. The tops of her shoulders and worked his way down each arm.  The bathwater had started to cool some and goose bumps started appearing on Misty's body. She was soapy from shoulders to toes and the man was still cupping her pussy and his finger was still inside her ass. He had been slowly wiggling his finger in her ass when she started to shiver.  The man removed his finger and grabbed the spray nozzle. He started at her shoulders and carefully sprayed off the soap with the nice warm water.  Misty's bladder was aching. Even though he hadn't added the diuretic it was a lot of fluid at one time and she had to pee. Misty relaxed her bladder and let out a stream of piss. The man took notice and said. “That's my good girl. Get it out. I'll rinse you off and add some new water.” Misty felt shame and humiliation. Laying in this tub getting washed with a finger in her ass, then having to openly piss in front of her captor while being told how she's a good girl.  The man sprayed her down again and leaned her forward, her chin resting against her chest, unable to hold her head up. He soaped up her back and sprayed it off with the warm water. He leaned her back and started carefully soaping her hair and washing her face. As he rinsed off her head he pinched her little nipples, making them hard.  “Look at that. Babies' nipples are hard. Are you horny baby?” “Please don't” Misty said. Able to finally say something without the gag in her mouth.  “But you have hard nipples baby. Let me take care of that for you then I'll get you fed”.  The man grabbed her legs and swung them over each side of the tub, exposing her pussy and asshole. He then grabbed a couple items off the shelf behind him. As he held them up for her to see he said.  “This is a vibrating butt plug. And this is lube. Let's see if this helps with your obvious hornyness.” The man put a large amount of lube on the plug and held it against Misty's ass. He slowly put pressure against it as he twisted. Misty's face got red and her breathing quickened.  “No. Please stop. I'm not horny. I don't want this” she cried. Tears welling up in her eyes. “Don't worry baby. It's almost in. You will like what it does. I promise”.  With that Misty felt the plug slip the rest of the way inside her ass.  “Good girl!!! It's in. See that wasn't so bad. Now before I turn it on let me get the rest” The man spun around and grabbed a dildo off the shelf. It wasn't large but it had a cupped area on the base.  “I think you will like this one. It's only three inches long and doesn't have much girth. But that's so it can fit all the way inside that little pussy of yours. It even has a special piece that snuggles right up to your clit. The best part though is that everything vibrates.” The man put lube on the vibrating dildo and carefully inserted it inside Misty's pussy. He slowly twisted and worked it back and forth. Making sure the lube coated everything very well.  Misty was mortified at this intrusion. Her face and ears burning red.  “You son of a bitch” she yelled. “Get these out of me!! Leave me alone!!” The man let go of the dildo in her pussy and slapped her across the face. When he slapped her the dildo fell out of her and into the bathwater.  “If you don't stop I will gag you again. I took it out to be nice and give your mouth a break from that intrusion. You know what. Fuck this. The gag is going back in.”  The man stood up and reached for the gag.  “Please. No gag. I'll stop I promise. I'll be good. I won't say anything else. I promise. Please!!!” Misty begged.  The man turned and looked at her. “Fine. No gag for now. But one slip and it's going back immediately”.  The man knelt down beside her and picked the dildo out of the bathwater. He wiped it off and reapplied lube. He wasn't as gentle this time putting it back in though. Misty grunted and even though the muscle relaxers had sapped her strength she still managed to twitch a bit.  As his right hand held the dildo in place and with the plug firmly wedged in her tight asshole the man turned on the vibrating function of the plug.  Misty had never felt a vibrator before, much less one that vibrated her ass. She could feel her sphincter tighten around the plug, like her ass was trying to suck it the rest of the way in.  A soft moan escaped her lips as her eyes partially closed. The man then turned on the vibrator in her pussy and against her clit.  “Oh fuuuckkk”. Misty grunted out.  In her weakened state she couldn't fuck them. Her body wanted to. The feeling was too much. The man reached up and started playing with her breasts. Cupping and lightly squeezing them. Pinching and rubbing her nipples.  Misty was in ecstasy. The feeling of being filled in both her holes.  The vibrations and her small breasts and nipples being played with. It wasn't long and she was having an orgasm. She clenched her teeth together and as the first orgasm ripped through her body she held her eyes closed.  The man was pinching her nipples. He could feel her pussy start to contract and try to push the dildo out of her. He held it firmly in place. The first orgasm finished and the man stopped playing with her breasts but kept the dildo in her pussy and the plug in her ass. Both vibrating away. He grabbed her hair and turned her face towards him.  “Open your eyes, Bitch. Look at me”.  Misty did as she was told. The man had her hair held tightly in his hand. He was pressing the dildo into her pussy. Her breathing started to quicken again and her chest was flushed red.  “Say, I am yours”.  Misty just looked at him. Her eyes burning.  “Say it or things are going to get difficult”. The man could feel she was close to orgasm again. He could tell her little pussy had clamped down on the dildo and the plug in her ass was still vibrating away.  “Say it” Misty could feel the orgasm coming. Her breathing started to get heavy. Her pussy was on fire. It felt so fucking good. Being filled like this. Being vibrated and having no control. She met the man's eyes. They were pretty blue, she thought to herself.  “I am yours” she weakly said as the feelings became too much. Her eyes glazed over and got that far away look as the second orgasm took her. Misty's eyes started to roll as she clenched her teeth. Her nostrils flared as her little asshole pushed the plug out and her tight pussy started pushing against the dildo. Her eyes rolled and her body weakly spasmed for almost 30 seconds.  “Good girl” the man said as he let go of her head and pulled the vibrator out of her pussy. He turned off the dildo and grabbed the plug that was still vibrating in the bathwater. He turned it off and went to the sink and washed them both, setting them on the shelf to dry.  Misty was physically spent. Laying in the cooling bathtub water, she wanted a nap, but her stomach started to growl.  “I know, baby. You need to eat. I'll get you dressed in just a few minutes and get some food in you.”  The man left her in the tub while he placed a new set of pajamas on the padded bench. He grabbed a new pacifier gag and laid it out and hung a new very large bag of mush onto the stand.  “Ok, sweet girl. Let's get you dry and in your diaper and jammies.” He said as he picked her up out of the bathtub. The man laid a towel across his lap as he sat down. And with ease he set her down on top of the towel. Her neck and head were still weak from the muscle relaxer but some of her control was returning. She could hold her head up with effort. The man grabbed another towel and started gently drying off her body. Going over her perky tits and getting under her arms. The fluffy towel felt good to Misty. The man dried off her legs and back. He spent some time making sure her pussy and ass were well dried. He carried her over to the padded table and laid her down on top of the open pajamas. With her head supported he started combing and drying her hair. It was a tangled mess from the past couple days and it took a lot to get through it.  Misty was mostly quiet through the whole ordeal. Letting out a whimper when he pulled too hard on the brush. When he finished he put her hair in two pigtails and tied it with a couple of small rubber bands.  “There. That should keep your hair from becoming messy. And don't you look cute with those pigtails.” Misty just let out a “umph” she didn't like it and wanted so badly to cuss and scream at him. But her cheek still burned a little from the slap earlier. A reminder to watch what she said.  The man walked to the side of her and scooted her ass to a better position then lifted her and placed another large diaper under her. This time he taped it up immediately. He grabbed her legs and stuffed them into the pajamas and put the cuffs back on her ankles. He then grabbed her arms and one at a time  put them through the sleeves making sure to get her fingers into the thick mittens and attaching the cuffs to keep them in place. Lastly he zipped up the sleeper. Misty was again diapered and encased in her tight fitting pajamas. He picked her up and took her to the gyno chair again. Setting her down and one at a time placed her legs in the stirrups strapping her down as he went. Feet, thighs, stomach, chest, arms and wrists. He grabbed the pacifier gag off the table and said. “Open up baby” Misty didn't want to comply. She held her mouth closed. The man grabbed a tit and finding her nipple started to pinch until Misty yelled out “ok, ok…” the man cut her off by shoving the pacifier in her open mouth. He secured it behind her head with the strap. Next he brought the chair strap around her forehead and hooked it into place.  Misty was now totally immobile again. Even though the muscle relaxant was wearing off and she could feel her strength returning she was secured in place by these evil damn straps. Misty's stomach let out another growl. She was famished. The water she had earlier only kept the hunger away for so long. Speaking of water she was feeling a slight urge to pee again. With no diuretic it was going to be up to her when she wanted to pee. She took satisfaction in the idea that she could pee when she wanted to for a change instead of when he made her. It was a small thing she had temporary control over.  The man took the large tube and attached it to her gag.  “Dinners ready. Get it while it's hot” he said as he turned the valve. The warm liquidy mush ran down the tube to her unobstructed throat. Misty was so hungry again. She started sucking it down. After ten minutes she felt very full. But there was a lot left. ‘He must have put more in it than before’ she thought as the mush kept coming. Misty didn't know how she got it all down but after 20 minutes the mush finally ran out. The man noticed the empty bag and swapped out tubes for a small bag of liquid. This liquid was bright yellow instead of clear or milky.  Misty didn't know how she could drink anything with as full as she felt. The extra food in her tummy was making her bladder ache and start to protest. She knew she was going to have to pee soon. She started thinking maybe not having control was better. Now she has to consciously make herself go pee instead of it happening against her will.  Misty started to relax her bladder a bit. ‘maybe I can just let a little out’ she thought to herself.  The man could see in Misty's face that she was struggling with her bladder. He hadn't given her any diuretics just to see what her reaction would be to having to piss herself on her own. He took great pleasure in seeing this girl struggle.  When Misty started to pee it was like opening a flood gate. Her bladder was so full she couldn't stop it. Hot piss flooded into her diaper. Her face and ears turned red at the embarrassment of pissing herself.  The man patted her on the head. “Good girl. You did very well. Don't worry. In time you won't even have to think about it. You will just pee whenever you need to.”  Misty was so humiliated. Legs spread wide in a gyno chair and pissing in a diaper. Misty started to cry. Tears streamed down her face.  “Awe. It's ok baby. Let's get this last drink in you then I'll put you in your playpen for a bit. It's been a long morning and maybe some television and a nap is what you need.” The man turned the valve on the yellow liquid and it rushed into Misty's awaiting throat. It was only a quart so it wasn't bad and it tasted like lemonade. What the man did not tell her was this had another laxative in it as well as a stimulant. Misty was not going to get any sleep for the next few hours and would have a very soiled diaper soon.  When the bag was empty the man removed the tube and unstrapped Misty's restraints. She could tell that her strength was coming back. And she was feeling slightly wired. Like she just drank a bunch of coffee. The man locked her wrists to her side again and locked her ankles together. He picked her up and laid her on her back in the playpen. He reached a hand to her belly and started tickling her. Misty started to wiggle and laugh at it. The man grabbed a small vibrator and unsnapped the front of her pajamas and slid it and his hand inside her diaper. He flicked on the vibrator and placed it against her little clit.  Misty's eyes widened at the intrusion. She started making noises into her gag. “Mmphh, ughh, uhhhh” Misty started wiggling and trying to get her hips out of his reach but the man held the vibrator firmly against her clit. Misty tried squeezing her legs together to make it harder for his hand to fit, but the man grabbed her ankles with his left hand and pulled them closer to her, effectively spreading her legs. Giving him full access. Misty started bucking her hips in the hopes of getting the vibrator off her pussy. All it did was make it more intense. Soon her bucking turned into a rhythmic thrust and she was grinding against the man's hand and vibrator. “Good girl. Come for me baby”.  Misty couldn't help it. She was soon too close to orgasm to stop it. His hand was firmly held against her pussy and the small vibrator was pressed against her clit. There was no escape. Misty's breathing grew rapid again. Her hips kept thrusting up putting even more pressure on her clit. Her body tensed and her little pussy started contracting, she squirted into the man's hand as the orgasm took her.  Misty's body relaxed and the man pulled his hand and the vibrator out of her diaper. He showed Misty the juices that were on his hand. He wiped it under her nose. “Smell yourself little slut.” He said to her as she lay there in a wet diaper all sweaty and breathing heavily from the exertion. The man buttoned up the front of her pajamas and turned on the television. It was the same as before. Women in bondage being orgasmed. Moans, grunts and screams coming from their gagged mouths.  Misty started to cry. ‘Am I reduced to this? A baby? A slut that orgasms whenever he wants? A plaything? Oh what I wouldn't give to be back at the orphanage’ she thought to herself.  Misty lay there wanting to sleep but her body felt like she needed to jog. She was wide awake just laying there. Unable to do anything but roll around. Misty started pumping her legs, she would bring her tied ankles up to her crotch then straighten them back out. She could hear the diaper crinkling as it flexed out with her hips and squished back together when she straightened her legs. She hated that sound, but had to move. She started to shrug her shoulders and move her head around. As her shoulders moved it rubbed the flannel against her little nipples, making them hard. It wasn't long and she had worked up a sweat. Almost an hour passed and she heard her stomach make a long gurgle sound, her stomach cramped and it felt like a 20 pound weight hit her anus from the inside. ‘oh great’ she thought. ‘now I'm going to shit my diaper again’ Misty was still laying on her back, she didn't want to sit in what she was about to do so she rolled onto her stomach and tucked her knees under her again, raising her ass up in the air and her shoulders against the ground. Misty gave a little push and the mess inside of her started coming out as a soft pudding like texture. It kept coming. She didn't know how long she pushed but she could feel the diaper sagging low towards her crotch. When she thought it was all out she spread her knees and lowered herself a little, taking the pressure off of her shoulders and trying to keep most of the mess hanging below her crotch. She didn't know how long until the man came back but she knew she didn't want this mess squished around her like the last time.  The man watched her on his camera from the comfort of his easy chair. He found her restlessness amusing and when she rolled over and stuck that cute diapered ass of hers in the air he knew what was about to happen. He turned up the volume and watched intently as the girl filled her diaper. He could hear the mush and the little farts as well as the crinkling of the diaper as it was filled. He saw her relax after some time and figured she was finished. She took up a position so as not to spread the mess too much. “Good thinking, little girl. But I want you messy”. He said to the television as he stood up.  The man came into Misty's room and opened the top of the cage. He reached down and grabbed her ankles and pulled them straight back, flattening her out on her tummy. He then gave a couple good smacks to her padded ass and rubbed her diaper. He grabbed her arm and rolled her over. He held her down with his left hand on her chest and started patting and rubbing the crotch of her diaper, making sure the mess went everywhere inside the tight diaper.  “I'm going to give you another hour of playtime little girl. Make the most of it.” Misty laid in her playpen prison on her back. The sticky warm mess now spread everywhere inside her soaked diaper. Her body was still pinging like she was super caffeinated. Tears welled up in her eyes and she started to sob. Misty started to cry uncontrollably. Tears streamed down her face. She rolled side to side. Her body stuck in its flannel prison. She started thrashing against her restraints and screaming into her gag. Kicking her legs as best she could. The whole time feeling the messy and soaked diaper cling to her. She could feel the mess squishing against her ass and pussy and it just infuriated her more. She started to sweat from the exertion. After ten minutes of thrashing and crying she was a total mess. Her eyes puffy and red from crying. Her hair matted and damp from sweat. It felt like a sauna inside her flannel prison.  Misty lay still for the first time. Her eyes vacantly staring up. No thoughts in her mind. Her breathing calmed as she lay there. Her bladder let go without her even noticing. Adding even more to the already extremely wet and messy diaper. Something had finally snapped. Misty was defeated.  For the moment.  The man watched her from the other side of the room. ‘Let her get it out, she's about to break’ he thought to himself. He had seen this happen before. Their young minds can only handle so much humiliation and discomfort. They all get to the same point mentally. He thought this one would put up more of a fight than this.  ‘I bet this is a temporary break. She has more resilience than this. I'll have to see how the next couple days go. I think it's time to take more away from her to test her limits a bit’ he thought.  The man stepped out of the room and left the poor girl laying in her defeated state.  Misty laid there for two more hours. Barely noticing the diaper growing cold and the rash starting to form. Her eyes vacantly staring at the ceiling.  The man walked over and undid the lock to her playpen. He swung open the top and reached down, gently lifting the girl out of the cage. Her eyes still held that vacant look and she was limp in his arms. He set her on the padded table and relocked her wrists and ankles to the table. He unbuttoned the flannel flap and exposed her very stained diaper. The man untapped her soiled diaper and went to work cleaning her up with the cooling wipes. He could see a rash had started on her ass and pussy. The redness and bumps looked painful, but Misty didn't seem to notice. He placed a new diaper under her and grabbed the tube of ointment and placed a generous glob of it on his fingers. He started rubbing it onto her bald pussy and ass. He noticed an ever so slight catch in her breath when he first started rubbing. As he kept working the lotion into her pussy he could hear her breathing start to quicken. Soon her little ass checks started clenching, pushing her pussy upwards.  Even in her vacant eyed mindless state her body would betray her. The man kept methodically and slowly rubbing her pussy. Her hips kept flexing up and down. He adjusted his thumb over the top of her clit and ran his pointer finger and his middle finger down the opening of her little slit. He positioned his pointer finger over the opening to her pussy and his middle finger pressed against her tight little asshole. With the slight pressure applied to all three spots her little body tensed. The man slowly pushed his two fingers inside her holes. He flexed and wiggled them until they were as deep as they would go. Misty's body tensed even more. Her breathing picked up speed. Her nostrils trying to suck in more air. The man worked his fingers in and out while rubbing her clit with his thumb. Misty's breath caught as her body tensed again. Her little asshole and pussy contracting and squeezing the man's fingers. Her clit fully engorged and throbbing against the man's thumb. Misty's back arched, pushing her little tits tighter against the flannel, her nipples so hard they showed through the heavy fabric and her eyes rolled. Guttural sounds came from her throat through the gag. Her mind vacant but her body giving in to a primal forced orgasm. After almost a minute her body collapsed back onto the table, limp and breathing shallow she lay there. The man slid his fingers out of her spent holes. His pointer finger slick and wet with her juice. The man watched as a sticky line of cum leaked out of her pussy onto the diaper.  “That's my good girl” he said as he rubbed her head. Her eyes still in a far away land. Not even registering him. The man put a generous amount of powder on her crotch and taped up her diaper. He refastened the front of the pajamas and relocked her wrists to her side and ankles together. He picked her up and placed her back in the playpen. The man grabbed a syringe off the table behind him.  “I don't know if you can even understand what I'm saying right now. But this shot is going to help you sleep for a few hours. Maybe when you wake up you will have your mind back”. With that the man carefully stuck the needle in her arm and injected her with the sedative. Within seconds Misty's eyes fluttered closed and her breathing slowed. She was out.  Misty slowly woke up. Her eyes not wanting to open all the way. Her mind was cloudy. She felt like she was coming out of anesthesia. She was hot. She started to wiggle a bit, confused and alarmed that she couldn't move much. She started thrashing against her restraints, tugging and pulling, kicking her legs that were joined at the ankles. The memories of her predicament came back to her.  ‘Fuck, I'm still trapped in this.’  She tried to remember what happened. She could remember being laid down and unable to sleep. She remembered being so pissed off she couldn't see straight. And she remembered soiling herself. That's what set her off. Being forced to shit in a diaper again. But after that her memory was blank. She didn't remember being changed. And she didn't remember falling asleep.  ‘How long have I been out, minutes? Hours, oh God days!!???’ she thought to herself.   With some effort Misty calmed herself. She needed to take stock in her situation.  ‘My hands are still in mittens and still locked to my sides. I'm obviously in those heavy pajamas and this horrible gag is still in my mouth. My ankles are still attached to each other. Diaper. Yes I still have a diaper on, but it's dry. Thank whatever God there is that I didn't piss in it while I was out. My mouth is dry. How long has it been since I've been forced to drink? I don't feel like I have to pee. Or eat anything for that matter.’ Misty thought as her stomach started to growl again.  ‘Damn. If my stomach is growling he is probably going to force more of that sweet tasting mush in me’.  Misty laid there, awake and wondering while the man watched her through the camera.  “Great!” The man exclaimed to himself. “Time for the next step”. He got out of his easy chair and walked towards her room.  “I was wondering how long you would be out, you big sleepyhead” the man said as he entered the room. He unlocked her pen and lifted the lid. Looking down and smiling at the girl he reached down and tussled her hair. “We have a lot to get done this evening little girl. Let's get you out of there and get started, shall we?” The man picked her up and carried her to the gyno chair. Setting her gently into it. Again he started at her ankles putting them in the stirrups and strapping them in place. He then moved to her arms and strapped them in as well as strapping her head to the chair.  “Let's see. Did my girl wet herself during her nap?” He said as he unsnapped the flap of the pajamas and removed it. The dry diaper crinkled as he placed his hand against it and squeezed. “My my, aren't you a big girl. A dry diaper. We will fix that child. In a few minutes you won't ever have to worry about a dry diaper again.” The man said with a grin.  Misty's eyes grew wide and she started making noises into her gag. ‘What the fuck is he going to do to me now!!’ she thought.  “Oh stop it. You have nothing to worry about” he said. “ It's going to be totally painless. You will still have some control and I can reverse it if I ever want” He partially lied to her. Painless, yes. Reversible, no.  The man held up a small round rod about 15 inches long with a round tip. “This little rod was invented to help people with bladder issues. It gets inserted into the urethra until it reaches the bladder. Then on the back of it these two little wires are attached to this machine. Kind of like an electrode. Once the rod is in place the machine gets turned on and it is supposed to strengthen the muscles, giving the person greater control so they don't wet themselves. In testing though we found that if the polarity was reversed it actually weakens the muscles. We found that each minute of on time weakens or strengthens the muscle by 10 percent. And every extra minute it is on adds or takes away an additional 10 percent.”  The man patted her on the head and rubbed her cheek. “See, not permanent. All I have to do is reverse the wires and you will have your control back.” He lied to her. The machine failed testing. It only took away strength. The scientists could never get it to add strength.  “Let's get started” he said as he untapped her diaper and exposed her powdered little pussy. He left the diaper open and strapped her chest, stomach and thighs. He tightened the stomach and thigh straps extra tight, he didn't want her moving for this.  The man lubed up the rod and spread her pussy with his thumb and two fingers. He aimed the rod for her urethra and gently slid it in the little hole. With the efficiency of a skilled nurse he gently inserted the rod until it reached her bladder.  “Look at that little girl. All in on the first try. You would think I've done this before.” The man said with arrogance. “Let's turn the machine on and set the timer. You're going to feel a slight tingling for a while as the machine sends the pulses down the rod. I've been told it's almost like a weird tickle”. The man programmed the machine and red LED lights came on. 10.00 displayed on the machine. He looked her in the eyes for a few seconds and held his finger over the start button.  Misty saw the timer start at 10.00 instead of 05.00.  ‘WTF!!’ she thought. ‘He said 5 minutes!! 10 minutes is going to drain the muscle completely. I won't have any control of my bladder!!’  Misty started to protest into her gag and squirm as best she could against the tight restraints. Her eyes pleading with him. Looking from his eyes to the timer. The man met her eyes and held them. He then pressed start.  Misty felt a light buzzing. She could feel her muscle spasm a bit. It kind of tickled. She was squirming in her chair. Wanting to push the rod out of her. It was no use. That muscle wasn't built to push.  Just to relax when you need it to. The rod wasn't going anywhere without it being pulled out. Misty watched the timer countdown. With 4 minutes left the buzzing feeling started to subside some. It felt like the machine wasn't working. Or maybe it was working and her muscle was getting too weak to register what was happening. When the timer got to 0 the machine dinged and turned off.  Misty was confused. She didn't feel any different.  “Ok sweetie, the moment of truth. Let's remove this rod and see how well the machine worked”. With that the man slowly pulled the rod from her urethra. Hot piss followed it and soaked into the open diaper.  Misty couldn't feel herself pissing once the rod was removed, but she knew she was because her pussy and anus suddenly felt warm and wet.  Her pee flowed effortlessly and unobstructed into the open diaper.  Misty cried and into her gag said “why”  The man met her eyes and said “This was the safest thing for you little girl. I can't keep giving you diuretics, you will eventually dehydrate. And since a person can hurt themselves if they decided they didn't want to pee and held it too long, I think it's best to take your control completely away. It's a win-win girl. Less drugs for you and I don't have to worry about you hurting yourself. Now let's get you a drink” at that, the man taped her diaper up and slightly loosened the straps around her thighs and stomach.  He grabbed a two quart bag of fluid and hung it on the stand, attaching the hose to her gag and turning the valve a quarter of the way open.  “I'm not going to dump the fluid in you so fast this time. It should take about ten minutes for this to drain. Just extra electrolytes this time, baby”  Misty sat there, the bag slowly dripping into her mouth, it tasted like a sports drink, but chalky. She didn't care for it, but at least it didn't have a medicine taste. After a few minutes she felt her pussy and anus get warm. Like they were sitting in a puddle. She knew she must have been peeing.  “I have to get your supper ready, I bet you're hungry. See you in a bit” the man said as he walked out of the room.  Misty sat there for 20 minutes after the bag finished draining. Her diaper felt warm and wet.  The man walked in with a gallon sized bag that appeared to be completely full. Misty's eyes widened at the sight. ‘No fucking way can I take all that she thought. This is fucking torture!!’ she thought.  He hung the bag on the stand and reached down to Misty's diaper. It was soaked and stained yellow with her pee. He gave it a couple of slaps then started squeezing it.  “Did you even feel yourself filling this diaper? I've been told the only way they knew was when they felt wet. Is that true? My little baby” ‘What does he mean? Has he done this to others? What happened to them? What is he going to do to me when he gets bored?’ Misty's mind raced. She couldn't help but think she wasn't the first girl he's done this to. She started freaking out a bit. Straining against the straps, her breathing heavy.  “Calm down little girl, or I'll give you another sedative” the man said as he stroked her hair.  Misty wondered if a sedative would be good. She would at least not know what he's doing to her.  “This diaper is totally full. Let me get you changed then I'll get you fed”. The man untaped her diaper and cleaned her up with the cooling wipes. As he slid the wet diaper out he slid a new diaper under her immediately since she still dribbled a bit.  The man left her diaper open and started caressing her pussy gently with his fingers. Misty tried to pull back from the touch but the straps held her in place.  “Would baby like another orgasm? You're such a horny little slut. I've never had a girl that came as easily as you”.  Misty glared at the man. “Mmhhhfff. Ugh ugh” she said into her gag. Trying to shake her head no.  “Hhmm. Fine” the man said as he pinched her clit one last time and taped her diaper up.  “This bag is going to take a while and I have things to get ready for tomorrow. An orgasm can wait. I will make sure to have extra fun with you tomorrow though”.  The man switched out hoses and turned the valve on only part way.  Misty saw what was coming down the tube. It didn't look like the normal mush. It looked like a dirty orange liquid. It looked much thicker than water but not thick like the mush. It took its time to flow down the tube and when it reached her throat she gagged. It was awful!!! Misty tried to scrunch her face. Her eyes rolled. Her breathing quickened. This shit tasted horrible!!! There was nothing she could do but swallow it. It moved so slow that she had to wait for enough of it to collect in her mouth that she could swallow it.  “I know it tastes bad kiddo. But you have to drink it all for what I have planned tomorrow. You have to be totally cleaned out. This stuff will make sure of that. It's a similar solution they give people before a colonoscopy. I did make some adjustments though.  I know I told you I would feed you and well, I lied”. The man said as he shrugged. “Ok baby, you enjoy. I will check on you after a while. I'll turn on the TV so you don't get bored”. The man switched on the TV, the same type of bdsm porn as before. Only this time she couldn't turn her head. He walked out and shut the door behind him.  Misty sat in the chair. Unable to move and unable to stop the flow of liquid. She struggled to swallow. The honey-like consistency and the horrid taste was almost too much. She could feel that her crotch was wet again. After 20 minutes a cramp hit her stomach.  ‘Oh God.’ she thought. ‘This keeps getting worse’. The cramp held for what seemed forever. If she could have moved she would have doubled over. The cramp eased up just as the man came in the room. He could see the distress on her face and he grinned.  “Did baby just have a cramp? Don't worry sweety, you will survive it. Everyone else has”.  The man checked the bag and his watch. He reached over to the valve and opened it just a bit more.  “I've got to keep you on schedule”. He rubbed her belly and said. “I'm gonna go finish up, you don't go anywhere, I'll be back in a half hour to check on you”.  Misty was left again. This time the thick liquid flowing faster into her mouth, she had to work to swallow it now. Her throat moved with the force it took to get the liquid down. The bag was approaching the halfway mark. Another cramp hit her stomach, just as painful as the first. It lasted a full minute before it started to subside.  Misty was in agony. The thick syrup. The wet feeling growing in her crotch as her bladder kept emptying itself without her permission. The painful stomach cramps. Misty was wishing he would knock her out. ‘Please, just give me a sedative. Anything. Please. just some relief.’ she mentally begged.  The minutes slowly went by and the bag slowly drained into her, the cramps were coming more often now. Just as bad and long as the first.  The man watched her through the cameras. She was taking the bag very well. It hit the 30 minute mark since he had last been in and the bag was down to about a cup of liquid. 5 more minutes and it would all be drained into her.  The man walked in as the last drop in the tube was making its way into Misty's mouth.  “Fantastic! What a good girl you are to take it all. I'm so proud of you”. He unhooked the tube and placed his hand on her now swollen belly.  “With the normal medicine you would have been shitting your brains out by now. But when I said I added some things, I wasn't lying. What's inside you is going to clean you out. You won't have anything left in your system soon. But not until your body has absorbed what I added. This mixture has tons of extra vitamins, electrolytes and proteins. I want your body to be healthy. In about an hour I will give you a drink and that will activate the laxative part. Until then the only thing coming out of you will be the pee that you can't stop”.  Misty started to scream into her gag “somabithfughuIathu.” a cramp hit her and she started to cry. Tears streaming. She tensed against the straps, unable to move. Misty sat there for another hour. Cramp after cramp wracking her body. Her diaper was stained and bulging from the pee flowing into it. Legs spread wide in the stirrups.  “Ok sweetie, let's get you ready for what's about to happen. It's gonna be really messy”. The man undid the straps around her chest, waist and thighs. He lifted her ass and put a puppy pad under her soaked diaper.  “Don't want you leaking in the chair, you know”.  He undid her wet diaper and pulled it out from under her, letting her sit on the puppy pad. A trickle of pee running down her ass and wetting the pad. The man laid a diaper out on the table and cut the outside of it multiple times with a sharp knife. He put that diaper under her and taped it up. He then grabbed another diaper and slid it under that one. He taped it up over the top of the first. Misty could feel the difference in wearing two diapers. The thickness of it. Her ass sitting higher in the chair. Next he grabbed a pair of plastic panties with snaps on either side. He stretched those over the two diapers and snapped the sides up. Misty could feel the elastic bands digging into the skin around her legs and waist.  He then snapped the flap of the pajamas back on.  “There we go. Doubled diapered and plastic panties so the blowout you will have is going to be contained. Now let me buy you a drink” The man set up a small bag. It had only a cup worth of liquid in it. He attached the tube to her gag and opened the valve.  As the liquid rushed into her mouth Misty immediately tasted medicine. Strong medicine.  “Drink up baby, this is going to activate that laxative. You have about 15 minutes left of an unsoiled diaper. Then for the next 3 hours you will be filling it with everything you have. I didn't add anything else. So you get to be fully awake for this.” A minute later and the bag was drained. The man undid the hose and all of her chair restraints, putting her wrists back to her sides and ankles together. With the double diapers Misty's legs stayed spread apart somewhat. The man carried her to her playpen and closed the lid. He made sure the camera was pointed towards her and left the room without a word.  Misty laid in her playpen prison. The ache in her stomach consumed all of her thoughts. She was sweating and her breathing was heavy. She tried to find a position that would ease some of the pain. She rolled onto her back and brought her ankles up bending her knees. Just then a cramp struck her lower in the abdomen. Her face scrunched up as she tensed, a hot stream of liquid shit shot out of her ass and into the diaper. The cramp and stream of shit seemed to last forever. When the cramp subsided she somewhat relaxed and tried to catch her breath.  ‘oh God that felt so good to get out’ she thought to herself. Misty lay there, her breathing slowing to a normal pace. Just then another cramp hit her, just as bad as the first. Misty squeezed her eyes shut and bit down on her gag. She looked as though she was exercising doing stomach crunches. As her ass and legs came up another stream of hot liquid shot into the diapers. This cramp didn't last as long as before. She was thankful for that.  For the next three hours Misty would lay on her back. The cramps kept dwindling in intensity but all of them ended with her adding to the very messy diapers. Her body was spent. Three hours of violently messing herself was a larger workout than she had ever had. She was so tired from the exertion that she had a hard time keeping her eyes open.  The man gave her an extra half hour and when no more cramps came he went in to clean her up.  “Is my baby all cleaned out”? He asked as he unlocked the top of the playpen. “Straight to the bath for you baby”. He picked Misty up and carried her into the bathroom. She was putty, there was no fight left in her. The cramps and the shitting had drained her completely. The man laid her in the bathtub sleeper and all. He knew she was spent and wasn't worried about her fighting him. He unlocked all of her restraints and removed the cuffs. He removed her pajamas completely. He stood over her. Looking down at this cute girl. Pacifier gag strapped in her mouth. Naked except for the two diapers and the plastic panties. She laid in the tub with eyes half closed, he could tell her body wanted to sleep.  He could see she had blown out the diapers, fortunately the plastic panties kept everything inside them.  The man grabbed the garbage can and brought it closer. He put on rubber gloves and kneeled down beside the tub. He quickly unsnapped the plastic panties and threw them into the trash can. The two diapers were removed and deposited on top of the panties. They must have weighed an extra 15 pounds. He next took the spray nozzle and adjusted the water until it was nice and warm. Misty moaned a bit when he started washing the mess off her.  “It's ok baby. You're gonna be all clean soon. Don't worry, I'll take good care of you” he said as he started soaping up her body with a wash cloth. He explored every inch of her young body with his right hand as he rinsed off the soap. He paid careful attention to her little pussy, even sticking a finger inside it and her tight little ass. She didn't even flinch, her breathing even stayed the same. “Yep. You're spent baby. I'm afraid you won't be any fun this evening. Maybe bedtime is what you need”.  The man picked her up and carried her out of the bathroom and set her on a towel he had laid out on the padded table. He gently dried off her little body.  When he was done he grabbed a large tube of cream and put on rubber gloves again.  “This sweetie is the second step in getting you prepped for tomorrow and it's the key to the plans for later tonight. This stuff here was a huge flop. It was supposed to be a moisturizer. And it is. After this your skin will be silky smooth and soft. But it also weakens muscles. It lasts for about 24 hours before it starts to wear off. And it takes days to wear off. Pretty neat stuff really. After about 20 minutes it won't rub off on anyone else”. The man went to work lotioning up the girl's body, he even put it on her face and jar, carefully rubbing it into her cheeks. He didn't  put any on her ass or crotch. As the man finished up he said “all done. In a few minutes you will be as weak as a new born baby. Except for that ass and pussy of course. I wanted those unaffected.”  He then took her pacifier gag out. “You won't need this” he said. “You won't have enough strength left in your face to be able to do anything but drool”. Misty could feel her body relaxing. It felt like her arms and legs were rubber. Everything tingled like her muscles were falling asleep. She tried flexing her jaw now that the gag was out and she found she could barely open her mouth or scrunch her face. Holding her eyelids open even took effort.  “Oh shoot. I forgot a puppy pad”. The man said he grabbed a towel. “You're all wet again. Let me clean you up.” The man lifted her legs and wiped up the small spot of urine under her ass and spreading her legs dried the insides of her thighs.  “You don't have enough in you to need a big diaper tonight, I'm gonna just put you in a pullup for this evening's fun”. He grabbed a pullup off the shelf and slipped Misty's feet through it. He worked it up her legs and around her waist. It was a tight fit, but it would hold the little bit of urine that trickled out. The poor girl was only able to lay there, naked except for a pullup, her muscles so weak she couldn't move or speak.  “It's getting late, baby. I'm going to let you sleep in my bed tonight. Would you like that?” The man said as he rubbed the girl's soft nipples.  Misty could only look at him. Hatred burning in her eyes. He kept rubbing and pinching her nipples until they stiffened in his fingers.  “That's the response I was hoping for. I know you can't talk right now. But your body is speaking to me. Let's get you in bed”.  The man picked up her limp body and carried her out the room and down a long hallway. The bedroom was huge. Beautifully decorated with antique furniture and gold leaf wall paper, the bed was a large four post bed with a canopy. Carved wood with cherubs on the top of each post. He laid Misty in a daybed while he pulled the covers back.  “This is the most comfortable bed I have ever found”. He said as he laid her down.  “I hope you like it as much as I do. You will sleep like you're dead.”   He pulled the soft sheet and blankets over her up to her neck. Misty's body felt the soft fabric glide across her skin. She was instantly warm but not hot. He had not lied about the comfort.  “I forgot one thing, I'll be right back” and walked out of the room.  Misty laid there in complete comfort. ‘How could such a monster like something this nice?’ she wondered. She was so tired from what he had put her through just a few hours ago. Her eyes kept going shut. ‘Sleep. Sleep would be nice’ she thought to herself. Her body and mind spent.  Just then he walked back in the room. He had a rubber glove on his right hand and a tube of something in his left.  ‘What the fuck now’ Misty thought. ‘I can't take anymore’ “Ok girl. I know you're sensitive and very orgasmic. I love that about you. You're far better than the others at it. But this.” He held up the tube. “This is really gonna blow your mind. This cream makes things more sensitive. Fun huh?”  He folded the covers back off her body. Exposing her tits and the pullup.  He put a very small dab on his gloved fingers and started rubbing her breasts. He then moved to her nipples and one at a time rubbed the cream on them. Pinching and rubbing. Making sure they had been well coated. Misty's nipples started to get harder than she had ever felt. They ached. She could feel even the soft movements of the air around her tits. Her nipples just throbbed with feeling.  He then put another bead of the cream on his gloved fingers and with his left hand held open the top of her pullup, slipping his right hand inside her and started to massage her little pussy. His hand traveled farther down and with two fingers started to rub and massage her little asshole. He worked his fingers up and down, making sure to get into every fold of her pussy and paid special attention to her little clit. It stiffened at his touch.  Misty could feel her sensitivity increasing, she could feel her little clit engorging.  ‘Oh fuck. He's gonna make me cum again’ she thought. Eyes wide. The man started working his fingers inside her pussy. Pumping them in and out.  He grabbed the back of her head and pulled her hair tight. He bent her head forward until her chin touched her chest. He softly blew on her nipples, making them stand at attention. Misty's breathing was ragged and deep. He kept pumping his fingers in and out of her now soaked pussy. He put pressure against her clit with his thumb and started moving it up and down. Misty's stomach muscles tightened at the first orgasm, her eyes rolling in her head. Her pussy contracting against his fingers. When her body quit spasming he let go of her hair, her head flopped back against the pillow. Her chest heaving from the orgasm. The man left one finger in her pussy and moved his gloved middle finger to her asshole. It was so slick with her juices that it slid easily inside her.  A soft moan escaped her lips and he could see her body spasm and her pussy and asshole clench against his fingers.  “One more little girl, then I'll let you sleep”  The man started lightly rubbing her nipples with his left hand and worked her pussy, clit and ass with his right. Misty's eyes rolled and her back arched. Her legs lay spread apart, useless from the muscle cream. Her ass cheeks started furiously clenching. Drool was coming out of the corner of her mouth. Her clit throbbed against his thumb and her pussy clenched tightly to his large finger.  The man moved his left hand over her mouth and nose, cutting off her air supply. Misty's mind started freaking out. Fighting for air and fighting for the orgasm at the same time. He kept working his right hand. Her pussy just a completely soaked mess. He let his left hand up just long enough for her to get a half a breath and then clamped down again. Misty started to orgasm. Hips bucking, chest trying to breath and her nipples aching. Misty didn't think. She couldn't. There was too much happening to her little tight body right now. He had full control of her.  He removed his left hand and went back to her nipples. He picked up the pace with his thumb. Misty drew in a large breath and started to orgasm. Her body tense as he furiously worked his fingers inside her. Misty's body stiffened and held. He had to use a lot of strength just to keep his fingers from being pushed out of her. Misty let out a long grunt and fluid started escaping from her pussy and around his finger. Her body relaxed slowly as she let out a soft long moan. Then she went limp, passing out from the orgasm. The man slid his fingers out of her when he felt her body fully relax. He patted her somewhat wet pullup.  “That's why you're my favorite.” He said as he pulled the covers up to the passed out girl's neck.  The man removed the rubber glove and all of his clothes. He slipped into bed beside the sleeping girl. He turned her on her side and held her close to his body, feeling her shallow breathing and the warmth of her skin. With an arm around her he cupped her breasts, nipples still hard as little rocks. He spooned against her, pulling her little pull up encased ass against his own manhood. He drifted off to sleep wrapped around her like they were new lovers.  Misty woke up a couple of hours later feeling warm and cozy. Confused for a moment on what was going on. She was able to lift her head only slightly, she could feel the drool on her cheek. She tried moving her arms and legs and could only manage to weekly lift them against the covers. The man's arm still wrapped over her little body. His large hand cupped her small breast. Her nipples still rock hard and aching to be touched.  She could feel the pull-up he had put on her was wet and swollen. It was putting pressure against her sensitive pussy and clit. She wondered if it was wet from her pee or from the cream he had put on her making her super sensitive and horny. Probably both she thought. Her stomach growled and her mouth felt dry. She could feel his hairy warm chest and stomach against her back, his warm breath tickled the back of her neck. She was turned on. She started flexing her hips inward, making the pull-up push against her sex.  ‘This is so fucked up’ she thought. ‘Im his captive and all I can think about is how fucking horny I am’.  The man laid there awake and aware that his little pet had woken up. He wanted to see what she would do if he stayed in one position and acted like he was asleep. He felt her testing her arms and legs. She lifted her head a bit and laid it back down. He kept his breathing at a steady pace. He could feel her nipples rubbing against his hand as she breathed. They were hard and swollen. He wanted so bad to pinch one, but he waited. Soon he felt her flexing her hips, squeezing her inner thighs together. ‘She must be horny as hell’ he thought. ‘That cream works so well, I probably should have told her it was permanent, it doesn't matter. She's mine forever now’ At that thought he started to get hard. His member growing and pushing against her wet diapered ass.  “Horny are we baby?” He whispered in her ear. “Me too” He rolled her over on her stomach and with one hand ripped off her pull-up, throwing it to the floor it landed with a soft thump. He got on his knees and  moved behind her, grabbing her hips, pulling her naked wet ass towards him. His dick hard as rock. He spread her legs and lifted the helpless girls ass up, he guided her wet pussy up to his throbbing penis and slowly pulled her onto him. He slid inside of her with little resistance due to her extreme horny state making her pussy dripping wet. Misty let out a long moan as he pulled her all the way onto him. Her head and shoulders resting against the bed. Her arms and legs useless to stop or help. With his hands grasping her hips he started moving her forward and backward on his huge member. He would push her forward until he was almost out of her then ram her backwards burying his shaft all the way inside her tight pussy. For five minutes he slid her forward and back. Every time her sensitive nipples would rub one way then the other against the bedsheets. Misty's pussy started contracting in an orgasm. He looked down and could see her tiny asshole winking at him as she orgasmed. Her pussy squeezing his dick, trying to make him cum. He pushed her forward and off of his member. Letting go of her hips she laid flat on her belly. Her ass cheeks still spasming with the orgasm. Her breathing heavy as her face was buried into the bedsheets, trying to find air through the soft cotton. The man grabbed her head and turned it to the side so she could breath. He then positioned his body directly over hers. Her parted her ass cheeks with one hand and slid his engorged member up to her little asshole. He slowly pushed against her. Misty whimpered ‘please no’ as the head of his dick pushed harder. Misty let out a gasp as it suddenly popped inside of her. “Ughhhgg” she moaned out as he continued pushing until he was fully buried inside her ass. He laid on top of her, putting his full weight against her, smashing her into the bed. Misty's body fought for air. The man reached under her with one hand and started playing with her pussy. He furiously rubbed her clit as he moved in and out of her tiny ass. Even as Misty fought for air her body was in complete ecstasy. Her little ass full, her clit being rubbed and her nipples being ground into the soft cotton was too much. She started cumming again. Her eyes rolled back inside her head as her body clenched and spasmed. He worked in and out of her ass faster. He rubbed her pussy and clit harder. Misty was an orgasming mess. Her body tensed and held as his thrusting became harder. He could barely slide in and out her little asshole it was clenched so tight. With a grunt the man rammed his dick as deep as he could and stiffened as he pumped what seemed like a gallon of semen inside her asshole. He kept furiously rubbing her pussy until she let out a loud guttural moan and went limp. Misty laid there, her breathing shallow, he pulled his dick out of her now fully relaxed anus. She had passed out again.  The man got off of the bed, leaving the naked girl exposed and passed out on her stomach with her legs splayed apart. Her swollen wet pussy and red asshole glistening in the dimly lit room. He went into the bathroom to wash himself off and grab her a fresh pull-up. When he came back to the bedroom milky white semen was dribbling out of her ass in a line down her pussy and collecting on the sheets. Without a word the man slid the pull-up up her legs and around her cute round ass. Misty was diapered again. The man crawled into bed and pulled the girl's limp body over to him and out of the wet spot. He cradled her in his arms, listening to her shallow breath.  Misty awoke to sunlight in her eyes. She was still in the huge comfortable bed. Her legs and arms still too weak to be of any use. Drool sticking her face to the pillow. Her nipples still throbbed wanting more attention. She could feel her clit inside the pull-up, hard and begging to be rubbed. Her asshole hurt and her pussy felt like it was on fire from being rubbed so ferociously the night before. Still it was begging for something to fuck it.  She lay there and started to cry at her situation. ‘Im stuck’. She thought. ‘How the fuck am I going to escape this? He has me as his prisoner. He hasn't given me a single chance to escape. He keeps me weak and horny. He plays with me anytime it suits him. He takes pleasure in my torment. I want it to end. To be free. Where is my fresh start??!!’ Tears streamed down the girl's face and into the soft pillow.  “Good morning sleepyhead” the man said as he sat on the edge of the bed. “I have had so much fun these past couple days” he stroked her hair. “But all fun comes to an end at some point. I have to go back to the city today”. Horror showed on Misty's face. ‘This is it. He's going to kill me’. Misty started to protest when the man put a hand on her mouth. “Shush girl. I'm not going to kill you. I'm going to put you in stasis for a little bit”.  “What” Misty said with a confused look.  “Stasis. Let me show you” the man threw off her covers and picked her up. “The thought will be scary at first. But don't worry. You will have good dreams in stasis. I'll make sure of it”.  He carried her into the hall and through a door that led down into the basement. When he got to the bottom of the stairs he pushed his hand against the wall and a panel lit up. He pressed his hand to the wall and a door slid open out of seemingly nowhere.  Fluorescent lights came on and Misty found her in a room with a padded table and four large tanks on one side of the room with hoses and wires coming off the top of them and going to machinery at their base. The tanks were all filled with a blueish liquid and much to her fright three of them had young women floating, suspended in the liquid. They all had what looked like wet suits with tight caps on and a scuba mask over their face with a hose coming out of it. The suits covered their feet and had what looked like a heavy pair of rubber panties covering their woman hood, with a hose attached to the front and back.  The man laid Misty on the table and turned her head so she could look at the tanks.  “I'm going to explain to you how this works so you're not as scared. The suit has electrodes in it that every hour gives small shocks to your muscles. It will keep you from losing muscle mass and help keep you limber. It basically exercises you while in stasis. The suit also has built-in monitors that keep track of everything. Heart rate, breathing, blood pressure. Oxygen level. It makes sure your body is in good shape and healthy. The cap will help control your mental health and dreams. I can make it give you pretty much any sort of dream I want. Don't worry. It'll be erotic. And it won't take much considering what that cream has done to the sensitivity of those perky nipples and that cute button you have”.  The man started putting her legs inside the suit as he kept talking.  “The mask is of course to make sure you breathe and to feed you. The mask is the last thing I will put on you. It can be scary since I have to put a tube down your throat to give you nourishment. so I will make sure you're sedated for that part”. He put her arms through the sleeves and while working her fingers into the gloves he told her. “The rubber panties. They have a hole in the front, bottom and the back. I will catheter you in a minute and I have a plug with a tube that goes through it that will go into your little ass. The rubber panties are very tight and formed so as to keep the plug from slipping out. See why I had to clean your system out. Solid waste has trouble going through a half inch tube. But liquid doesn't". He zipped up the front of the wet suit.  “Ok sweetie, I think we are ready for the plug and catheter”. He grabbed a catheter and with the efficiency of a trained nurse slid the lubricated tube up her urethra and tested it. Pee leaked out of the tube. “There is that”. He said as he grabbed the plug. Just then the girl in the third tank started moving. Misty looked over and could see the girl's arms and legs twitching. Her body started doing what looked like stomach crunches. The monitor on her tank started showing her heart rate and blood pressure rising. After about a minute it peaked and started rapidly going back to normal, her arms and legs quit twitching but her abdomen tightened like she was doing another stomach crunch then loosened and she floated there, still as before.  “That's Holly”. He said. “She orgasms like that about four times a day. I put the same sensitivity cream on her. She is almost as orgasmic as you. A squirter too”. Just then Misty could see liquid coming down  the tube coming from the front of her rubber panties. It snaked its way around and dropped into a medium sized beaker that already had a thick looking bubbly liquid in it.  The man lifted her legs and pushed the lubed plug into her anus. Misty's breath caught and her face turned red at the intrusion. He dropped her legs back to the table and grabbed the rubber panties. He worked them up her legs one side at a time until they were over her, working the catheter tube through a hole in the front. He wasn't lying about them being tight. They felt like they were 5 sizes too small. Misty could feel them pushing the plug harder into her ass.  He took a 12 inch tube and worked it into a hole in the back and twist locked it in place inside the anal plug. The middle of the rubber panties had a port that a vacuum tube plugged into.  “Ok baby. Once I get you into the tank these tubes all plug in for drainage and the middle tube plugs into a vacuum port that will remove anything that escapes that cute pussy of yours”. He grabbed a rubber cap off the shelf and stretched it over her head. It had a ponytail looking thing that was a string of wires that coincided with electrodes inside the cap. “This is going to regulate dreams and such. You will like it. I promise. The other girls all tell me how nice the dreams are”. He grabbed a long rubber feeding tube off the shelf and laid it on her chest. Misty started to cry again.  “It's ok, baby. Don't worry. I know this is scary. But eventually you will get used to it. These girls have all been woken up dozens of times. They don't even complain anymore. I think they secretly like going back into stasis”. The man grabbed a white cloth and held it over Misty's mouth and nose. “Now breath deep sweetie, this will take the edge off and before you know it you will be dreaming about the best sex of your life”. Misty's eyes fluttered as she smelled and tasted the ether on the rag.  Misty could feel the strong arms of her lover on her back, holding her chest tight to his chest as she pushed into his throbbing manhood, she curled her legs around him and she pushed him deeper inside of her throbbing pussy. She could smell his hair and the mix of his cologne. It made her grind against him harder, her swollen clit smashing against him as she drove herself all the way down his shaft. Her hips started bucking against him faster and harder until her body stiffened and they came together. Her fluid shooting out of her and around his throbbing cock as he came inside of her.  The man watched as Misty's stomach did the telltale scrunches. He watched as her monitor registered her heart rate. He watched as her arms and legs stopped twitching and her stomach tightened one last time. A second later and he watched as the vacuum pump did its job and sucked her juices out of the rubber panties, down the clear tube and deposited them into the waiting beaker. 

I’m getting some in a few days.

Now I'm in a poopy overnight Pamper. Its gonna be a bit before I change. Agu! Nya! Nya!