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They seem to work quite well. The elastic on the legs ensures a tight fit and prevents leaks. The double thickness absorbs a lot of liquid.

I bought several of these: Cuddlz Side Fastening Terry Towelling Adult Incontinence Brief Double Thickness I have tried wearing them during the day (they work well under trousers and during the night. Once washed a few times they are lovely and soft and with a microfibre booster they can absorb a lot of wet. The poppers make them easy to fit and to open up for when access is required. They also work well in my self bondage experiments.

Absolutely agree - femdom is about 'forcing' me to do something I wouldn't normally do - at least that's what my brain tells me whilst I am physically restrained, wearing a school girl's uniform or dressed as a Girl Guide and in either case well gagged and tormented through a diaper which I then have to wet and into which several litres of freezing cold water are poured if I am too slow to please. One day the scenario might mean going outside.

BabyLock - you are quite right - pedantic but correct. I got the chapter numbers wrong. Your prize is to decide what my forfeit should be ….

Chapter 6 A few days later on the Sunday morning Tony and Helen enjoyed a leisurely lovemaking session in bed. As they usually did they showered together and for the first time Helen commented on his hairless body. Tony blushed and mumbled that he felt cleaner without the hair and she surprised him by saying she approved. Tony was glad the red diaper rash had all but disappeared and his nipples were not quite as sensitive. As they stepped out of the shower Helen picked up a soft white bath sheet and proceeded to dry them both. After drying between her legs she gently dried his genitals and the touch of the fluffy towel reawakened his cock. ‘Someone’s ready for round two’, she said with a gleam in her eye and Tony didn’t like to say that it was actually the touch of the towel reminding him of the diaper that had triggered the response, but he allowed her to lead him back to the bedroom and although he couldn’t climax again so soon his erect cock did bring Helen to her second climax. As they lay in each other’s arms Helen said; ‘you know the seminar I’m going to next week?’ and Tony nodded because he had used the fact that she was away for two days to book another session with Nanny. ‘Well I may be home in the afternoon as the evening session looks like it will be cancelled. I thought we could go out for a meal in the evening.’ Tony said that would be great and Helen said she would book somewhere. When he was alone he emailed Nanny and said he wouldn’t be able to stay for the whole of the second day and would have to leave after breakfast. He got back a curt message; “ok.” The following week once Helen had left for the seminar Tony caught the train and was outside Nanny’s flat at 10 am as agreed. Once inside he was instructed to remove his clothes and this time he watched as Nanny put them into a black bag and put the bag in a room Tony hadn’t been in. Nanny led him into the nursery and told him to get onto the changing table. He was soon pinned into a large terry diaper and she covered that with pink plastic pants with elasticated leg holes. Nanny helped him off the changing mat and pushed him against a frame secured to the wall. Pink ribbons tied his wrists and ankles to bolts set into the frame and he knew he was not going to escape. A dummy went into his mouth and was held in place by fabric straps which she knotted behind his head before adding a sleep mask as a blindfold. For several minutes nothing happened and Tony wasn’t even sure Nanny was still in the room and then she spoke; ‘as you can see he makes a nice baby and as the photos I sent you show he just loves dressing up.’ Tony wondered who she was talking to and why she was sharing photos of him and then he heard; ‘I had my suspicions for a while.’ The sleep mask was removed and Tony blinked and then saw his girlfriend looking at him from the other side of the room. She was dressed in an identical “Nanny’s uniform” to Nanny herself. She walked over and removed the dummy. ‘It’s not what you think Helen!’ was all Tony could think to say, but she replied; ‘it’s exactly what I think!’ and he knew he was in trouble, however part of him was secretly glad she knew. ‘I believed for a while you were seeing someone, all those questions about when I would be back and your sudden desire to shave all your body hair made me wonder, but then I found your secret phone.’ Tony looks aghast; ‘oh yes at the back of your desk drawer which you thought you had locked but I had a key cut. It was easy really as the number was on a label at the back of the unit!’ ‘I was able to talk to Nanny and we got on really well particularly when I assured her you could still visit her once I revealed what I knew.’ Tony looked confused, but wisely said nothing. Helen continued; ‘Nanny has agreed to train me and I have agreed that once a month she can have you for two days to do what she wants with. Outside those days you will do what I say and wear what I provide. If you don’t agree, the photos and videos Nanny has made will be circulated to your friends. You have one minute to decide what you want to do.’ She folded her arms and waited. She didn’t have to wait the full minute because Tony said quickly; ‘I will do whatever you ask Mummy.’ She smiled at his choice of the work Mummy. Tony knew from this point on his life wouldn’t be the same, but that was OK. The positive was he wouldn’t have to continue lying to her. ‘In which case we will go home and Nanny will accompany us and bring with her some things I require pending more things arriving in a few weeks time. Clearly you need to get dressed.’ Tony started to say his clothes were in a bag outside but Helen held her hand up. ‘When I said get dressed I meant I will dress you! I have picked out a lovely outfit for you to wear’, she said handing it to him. It was a pink combined dress and top. The dress only barely covered the white of his diaper. He pulled on the long white socks she gave him and the pink shoes and finally a pink bonnet. ‘Right we are ready to go and you should think yourself lucky my car is only just around the corner.’ Nanny collected two large tote bags and said she would lock up and join them shortly. Helen guided Tony to the car and drove home. On the way Tony asked why she was doing this. She looked at him and replied; ‘well I think you started by lying about what you were up to, spending large sums we could have used for other things and generally indulging your fantasies without a care for how I might feel. You might say this is my retribution or you might say I have wanted to do this for a number of years but been afraid to suggest it. I’ll leave you to decide!’ When they arrived home she deliberately parked in the drive and made Tony walk to the front door and wait whilst she searched for her key. Tony didn’t know whether any of the neighbours noticed, but he hoped not. A few minutes later the doorbell rang and Nanny joined them. ‘The first thing to learn about ABDLs’, Nanny said as she put her bags down, ‘is their liking of jeopardy. That may be the jeopardy of being found out, the jeopardy of going out wearing both diapers and baby clothes or the jeopardy of having no control over soiling themselves. At all times the Nanny or Mummy is in control of all these elements.’ Nanny continued; ‘some ABDLs like to play within safe margins of what is possible; but across his various visits I have found that Tony likes the boundaries to be pushed every time.’ ‘As well as the more extreme use of diapers which we will come to in a little while, he gets off on being dressed in whatever baby girl attire I have provided. His love of girls clothing extends to uniforms, particularly I have found those worn by Brownies and Girl Guides; but I suspect I have only scratched the surface.’ Helen took Tony into their bedroom and opened the drawers containing some of his clothes. ‘You will see that I have disposed of all your pants. From now on when you are in the house you will wear whatever diapers I require. When you go to work you will wear these terry pants.’ She held up a pair of double thickness white terry towelling pants with poppers on the sides for ease of fitting. ‘Indoors’, she continued, ‘I will require you to wear clothes of my choosing and if we go out as a “normal” couple you will always wear a diaper under your trousers. What Nanny makes you wear when you visit her is up to her. At no time will you have a choice; do I make myself clear?’ Tony nodded. ‘As well as becoming proficient as a Nanny I have been, thanks to Nanny’s expert tuition, learning the ropes so to speak of bondage; so expect that to feature quite prominently.’ Secretly Tony was pleased with the direction his life had taken; but the “new” Helen was quite scary at the same time and now he was about to get a taste of things to come! She led him by the hand into their spare room, which only a few days ago had been an office. Tony gasped when he saw it was now a complete nursery. How Helen had done this without him being aware he didn’t know. She helped him up onto the large changing table and removed both his clothes and diaper before making him lie on his back and attaching straps to his wrists and ankles. She rummaged through a cupboard and returned with a black marker pen. Tony realised why he had been restrained as she carefully wrote in big letters the works “Baby Tonya” across his hairless chest. ‘That’s a permanent marker pen so it won’t come off easily’, she said with a smile as she opened a large towelling diaper on the table top next to him. It was clear she was still learning because Nanny had to step in and help her fold it correctly but eventually she was able to slide the folded diaper under his bottom. ‘As I don’t want to be changing you every five minutes I’ll use a quadruple thickness pad as well. Everything has been washed several times to ensure maximum absorption and softness.’ She positioned the rectangular pad over his cock and between his legs and then gently massaged his cock through the soft material. It sprang to attention almost immediately and Tony let out a moan of pleasure. She kept up the massage for several minutes smiling as Tony pleaded to be allowed to cum, even addressing her as “Mummy”. Before he could climax she pealed the pad back and applied lots of cream and talc and then pinned the diaper tightly in place. A second much larger double thickness towelling diaper went over the top and then she removed the straps on his ankles and pulled a pair of plastic pants over both nappies. ‘Right let’s get you fed and watered’, she said helping him into the high chair and strapping him in. The nursery had its own microwave and soon Tony was being made to eat spoon after spoon of mashed up food followed by several large beakers of orange juice. ‘All your meals at home will be pureed from now on’, she said undoing the straps. Once he was released Helen told him to go off and explore and see if he could find the other changes she had made. She and Nanny sat down in the lounge with a cup of coffee and discussed new ideas whilst waiting for him to return. They heard the crinkling oh the plastic pants before he walked into the lounge; ‘Well?’ Helen asked. Tony hesitated and then said; ‘Mummy, I found you have replaced my PJs with sleep suits and there are various girlie clothes in my wardrobe.’ ‘Specifically?’ Helen asked and Tony replied; ‘Lots of short skirts, crop tops and uniforms made for Brownies, Girl Guides and Cheerleaders.’ ‘Anything else you found?’ ‘The nursery has an adult sized cot, lots of rope, gags and dildos’, he said. ‘Well you found some of what I bought’, she said taking him back to the nursery. She made him lie in the cot and to ensure he stayed there she strapped his wrists to the bars. A large rubber dummy was strapped into his mouth. ‘Nanny and I are going to eat, so get some rest’, she said turning the light out and closing the door. They all knew what would happen whilst they were eating; first Tony’s bladder let go and he felt the warmth around his groin and a bit later his bowels emptied and he smelt what he had done, but he would have to lie in it until Helen returned.

Brilliant - cant wait to read what happened next

I dream of being triple diapered with my arse full of bananas and oatmeal, my bladder filled with a gallon of orange juice, dressed as a Girl Guide, gagged with a Girl Guide necker, blindfolded and hog-tied in a remote barn with little hope of rescue.

I agree with the 'be careful what you wish for' comment. I have submitted to various Mistresses over the years and the first visit is always a nervous time - how do you know that you can trust them after all you will be tied and unable to get free? Add in a gag, blindfold, ear plugs and you're completely at their mercy … but then that's what you want isn't it! I can only say chat with the Master or Mistress beforehand, be honest with what you want and what your limits are and start simply and work up to what you really want when you are confident with him/her. Some websites contain feedback but how do you know its real! All I can say is when you build a relationship - as I have done with my latest Mistress although sadly she told me last time she was retiring - you can suggest ideas and a good dominatrix will build them in but don't be proscriptive let them add their own ideas. I tried to suggest a full role play session once and was massively disappointed because it didn't live up to my mental image. The next session however when I gave her the bones of my desires was brilliant (as a teaser it involved mummification, diaper, banana and scarves for gag and blindfold). Good luck with your quest.

I guess through a number of decades of "play" I have wanted to loose control to someone I trust but who is not close to me. At work I have always been in control and at home I have a good relationship but I wouldn't want give the sort of control to my partner that I have given to the ladies I have "played with" over the years. I probably regret that now because if I had I would have been able to enjoy my inner passion on a more regular basis but you can't turn the clock back and I have had, and continue to have, fun and many of the role plays form the basis of my story writing. Everyone finds different ways to act out their fantasies and innermost desires I guess - I'm enjoying reading what others get up to on the forum.

Chapter 4 Tony followed Nanny’s instructions and booked another session as soon as he knew Helen would be away for a few days. When he offered the two dates this time Nanny told him to arrive at 10am on the first of the two dates. As before she told him to leave his clothes in the lounge along with the agreed tribute and then take a shower. He joined her in the nursery and was surprised she was wearing outdoor clothes. ‘Your session this time will begin outdoors; but first you need a diaper’, she said guiding him to the changing bench. Soon a double thickness white towelling diaper was pinned around his waist. Tony only realised how thick it was when he stood up and found his legs were forced apart by the amount of material. Nanny indicated a folded pile of clothes; ‘get dressed!’ she ordered and he quickly complied so as not to earn a punishment. Tony pulled on knee length white socks and a blue short sleeved polo shirt. His outfit was completed by a blue and yellow gingham skirt which only just hid the white diaper. Nanny handed him a boater type hat which had a yellow ribbon around it with the words St Olave’s school, which he also noticed was embroidered on the polo shirt. Nanny folded a yellow scarf and passed it around his neck and held the two ends together with a clip. ‘Now we can go for a drive’, she said leading Tony down to the underground garage. Tony felt everyone was looking at him as they drove for almost two hours until finally they were in the countryside somewhere in Essex. Tony wondered how they were going to get back into London at rush hour in time for the session to end. Nanny however didn’t seem bothered as she pulled into a country pub and led him into the garden. She made him sit at a table whilst she got food and drink. For him she brought two pints of orange juice and a small glass of wine for herself and a ploughman’s lunch for them to share. Nanny sat in the shade leaving Tony in the full sun, so he was glad of the liquid as the clothes were quite warm on such a lovely day and he was sweating. Tony asked where the toilets were, whilst secretly knowing what she would say. She looked at him and smiled; ‘you’ve brought your own’, was all she said. Tony tried to hold on but he knew that sooner or later he would have to pee. They finished up and got back in the car and Nanny drove a few miles down the road before turning into a field and parking behind a large barn. She got out and told him to bring the bag from the boot. As Tony walked behind her his urge to pee became unbearable and he felt warmth in his groin as the double thickness towelling diaper absorbed his urine. The flow seemed to go on forever but finally stopped as he reached the barn. Nanny smelt what he had done; ‘oh dear; a little accident!’ was her only comment as she turned the lights on. Tony gasped at what he saw; the entire space was a nursery except that the furniture was all adult sized. ‘Get on the table!’ Nanny ordered and once Tony climbed on to it she removed his shirt and slipped the dress off along with his socks. He was pushed down onto the padded table and she buckled straps over his chest. ‘Now let’s clean you up’, she said unpinning the two damp diapers. By the time she had cleaned his groin with wet wipes his cock was erect. She went to a cabinet and returned with a catheter and, ignoring his protests she lubricated the tube and fed it down his urethra until it passed through his prostate into his bladder. She syringed water into the bulb at the end to hold it in place. As she pumped water into his bladder through the other tube with a large syringe she said; ‘catheters are used in hospital when a patient is bedridden to allow them to pass urine into a bag. In my nursery they are used for the similar purpose except I don’t need to worry about a bag.’ Tony realised what she meant when she finished filling his bladder and instead of clamping the end she pinned a fresh towelling diaper around his waist and tucked the tube into it. She added a second larger towelling diaper and then a third even larger one over the top. ‘Now you are just like the baby you want to be with absolutely no control over your bladder.’ As Tony started to protest she pushed a large dummy into his mouth and tied the ribbons behind his head to prevent him pushing it out. Before she removed the straps she pulled a leather harness over his head and then after unbuckling the straps she buckled the harness around his chest. He had no idea what the point of this was and she wasn’t about to enlighten him. She told him to get off the table and then led him to a large cot and once he had climbed in she strapped his wrists to the bars. As she tucked a blanket over him she said; ’sleep well’, and as realisation dawned on Tony she added; ‘yes you are staying here all night; after all you told me your girlfriend is away for two days!’ She turned the light out and left him to try and sleep. Although he didn’t feel urine flowing from his bladder he did feel the warmth of the liquid around his groin. By morning the towelling diapers were soaked and he realised he literally had no control. When Nanny appeared she pulled two straps down from the ceiling and clipped them to the harness around his body and with a whine of an electric motor he rose into the air and the purpose of the harness became clear. Once he was dangling she removed his wet diapers along with the catheter and cleaned him with wet wipes; only this time when he was clean she applied cream to his cock and smiled as it sprung to attention. ‘I think Tonya likes this!’ she said stroking his penis further; noting his moaning increasing as he got nearer and nearer to a climax. He pleaded to be allowed to cum and eventually she removed the dummy and asked what he would do in return and he said quickly; ‘anything you wish Nanny just allow me to cum please.’ She smiled a wicked grin as she quickly increased her speed. Almost immediately he cried out as sperm arced from his cock in a long stream which she caught in a metal dish; ‘I think you needed that!’ she said laughing. She told him to open his mouth; ‘breakfast’ she said tipping the dish to allow the contents to drip into his mouth. She fed a new catheter down his urethra and then fastened a disposable diaper around his waist. She buckled a strap to the harness which went from the back between his legs to the front. She reached up and released two clips which dropped Tony down several inches until he was held by elastic cords just off the floor. She then tied the dummy back in place; ‘get some exercise whilst I sort a few things out’, she said fastening his wrists together behind his back with ribbon which she knotted to the harness for good measure. Tony lost track of time as he bounced slowly up and down; but eventually Nanny returned. She had changed and was now wearing a neat blue uniform with a tailored top and tight skirt. She lowered him to the floor and removed the harness. ‘As we have all day to play I have invited a few friends to join us. As you can see I have changed so you need to get dressed quickly as they will be here soon.’ She handed him a bag of clothes. Tony held up a brown t-shirt which he saw was emblazoned with the word “Brownies”, ‘what’s this?’ he asked but Nanny said sharply; ‘just get dressed!’ He complied and the pulled a short brown skirt up over his diaper which proved to be a tight fit. Finally he bent down and pulled on a pair of white ankle socks. When he looked in the bag there was a pair of shoes and a blue scarf with gold edging. He put the shoes on and looked quizzically at Nanny. She tutted and spread the triangle of cloth on the floor and folded it up along its long edge until a small triangle remained. She passed it around his neck and threaded the two ends through a black plastic tube which she pulled up to his neck. ‘Brownies shouldn’t need to wear a diaper; but you do’, she said with a smile as she straightened his clothes. The door bell rang and when she opened the door two men and two women entered, kissing her as they passed. Tony took in the fact that the women were dressed as he was and the two men wore green polo shirts and short black trousers. All four wore an identical scarf to his around their necks. ‘Are we all ready for a walk?’ one of the men asked and everyone but Tony said they were. Tony recoiled at the idea but his hands were grabbed and he was forced to join them. A short distance from the barn was a footpath leading into the woods. The others seemed to know where they were going. Nanny brought up the rear carrying a large rucksack. They walked for about 10 minutes and then Tony saw a tent pitched in a small clearing. ‘Welcome to our play area Tonya’, said one of the girls brushing past him to get to the tent. She stopped as she heard the rustle of his diaper and turned and cried; ‘Oh look everyone; Tonya’s wearing a diaper!’ To prove it she lifted his skirt and everyone laughed, particularly when it became clear the disposable diaper was wet. ‘You need to grow up, young lady’, one of the boys said reaching out and pulling the tabs allowing the wet diaper to fall to the ground before yanking the catheter out. ‘I wonder what she’ll do to ensure her little secret remains a secret?’ one of the girls said. Rather than reply the men pulled Tony over to a tree near the tent and he was quickly tied to it with rope that was conveniently lying nearby. ‘We can’t have any calling for help’, one of the men said, ‘give me your panties’ he said to one of the women and then he removed the scarf from around his neck and tied a knot in the middle. He then forced the warm panties into Tony’s mouth and pushed the knot in the scarf after it before tying the ends around his head to hold the gag in place. ‘Now there won’t be any calling out!’ he said with a laugh. ‘Nanny, have you any ideas what we should do with Tonya?’ one of the men said innocently and Nanny smiled; ‘come into the tent and we’ll discuss what you could do. Don’t worry; Tonya isn’t going anywhere.’ Tony had no idea how long he was alone but finally they all emerged from the tent. He was untied and pushed onto the grass. Nanny pulled out a large towelling diaper from her bag and it was soon folded and pushed under his bottom. One of the girls held up a banana and as she unpeeled it she smiled; ‘I bet Tonya is hungry!’ she said but instead of offering it to his mouth, which anyway was gagged she pushed it into his rectum followed by the other five from the pack. The towelling diaper was then secured tightly with safety pins and Tony was tied once more with his back against the tree. He was forced to watch as the men and women had sex on the ground in front of him whilst all the time feeling the grumbling in his rectum growing worse. He tried calling out but the gag defeated his efforts and then there was a fart and he felt bits of banana slide out into the diaper. One of the girls smelt what he had done and they all crowded round feeling the diaper and mashing the banana between his legs in the process. The increase in pressure from their hands caused him to release more bits until finally he lost control completely and there was a loud fart which expelled the remaining bananas and everyone laughed as he coloured with embarrassment. If he could have seen the diaper he would have seen it was now discoloured. ‘What do we do with her now as she has soiled her diaper and we don’t have another?’ one of the girls said trying to be serious but smiling at the same time. ‘Well we can clean her up and we have some towels in the tent so they’ll have to do’, one of the men said. The diaper was removed and they all held their noses as they looked at his messy groin. One of the men grasped Tony’s uniform and tore it down the front and back and removed it and then used it to wipe between Tony’s legs until he was clean, but that meant he was now naked. Tony was untied and made to lie on his back on the damp ground. One of the girls came out of the tent carrying two large white towels. ‘These should do’, she said with a smile. She folded one into a kite shape and pulled it under Tony’s naked arse. ‘We don’t have any cream but I found some honey so that should help reduce any diaper rash’, she said pouring it over his cock and balls before pulling the towelling diaper between his legs and up to his stomach. ‘We don’t have any pins to secure it so duct tape will have to do’ she said wrapping several turns around Tony’s waist. One of the men said ‘will that be enough?’ ‘I thought we’d use both towels’ the woman said repeating the process with the bigger towel until Tony had a double thickness towelling diaper around his waist. They allowed him to stand up. ‘I don’t think Tonya is going to run away considering she’s just wearing a diaper and of course her scarf, do you?’ she said and everyone laughed. ‘Now I think it’s time for a game’ one of the men said. ‘Ooh let’s do the drinking game!’ One of the girls fetched some bottles from the tent along with glasses of varying sizes. ‘Ok Tonya these are the rules. The first person calls out an object and we all have to go and find it and bring it back. The first back to the tent has to drain the smallest glass; the next person drinks the next smallest and so on until the last person back gets the pint glass. Is that clear?’ Tony nodded and one of the men said he would go first. His object was an acorn. Everyone ran off in different directions and Tony waddled after them unable to run in the bulky diaper. He was last back with his acorn which meant he had a full pint of prosecco to drink. As he was drinking it one of the girls said; ‘I forgot to mention that whoever is last in each round has to pay a forfeit. Normally that is removing an article of clothing, but that’s not practical for you Tonya so we need another plan.’ ‘I’ve got an idea’, the other girl said with a sly grin, ‘we just keep count of forfeits Tonya earns and apply them at the end.’ Everyone agreed; although Tony didn’t get a vote. The next item was a birch leaf. Tony had no idea what one looked like so he lost that challenge and had to drink another pint. He also lost the challenge to find a toadstool and what he assumed was the final one to bring back a piece of a specific type of moss. He had drunk four pints of prosecco by this time and was slightly light-headed when he was told it was his turn to choose an object. He couldn’t think of anything so the others decided he had lost that round and forced him to consume the rest of the opened bottle. As he drank he realised his bladder was signalling it was full and try as he might he couldn’t prevent liquid flooding into the towelling diaper. The duct tape ensured the two layers of towelling stayed wrapped around him but he could feel the two diapers drooping with the weight of liquid. If the others noticed they didn’t say anything mainly because they were discussing his forfeits. One of the girls was first to make her suggestion; ‘I think as we are at our camp Tonya should make herself useful by giving us girls an orgasm; but to make it harder I’m going to blindfold her.’ She used one of their troop scarves over his eyes. She then pushed him down to the floor on his back and the girls took it in turns to sit astride his face and press their already wet vaginas down onto his mouth for him to suck and lick them to their own orgasm. ‘Our turn!’ one of the boys said. He made Tony kneel down and then he guided his erect cock into Tony’s mouth. Tony choked as his mouth was filled with the penis and he had no choice but to lick it with his tongue and lips until with no warning his mouth was filled with cum which he had to swallow. No sooner had he cleared his mouth than he was invaded by the next cock and he had to suck that one off as well. ‘Who wants to suggest her third forfeit?’ the girl asked and the other boy said; ‘I think I speak for everyone when say I need the toilet.’ He made Tony sit up and then he pulled the towelling diaper and the duct tape away from Tony’s waist before dropping his own pants down and emptying his bladder into the diaper. Whilst the other man followed suit the girls each filled a container with their urine and then having pealed the duct tape from Tony’s back they tipped the liquid into the back of the diaper. When they made him stand the saturated diapers drooped to his knees and liquid dribbled down his legs. ‘It looks like Tonya needs changing again!’ observed one of the girls. The towelling diapers were quickly removed and his genitals were cleaned with green moss pulled from the forest floor leaving him naked. ‘What about her final forfeit?’ The girl who had yet to make her choice looked over at Nanny standing by the tent and smiled a wicked smile. ‘I’m going to leave that to Nanny’ she said. Nanny walked over and folded her arms; ‘not here; let’s go back to the barn’, she said sternly. Once back inside she directed the two girls to take Tony to the bathroom; ‘I want our baby bathed and I don’t want to see any body hair when you return!’ she commanded. She told the boys to get changed and then busied herself collecting what she needed for the final forfeit. After 20 minutes Tony was led back into the room his nude body glowing from the liberal use of baby oil. His hair had been washed and styled into bunches held in place with yellow ribbons. Nanny had changed into a formal blue outfit with a white apron; ‘on the changing mat with him’, she said directing them to an adult sized mat laid out on the floor. Once he was on his back she jabbed a needle in his thigh and pressed the plunger. ‘What was that?’ Tony shouted and she replied; ‘the drug I injected will ensure you lose control of your bladder and bowels for quite some time. Exactly how long I don’t know or indeed care! A slight side effect is your leg muscles will probably not respond.’ As she spoke she expertly folded a Terry diaper and slid it under Tony’s bottom. Cream was smeared liberally on his genitals before she covered everything in sweet smelling talc. After pulling on a pair of rubber gloves she liberally coated her fingers in a cream from another pot and proceeded to force each deep into his anus. Once she had pealed the gloves off she smiled and said; ‘I would imagine you are hungry after your exertions and we will deal with that in a while in the meantime I have filled this syringe with some specially prepared oatmeal.’ She held up an enormous syringe full of a grey substance with a long rubber tube connected to it. With his anus lubricated the tube slipped in easily allowing her to pump the sticky oatmeal right into his colon. ‘We don’t want any leaks so on this occasion I’ll add a liner to the diaper.’ She folded a microfiber towel and covered his cock and pushed it between his legs before pinning the diaper tightly in place. ‘One diaper will not be enough’, she said preparing another Terry square, this one much bigger. Tony wondered why it would not be enough but stayed quiet. That too was pinned in place but she hadn’t finished there. She held up a pair of briefs made out of double thickness Terry towelling with poppers down the side for ease of fitting. Over all of that material went an extra large disposable diaper followed by a pair of bright yellow plastic pants with a leather waistband and straps attached. She passed the straps over his shoulders and clipped the ends to the waistband before securing both clips and the buckle on the waistband with small padlocks. She held up the keys; ‘You better hope I don’t lose them’, she said, ‘now let’s get you dressed before we feed you.’ Tony was soon zipped into a bright yellow romper suit emblazoned with the words “I am a big baby” on the front in sparkly letters. The arms and legs of the suit ended in leather pads so Tony could not use his fingers. ‘Right lets have him in the high chair and then we can feed him.’ When he was lifted from the floor Tony found his legs were quite wobbly and he realised the drug was working. Once in the high chair the tray was clipped in place in front of him and a blue checked neckerchief was tied around his neck to act as a bid to catch any drips from his mouth. Nanny picked up a large pot of the same grey substance she had filled his arse with. When she offered a spoonful of the oatmeal Tony shook his head and said ‘I don’t want that.’ ‘Wrong answer’, Nanny said holding his nose and forcing the spoon in. Tony was had no choice but to consume the entire contents of the pot and then Nanny held up a bottle of yellow liquid. ‘Naughty babies are given a spoonful of cod liver oil. In your case you can drink the bottle and reflect as you do so that next time you will comply with my orders immediately.’ Spoon after spoon of the vile liquid went into his mouth until the bottle was empty. ‘Right let’s get baby ready to leave here’, she said picking up a large dummy. It was shaped like a large cock with a ring on the end and was yellow in colour. Thin high tensile fishing line was attached to both sides of the ring and once she had pushed it all the way into Tony’s mouth she used a metal buckle to clamp the two ends of the translucent line together ensuring the dummy stayed in Tony’s mouth. Tony was forced to suck the dummy and he was surprised how sweet it was. He didn’t know that it contained a powerful diuretic, more of the drugs prolonging his incontinence and a drug that would make his skin very tender. Nanny then added a yellow bonnet to his head before removing the tray table. The girls returned from getting changed and they helped lift Tony from the high chair. The drug had now rendered his legs useless but he could feel the huge bulk of material between his legs and could hear the crinkling of the plastic as they dragged him over to the corner of the room where an adult sized pushchair awaited. Once he was in the pushchair Nanny clipped the harness in place; ‘right off to the pub’, she said and the two girls pushed Tony out of the barn and down the drive. The pub was a 10 minute walk away and they went straight into the garden and parked the pushchair in the full sun. The two men went to get the drinks and Tony tried to cower in the pushchair hoping people wouldn’t notice but several people did and one lady came over and peered down at him. Nanny said; ‘It’s tragic, I’m afraid he is incontinent and due to a brain defect he has a mental age of 3. Still he likes to come out, I think company stimulates him.’ ‘Does he get any other stimulation?’ the woman said with a coy smile and Nanny said, ‘oh yes, everything down below works but he just needs a hand.’ She smiled at the other woman who hesitated and then reached forward and placed the palm of her hand on Tony’s diaper. ‘My; he is well padded, I can’t imagine he can feel any stimulation through all those layers!’ ‘You’d be surprised’, Nanny said ‘and I can see by the way he looks at you that he would like you to continue.’ The woman massaged Tony’s groin and soon despite the layers of towelling she could feel his erection and although Tony shook his head and mewed through the dummy she took that as a cue to continue. After a few minutes Tony went bright red and it was clear to everyone that he had ejaculated. ‘I hope that helped’, she said brightly and went to join her friends. The men returned with a tray of drinks and Nanny poured one into a large yellow beaker and added the contents of a bottle from her bag and screwed a trainer top to it. She released the clamp behind his head, pulled the dummy out and replaced it with the spout of the beaker. The liquid was both bitter and clearly alcoholic but Tony couldn’t help but drink it. The dummy was secured back in place once the beaker was empty. Nanny smiled when a little while later Tony’s face went red. His bladder had just emptied without him doing anything and he could feel the warmth around his groin. Nanny continued a conversation with the other four whilst keeping an eye on Tony. Eventually she saw him colour once more and the smell told him he had dumped some of the oatmeal into the diaper. ‘Ok I think it’s time to take you home’, she said finally. The pushchair was wheeled back to the barn and Tony was helped into the back seat of Nanny’s car and the seat belt secured. One of the men joined them in the car and Nanny drove back to Tony’s house, which surprised him as he didn’t know how she knew where he lived. Nanny used his keys to open the front door and the man helped him into the house. Tony hoped none of his neighbours were watching. ‘I know that Helen won’t be back for another 24 hours, so you have time to enjoy the helplessness of your situation. Before we continue I think we should increase your sense of helplessness.’ The man looped a leather strap around Tony’s wrists and secured the buckle with a padlock. Another strap went around his ankles again secured with a padlock. ‘To remove the restraints and the diapers you will need these five keys, but don’t expect me to leave them for you to use the minute we leave’, Nanny said. She held up a small black box with a combination lock on the front. The keys went inside and she closed the door and spun the wheels. ‘I’ll text you the code later’, she said with a wicked grin; ‘maybe before Helen gets back or maybe after!’ The man carried Tony into his bedroom and propped him up on the bed and Nanny removed the dummy. ‘Please!’ pleaded Tony, ‘I didn’t mean for this to go so far.’ ‘Well it’s your bad luck that I did and believe me this is not the end!’ Nanny replied opening a pot of oatmeal. Once Tony had consumed three pots and drunk several litres of orange juice Nanny declared it was time to leave him alone. She removed the neckerchief and used it to wipe his mouth and then she folded it into a strip, tied a double knot in the middle and gagged him with it. She then pulled the zip of the romper suit down to expose his nipples. She ran her sharp nails over his nipples laughing at Tony muted cry of pain; ‘sensitive are they?’ she said stating the obvious. After scratching them some more with her nails and biting them she screwed a clover clamp onto each red nipple and zipped the suit back up to his neck; ‘that will give you something else to think about over the next few hours.’ ‘Now don’t forget to book another session soon’, she said kissing his cheek before she and the man left. Tony lost count of the number of times his bladder and bowels emptied into the diapers. He had tried to free himself but only succeeded in rubbing himself to an erection on the wet towelling material. It took a while but he managed to climax which gave him some relief from the pain being caused by the clamps. As the hours passed he was forced to sit in the increasing wet diapers, hoping there was no leakage onto their bed. Finally he heard the sound of a text arriving but getting off the bed and finding his phone took some time. Then there was the small matter of accessing it with his fingers encased in the romper suit. Eventually he retrieved the code and opened the box to get the keys. Opening the padlocks proved difficult but after an hour he managed it during which he felt his bladder empty again and it was clear he had no control. In the bathroom he stripped off the layers, grateful there had been no leaks but when he got to the last diaper he found his groin was bright red with diaper rash. He wasn’t sure how he would explain that or his sore nipples to Helen. He debated disposing of the towelling diapers but in the end put them in a black bin bag to wash when Helen was at work. He knew he would have to make another appointment with Nanny and he wasn’t going to wait long.

I have been fortunate that a Mistress I have regularly visited for bondage sessions - but who has sadly recently retired - has adapted my idea in a role play to include my Girl Guide desires and has occasionally used a diaper as part of the punishment theme. I haven't however found anyone willing to make DL centre stage of a session … yet! My partner of many years does not know.

brilliant story - hope there's more to come for Ace

Thanks for the feedback. There is more but I'll build in any suggestions before posting

I wrote this story before joining the forum and having read some of the content I thought members might be interested in reading and commenting. Visit to a Nanny doesn't end well Chapter 1 Tony was at home and at a loose end. Work was not going well; he had a new boss, who was a woman. She was bossing him about almost to the point of bullying. His long term girlfriend Helen, who was out with her friends, had told him to stop being a baby and do what he was asked to as he needed the job. Tony regularly reviewed pornography sites when he was on his own and, although he wasn’t sure why, he kept returning to one story which related the experiences of middle aged man at the hands of a woman he met in a bar. What made the story different in Tony’s mind was the use of a diaper by her as part of his restraint. “Stop being a baby” played in his mind as he read the story. He went to the bathroom and returned with a fluffy bath towel, pulled his trousers and shorts down and wrapped the towel around his waist before rereading the story. Before long his cock was erect and as his hand gently rubbed the towel it became harder. Tony hadn’t reached the last instalment when he cried out as his cock throbbed and he ejaculated into the towel. He sat with the wet towel around his cock and almost without thinking did an internet search on the use of diapers in such circumstances. He found sites that were aimed at people who wanted to regress to being babies; AB - Adult Babies, and sites aimed at those who just liked wearing; DL - Diaper Lovers. None seemed to combine the experience with the sort of bondage and domination portrayed in story he had been reading; until that is he came across a website for a Nanny. Reading the information it seemed Nanny Julia catered for all aspects of AB and DL as you would expect but also included photos of her charges tied with rope and in the background were many dildos and other sex toys. Her site provided a form for anyone interested to complete which was to be used as the first contact - no phone number was listed. On a whim Tony started to complete it and then wondered whether it was the right thing to do. His hand touched the towel still around his waist and he knew it was, so he completed the form; it asked a bit of background and also requested an idea of what type of session was required. Tony copied some details from the story he was reading and, after a quick check, pressed “send” using a new gmail account he created before he changed his mind. He used a fictitious surname but decided to stay as Tony to avoid saying the wrong Christian name. He washed the towel and put it on the radiator to dry so that Helen wouldn’t realise what he had done. Several days later he got an email from the Nanny; it said she had read the information and it gave him a mobile number to call to discuss further. During a lunch break he went out and bought a “pay as you go” mobile and called her. She sounded really nice and her fee wasn’t as high as he had expected and so they agreed on a date when Tony knew Helen would be away at a concert. The Nanny said she would email details of how to pay the deposit and once received he would need to phone her in the morning of the appointment and she would give him her address She told him he was to call again when he was outside; but only at the agreed time. Tony paid the deposit by cash into her bank account and waited for the agreed date with slight trepidation; he wondered why he had pursued this, but he didn’t want to back out now. Chapter 2 On the morning of the session Tony bought his ticket with cash, having checked his wallet contained nothing that would link to his address. The only phone he carried was his “pay as you go” mobile and he used it to make the first call before boarding his train. Whilst noting down the address he thought the Nanny seemed slightly more abrupt than previously. He arrived with 20 minutes to spare, so as suggested in her email, he stopped for a coffee. He then walked to the entrance to a set of flats and at the agreed time called her and was told to walk to the intercom in front of him and select No24. She answered the intercom and told him to come up and the buzzer sounded as the door unlocked. He quickly walked up the stairs and knocked on the correct door. She was obviously waiting because it opened immediately and a voice said; ‘come in’ and by her tone it wasn’t a request, it was an order, and he remembered not to address her as “Nanny” until the door clicked closed behind him as he had been told in her email. Nanny showed him into the lounge and they both sat down. On the table in front of him was a large glass of water and she indicated that was for him. As she spoke he studied her; she was probably in her mid forties. Her long blond hair was tied behind her head in a strict ponytail and she was wearing a blue dress which reached her knees with a starched white apron tied around her waist. Her legs were covered in black stockings. He was nervous so he drank the water and waited for her to start the conversation. She chatted through what he had put on his form before asking him if he wanted to continue and when he said “yes”, she reminded him that was his last opportunity to back out and leave. She indicated the dish on the table; ‘leave your fee there and remove your street clothes and leave them on the chair. You won’t need those until you I permit you to return to the real world’, she said; ‘once you are ready to begin come into the nursery.’ Chapter 3 Tony quickly undressed and walked out of the lounge. He wondered which room until he saw a sign on one door saying “Nursery”. The door was closed and he didn’t want to just walk in so he knocked. The door opened revealing Nanny Julia; ‘what took you so long Tonya?’ Tony’s jaw dropped open as he realised she had given him a girl’s name; ‘well I’m waiting?’ Nanny Julia said and all Tony could think to say was; ‘sorry.’ ‘Well you will be young lady’, Nanny said taking his hand and pulling him over to a large changing table. She pushed him onto it so that he was lying on his back. She leaned over him and buckled a wide leather strap over his chest pinning his arms to his sides; ‘just to stop you falling off’, she said. She reached up to a shelf and pushed a pink dummy into his mouth; ‘suck on that’, she commanded as she pulled blue latex gloves onto his hands. ‘All visitors to my nursery must undergo a full medical examination’, she said with a smile. She applied lube to her right hand and Tony stiffened as she pushed her index finger into his rectum. The finger moved and twisted inside him and he noticed his cock was stiffening and tried not to think about it. When she was satisfied she opened his urethra and pushed her little finger inside, ignoring his cry of pain. ‘Good. I don’t see any problems’, she said opening a jar of white cream. She liberally smeared his groin including between his legs and then shook talc over the entire area. A disposable diaper was soon taped in place but she hadn’t finished, a second, much larger diaper went over the first and then she removed the strap and told him to stand up. ‘Walk up and down and have a look at yourself Tonya’, she commanded and as he did so he saw in the mirror how the bulk of two diapers caused him to waddle. ‘Now I think you should get dressed, we don’t want you catching cold’, she said indicating a neat pile of clothes as she left the room. The clothes consisted of a white blouse and very short check skirt along with knee length white socks; the school girl look he had mentioned on the contact form. He got dressed and found that the blouse was a tight fit and the skirt didn’t cover the bulk of the two diapers. He had just finished buttoning the blouse when Nanny returned and quickly checked he was dressed properly. She then pushed him against the wall and soon he was bound to hooks he hadn’t noticed by pink ribbons. Her hand brushed the diaper and it crinkled under her pressure. She smiled as she felt his erection. As he opened his mouth to say something the dummy fell out and she scolded him. Instead of putting it back she pushed a rubber gag in its place and this time strapped it in place. He soon found out it was hollow when she pushed a tube into it and connected it to a bottle hanging from the ceiling. When she turned the tap liquid flowed slowly into his mouth and he had no choice but to swallow it. He didn’t know how much he drank; but it took many minutes before the flow finally stopped. He didn’t know at the time that it contained a diuretic; he would find that out later. Nanny Julia removed the gag and replaced it with the dummy and this time she tied it around his head with a pink ribbon before sitting down, picking up some papers and starting to read; ignoring him. After a short time Tony felt his bladder telling him it needed relief and he remembered he was wearing a diaper but standing up he found it impossible. Nanny sensed his frustration, she put the paper down; ‘does my little Tonya need a pee?’ and Tony nodded. She untied him and bent him over the changing bench. The strap went over his back to hold him down and she also tied his ankles to the supports. ‘That should make it easier’, she said, going back to her reading. In this bent position it did indeed prove easy for Tony to pee and once he started he found he couldn’t stop and the flow seemed to go on forever. He felt the hot liquid flooding around his groin and found it quite sensuous. Nanny Julia seemed to sense when he was finished and she released him and removed the dummy. ‘Thank you Nanny, that was really good’, Tony said, assuming the session was over; although without his watch he had no idea of how much time had passed. Nanny ignored him and told him to remove his clothes and get back on the bench. She stripped off the two diapers and wiped him clean with baby wipes. She took a folded towel from the shelf; ‘this is a 60” terry diaper’, she said as she expertly folded it into a kite shape and slide it under his bottom. Four safety pins held it in place and then she removed the strap. The soft material stirred Tony’s cock and his mind went back to sitting reading the story back at home. He wasn’t concentrating on what she was doing; but when he did he found she had secured him to the bench with a cocoon of pink rope, covering his chest, arms and legs. He started to say something but his words were cut off by a latex bag shoved into his mouth which she quickly pumped up filling it completely. As she buckled a blindfold over his eyes the last image he had was of her wicked smile. ‘Now it seems to me Tonya you have been a very naughty child’, he heard her voice say. ‘You have been having some very disturbing thoughts which are not normal I have to say; and we will have to do something about them.’ Tony assumed this was all part of her act, but part of him wasn’t so sure but bound as he was there was nothing he could do about it. He felt pressure from her hand on the towelling diaper and his cock immediately responded. For about twenty minutes she manipulated his cock inside the diaper, frustrating his pleas for relief. He had never waited this long for a climax, but when it finally came it felt like it went on forever and the rush of pleasure was immense. Nanny left him for a few minutes to recover and then removed the blindfold. He watched as she gently unpinned the diaper exposing his hairy groin now covered in milky white semen. She wiped him clean with a dry section of the towel and used baby wipes to complete the process. Once she had finished she untied him and removed the gag. ‘There are fresh towels in the shower, please help yourself and come back when you are finished Tony’, she said seemingly indicating the session was over. He showered quickly; unsure what time is was as his watch was outside with his own clothes. When he was dry he wrapped a small towel around his waist and returned to the Nursery. The door to the hall was closed and he went to open it to get his clothes and realised there was a problem when he found it locked. He turned to find Nanny standing with her hands on her hips and a frown on her face. ‘The session is only over when I say so’, she said softly but the way she said it told him he had made a mistake. ‘Let me explain how this works from now on’, she said sitting down in the chair. ‘This session was a trial, not for you to try me but the other way round. When I find a suitable client they become mine and believe me you are a suitable client. You thought by using a made up name and a gmail account you could be anonymous but IP addresses can be used to find your location and from that lots of personal details.’ She proceeded to tell him his real name, Helen’s surname, their own email, addresses and home address. Tony sat on the bench, not sure what to say. ‘You enjoyed today’s session’, she said and Tony nodded; ‘so to avoid Helen getting to know; and this room is equipped with several cameras so I can send photos or videos, you will present yourself to me once every two months. You may have been surprised that me fee was so low but subsequent sessions will cost £1,000 and last as long as I desire. I know from your bank emails that you can afford it.’ Tony hung his head not sure what to say but finally, realising she had him by the “short and curlies”, he agreed. ‘In which case the session is almost over; there is just the need for a punishment for trying to leave before I permitted you to’, she said. She made him bend over the bench once more and Tony wondered what she had in mind. He felt her finger enter his rectum and then something thicker was pushed in followed by something else. She told him to stand up and handed him a pair of white pants. ‘These training pants’, she said, ‘you might need them; now get dressed!’ She unlocked the door and he dressed quickly before she changed her mind. ‘You probably won’t make it home in time before the laxative in your arse works its magic’, she said with a laugh, closing the door to the flat behind him. She was right; part way home he suffered severe cramp and felt something slip from his arse. The absorbent pants contained the leakage but later a second fart expelled more material and he felt his trousers were slightly wet. When he got home and cleaned himself up he found an email on his real account; it was from Nanny giving him a deadline for booking his next session.

Hi - I'm David and I'm new to the forum and I live in the east of England. I have been a 'closet' diaper lover for a while but have been very much into bondage and roleplay for many decades. A few years ago a Mistress I visited happened to have a spare diaper and I was made to wear it and I realised how much I enjoyed it as part of the role play particularly when forced to wet it. I have since bought my own diapers and practice self bondage wearing one whilst fantasying about being tied for real as a Girl Guide - don't ask, that's for another time.