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Mommy led Baby on her leash to the bedroom, picked her up, and placed her on the bed. She restrained Baby to the bed and finally yanked the clothespins off her nipples. Baby yelped. “Do you need to be gagged again?” Baby shook her head vigorously. “I think you do.” Mommy went to the bathroom and retrieved the panties Baby had soiled earlier that night. Baby stared wide eyed at the crunchy, pee soaked panties. “I’ll be good Mommy I promise! You don’t need to do that!” “Oh now I definitely do. I told you, babies who can’t make it to the potty are not allowed to talk.” Baby clenched her mouth shut, but Mommy pinched her nose until she was so starved for air that she had to open her mouth. Mommy balled up the panties and shoved them in, duct taping Baby’s mouth so she couldn’t spit them out. The mix of salty, bitter urine and sour pussy juices was an overpowering taste in her mouth. “Now we can get started. You are not under any circumstances allowed to cum. Remember, I can always tell, and there will be severe consequences.” It was true, Mommy was so in sync with Baby that she had learned exactly how Baby’s legs and stomach quivered as she came. There was nothing cuter than watching her baby struggle and squirm, trying desperately to avoid that tell-tale shaking. Mommy got out the wand and plugged it in. She put her hand on Baby’s diaper and gave it a good squish. “You’ve been using your diaper I see. That’ll make this so much harder for you.” She chuckled. She turned on the wand and held it to the diaper. Baby moaned under her gag. Mommy pressed the vibrator harder. She couldn’t help but wriggle her hips and pull uselessly on the tight restraints. Mommy hit her in the crotch. “Stop moving slut.” Baby tensed every muscle. She wanted to cum so bad but she knew Mommy would punish her and delay her change. She may even extend the whole punishment. For all Baby knew, Mommy would make her stay in diapers for the whole month, with no hope of cumming anytime soon. “Mmmmmmmnggggg” Another smack to the crotch. Baby winced in pain. Her clit couldn’t help but grow harder from the welcome attention. She held her breath, trying hard not to make any noise or move. The vibrator relentlessly pushed against her sopping wet diapers, which were starting to get quite heavy and uncomfortable. She debated whether to give in and accept whatever punishment was in store for her just for a moment of release. All of a sudden, she couldn’t take it anymore. An orgasm erupted from her trembling body. Her legs betrayed her and shook in the way they always did. As soon as the legs began to shake, Mommy noticed and turned off the vibrator. The long awaited for orgasm was ruined right as it started. Baby strained against her restraints, pleading with her body to finish what was started. Mommy shook her head. “You have no self control slut. Bad girls who cum without permission don’t get to finish. I guess I need to punish you more than I thought.”

Mine's easily "Into the Blue" (2005). Wondering what scenes involving gags everyone else likes?

Part 1 The first thing eighteen-year-old Catherine Wauldron realised when she awoke was that she was immobilised. Well, she was seated on a hard metal chair, arms rested on the chair's arms but bound to it with several strips of zips ties. Her bare legs and ankles were also bound to the chair's legs and more zip ties secured her torso to the chair. All her clothes were removed and she was now dressed in plain translucent T-shirt and large white knickers. To top it off, strips of duct tape sealed wound around her head. "Welcome back," she heard a muffled female voice as a bright light shone at her face. Cath saw two masked figures, the other definitely a guy and much shorter. "Don't worry honey, you'll be united with your dad once he pays us the full sum. When that will be depends when he'll may the full drop. No police will find you, that explains why I had to remove all your clothing, clean you up. There won't be any one finding you so have a good rest." Catherine could only scream as the light switched off. Hours later... "MMmph! MMmph!" The cries came. The male figure burst in, shone the light and saw her shouting through the gag and struggling. "What?" He asked also in a muffled voice. "Tommmplt, mmmph!" She responded and continued to struggle. After more cries, he finally realised what she wanted. One by one, he cut off the zip ties. Before she could get up, he managed to yank her arms in front of her and bound them with a fresh zip tie. Then he held a bucket. "Bukmmmet?! Nmmm?!" She shook her head violently. "Do it, hurry up!" But his response was weaker and she shook her head again. After another argument, he grabbed her drew her out of the blackened room into a brighter one then into an open toilet stall. "Two minutes and the door stays open," He ordered. "Tommlt Papmmm?" She called noticing there was none. "Just do your stuff!" Less than the time limit, she finished as was roughly bound back in the chair. Just then, the female captor returned. She peered inside the captive's room then snarled and yank her accomplice out into the next room. "Why are her bonds not properly tied? Why is the bucket out of place?" She yelled then received the explanation. "You were supposed to let her just use the bucket and not bring her out! Now she knows what the place looks like! Go clean up the toilet, make sure it is free of any traces of her!" The female yelled then storm out again. Forty-five minutes later, she returned and both of them entered the captive's room, with their masks on. This time it was female who undid the crying girl's bounds but left her wrists unbound this time. "We're not going let you use the toilet, or even the bucket," the muffled female voice announced. "Instead, I'll let you put this on yourself." She held up a slightly crinkly item. It didn’t' take Catherine long to identify what it was. "Nmmmmph!" She replied, shifting back. She didn't want to wear an adult nappy. TBC