Sallas

[DAQ]

Anna is going to cause so much trouble. And I am HERE for it.

[igel]

This was what I thought about making the women incontinent, Jane was obviously able to hold it for a while. Maybe induced fecal incontinence is a thing rich husbands do to their women if they start to get to much ideas. 

 

Before their marriage they went to girl schools. As far as we know, women do not change their own diapers. I guess a girl school would not teach them that skill, for the very obvious reason that they would become a more independent woman. This leads to a logistic question. If every girl needs 15 minutes attention to their diapers every school day, and there are 100 girls in a school, we are talking about 25h of diaper service spread out over a 7h school day. That's four person full time diaper duty. Then we have to consider that school lunch cause active bowels which means sort of a rush hour. Are we talking about that there will be like 10-15 staff dedicated to diaper duty for every hundred girls in rush hour.       

[Elfy]

Anna is taking a big risk in changing Jane but she just can't let the poor girl suffer. She hopes Ryan and Paul won't notice what has happened but can she really expect it to stay secret? And what would happen if the men found out that she had acted on her own initiative?

Then, as the dinner party comes to an end, Ryan does something Anna wouldn't have expected in a million years.

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Anna pulled out some baby wipes and started quickly but thoroughly cleaning her friend. Jane remained completely limp as Anna changed someone else’s diaper for the first time in her life. She was working so diligently she soon forgot about the smell and when she pulled the soiled disposables away she felt like she had truly accomplished something. She smiled as she felt pride over successfully cleaning Jane.

Anna balled up the used diapers and dropped them into the diaper pail. She was nearly done and thankfully there was no sign that anyone was going to disturb them. She pulled out three of her own diapers from beneath the padded top, she had to try and make it look like Jane had been wearing these diapers the whole time. As Anna looked down at the diapers she froze.

“What’s wrong?” Jane asked nervously when Anna hadn’t moved for a few seconds.

Anna looked at the top of the diaper pail where Jane’s messy disposables were balled up. She saw the infantile designs on the outside of the padding, the teddy bears and baby blocks stood out against the white background. She then looked down at her own diapers that she was about to put on Jane. They were almost completely blank. The fact that these weren’t Jane’s diapers would be immediately obvious to anyone who gave them even a cursory glance.

Anna thought about telling Jane the truth but the poor woman looked on the verge of a nervous breakdown and this news might push her over the edge. Anna thought back to how Ryan had been when he came home the previous evening. As long as Paul had enough to drink maybe he wouldn’t notice the obviously different diapers. Whether he would notice or not Anna decided it wasn’t worth worrying her friend about it since they certainly couldn’t change it now.

“Nothing.” Anna looked up and smiled. She didn’t know if lying to her friend was a good idea but it did seem like the least bad one.

Anna opened the first crinkly diaper and slipped it underneath Jane’s backside. As she pulled the front of the diaper up and taped it closed she prayed no one would tell the difference. If she was honest it seemed obvious to her but maybe Paul wouldn’t look at it so closely. She could only hope. She slipped a second diaper underneath Jane and taped it up and then was just about able to get the third diaper on top. As she pressed the poppers of the onesie together she ran her hand against the stretchy material and sighed.

“All done?” Jane asked.

“Yeah.” Anna said as she stepped back and let Jane sit up.

Anna watched as Jane slipped off the edge of the table. Jane lurched forwards and wrapped Anna in a hug so tight it almost cut off her air. Anna patted Jane on the back.

“This is the nicest thing anyone’s ever done for me.” Jane whispered.

Anna was happy to have been able to do this for her friend and yet she couldn’t help but be sad for Jane. That this was the nicest thing someone had for her was one of the most pathetic things she’d ever heard. She let Jane continue to hug her until she was done. Once they were finished they went back to how things had been before. Anna sat down on the edge of the bed and was belatedly reminded that she had messed herself as well.

Recently Anna had occasionally been changing her own diapers. She knew that Ryan knew she was doing and yet he hadn’t said anything. It had become a small act of defiance for her. She would’ve changed herself that evening but she didn’t want to push her luck. Ryan acted indifferent to her self-changes but she felt sure Paul wouldn’t be so easy going.

For the next few hours Anna and Jane continued in conversation. The only breaks were when they heard footsteps coming down the hallway and they waited for the door to open but it was always just one of the men going to the bathroom. It slowly got later and the women were both starting to feel tired.

“Jane!” Paul’s voice suddenly boomed. It managed to make the women jump even from a distance, “Come on. Time to go.”

Jane jumped to her feet as soon as she heard her voice. The Pavlovian response to her master’s voice was deeply ingrained despite the relatively short length of their marriage. Anna stood up next to her. She walked ahead of Jane and stopped at the door to look back and make sure Jane was ready.

“Just relax.” Anna said to Jane as she put her hand on the door’s handle, “Everything will be fine.”

Anna wasn’t sure if she was talking more to Jane or herself as she opened the door and stepped into the hallway. Jane followed her out and together they walked down towards the living room. As Anna approached the main living area she heard two male voices laugh. She took a deep breath and then stepped out where she could be seen. She could see quite a few empty bottles of beer though they were mostly around Paul’s seat, there were very few next to Ryan.

“Here they are.” Ryan said with a smile that Paul didn’t share.

“What took you so long?” Paul demanded.

“Sorry, Master.” Jane said quickly as she looked down at the ground. She dropped to her hands and knees and crawled like a baby across to her husband.

Anna stayed where she was. She looked around nervously and prayed Paul was too drunk to notice Jane’s obviously different diapers. To make herself useful and to try and act like everything was normal she went into the kitchen and started making some drinks. She could hear conversation in the living room as she got a couple of beers out of the fridge and brought them over.

“We should make this a regular thing.” Paul said. He slurred only slightly despite the apparent amount of beer he had imbibed.

“That would be great.” Ryan replied as he looked over to his wife.

“I was wrong about you…” Paul continued as he shifted forwards on his seat, “The guys and me, we all thought you were whipped but you seem to have anything under control.”

“I wasn’t aware I was being tested.” Ryan said with a small smile.

“We’re always being tested.” Paul said with a little smile of his own. He patted his knee and Jane stood up to sit on it, “Our futures depend on more than just grades. You know that, right?”

“Of course.” Ryan replied.

“Good.” Paul said, “Because I would hate to have to…”

Anna had been lurking off to the side trying to remain outside of everyone’s attention when she heard Paul stutter to a stop. She hesitantly looked up to see that Paul’s hand was on Jane’s onesie right between her legs where the poppers were clasped together. Jane’s eyes were wide as she stared across at Anna.

“What the hell!?” Paul suddenly exclaimed.

Anna watched as he suddenly and violently shoved Jane to the floor. Anna stepped forwards without thinking and stood between Paul and his wife, she got down to try and shield Jane who was letting out pathetic little whimpers.

“What’s going on?” Ryan asked as he stood up.

“My damn bitch of a wife disobeyed me!” Paul spat out, “Get your girl out of the way. I have to teach Jane a lesson.”

“Stay away from her!” Anna yelled as she turned to look at Paul. The fact her diaper was still messy had been long forgotten about.

Paul didn’t even hesitate to push Anna to the side. Anna stumbled and fell into Ryan’s arms, he grabbed her and helped her to stay upright. Anna immediately tried to pull free but Ryan held on to her. She looked over to where Jane was lying in a crumbled heap and saw Paul reach down and pull the two halves of the onesie apart. The diapers were exposed confirming Paul’s suspicions.

“Look at this!” Paul said as he pointed down at Jane’s crotch.

“I don’t understand…” Ryan said.

“I told her I didn’t want to have to deal with any diaper changes tonight.” Paul growled.

“You didn’t!” Anna cried out as her emotions overpowered her brain.

“She broke the rules about touching her diapers. So yeah, I do have to deal with it.” Paul continued.

Anna watched helplessly as Paul grabbed Jane by the bottom of her leg and pulled her back to the chair he had been sat on. When he let go he started to undo his belt and Anna gasped in horror. She looked up at Ryan who seemed to have no clue what to do.

“Do something!” Anna hissed desperately to her husband. She resented him for his position but he was, at the very least, better than Paul, “I’m begging you. Please!”

“You’re making me do this.” Paul growled as he pulled Jane up and bent her over the edge of the chair. His arm came back threateningly.

“Maybe this is a little too much…” Ryan said as he reached out a hand to try and pacify Paul.

“Too much?” Paul looked at Ryan with a mixture of disgust and disbelief. He shook his head as he pulled his hand back even further.

Anna was on the verge of hyperventilating. Ryan was still holding her back albeit lightly and she was staring down at Jane who was tensed up across Paul’s lap. She couldn’t let her poor friend suffer this punishment, no matter the risk to herself she had to intervene. It was the right thing to do.

“It’s my fault!” Anna yelled.

The tumult in the room suddenly died down and all eyes turned to Anna. Anna was looking at Jane who shook her head to tell Anna not to get involved. It wasn’t Anna’s nature to abandon a friend though and it had been her idea in the first place even if the game was rigged from the start. Anna couldn’t back down now even if she wanted to.

“I changed Jane.” Anna said, “She didn’t want me to but I insisted. Don’t punish her.”

There was a moment of tension before Paul broke into loud laughter. To Anna’s relief he lowered the belt but he didn’t allow Jane up. Anna looked up at Ryan to see that he seemed even more conflicted than before. He looked horrified that Anna would be so brazen.

“Am I hearing this right, Ryan?” Paul looked at Anna’s husband as he finally stopped laughing, “Is your woman telling me she broke the rules AND what to do about it?”

Anna swallowed hard as Paul stood up straight and started walking over towards Anna with the belt. He stumbled slightly, probably an effect of the alcohol, but advanced until he was inches from Anna. The scared woman felt Ryan hold her slightly more tightly. Paul stared at her for a few second before grabbing one of her arms and trying to pull her away from Ryan.

“If you think that’s going to stop Jane’s punishment you’re wrong but you’ve just talked yourself into one as well.” Paul muttered.

Anna felt like the rope in a tug-of-war contest as she was pulled one way and the other. She looked up at Ryan desperately and could see his mouth hanging open. He looked down to Anna and for just a second their eyes locked on to each other.

“H-Hey, Paul…” Ryan said, “I’ll do it.”

“Excuse me?” Paul said as he stopped pulling.

“I’ll deal with Anna.” Ryan said, “She is mine after all. You deal with Jane.”

Paul looked for a bit like he might argue. He was looked to Anna and back before slowly nodding. He finally let go of Anna’s wrist and she rubbed it with her other hand. She looked at Paul fearfully as he made his way back to Jane who hadn’t moved from her place over the arm of the chair.

“Are you sure you’ve got it in you?” Paul asked as he looked at Ryan seriously.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Ryan replied.

“I mean, are you going to man up and do your duty?” Paul said. He took position behind Jane but mercifully dropped the belt, “You’re the only male I know who I haven’t seen punish their woman. I’m starting to wonder if you even can… maybe she’s the one that spanks you, huh?”

Anna saw Ryan bristle and clench his fists. He grabbed Anna and pushed her over the side of the couch roughly so her messy rear was poking up into the air. Anna’s face drained of colour, she had never been manhandled like this by Ryan before. She turned her head to the side and saw Jane staring right back at her with a strange look of calmness. She had accepted what was going to happen and had retreated to a safe place within her head.

“Are you whipped?” Paul asked accusingly, “Or are you a man?”

Anna tensed up but was still taken by surprise when she felt Ryan’s hand smacking against the back of her diaper. She was pushed forwards slightly and the mush in her diaper spread out over her skin. She let out a little yelp, the spank was harder than she was expecting. She heard a similar noise from across the room and saw that Paul had spanked Jane as well.

“You call that a spank?” Paul sneered, “No wonder Anna rules things over here.”

The next spank was even harder and Anna exclaimed yet again. Despite the cushioning of her diaper she could still feel the blows hitting her backside hard and stinging her. After every spank Paul would give commentary demanding Ryan to hit harder. She started thinking that this would never end and a wave of hopelessness crashed over her.

“That’s more like it!” Paul laughed manically. This wasn’t just punishment. He was fully enjoying getting to do this, “Show her how an alpha treats their girl!”

Anna tried to hold back the tears but couldn’t. After one particularly hard spank she let out a loud sob as tears started to streak down her face. Through her blurry vision she could see Jane was taking her punishment with a lot more stoicism. Anna wished she could be that emotionless, she felt ashamed for crying like a baby like this.

With every spank the mess inside the diaper was spread further and the padding at the back became more compressed offering less and less protection. Anna could feel the stinging going through her skin which she was sure was turning red. She kicked her feet and flailed her arms but it was all useless, she was going to be there until the men decided she was done. She had no idea how long the spanking lasted nor how many times she was smacked when finally it seemed to stop.

“Your technique could use some work.” Paul said just loud enough to be heard over Anna’s crying, “Come on Jane. If you think this is finished you are mistaken. On your hands and knees like the naughty baby you are.”

Anna was slumped over the arm of the chair with tears and snot running down her face. She was sweating and breathing hard as well. She stayed where she was as she listened to Paul saying his goodbyes, she didn’t see Jane getting on all fours to crawl out but she assumed she did so. As soon as Ryan went towards the front door she finally pulled herself up and ran down the hallway to the master bedroom. She fell face forwards on to the bed and covered her face in despair.

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“See you later.” Ryan said as he did his best to keep the smile on his face.

“Yeah, we’ll have to make this a regular thing.” Paul said as he walked across the hallway and unlocked his door, “Are you coming out with the guys tomorrow night? It’s Steve’s birthday and apparently he’s going to have his wife…”

Ryan was distracted as Jane brushed past his legs as she crawled out of the apartment and into the hallway. He had to resist reaching down and seeing if she was alright, he was feeling highly emotional. He had to suppress his feelings though, no one could know how shaken up he was feeling.

As Jane crawled past Paul he gave her a light tap with his foot to get her moving before looking up at Ryan. Ryan attempted to chuckle but it sounded strangely strangled. He was relieved when he was finally able to close the door. He put his head against the wood and took several shaky breaths. He could feel his heart racing and it was like there was a lump in his throat that was choking him.

Ryan had no idea how long he stayed there but he felt like if he moved even the slightest bit his façade of masculinity would crack and fall away. “Keep it together, keep it together…” He kept repeating to himself.

“Erm, excuse me…” Anna’s soft voice came from behind him. It sounded so weak it was a wonder the words travelled across the room at all, “I think I need a change…”

Ryan turned around and saw Anna standing nervously at the other end of the living room. Her face was turned down to the ground and she seemed like she had shrunk into herself. Ryan felt his bottom lip trembling and before he could do anything he dropped to his knees and started crying loudly.

[ezithemuse]

Oh wow I first found this on AO3! I'm so stoked to read more of this!

[Elfy]

On 12/12/2022 at 7:26 AM, ezithemuse said:

Oh wow I first found this on AO3! I'm so stoked to read more of this!

Glad you found me here!

You'll also find a LOT of my stories here rather than the one I've been posting to AO3 so far

[Elfy]

The truth comes out as Ryan spills the beans on why he's been acting so strangely.

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Anna didn’t know what to do. She stood awkwardly across the room as Ryan unexpectedly just slumped down to his knees. He covered his face but it was very clear he was loudly crying. Anna was shocked, it was the first time she had seen a man cry. Anna’s adoptive father hadn’t even cried at his own parents’ funerals and here was Ryan sobbing like a baby.

When Anna had made her way back into the living room she had been terrified of her husband. For the first time he had laid his hands on her and spanked her harder than she had ever been spanked before. She didn’t know what to do, after considering leaving the room she decided to stand her ground and see what happened. If anything she felt she was the one who should be crying.

“I’m sorry!” Ryan suddenly exclaimed so loudly that Anna jumped backwards.

“You… huh?” Anna muttered with a frown.

“I can’t do this!” Ryan moved his hands from his face to reveal streaks of tears and puffy red cheeks.

Anna was feeling very awkward. It was if she was intruding on a private moment. Ryan was looking up at her through eyes blurred with tears. What she decided to do took even her by surprise. Instead of retreating she took a couple of steps forwards towards the middle of the room. They were small and tentative but when she stopped a few feet from Ryan she didn’t feel he was a threat. He looked so vulnerable on his knees in front of her, like a child who was lost.

“What’s going on?” Anna asked with concern. It was concern for her own well-being as much as Ryan’s.

“I’m not… I can’t…” Ryan was shaking his heads and trying to speak in between sobs that seemed to shake his whole body.

Anna took another couple of steps forwards until she was within arm range of her husband. There was an armchair just to the side of the pair of them and she perched herself on the edge of it. She was in uncharted waters and half-reached out her hand before pulling it back to herself. After her spanking she had expected to hate Ryan, she had expected to fear him even, and yet she was now a couple of feet from him as he continued to loudly cry. It was so unusual she really didn’t know what she was supposed to do. She wasn’t prepared at all for a situation like this.

“I’m sorry!” Ryan wailed again, “I’m so, so sorry… for everything!”

“Slow down…” Anna said. Rather hesitantly she reached a hand out and put it on Ryan’s trembling shoulder, “I don’t understand.”

“I don’t want this.” Ryan said after a deep shuddering breath, “I didn’t want any of this. I didn’t want to marry you, I didn’t want to force you to move in with me, I didn’t want to make you a housewife when you’re clearly capable of so much more!”

If Anna was shocked before these last revelations were almost enough to knock her off her chair. She pulled her hand away from Ryan and looked around as if fearful someone might overhear them. None of this made any kind of sense to her and she was desperate to be told what was going on. Was this some kind of test? If Anna didn’t submit was Ryan going to punish her again? Ryan’s tears looked real and she didn’t think he was that good of an actor.

“You need to explain what’s going on.” Anna said warily.

Ryan took a deep breath and the tears that had been running down his face slowed down. He took a deep breath and seemed to compose himself a little. He pulled his shirt up and used it to wipe his face as he turned to look at Anna. He stayed on his knees before his wife as if he were begging for forgiveness.

“I… I hate this society.” Ryan seemed to spit the words out venomously, “I hate everything about it.”

Anna could hardly believe her ears. She had never heard any man complaining about the male dominated nature of Sallas, she hadn’t even heard many women dare to openly complain about it. The fear that her husband was testing her disappeared, as she looked into his eyes she could see he was deadly serious.

“You need to start at the beginning…” Anna prompted when it seemed like Ryan was lost for words.

“Right, right…” Ryan took another deep breath. He paused for a couple of seconds and then launched into an explanation. His voice remained shaky like he might burst into tears again at a moment’s notice, “I’ve hated this ever since I was a small child and I saw what father did to my mom. She was a beautiful, intelligent woman and just filled with love. Father took all of that and twisted her until she was…”

Ryan trailed off but Anna knew what he was thinking. Anna had seen Ryan’s mom at the graduation. She had seen how she had been changed to the point she looked less like a human and more like a doll. Obscenely sized breasts, lips bulging out and more plastic than flesh it had seemed. Every part of that poor woman had been molded and shaped by countless surgeries to make the perfect plaything for Anna’s father-in-law. The image of Ryan’s mom wouldn’t leave Anna’s mind for a long time.

“I watched my mom have everything taken away and I knew it was wrong but I couldn’t do anything about it. I watched as she was stripped of everything that made her… her. I watched as her smile and sunny disposition disappeared, she became more and more introverted the more they worked on her until she gave up.” Ryan clenched his fists for a few moments, “I knew then this whole society was… bullshit. I knew enough to keep it to myself but I truly couldn’t stand it… I can’t stand it!”

Ryan paused and grabbed one of the cans of beer still on the table in front of him. Anna watched him give it a little shake and when he heard there was still something inside he lifted it up and took a big drink from it. He put it back and stared into the middle-distance for a few seconds.

“My father said I had to get married.” Ryan continued, “Told me to pick someone.”

“Why?” Anna asked. Her one worded question had two meanings. Why did he have to get married? And why pick her?

“You know how my father got to where he is at the head of this massive company?” Ryan asked in response, “He’s a control freak. He micro-manages everything. He has a plan laid out and that plan called for me to be married when I went to college. He didn’t care whether I loved someone or not, he didn’t care if I was even interested in women. In his view men have to be a very specific thing, they have to do specific things and he was not going to suffer anything that contradicted that. He gave me an ultimatum to pick someone and he would sort it all out.”

“Wow…” It was all Anna could say.

“So I said the first name that came to mind.” Ryan said with a shrug, “I didn’t know any women. I was afraid to really get to know any after what happened to mom. I always admired you though, you weren’t like the other girls. I saw you getting into trouble for bucking the trend and I admired that. I… Well, I had a crush on you. I always watched you and wished I had the courage to say something.”

Ryan stumbled over his words a little and Anna, much to her own surprise, felt her cheeks warming a little bit. She didn’t say anything though, she wanted Ryan to keep going. It felt like this was the first time they had really spoken properly and honestly to each other. The man in front of him was not the man she had been living with.

“So I said your name. My father spoke to your dad and arranged things. You have to understand I couldn’t stop anything and I can’t argue or refuse or he would kick me out.” Ryan said. For the first time he looked up at Anna, “I want to be a businessman more than anything in the world. I want to make money. For all my father’s faults he was giving me an open door to step into that world, I just had to go along with his plans. Do you know what happens to men who step outside of the norm?”

Anna shook her head.

“They are shunned.” Ryan said, “They might not be sent off to a camp like women are but I would be blackballed from ever having any kind of job that mattered. I’d never get work that paid above minimum wage, my family would cut me off and I’d struggle to keep myself off the streets.”

Anna truly had no idea. The fact that women were sent off for “re-education” was well known and often used as a threat against errant behaviour but Anna didn’t know men were also under pressure to act a certain way. For the first time she was starting to see Ryan in a sympathetic light.

“We got married and then I came to live with you.” Ryan continued, “My plan was originally for you to stay at home whilst I came here. I knew you didn’t want me and I didn’t blame you. I wanted to focus on college. I guess in a way I was just hoping to put off being with you when you so clearly resented me and the life you were going to have. I thought maybe one day I could win you over or something…”

Anna had to acknowledge that Ryan was more switched on than she had given him credit for. He had everything about right and things were starting to make a little more sense. It didn’t stop her from being utterly shocked by all these revelations that were coming out.

“But when I saw your dad… punish you.” Ryan shuddered as he remembered what Harold had done and what he himself had done earlier that night, “I couldn’t just leave you there. I wanted to protect you. I swear to everything that is holy I didn’t want to punish you. I don’t want to be like fucking Paul!”

“I… I…” Anna was at a loss for words.

“I want you to be free!” Ryan exclaimed, “I want you to be able to do everything you want. I tried to be the alpha man like everyone else wanted me to be but…”

Silence fell on the room heavily as Ryan stuttered to a stop. Anna didn’t know how to process anything that she had just heard. Despite the obvious sincerity of emotion she couldn’t help but wonder if Ryan was playing some cruel trick on her, she had never known a man to share their emotions like this nor be sympathetic to her. What if he was just saying this has a test of some kind?

“Ryan, this is a lot to take in…” Anna finally said carefully.

“Come with me.” Ryan said as he stood up suddenly. He used his shirt to wipe his eyes as he walked off down the hallway.

“W-Where are we going?” Anna asked fearfully.

“I need to show you something.” Ryan answered.

Anna now felt even more sure that had been tested and that she had somehow failed. She stood up and felt her bruised butt ache with the change of position. She wondered what more Ryan would do to punish her, when she thought of all the other women she had seen both at the college and out in the world she realised the limits were probably only his imagination.

Anna assumed they were heading to the bedroom but Ryan actually stopped before reaching that door. Instead of turning left to where the bedroom entrance was he turned right and Anna saw him fish through his pockets before pulling out a key. With a start she realised he was stood in front of the mysterious door that had, as far as she knew, not been unlocked since their arrival.

“What’s in there?” Anna asked as she made her way forwards cautiously.

“Come and see.” Ryan replied as the door clicked and then opened.

Anna watched her husband walk into the room beyond as she continued slowly towards the hallway. She had been so curious about the room behind that door but now she was reminded of that old saying “curiosity killed the cat” and now that she had the opportunity to look inside she wondered if she would like what she found.

Anna practically crept forwards until she reached the doorway. She took a steadying breath ready for whatever might lay beyond and then turned and looked inside. What she saw didn’t look like it belonged attached to their apartment at all. A nursery, fully stocked and seemingly ready for a baby was waiting there. It looked like something out of a catalogue. The walls were pink and the furniture all white. A rocking chair sat in the corner next to a giant crib whilst a changing table, much more childish than the one in the bedroom, was placed just under the window. Toys, diapers, changing supplies, activities and everything else a baby needs were scattered around the room.

“What the…” Anna stepped inside the room and looked around it, “This has been here since we moved in?”

“Yes.” Ryan replied, “And by all rights you should be spending at least some of your time in here. From what I’ve heard from the other guys they use it all the time.”

“But you…” Anna looked at Ryan as if seeing him with new eyes, “You left it locked. Why?”

“Because I’m being honest when I say that I hate everything this society forces either of us to be!” Ryan held out his hands, “I like you, I genuinely do. I like that you aren’t one of these braindead women meekly accepting everything, I like that even when you’ve been doing what I say you have a rebellious streak. I didn’t know you when I chose you for marriage and I dare say I barely know you now but I like… you!”

Anna was rather taken aback by the passion Ryan spoke with. He was no longer crying but he was no less emotional. They looked into each other’s eyes for several long moments. Anna could see the truth behind them, she had seen plenty of eyes that his malice or disrespect behind them but she saw the opposite in Ryan. She was speechless.

“You can change yourself.” Ryan finally said as he let his gaze fall back down to the carpet, “I’ll sleep on the couch, you can take the bed.”

Ryan turned and left the nursery before Anna could say anything. She was left in the middle of the room stumbling over her thoughts and before she could really work out what to say or do Ryan was gone. She lingered in the unused nursery a little longer as she heard Ryan take his pillows and a blanket to the living room. There were a thousand questions going through Anna’s head but the emotions of the day were catching up with her. She suddenly realised just how exhausted she was.

Anna left the nursery. She practically tip-toed though she didn’t know why. She closed the door behind her and looked out to the living room. She couldn’t see Ryan who was hidden by the back of the couch but she could see his blanket hanging over the edges and she saw the glow of the television which had been turned on but with the volume practically muted.

After taking a moment Anna went into the bathroom and closed the door. She stripped down and turned on the shower much as she had done the previous time she had changed herself. She ended up spending at least half an hour standing under the water and wondering what to do. It had come so far out of left field that she just couldn’t wrap her mind around it. Realistically she knew she should be delighted but she just found herself struggling to accept it, maybe it was just the shock.

Once Anna was clean and dry she picked up her used diaper and took it into the hallway. She looked down to the living room again, there hadn’t been any change. She continued into her bedroom and dropped the used diaper into the pail. She re-diapered herself on the changing table and then climbed into the bed that felt very empty without Ryan in it. She stared up through the darkness at the ceiling and tried to clear her mind so she could sleep. It was easier said than done.

[TheJ]

This is taking an interesting turn. Now I'm curious about what chances they've to escape to the country Anna is from.

[Elfy]

Anna and Ryan discuss the recent revelations. Anna has a special request of her husband.

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When Anna woke up the next morning she found she had sprawled across the bed in the night. She slowly raised her head as the smell of cooking filled her nostrils. The memories of the previous day had her letting her head drop back into the pillows. She didn’t want to face the day or her husband. Everything felt like it was going to be very awkward. It couldn’t be put off forever though and Anna forced herself to get up and dressed. Her diaper was wet but they were thick enough to be able to survive for a little while yet.

Anna walked out of the bedroom and slowly made her way to the living room. The smell of eggs and bacon grew stronger as she walked into the main area of the apartment. Ryan’s blanket was now laying half on the floor and he was in the kitchen.

“Ah, good morning.” Ryan said as he looked over his shoulder and saw Anna watching him and rubbing the sleep out of her eyes.

“Hi…” Anna replied cautiously.

“If you want to sit down breakfast will be ready in a couple of minutes.” Ryan said.

Anna walked over and sat down. To say this situation was unusual would be an understatement, she didn’t remember ever seeing a man cooking for a woman before. Three minutes later Ryan walked over to the table with two plates of food, he then went back to the kitchen and returned shortly afterwards with a couple of glasses of orange juice.

“Tuck in.” Ryan said with a smile as soon as he had sat down.

The food was good but Anna couldn’t help but think about the elephant in the room. Ryan wasn’t talking about what had happened and she started to wonder if it hadn’t been some crazy dream. Maybe he had realised he was making a mistake and wasn’t going to talk about it again. She wasn’t sure if she should bring the conversation up herself or not.

As breakfast continued Anna was increasingly preoccupied with the thought she had fallen asleep with and woken up still thinking. She looked at her husband as he avoiding her gaze and wondered if she should say something. It would test his commitment to whether he was being honest the previous evening. If he didn’t like the idea though… Well, it didn’t bear thinking about.

“Ryan…” Anna said eventually as she put down her knife and fork. The greasy food was already churning inside her belly, “About last night…”

Ryan seemed to freeze and he nervously licked his lips. Anna watched him carefully for any sign that might say that she was making a mistake in bringing up the previous day but he didn’t say anything. For several long seconds silence hung in the air. Anna kind of wanted Ryan to take up the conversation but he didn’t, instead he waited for Anna to finish her point.

“Did you mean what you said?” Anna asked. Her heart felt like it was about to beat out of her chest. She was so nervous he would say he was joking or something despite how unlikely that seemed.

“Every word.” Ryan replied almost immediately.

“Good.” Anna replied. She tried to act with a degree of confidence she didn’t really feel. She hated not feeling in control and right now she was barely in control of her own emotions yet alone the situation she was in, “Then there is something you could do for me.”

“Oh?” Ryan asked. He seemed genuinely interested, perhaps it was a chance for him to prove his words weren’t empty.

Anna suddenly found herself tongue-tied. She knew what she wanted to ask for and yet it felt so humiliating to request something that she should’ve been allowed to do as a toddler. It wasn’t something any adult should have to ask for.

“I want… I want to be potty trained.” Anna requested.

Anna swallowed nervously. Normally asking for something like this from a man was a quick route to being punished, it wasn’t a woman’s place to ask for such things. Potty training was entirely at the discretion of the husband. If he wanted to do it he could though there were plenty of cases where the men never bothered and left their wives diaper dependent forever.

“OK.” Ryan replied. He smiled, “Just let me know what I can do to help.”

Anna had almost been expecting Ryan to explode at her in anger. She wouldn’t have been surprised if he had leapt to his feet, screamed that she had failed his test and that she was going to be sent away. Instead he was just chuckling innocently at Anna’s bemused reaction.

“I don’t want you to be scared of me.” Ryan said as he put down his cutlery, “Look, I know you didn’t choose this marriage or, really, anything in your life but that doesn’t mean we can’t at least try to make it work. I promise no matter what happens I will never intentionally hurt you.”

“R-Right…” Anna said. She was suddenly feeling a little choked up. She didn’t know what Ryan could do to help, it wasn’t like she had done any research. She had a small amount of control but whether it was just the stress of recent events or not even that seemed to have slipped.

“I do have one request.” Ryan said as he gathered up the plates, “We have to keep this arrangement between us. If anyone else found out it would be a disaster… for both of us.”

“Of course.” Anna replied with a nod.

“Good.” Ryan took a deep breath, “It’s good to clear the air. I need to head out to the library to get some books for some assignments. You’ll be alright by yourself?”

Anna nodded. Ryan walked away towards the bedroom, he had been wearing yesterday’s clothes still, clearly he hadn’t wanted to go in and disturb Anna whilst she was sleeping. Anna remained where she was until Ryan came back the other way fully dressed and with a backpack over his shoulder.

“I’ll be back in a few hours.” Ryan said as he went past.

Anna watched him go in silence. When the front door closed behind him Anna let out a long breath she hadn’t been aware she was holding. Her muscles had been tense but now she let them relax as she stood up. She belatedly realised she hadn’t had her wet diaper changed, something that often happened after breakfast. It took a moment for her to realise she could and should change herself. Not having to tip-toe around that idea was novel.

Something else that often happened after breakfast was her need to go number two. She leaned forwards slightly and pushed without thinking, she only stopped herself at the last possible moment. She thought about everything that had been said and quickly tensed up again, she stood up and quickly walked to the bathroom. This was a habit she would have to break.

As Anna looked at the toilet she felt her heart race. She couldn’t remember the last time she had used one, it would’ve been all the way back before her parents died. There was no time to waste though, she pulled the tapes off her diaper and let it fall to the ground. She turned around and sat on the toilet. It felt strange and she had the childish thought that she might not be using it right.

Anna used the toilet like any adult should and cleaned herself up. As she stood up she threw her hands in the air in triumph. This was something she had wished for since she had gone to live with the Abbott family. She couldn’t exactly believe she had really done it. It finally started to properly sink in that Ryan was going to give her the chances she had desperately wanted. It felt almost dangerous to hope that things would be alright from here on out but she couldn’t help herself. She wanted to run from rooftop to rooftop shouting that she had just used the toilet!

Anna couldn’t stop smiling as she left the room. She went straight to the master bedroom again and taped a new diaper around her waist. Whilst she was more than happy to use the toilet she had to be sensible, going from half a lifetime of diaper usage to the toilet would take a little getting used to and she desperately wanted to prove to her husband that she was worthy of this chance. Once she was dressed she went into the living room and turned on the television. For the first time she didn’t feel like she had to do chores.

Not quite knowing what to do with her free time Anna stayed in front of the television until the front door opened and Ryan stepped back inside. He smiled and nodded towards Anna and for the first time when Anna smiled back it was genuine. Ryan put a plastic bag down on the armchair and went down the hallway.

“Erm, Anna?” Ryan’s voice called from somewhere out of sight.

“Yes?” Anna replied.

“I’m delighted you used the toilet…” Ryan’s voice was getting closer until he peeked his head around the corner, “But could you remember to flush next time?”

Anna covered her mouth in embarrassment. She should’ve known she’d forgotten something. Ryan was grinning at her as she quickly nodded her head. She could feel heat rising in her face as she turned away. She listened as Ryan walked back to the bathroom, the toilet flushed and then he returned to the living room. Somehow this felt more humiliating then the messy diapers he had changed.

“I’m so sorry!” Anna blurted out as soon as she saw him.

“It’s fine.” Ryan replied with a chuckle, “You’ll get used to it. Little hiccups are to be expected.”

Anna was still feeling very embarrassed but she couldn’t stop from smiling regardless. She didn’t really know what to do with herself and so she looked at Ryan who moved the bag and sat down on the chair. He reached into the bag and started pulling out books to put on the table.

“I got something for you.” Ryan said as he reached for the last book in the bag.

Anna watched as Ryan pulled out one last book and tossed it on to the seat next to her. Anna picked it up and turned it around to look at the cover, she immediately felt herself becoming a little embarrassed again. “The Comprehensive Guide to Potty Training” promised that it was the best one-stop place for potty training a baby.

“I didn’t know whether to get a book for potty training babies or women.” Ryan said. He looked a little nervous, “I hope it’s alright. I know you’re not a baby or anything I just thought you-”

“It’s great.” Anna interrupted as she put the book down, “I’m sure it will be… helpful.”

Anna did something next that she never though she would do a couple of weeks ago. She stood up and walked around to the chair Ryan was sitting on and leaned down to give him a hug. When she let go and stood up again Ryan remained quiet. Anna took her book and headed through to the bedroom. The only thing stopping her from jumping for joy was the soaked state of her diaper. It was a timely reminder that potty training wasn’t an overnight process.

[Elfy]

The relationship is in a weird place but appearances must be kept up. We hear what Ryan thinks about things before he gets some bad news.

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“We can share the bed.” Anna stated.

“No, its fine, I’ll sleep on the couch.” Ryan said as he picked up his pillow.

“It’s been a week.” Anna said with a sigh, “You should come back to bed.”

Ryan looked at the doorway like he was unsure. Anna was growing exasperated with him. From wanting to do anything to be away from Ryan, and any other male in Sallas, she was now annoyed that he wasn’t spending more time with her. It wasn’t like she wanted to suddenly be with Ryan every moment of the day but it wasn’t like she hated him either. She couldn’t help but be fond of the only male that had ever shown her genuine sympathy.

Ever since Ryan broke down and told Anna how he felt they’re relationship had warmed up. They weren’t best friends but they had a few normal conversations, Anna would ask about his day and in turn he would help her be more independent, at the moment that primarily meant helping with potty training. He seemed like a nice guy and although Anna was somewhat resentful that she was still so reliant on him she couldn’t help but be happy that she thought they could easily spend her their lives sharing a house.

“I don’t know if I should.” Ryan put a hand up to the back of his neck.

“Look, I obviously can’t make you do anything.” Anna shook her head, “But you have classes and you really need to be well-rested for them. I can see the bags under your eyes.”

Anna could see Ryan was being swayed to her side of the argument but he still seemed unsure. It was like the cork had popped on his guilt about the situation and he just couldn’t put it back in. Far from being a male that ran the household he had completely abdicated his position.

“If for no other reason you should come to bed to keep up appearances.” Anna finally said.

“Huh?” Ryan grunted.

“What if someone comes in and sees you on the couch?” Anna asked, “What if Paul came in and noticed you’d been sleeping there? I’m not suggesting anything else, but we really need to play things safe… at least until we know how things stand.”

That seemed to get Ryan’s attention. He reluctantly dropped his pillow back down and looked up at Anna as if to make sure she was alright with this. When Anna nodded encouragingly Ryan lifted the cover and slipped into bed. He was smiling and Anna felt sure that he was glad she had given him a reason to stay in the bed.

The past week had been one of the strangest of Anna’s life. Her relationship with Ryan, such as it was, hadn’t really changed all that much. They didn’t talk a lot and when they did there was always an awkwardness that neither seemed able to dispel. The main change to her life was her freedom. Ryan had started treating her as an equal partner and that meant that whilst some things changed others stayed the same. It would take time to get used to the new dynamic.

Anna was still doing a majority of the chores because Ryan was busy studying. She had to keep the apartment tidy so as not to arouse any suspicion if anyone visited but Ryan was doing his fair share of the cooking. However, the biggest and most important development had been Anna’s potty training. Anna was proud to say she hadn’t messed her diaper since they agreed on potty training, this was mostly thanks to spending all her time at home and therefore near the toilet. The problem was her bladder which clearly still needed work. She just didn’t have the muscle strength to hold her pee for long enough.

The most important thing though was that Anna had never been happier. For once in her life she felt she had some control over her own destiny. Potty training was very much an optional thing for women, not that they were the ones that chose, and some men simply never put their women through it. The good news was that if Anna ever did get out of diapers she wouldn’t need to hide that fact. That was her thoughts at least, she didn’t want to speak to Ryan about it in case he had bad news for her.

“Goodnight.” Ryan said as he leaned over and turned off the bedside light.

“Goodnight.” Anna replied as she did the same thing.

As Anna laid down that night and felt the bed sinking under the weight of Ryan next to her she couldn’t help but smile. It wasn’t long until she heard Ryan lightly snoring and realised he must have been even more exhausted than she thought. She closed her own eyes and soon drifted off herself.

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Ryan didn’t know what married life would be like before his wedding but he never envisioned what he now had. He was just finishing up a lecture and putting his stuff away, he had been sat with the usual group of guys again though he felt more awkward than ever before, and he was more than ready to get back home.

It felt to Ryan like he was lying to everyone. These guys he spent his days with thought he was just like the rest of them, an alpha male keeping his woman down. They had no idea that when he went home he helped with the chores, talked to Anna like she was a human being and generally did everything he could to make her comfortable.

“I tell you…” Paul was loudly saying to his group of friends, “Jane is a real handful in the sack, you know?”

As all Paul’s friends and sycophants laughed Ryan had to pretend to join in. He hated the way the others talked about their wives, as if they were pieces of meat or toys. He would’ve been happy to say goodbye and run home but he had to keep up appearances. His body may have been with the other males in his class but his mind was at home with Anna. He hoped she was getting along alright.

If people found out what Ryan’s home life was like there would be hell to pay for both he and Anna. In some ways it was exciting but in many other ways it was utterly terrifying. He frequently wondered if he had made a mistake in confessing his true feelings to Anna but at the same time it felt inevitable, if it hadn’t been that night it would’ve been the next one or the one after that. He wasn’t the sort of person who could bottle up their emotions forever.

“What about Anna?” Paul asked as he gave Ryan a rough shove in the shoulder, “Does she put out?”

“Huh? Oh… yeah.” Ryan replied rather timidly. He smiled as everyone laughed obscenely. It was like being back in school.

“Good man.” Paul roared.

Ryan suppressed the desire to roll his eyes. He really couldn’t stand his closest neighbor, he was the perfect example of all that was wrong with Sallasian society. He was a great lumbering oaf who took great pleasure in his position of superiority despite doing nothing to earn it. Regardless, he kept himself quiet and made his way out of the lecture hall and into the hallways. It was busy which meant it was easy for Ryan to “accidentally” get lost and separated from the rest of the guys.

The sun was out but there was a noticeable chill in the air compared to the height of summer. Fall had arrived even if most of the leaves remained on the trees. Ryan walked out into the fresh air and towards home. He felt bad that he had to leave Anna alone for so much of the day and always worried that something might’ve happened. It was silly, she so rarely left the apartment, but he knew what the men here were like.

Whilst out in the world generally the general attitude of men to women was condescending more than anything within the confines of this ultra-competitive college it was much more hostile. Women were status symbols so those who had a wife flaunted it and the harsher they were the more manly they were seen to be. It quickly devolved into a race to the bottom with every man doing his best to show everyone else he was the harshest male around. It meant that life for the women at the college was actually worse than it would probably be outside of the bubble. Out there a woman could expect to just be belittled like a child, in here the women were at constant risk from men who saw it as their duty to be as macho and horrible as possible. Ryan hated all of it.

Ryan went up to his apartment and let himself in. As soon as he looked inside there was a shocked exclamation of surprise and he quickly pulled the door closed again with him still in the hallway. His cheeks had gone a rosy red.

During the week Ryan had bought Anna something to help wean her out of diapers. She had been very embarrassed at first and refused it but eventually she got it out herself sensing, no doubt, that Ryan’s intentions were pure and that it would actually help her. The pink training potty was scaled up for an adult woman but in all other respects was exactly the same as a child’s one. It even came with some little hand-puppets that were apparently supposed to keep the woman occupied as if she were a child.

It was that very potty that Ryan had just opened the door to see Anna using. He didn’t know how she felt but he was certainly very embarrassed for her. He had only opened the door for a couple of seconds but it was long enough to see his wife naked from the waist down and perched on the potty in the centre of the living room.

Ryan wasn’t exactly sure what to do next so he stayed out in the hallway. After a couple of minutes he heard footsteps rapidly approaching the door and a red-faced Anna opened it. She stood to the side with her head bowed as Ryan walked in. He tried to ignore the potty but he still ended up glancing over and saw a small amount of urine in the bottom of the bowl.

“I’m getting better…” Anna said quietly from behind Ryan.

“Well done.” Ryan turned and smiled at his wife. He reached forward and gave her a quick unsure hug.

Ryan was genuinely happy for Anna. Toilet training had been a very frustrating experience for her and it seemed like she had expected much faster progress. He had bought her the potty precisely because she was getting so annoyed at herself for failing to reach the toilet. Even that had been difficult at first. Ryan had noticed Anna was too embarrassed to try to reach the potty if he was in the room with her. He didn’t blame her.

Initially they had put the potty in the bathroom but it quickly became clear that was asking too much of Anna’s bladder. Anna had instead been taking it around the apartment with her. When she had made it in time she was very excitable and Ryan had to be careful not to be condescending in his praise.

“I’ll have to buy you a packet of pull-ups.” Ryan said, “For when you’re ready. No rush, of course.”

Ryan turned to see a small smile curl the corner of Anna’s lips before it quickly disappeared. He was proud of her though, she was doing very well. It seemed with the success of Anna’s potty training their relationship was also improving. They were able to have friendly conversations which was a step up from ignoring each other. Ryan had learnt a lot about Anna including a lot of her dreams, he hoped to fulfill at least some of them one day.

Fulfilling Anna’s dreams required him to fulfil his first. As a regular man most of what she wanted, such as leaving the country or gaining the smallest amount of autonomy, was impossible. As an executive it would still be very hard to get out of a country that didn’t like its citizens leaving without a reason. But if he could run his father’s company visas and the like wouldn’t be so difficult to obtain. It was yet another reason he was laser-focused on getting through college and into business as soon as possible.

“Oh, just some bad news, there’s going to be a party here in a few weeks.” Ryan said as he made his way towards the bathroom.

“Ugh, really?” Anna replied as she followed him down the hallway.

“Sorry, but yeah.” Ryan shrugged, “Like you said, we have to keep up appearances.”

Ryan had been about to get into the shower but just as he turned on the water he heard his phone ringing. He pulled his phone out of his pocket and saw that it was his father. It felt like a lead weight dropped in his stomach, he had been trying to find any reason not to return calls or answer his father’s texts recently. He turned off the water again and walked quickly through to the bedroom.

“Hello?” Ryan said as he finally answered the call.

“Ryan! I was beginning to think you were avoiding me.” Michael’s voice was loud and he was laughing. It was clear he couldn’t fathom why anyone wouldn’t want to talk to him.

“Of course not.” Ryan replied perhaps a bit too seriously.

“Right… How’s college life treating you, son?” Michael asked.

“Things are going great.” Ryan answered, “I’m enjoying the course and my grades are good.”

“Fantastic.” Michael said, “We’ve got an office already lined up for you here. A corner one. Do you remember old Mr. Watkins? Jeff Watkins? He’s retiring in a couple of years. Should be perfect timing for you to step right in to his shoes.”

Ryan felt his heart skip a beat. He knew his father was planning to fast track him up the corporate ladder but he had no idea he was being lined up straight for a position on the board. That would be incredible, he’d be right in the thick of the action and making more money than he would be able to spend. It was everything he dreamed of and it was being offered to him on a silver plate.

“How’s Anna by the way?” Michael asked when Ryan didn’t respond to him.

“She’s… She’s fine.” Ryan said as he was rapidly brought back to his phone call.

“Are you sure?” Michael asked, “If she’s not up to snuff we could replace her. You can send her back to that family of hers and you can pick someone else. I can’t say I think much of the in-laws, they seem rather low class and Harold can’t swing a golf club to save his life. With your future ahead of you I’m sure women would fling themselves your way.”

“That’s not necessary.” Ryan replied woodenly. It suddenly felt quite hard to talk and he would dearly have loved for this phone call to end.

“You’ve got her under control then?” Michael continued probing, “Shown her who’s boss?”

Ryan pulled the phone away from his head and looked into it. He blinked a couple of times and frowned. Something seemed wrong, this conversation was rapidly becoming an interrogation. Had someone at the college said something to Michael? Maybe Michael never truly believed his son could keep a woman in check…

“Ryan? Are you there?” Michael’s voice was distant.

“Yeah… Yeah, no, everything’s fine.” Ryan finally said as he brought the phone back to his ear.

“Great!” Michael’s enthusiasm didn’t sound entirely genuine, “Well, just to let you know, you are to come home for Thanksgiving. We’ve invited Anna’s family over as well.”

“Actually, I think we were planning…” Ryan started. He desperately wanted to keep Anna away from either of their families.

“We’ll see you then.” Michael interrupted with finality. The tone of his voice was clear: Do not argue with me.

The phone line went dead and Ryan fell backwards on to the bed. A conversation with his father was more exhausting than any of his classes or nights out with Paul’s friends. He looked up at the ceiling and sighed heavily, there would be nothing else to do but play happy families. It pained him that he would have to ask Anna to go back into that subservient role even if it was only temporary. He told himself that it was for the best and that they would both be better off long term if he had the job he so desired.

“Is everything OK?” Anna’s voice came from the doorway. Ryan sat up and couldn’t help but smile when he saw her.

“Sorry. More bad news…” Ryan said as the smile faded.

[Elfy]

Anna is not happy. Despite her potty training going well she is forced back into diapers as she accompanies Ryan to a dinner party.

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“It’s just for tonight!” Ryan pleaded, “All the other girls will be dressed like it.”

“I don’t care about the other girls!” Anna seethed.

“But-” Ryan started.

“I’ve worked damn hard to be in pull-ups.” Anna said as she pointed down at her crotch.

Anna was stood in her bedroom wearing nothing but a plain white t-shirt and her pull-up. On the bed in front of her was a distinctly childish outfit. A frilly white dress with pink ribbons around the edges and frilly white socks with a pink brim. It was the sort of outfit that heavily babied women wore, it was the kind of thing she had spent all her time trying to avoid. It was the sort of thing she had thought she could forget about forever after Ryan had proven himself to be an ally.

The pull-ups were a mark of pride for Anna. They were a symbol of how far she had come with her potty training. It had been a few weeks since she had started but now she was able to reliably keep herself clean and dry to the point that diapers were only needed for bed. During the day she was in the much thinner pull-ups and even those were very rarely needed.

Anna’s head and shoulders slumped as Ryan walked over to her. She knew he was right, she knew that she couldn’t be seen living as she was otherwise it would all be taken from her. Despite knowing this it was still a big ask for her to give up the little perks that she had earned. After being allowed out of her box it was difficult for Anna to stuff her back inside if only for one night.

“Things will be fine.” Ryan said. He reached out and put his hands on Anna’s arms. There had been more physical contact between the two of them recently although absolutely nothing even remotely intimate.

Anna nodded her head. Ryan stepped back and then said he was leaving the room to give her some privacy. Once she was alone Anna pulled off her shirt leaving her almost naked. With reluctance Anna tore the sides of her pull-up and held it up, she smiled when she saw she was still dry. There wasn’t a spot of moisture anywhere to be found.

The hated diaper laid on the bed and Anna would’ve much preferred to keep it there. Unfortunately she had to do two of her least favourite things in the world, put a diaper on and then be with other people.

It wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world Anna tried to tell herself as she laid on the crinkly disposable. It was a posh party and she would be able to hide behind Ryan the whole time, she was sure he wouldn’t let anything happen to her. They just had to make their appearance and then leave at the earliest opportunity.

Anna understood Ryan’s desire to be seen as a “normal” man. He wanted to have a career and she was very supportive of that, it was the only thing that made evenings like this tolerable. One day she was sure Ryan would be able to more than pay her back for her discomfort. He might even be able to get her out of the country.

As soon as she was diapered Anna stood up again. The bulkiness between her legs was a very unwanted reminder of her past. She pulled the dress over her head and let it fall down over her body. Looking in the mirror Anna could see she looked like an oversized doll. She shuddered but put her socks on and left the bedroom.

“You look…” Ryan started as Anna waddled out into the living room.

“I look ridiculous.” Anna said. Her cheeks were red with embarrassment as she went over to the couch and sat down with her arms folded across her chest. Anna looked even more infantile next to Ryan who was in a smart shirt and jacket.

Like everything else involved with the college the party was happening on campus. Anna held Ryan’s hand as she left the house, it was either that or where the harness. After getting so used to regular clothing and pull-ups it was very embarrassing to be reduced to this. The sun was already setting as they walked down the main drive in silence.

Unlike the apartment Anna and Ryan stayed in the party was taking place in a full-sized house. Anna could only imagine how much it cost the occupants. The apartment was expensive enough, she had only a rough idea how rich Ryan’s father was, but to have the full house must’ve cost a fortune. Ryan led the pair up to the front door and pressed on the doorbell.

“Just relax and stay with me.” Ryan muttered, “We’ll be fine.”

“Hello! Come on in!” A man opened the door in a suit with a bowtie and a small glass of some kind of cocktail in his hand. He was much older than Anna, balding and what hair was left was very obviously dyed black.

The house itself looked very fancy to Anna though she had to admit she hardly had much to compare it to. It certainly didn’t look like student housing, it was richly furnished in classy furniture. They were stood in the hallway but the noise of conversation was coming from a large room at the back of the house.

“This is a nice place.” Ryan said.

“Thank you.” The man who answered the door replied, “It’s mine.”

“How much does this cost you to rent?” Anna asked the question before she even realised what was happening. Her eyes went wide and she looked down at the floor submissively, “Sorry…”

“It’s not rented.” The man sounded annoyed at the suggestion, “I’m Professor Shipman and I own this property.”

Professor Shipman gave Ryan a stern look and then turned to Anna. She looked up just in time to see him look at her with loathing before he turned away from both of them. She mouthed an apology to Ryan before she was taken towards the noise.

“I like to throw the occasional soiree for students of a certain social standing.” Professor Shipman said as he led the way.

Anna had thought this was going to be the regular kind of party college-aged guys had, one of cheap alcohol, raucous party games and constantly trying to one up each other. Ryan had told her it was going to be quite posh but she expected “posh” to have a different meaning for young students freed of responsibility for a night. She certainly hadn’t been expecting something much more subdued. She had taken an instinctual dislike to Professor Shipman from the first moment she had seen him. He certainly seemed like the typical older conservative man who didn’t want anything to change. He was, in essence, the opposite of Anna.

“Help yourself to a drink.” Professor Shipman said, “Once you’ve put your girl away.”

“Excuse me?” Ryan said.

Professor Shipman pointed to an area on the far side of the room. Anna couldn’t immediately see what he was looking at but she could tell from the way Ryan’s face seemed to drain of colour that she wouldn’t like it. She took a step forwards in front of Ryan and leaned around the group of people blocking her view. What she saw almost made her scream.

“Off you go, Ryan.” Professor Shipman said, “And might I suggest you get her under control. Honestly, talking to me like that. Good girls are seen and not heard.”

Anna opened her mouth as she felt anger surging through her but Ryan stepped in front of her. Before Anna was able to get herself in trouble Ryan was loudly laughing and agreeing with the professor before quickly shepherding Anna through the crowd.

The playpen in the corner was large but still looked crowded with women. The metal bars seemed more like a prison cell that everyone could look into than anything else. The interior of the pen had toys scattered around and there were at least a dozen women sitting in there in groups. It looked like Anna’s worst idea of a nightmare.

“I didn’t know.” Ryan muttered into Anna’s ear apologetically.

“I can’t stay in there!” Anna hissed.

“It won’t be long.” Ryan replied, “Just try to grin and bear it, alright? Oh, and I think you’ll need this.”

Anna turned to look at her husband and found a pacifier being pushed between her lips. Her instant reaction was to spit it out and curse at Ryan but she managed to take a breath and remain at least calm enough to not explode.

“A bib for the girl, sir?” A butler had walked up and was holding out an array of brightly colored bibs.

“A… bib?” Ryan replied. He was clearly wondering why such a thing would be necessary.

“We keep the girls refreshed with drinks.” The butler replied, “I’m sure you want to protect her adorable little dress.”

Anna clenched her teeth hard against the bulb of her pacifier. She hated to be talked down to like that. As she was talked about like she couldn’t understand the two men she found that all her muscles were tensed up. She forced herself to relax just a little before she blew some blood vessels.

“Of course.” Ryan said to the butler. He was either ignoring or entirely unaware of the smoldering volcano that was his wife, “I’ll take that one.”

“Very good, sir.” The butler replied as he handed over the bib and walked away.

“Ryan…” Anna started as soon as the butler had disappeared into the crowd. Her speech was muffled by the mouth-filling pacifier.

“It’s just a small thing.” Ryan said as he lifted the bib and put it around Anna’s neck, “It won’t be for long.”

Anna clenched her fists as Ryan opened the gate. She stepped inside and heard it close behind her. When she turned around she saw Ryan disappearing into the crowd. Anna sighed and turned to look back at the women before her. There was a strange mix of women who were keeping to themselves and other women who were excitedly talking to each other, all were dressed in babyish clothes just like Anna herself. The difference was that some had diapers clearly exposed to the room whilst the others were hiding their padded states.

Without any idea as to what she would do next Anna lifted the bib to take a look at it. It was white with a pink trim, she didn’t know if Ryan had intentionally picked the bib because it matched her dress or not. Embroidered on the fluffy cotton surface in pink lettering was “Daddy’s Messy Eater.” Anna was about to rip it off consequences be damned when she was stopped.

“Anna?” A quiet and muffled but familiar voice drew Anna’s attention.

“Jane!” Anna replied around her pacifier.

Anna was so happy to see a familiar face and she hurried over to Jane who was still sitting on the floor. She was one of the most babyish looking people in the playpen. Anna could see she was extremely thickly padded and had a onesie which showed the diaper bulging out either side of the stretchy clothing. She had mittens on her hands that seemed to make it impossible for to do much more than play with the oversized baby blocks in front of her but it seemed like even those were a struggle to pick up.

Anna sat down next to her friend and they smiled at each other. Like all the other girls Jane had a pacifier in her mouth though hers appeared to be attached to a leather strap that was done up behind her head making it irremovable. It didn’t look at all comfortable.

“Are you alright?” Anna asked.

Anna heard Jane reply but she couldn’t make out many of the words thanks to the pacifier in her mouth. She gave her friend a pitying smile and then looked around at her surroundings. It would’ve been interesting to be detached from everything that was happening and looking in as an observer. Being in that playpen like an animal at the zoo made the whole situation most humiliating.

There was shrill laughter from the opposite side of the pen and Anna turned to see a group of three girls laughing together. She couldn’t believe how accepting and comfortable with the situation they were. She was disgusted by them and had to look away with a scowl on her face as if she had smelled something exceptionally unpleasant. It was usually hard to tell at first glance how brainwashed most women were but some were so infantile in behaviour Anna could only assume they had either lost their minds or bought into the power imbalance completely.

Jane held a block out towards Anna awkwardly between her mittens. Anna looked at it but couldn’t bring herself to be the good little girl who sits quietly and plays whilst the men conversed. She shook her head and folded her arms across her chest. She looked out at the men and caught glimpses of Ryan who looked as awkward as ever as he hung around the fringes of the groups. Several times he looked nervously over to Anna.

Ryan was far from the only person who looked over to the fenced in girls. As Anna watched the men around her they would sometimes leer in to laugh or examine them as if they were slabs of meat at the butchers.

“Drinks.” A man dressed as a butler said as he walked up to the edge of the playpen. He had a tray and on top of it was a whole load of baby bottles.

Anna rolled her eyes and turned her nose up at the drinks even as most of the women around her scrambled over for one. Even Jane had got up and walked over and when she returned it was with two bottles which she put on the ground in front of her. One of the bottles fell over sideways and Jane rolled it over to Anna.

“I don’t want it.” Anna said.

Jane just shrugged. Anna watched as Jane struggled with her own drink. It seemed that there was a tiny gap that she was able to squeeze the top of the bottle in and reach her lips. Though it looked like she could only let tiny amounts of the milk inside drip into her mouth and took an exhausting amount of effort for such a small reward.

“I really don’t know why we should bring them at all.” A very snobby man said from nearby, “The college has a nursery, you know. For women abandoned by their husbands. These young men sometimes rush into marriage without thinking what having one of these girls actually means. Some even think they should be treated equally.”

“Surely not!” Replied his friend.

“They soon come to their sense of course.” The first man replied, “I always try to tell them “a girl is for life, not just for Christmas” but you know what young men are like. They rarely think with the correct head.”

Anna had looked out at the men when she first heard their conversation. An older man was standing with one of the students. They were both dressed up in tuxedos and were looking down at the assorted women in the pen with a detached curiosity. They made no effort to keep their voices down and Anna shuddered with every word. As they walked away she let out a deep breath and, as if sensing her anxiety, Jane reached over and put a comforting hand on her knee.

Firstly, Anna hadn’t known that there was a nursery at the college though it did make sense that there would be some service like that available. What chilled her about it was the inference that the nursery wasn’t always a temporary visit. Some of the women were simply… abandoned. What happened after that Anna could only guess but she could safely assume it wasn’t anything good. It didn’t help that the man had described her situation completely. Ryan was doing his best to treat her equally but now she was finding out that it wasn’t as rare as she thought for men to do that… for a while.

Panic started to surge through Anna as she pictured all the young women like herself given a chance to be equal only until their husbands grew bored of them. Her mind raced as she saw Ryan getting annoyed or just tired of her and throwing her out like yesterday’s garbage. She had started to shake as she struggled to pull herself out of this imagined future.

“Pway.” Jane lisped around her pacifier. She pushed some blocks towards the panicking girl.

“I… I can’t…” Anna gasped as she tried to fight back the anxiety that felt like it was overfilling her.

“You can.” Jane smiled as best she could, “It helpth.”

[Elfy]

Anna should've known a party in Sallas where women were brought along wasn't going to be easy. She finds herself an unwilling participant in a humiliating contest.

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Anna needed to distract her frazzled mind and looked down at the blocks in front of her. She started placing some on top of each other and soon Jane was joining in. Anna would never admit it out loud but she was calmed by this simple and repetitive activity. It focused her on something that she could control and for a little while she disappeared into a world where only she and Jane existed. They would build their little towers, then knock them down and start again.

Without thinking Anna took the bottle that had been rolled her way earlier and lifted it to her mouth to drink. She had finished half the bottle before she realised she should be ashamed of doing that. She lowered it and as it unblocked her vision she saw Ryan standing in the middle of the room watching her before someone roughly took him by the shoulder to meet some new people.

“Doesn’t it taste a little weird?” Anna asked as she looked at the half-full bottle.

Jane shrugged and continued playing. Anna supposed playing like this was a much needed escape for Jane whose situation was otherwise a lot worse than her own. She tried to do the same thing as her friend and lose herself in her play no matter how embarrassed she felt. She was just grateful to have the opportunity to distract her nervous mind.

It was maybe half an hour later that Anna felt a strange gurgling in her bowels. She paused for a second and frowned, it almost felt like she needed to go to the toilet but she had already done that earlier in the day. She looked up to see Jane grimacing as well.

“Something’s going on…” Anna said suspiciously as she sat up straight and looked around.

It wasn’t just Anna and Jane who seemed to be having tummy problems. All around her there were girls clutching their stomachs or looking around nervously. Anna noticed that even the happy and chatty girls had gone quiet. She felt an anger deep inside her as she looked down at the bottle she had finished. She had known it tasted funny and now she knew why…

“Gather round!” Professor Shipman suddenly called out above the sound of general conversation, “I believe the show is about to begin.”

“Bastards…” Anna hissed through her teeth quietly. The women were just a sideshow. An act that was put out for the guests to enjoy. As men gathered around the edges of the playpen in their suits and holding their drinks she felt like a performing animal.

“We should place bets. Which one will last the longest?” Paul yelled out. Jane’s husband had his arm around Ryan and was leering rather drunkenly at the assembled women, “I’ll put $100 on that one over there!”

Soon it seemed all the men were enthusiastically engaging with each other over which of the women would be the last to foul their pants. Anna saw that Ryan was laughing nervously with Paul and shaking his hand as if agreeing to the bet. She felt a combination of anger and fear rising within her again. She couldn’t forget those words she heard earlier, that men Ryan’s age sometimes treated women well only to abandon them later. Is that what was happening now? Ryan seemed determined not to look at her.

“Oh no…” Anna heard a small voice somewhere behind her say.

Anna turned around to see a young woman she had never seen before bend over and there was a loud sound of breaking wind. Anna winced as she watched the red-faced woman soiling her diaper helplessly.

Anna’s own tummy grumbled threateningly and she felt something shifting around her intestines. The bottles had clearly been spiked with laxative and now the dozen or so women in the playpen were all squirming in an effort not to embarrass themselves. Anna’s sense of fairness was deeply aggrieved but she was quickly being consumed by her physical feelings.

There were now gasps from women periodically as they lost control. Some had practically no control in the first place so they didn’t last long whereas others would fighting as much as they could. Anna was blushing as she tried to hold on to her recently won control. She could hear the men cheering and exchanging money as if they were watching horse racing. That’s all the women were to these men, just an entertainment for them to watch and enjoy.

Poor Jane didn’t last very long. She turned away from Anna with her eyes thinned with pain. She crouched down low and the bottom of her diaper poked out from underneath the bottom of her dress. Anna saw the padding of Jane’s diaper bulge out and knew she was helplessly messing herself. Anna looked away.

“God damn it.” Paul’s loud voice yelled above the general tumult, “That’s the best you could do, Jane?”

“Sorry.” Jane grunted as she visibly pushed down.

“Pathetic.” Paul shook his head dismissively.

Anna felt a deep cramping within her lower belly. As she bent over slightly she felt a strong pain. The smell in the playpen was getting stronger and stronger as women pooped into their diapers. Anna couldn’t tell exactly how many had used their diapers but she assumed it was at least half of them. It wasn’t long until only two clean diapers were left. Anna was still struggling and another woman she didn’t know was laying sideways on the floor struggling.

“God damn it, Rebecca.” A man growled as he looked towards the woman on the ground, “I’ve got $500 on you being last. You better not let me down.”

“I’m… I’m trying…” The woman was crying.

“I swear if you fail you are going for re-education.” The man threatened.

The woman moaned even more desperately. Anna couldn’t believe a man was threatening his wife with such a cruel punishment just because she used her diaper. She knew what she had to do, it was inevitable that she wouldn’t last anyway, despite clearly not suffering quite as much as this stranger she had to save her. Anna would never forgive herself if another was sent to such a tortuous place because of her.

Anna gave up her effort and relaxed her tortured muscles. She felt a shifting in her bowels and it didn’t take any pushing at all to get things moving. Immediately she felt a few small lumps exit her body and after that she pushed to empty herself. She made a big show of squatting low to make sure everyone knew that she had “lost” this mockery of a contest. As humiliating as it was she felt some pride in helping the other woman a little.

There was a cheer from the crowd and more money exchanged hands as Anna pushed again and felt the warm sticky feeling of a full diaper expanding over her skin. Her diaper bulged out and when she reached around to touch it she could feel its firmness. Her bladder also emptied into the rapidly filling padding and she shivered. To be doing this so openly and with spectators was utterly embarrassing. She felt like she was letting herself down, like she was wasting the potty training she had worked so hard for.

“Thank you…” The woman who was lying on the floor mouthed the words to Anna before a small smile appeared on her face. She relaxed and looked almost blissful as she finally pooped herself.

By the time Anna was done and looking over at the edge of the playpen with shimmering eyes most of the men had turned away. She saw Ryan looking over his shoulder at her with a look of deep concern. She looked away before she thought she might burst into tears. The smell had only grown stronger and now it felt like it hung in the air like a stinky fog.

With the “show” over the men moved back to their conversations. The women were ignored again, they had been there for one reason and now that it was over they were to be ignored until it was time to go home.

Anna had hoped that with the ritual humiliation finished the party might finally be coming to an end. On that front she was left very disappointed as it seemed to continue on and on. None of the girls were getting changes and Anna couldn’t stand having her own waste pushed against her skin constantly. Eventually she had to sit down as her legs were starting to ache, she sunk into the mess but returned to the blocks in a desperate attempt to distract herself from the nightmare of the party. It didn’t work.

Anna felt utterly miserable and could concentrate on little except the full diaper she was wearing. The smell in the playpen was only getting worse and it didn’t look like any of the women were having a good time. Not even the most brainwashed seemed happy to be sat in this situation. Anna felt like a farm animal who was locked in a pen with a bunch of other animals.

“How are you holding up?” Ryan’s voice stood out from the general tumult of the party.

Anna looked up to see her husband standing by a nearby table that had food on it. He was not looking into the playpen, instead he was piling some finger foods on to a paper plate and trying not to look too interested in what Anna was doing. She understood the charade he was playing and pushed herself backwards on her rear end so they were close together.

“This is a nightmare.” Anna replied. She grabbed a nearby coloring book and some crayons. She had her back to the fence and Ryan beyond it, “I don’t know how much longer I can take this.”

“I know…” Ryan put his plate down and pretended he had to tie his shoelace as he crouched down, “I promise I had no idea it would be like this.”

“Can we just go home?” Anna pleaded.

“Soon.” Ryan said, “I’m looking for an excuse to leave.”

“Well, hurry up.” Anna said crossly, “I’m about to go mad in here.”

“I know, I know…” Ryan said sympathetically, “Just keep it together.”

“Stop telling me to…” Anna looked around but Ryan had walked away into the crowds of men again.

Anna growled in displeasure as she grabbed her black crayon and drew a giant X across the picture she had been absentmindedly coloring. She got on to all fours and crawled back to her place next to Jane. She was scowling as she planted her big padded rear on the floor. When she looked up she saw Jane giving her a curious look.

“What?” Anna spat out the question in frustration.

Jane didn’t say anything. She simply looked back down at her toys and started playing again. Anna immediately felt bad for snapping at her friend but she was worried about what Jane might’ve seen. The strange look she got could’ve meant any of a hundred different things but Anna was petrified it meant she had seen Anna and Ryan talking. Anna didn’t know if she could trust Jane not to tell people if she had seen anything, if Paul asked she would probably feel compelled to be honest.

“Sorry.” Anna finally said with a sigh, “It’s just a tough night, you know?”

Jane looked at Anna and nodded her head. Of course she knew what a “tough night” this was. She arguably had it worse than anyone else here. In an attempt to make up for her short temper Anna started playing with Jane again and kept up a one-way conversation. It served the dual role of trying to make Jane feel better and also distracting herself.

In the end it wasn’t until an hour later that Ryan came over and opened the gate to the playpen. Anna felt elated to leave and she jumped to her feet and hurried over. When she reached the gate she looked back at Jane who was visibly saddened to see Anna go, it was a pathetic sight that couldn’t help but pull on Anna’s heartstrings.

“Just a second.” Anna whispered to Ryan.

Anna couldn’t just leave like that no matter how much she wanted to get out of the nightmare. She turned back and waddled back over to Jane. She crouched down and wrapped the girl in a tight hug. How she wished she could’ve taken Jane home and protected her.

After a long few seconds Anna pulled away from Jane and saw a tear rolling down her cheek. She looked so pathetic on the floor but Anna couldn’t stay any longer. She had it in the back of her mind that Jane would be punished if Paul noticed the two of them were close, she seemed to get punished for everything else as it was.

“Come on.” Ryan said once Anna returned.

Ryan took Anna’s hand and started pulling her through the room and towards the front door. Anna couldn’t wait for the fresh air and as they stepped through the front door Anna was able to take a deep breath and release some of the tension that had been building since before they had even arrived.

It didn’t seem like anyone had even noticed Ryan and Anna leaving. The pair made their way through the dark campus and back towards their apartment. For Anna it was an uncomfortable journey in more ways than one. There was the full diaper which by now was cold and horribly sticky, her change couldn’t come soon enough, but there was also the other students who had been out drinking and were now obviously drunk. More than a couple yelled and wolf-whistled towards Anna.

Anna and Ryan remained silent until they got back to their apartment. As soon as the front door closed behind them they both let out a deep sigh. Anna was exhausted emotionally and it didn’t look like Ryan was much better off.

“I’m going to have a shower.” Anna announced.

“Yeah, that would be for the best.” Ryan nodded his head as he loosened his tie. Anna looked back and could see he was trying not to say anything about how she smelled, she’d gone quite nose blind towards her stench in the last few hours.

The shower was fantastic. Anna was disgusted as she peeled the used diaper away from her skin but feeling the hot water washing off the mess and leaving her sparkling clean felt like it was giving her a new lease on life. She cleaned herself, folded the diaper up and then dropped the used padding in a plastic bag ready to be disposed of in the morning. By the time she got to the bed Ryan was already asleep.

[igel]

I will thank you for an other wonderful episode, Sundays are Sallas. 

I think we all have seen Hollywood Nazi movies. One of the key problem with them, and now I'm talking about the bad ones, is that the characters act like they were post WW2 Americans, dressed like Germans in the '30s and '40s. Why does this make a movie bad. Mainly for the discrepancy between how the nazies act in the movie and how the actors react and think, it sort of makes little sense. The directors are projecting post WW2 American thinking into the context of pre WW2 Germany.   

   So why am I even mention it, it's about the smell of human waste. In our modern society we aren't used to it, which we should be happy about, in old times it was a different story. In Sallas women are growing up and going to girl schools, where girls are shitting themselves in all thinkable situations. Even when they are eating, they can probably smell the odor of a BM linger in the air, remember, they are not potty trained. So if they a year after graduation are locked into a playpen, one would expect them to be used to that odor and not act like modern Americans about it. Also men in Sallas have probably smelled their shire of messy diapers, just going to the grocery store with mom smelling girls that aren't potty trained. This bad odor can't be such a big thing in Sallas, especially not for women.   

 

This is not a critic, rather a reflection. Okay it's a critic, but I really hope it wont stop you from writing Sallas.   

[Elfy]

I certainly see what you're saying and it's an interesting point. Don't worry, it's not going to stop me!

[Elfy]

After the party things are a bit... tense. Anna is generally sick and tired of things and Ryan is worried about her. However, everythign gets put on the backburner when someone from Ryan's dad's office unexpectedly arrives.

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“Are you sure you’re alright?” Ryan asked.

“I told you, I’m fine.” Anna replied.

“It’s just you seem a little…” Ryan drew the last word out.

“Apart from living in hell I’m absolutely perfect.” Anna snapped. She immediately realised what she had done and shook her head, “I’m sorry. You deserve better than that.”

“It’s OK.” Ryan said, “I’m just worried about you. You’ve not been like yourself.”

It was true. Anna had been much snappier recently. She had first noticed it at the horrid party a week previously when she had been a bit short with Jane but when she thought back it had started before that. After the initial high of being granted some measure of independence by Ryan and her mostly successful potty training she had quickly found herself frustrated again.

Anna was now sitting with her husband on the couch. It was about as close as she allowed him to get to her. It had been a while since he confessed how he felt about society and she no longer suspected him of trying to trick her but there were years of built up distrust of men to overcome before anything else could happen. She had to admit that she found him to be a sweet guy though. After all the awkwardness the two were gradually getting more comfortable talking with each other, even a simple conversation like this one would’ve been impossible a couple of weeks before.

“I’m just… bored.” Anna finally said, “You have no idea what it’s like sitting in here all day every day. I think like I’m going stir-crazy. The only times I leave the house I end up getting humiliated.”

“Anna…” Ryan started nervously.

“No, it’s OK, I know what’s out there.” Anna quickly continued, “I know it’s dangerous and I really do appreciate what you’ve done for me, more than you can ever know. It’s just me being silly.”

“I don’t think it’s silly.” Ryan said.

“Well, maybe silly is the wrong word.” Anna shrugged, “I feel ungrateful though. Like, you’ve done so much more for me than I could ever expect and yet I want more.”

“I think that’s normal.” Ryan replied, “Everyone wants more than they’ve got. It’s why billionaires strive for more billions.”

Anna looked down at the couch between her legs. It didn’t really matter what Ryan or anyone else said, she would still feel like she was being selfish. When she thought about Jane across the hall and the millions of other women out there in Sallas she knew she should be happy with her lot. She felt terrible that she didn’t.

“And I don’t think you’re ungrateful.” Ryan continued after a few seconds of silence as he slid across the couch towards Anna, “Every time I see you smile when you go to the bathroom or just sit down to relax I can see how grateful you are…”

Anna was listening but she was now looking between herself and Ryan with wide eyes. She saw him look down as well, they both stared at the spot where his hand now rested. He slowly lifted it up to see Anna’s hand underneath. With a gasp Ryan quickly withdrew his arm and slid away from Anna again.

“Oh, I’m… I’m sorry.” Ryan apologized profusely, “I didn’t want… I mean, I couldn’t…”

“It’s alright.” Anna practically whispered. Her cheeks were looking a little rosy, “Thank you.”

The awkward silence that had made up their early relationship returned. Like a couple of young teenagers in love the tiny show of affection had rendered them both far too embarrassed to even look at each other.

“I should put dinner on.” Anna said after a couple of minutes.

Anna stood up and went out to the kitchen. She was still getting used to the lack of huge bulk between her legs when she walked these days. She had been in pull-ups whilst at home for a little while now but after years and years of thick diapers it would take some getting used to. She started getting out the pots and pans when the shrill doorbell suddenly rang. She immediately went into high alert. Ryan got up and tip-toed over to the door. He looked through the peephole and then swore under his breath.

“Hello?” Ryan called out.

“Mr. Manning? It’s Howard from the office.” The voice called out, “May I come in?”

“Erm, yes… Hold on a minute.” Ryan called out. He spun around with a wild look in his eyes. He quickly ran around to the kitchen area where Anna was looking at him with concern.

“You have to come with me!” Ryan practically whispered, “Right now!”

“Ryan? What’s going on?” Anna asked as her arm was taken and she was practically dragged out of the kitchen and towards the bedroom.

“Shh!” Ryan whispered urgently. Anna thought they were going to the master bedroom but her husband pulled her instead to the locked door that hid the nursery.

Anna was alarmed as Ryan fumbled with the lock before opening the door and pushing Anna inside. He looked extremely stressed as he looked around. For a second he gripped his hair and muttered to himself. He only stopped when there was another knock on the door.

“I’ll be right there!” Ryan called out, “I’m just… getting changed.”

“Ryan, you’re scaring me.” Anna said as calmly as she could manage with all the anxiety surging through her. She had so rarely seen Ryan this panicky.

“That’s Howard at the door.” Ryan hissed as if that name should mean anything to Anna. When he saw Anna frown he continued, “He works for my father!”

“That’s… bad?” Anna asked. She was still a little confused about Ryan’s reaction.

“Please trust me.” Ryan said as he ran out the door.

Anna was left watching the doorway wondering if her husband had lost his mind. He wasn’t gone for long though and less than a minute later he was back carrying a disposable diaper and a pink onesie. He ran over and put them on the edge of the changing table.

“Put these on.” Ryan said as he turned back to Anna, “Quickly!”

“I’m not putting on a diaper.” Anna replied simply. After the last time at that party she was keen never to wear that thick padding again.

“You have to.” Ryan walked over and held both Anna’s upper arms, “I will explain afterwards but you MUST get dressed up.”

“After that party you said-…” Anna started. She had been intending to bring up Ryan’s promise that she wouldn’t need to wear another diaper.

“I know what I said.” Ryan was clearly getting impatient and the longer Anna stalled the more erratic he was acting, “But this isn’t a discussion. Put the damn diaper on!”

Anna was about to demand answers but there was another loud knock on the door which made Ryan jump. She looked from the doorway to the hated diaper and then to her husband. She sighed and nodded her head. Ryan blew out a little air and looked somewhat relieved.

“Get dressed really quickly.” Ryan said as he walked towards the hallway, “I’ll try to stall him for as long as I can.”

“OK, I’ll-” Anna was quickly cut off as the door to the nursery was closed and she heard Ryan’s footsteps going towards the door.

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Ryan was sweating and trembling as he made his way to the living room. He looked around trying to make sure there were no signs that might make Howard suspicious. Anything that was out of place was a potential giveaway and he was sure Howard would see it. He was like a hawk and whether it was searching through endless contracts or scanning a room he rarely missed the little details.

Ryan reached the front door and tried to stop his hand from shaking. He could feel sweat on his forehead as well. The consequences for failure right here were terrible, for both himself and Anna. He reached out to the handle and opened the door at last.

“Howard!” Ryan tried his best at a genuine smile, “What a surprise.”

“Ryan.” Howard didn’t return the smile. Instead he stepped past Ryan and into the living room of the apartment.

Howard was an older man in his sixties. Ryan had seen a lot of him growing up but they had never been particularly close. Howard was one of his father’s closest advisors and as such had been a common visitor to the Manning household. He was balding and what remained of his hair was as white as snow. He had a pair of rimless glasses perched on the end of his short nose and was dressed immaculately in a suit. Despite knowing Howard for all of his life Ryan couldn’t remember ever seeing him smile, he was a very dour man. He wasn’t the type to make social calls and Ryan wondered if he and Anna had somehow been rumbled.

Ryan closed the apartment door and saw Howard looking around. He had to stall for as long as possible. Ryan walked away from the door and towards the kitchen.

“Can I get you anything?” Ryan asked, “Coffee?”

“No, thank you.” Howard replied without looking at Ryan.

“Orange juice? Milk? Tea?” Ryan continued.

“Nothing.” Howard answered shortly.

Ryan busied around the kitchen making coffee but he was spending a lot more time watching Howard. The visitor to the apartment was now examining the living room table in front of the couch. Ryan’s mind went to the nursery and he prayed Anna had listened to him. He had no idea how long she needed.

“It’s a bit of a surprise to see you out this way.” Ryan said with faux-cheeriness, “Didn’t think to call or text first?”

“I’m here on business.” Howard replied, “Your father sent me.”

“Cool.” Ryan did his best to pretend that he wasn’t absolutely freaking out, “And how’s mom?”

“She’s as happy as always.” Howard said as he bent over and moved a newspaper with a single finger as if it might be contaminated.

Ryan felt a darker side come over him. He knew his mom wasn’t happy, or at least if she was it was only because she had been brainwashed into it. The person walking around wasn’t his mom, she was a plaything, a toy for her father. As far as Ryan was concerned the mother he had known had died long ago. His father had modified the poor woman so much she barely looked anything like Ryan remembered as a child.

“And what business did father send you on?” Ryan asked as he cleared the bad thoughts from his mind.

“He just wants to see how you’re getting on.” Howard said.

“Uh huh…” Ryan wasn’t convinced as he poured himself a cup of coffee and sipped it, “And he sent you all the way out here to have a look, did he?”

“Well, he’s received some disturbing reports.” Howard said as he turned to face Ryan.

“Reports?” Ryan faked a laugh, “He has spies here, does he?”

“Something like that…” Howard replied cryptically.

Ryan’s laugh turned to a frown. He immediately started spinning his mental rolodex and wondering who might’ve seen something unusual. It was impossible to say, like old European royal families the rich and powerful were all connected, any of the people he met here could know his father by one or two degrees of separation. It might’ve been a bluff as well.

Ryan knew his father had long been suspicious of him. Theirs was a strained relationship, Ryan desperately wanted and needed that executive job that was dangled in front of him like a carrot yet at the same time he couldn’t forgive his father for what happened to his mom. It was no doubt his sympathies for his mom that made his father suspicious.

As Ryan considered what Howard said he watched him walking over to the balcony. The visitor opened the door and looked around before closing it again. Howard checked a notepad he was holding as he walked back into the living room.

“Maybe you could tell me what you’re here for.” Ryan suggested, “You seem to be looking for something…”

“I’m looking for signs of deviancy.” Howard answered.

“Deviancy?” Ryan scoffed at the word and tried to ignore the sweat he could feel under his arms.

“Where’s Anna?” Howard asked, “I’m not seeing many signs of a baby living here.”

“Well, in all fairness, a baby doesn’t live here.” Ryan replied with a chuckle.

“You know what I mean.” Howard wasn’t amused, “You know what your father expects.”

Ryan sighed. How long had it been? Had he bought enough time for Anna? He wasn’t sure what he could do to stall Howard much longer, not that he had really managed to slow down his apparent investigation at all.

“Where’s Anna?” Howard repeated.

“This way.” Ryan said as he started walking towards the hallway, “She’s in the nursery.”

“She spends a lot of time in there?” Howard asked as he pulled out his notepad and a pen.

“Lots of time.” Ryan lied, “Whenever I don’t need her!”

Ryan tried to channel Paul and let out a bark of a laugh that was meant to warn Anna that he was coming. Inwardly he felt sick at the way he was talking about his wife. He stopped at the door and took his time pretending to unlock it, anything to give Anna a few more seconds…

[Elfy]

Anna doesn't know what is happening but with Ryan freaking out she knows she has to play along. The visitor is unwelcome but either doesn't notice or doesn't care. He brings some bad news with him.

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Anna heard Ryan laugh loudly and from nearby. She didn’t really know what was happening but Ryan’s fear was enough to get her to do as she was told. As soon as the nursery door was closed she had stripped down and changed into the diaper and onesie Ryan had brought her. She then got some of the toys out and scattered them in front of her. She quickly dropped down on to her now padded butt just as the handle on the door started to turn.

When the door opened she was sat on the floor with a pacifier in her mouth and pretending to play with some stacking rings. She looked up to see Ryan, looking very pale faced, walking in followed by an older man she didn’t recognize.

“Here she is, Howard” Ryan said as he stepped out of the way and indicated Anna on the floor, “You’ll have to forgive her, she’s quite shy.”

Anna watched as the dour looking man, Howard apparently, walked inside and looked around. As he went over and peered into the crib Anna looked at Ryan who gave her a quick little nod. She assumed that meant she was doing the right thing. Behind her she could hear the sheets and blankets on the baby bed being moved.

“This doesn’t look slept in.” Howard said as he turned around and made a note in his pad.

“Anna knows to make her bed after she gets up.” Ryan quickly lied, “She’s very diligent with her household duties.”

Howard continued looking around. Anna was watching him but when he looked down at her she quickly turned her attention to the toys again. She absolutely hated being treated like this but it was clear it was important.

“The nursery is very clean.” Howard said.

“I’ll take that as a compliment.” Ryan replied.

“Can I check the bedroom?” Howard asked as he walked towards the door.

Anna saw Ryan freeze and felt her own fear grow as well. She absent-mindedly put a ring on top of another one causing the whole tower to fall over. It briefly distracted the two men.

“The bedroom?” Ryan asked. He swallowed deeply, “That’s a bit personal, isn’t it?”

“Your father requested I be thorough.” Howard replied simply.

Anna watched Howard walk out into the hallway and towards the bedroom. If Howard was already suspicious of the nursery not being lived in he would have it all made clear if he saw Anna had definitely been in the bedroom a lot. She saw Ryan looking utterly terrified and knew she had to do something. It was clear Ryan didn’t want this man going into their bedroom. She acted without thought. On the wall behind the crib there was a large red button. It was a fire alarm button, presumably it was in there for emergencies since a woman in the crib would be trapped if there was a fire or something.

Anna pressed the button and an alarm immediately started blaring. She ran back over and sat down with her toys to make it look like she hadn’t moved. Howard suddenly appeared in the doorway again. He was frowning and cast a look into the nursery.

“What’s happening?” Howard asked with obvious annoyance.

“That’s the fire alarm.” Ryan said, “We have to evacuate the building right away.”

Howard looked at Ryan for a hot minute before let out a sigh of annoyance and nodding his head. Anna stood up in her infantile clothing and walked over to Ryan, she did her best to act like the good little girl she was expected to be. Together the three of them left the apartment and went downstairs. Anna was red in the face for being dressed this way in front of everyone else that was making similar movements to leave the building.

As Ryan, Anna and Howard emerged outside they saw some people were already standing around waiting. There was a low murmur of discussion in the crowd as people discussed what was happening. Anna was happy to hear that most suspected it was a planned drill rather than anything more malicious.

Anna noticed that Howard was looking very impatient to go back inside. He was flicking through the pages of his notepad and tapping his foot. Ryan subtly motioned for Anna to move a little way away from the crowd and the two went to lean on a nearby low wall as if they were just relaxing.

“Good thinking.” Ryan muttered under his breath as he covered his mouth by pretending to scratch his nose, “You saved our asses there.”

“Are you going to tell me what’s going on?” Anna quietly replied.

“After he’s gone.” Ryan answered.

The two of them lapsed into silence as Howard came walking across towards them. He was frowning as he stomped each footstep and looked at his watch. He stopped in front of Ryan and then looked back at the building.

“How long is this going to take?” Howard demanded.

“I don’t know.” Ryan shrugged. Then a couple of seconds later he was struck by inspiration, “Last time they let us back in after a couple of hours…”

“A couple of hours!?” Howard replied indignantly.

“Well, they have to go in and make sure it’s safe.” Ryan reasoned.

Anna knew there had been no previous drills and this was indeed the first time she had heard the alarm go off. Ryan was lying but thankfully he was pretty good at it, after all she had no idea he wasn’t like any of the other horrible men until recently. She watched as Howard looked back to the building and then at Ryan.

“This is nonsense.” Howard said, “There’s no smoke in the sky and the alarm seems to have stopped. I’m going back in there.”

Howard started to turn around but Ryan reached out and grabbed his arm. When Howard looked back at him his expression seemed to suggest “you had better have a good reason to grab me” and Anna could only hope he had some sort of plan.

“Howard, you should let me go in.” Ryan said with a smile, “If something goes wrong I would hate to deprive father of his most trusted advisor. Look after Anna and I’ll be back in a minute.”

“Are you-” Howard started.

Ryan was already marching away before Howard had a chance to respond. Anna watched him go with some trepidation, she always felt very unsafe whenever he wasn’t around. She saw Howard look at her with some disgust before he folded his arms in front of his chest and watched Ryan enter the building.

It was several anxious minutes before he returned. Anna saw him whisper to Paul who was stood near the door and gradually people started going back inside the building. Howard didn’t wait for Ryan to come over and started marching back in himself. Anna, crinkling with her diaper only covered by her onesie, hurriedly followed anxious not to be left alone.

By the time Anna reached the apartment she could see Ryan and Howard going into the master bedroom. She could only hope that Ryan got everything done that he needed to. She went back to the hated nursery and waited. After a few minutes she saw Howard walk past the doorway followed by Ryan. She crawled over to the doorway and leaned out just enough to see what was happening.

“Satisfied?” Ryan asked as he opened the front door.

“Just remember that your father has expectations…” Howard said. He looked over Ryan’s shoulder at Anna, “It would not be wise to fail to meet them. Oh, and before I forget…”

With that Howard handed an envelope to Ryan and left the apartment. Whilst Ryan closed the door Anna immediately started taking off the onesie and ripping off the diaper, she couldn’t wait to get back into her pull-up. When she went into the bedroom to get dressed she saw that all her stuff had been moved, she looked around and when she opened the closet door a lot of her things came tumbling out. She quickly grabbed a new pull-up and got dressed again.

“Sorry.” Ryan said from the doorway. He nodded to the closet where all Anna’s stuff was laying in disarray, “I had to make it look like you never stayed in here.”

“What was that all about?” Anna asked.

“That charismatic man was Howard.” Ryan said as he walked in and sat on the edge of the bed. He seemed tired out, “He works for my father, has done since before I was born. He was here to check to make sure I was treating you properly. Like I’ve said before my father has very exact expectations for the way women are to be treated, if he found out I wasn’t meeting those expectations…”

“I see.” Anna said, “Why would your father think you was letting him down?”

“Howard said they were tipped off by someone.” Ryan sighed as he massaged his temples.

“Who!?” Anna asked.

“I don’t know.” Ryan shrugged, “It might have been an excuse to come in or my father might have someone watching us. Well, I know he has people keeping an eye on us but maybe we have to be a bit more careful about things.”

Anna sighed and lowered her face to her hands. This was all so complicated. She just wanted to live her life, be as free as she could in that cursed society but even the tiny amount of freedom she had was enough to have people asking questions. She was struck by the unfairness of it all as she uncovered her face and looked at Ryan’s hand.

“What’s that?” Anna asked as she nodded to the envelope.

Ryan looked at the white rectangle and then started ripping it open. He took a moment to read the contents and then shook his head in apparent annoyance.

“It seems we have been invited to my father’s home for Thanksgiving…” Ryan said as he handed the invitation to Anna.

[DAQ]

DUN DUn Dun dun. Another awesome chapter. Keep up the great work Elfy.

[Elfy]

22 hours ago, DAQ said:

DUN DUn Dun dun. Another awesome chapter. Keep up the great work Elfy.

Thank you very much

I hope people are enjoying Anna and Ryan's story!

[Elfy]

Anna has a huge challenge ahead of her. Going to the in-laws for a holiday can be difficult at the best of times but in Sallas it can be especially difficult. For Anna it promises to be a true nightmare...

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Anna couldn’t stop her foot from tapping on the floor of the car as they pulled up outside a simply massive mansion. Just getting to the front of the house had been a mission. Ryan had to stop at an armed checkpoint where they searched the vehicle and luggage, there had been a huge gate and intercom system along with verification that they had to pass through and then a mile of gravel driveway.

“We’re going to be fine.” Ryan said, “Just try to blend in with the background and we’ll get through this.”

“I can’t believe I’m going to have to put this act on for two whole days.” Anna replied nervously.

“The big meal is tonight.” Ryan said, “Other than that we can hide away. The mansion is huge, we can get lost without it looking strange.”

“This is just… exhausting.” Anna slumped in her seat, “When you told me you wanted me to be equal I pictured having fun, whilst still being careful of course. Instead it’s been non-stop stress. I didn’t know it would be like this…”

“It’s better than the alternative though, right?” Ryan said with a small smile as he looked at Anna.

“Of course.” Anna replied with a sigh, “I just need some time where it doesn’t feel like we’re on the edge of being discovered.”

“We’ll get there.” Ryan said, “You’ve done brilliantly so far. Look how quickly you potty trained yourself!”

“Fat lot of a good that’s done me…” Anna sighed as she looked down at her crotch. The diaper underneath bulged under her childish dress.

“I’m doing my best here.” Ryan said sadly. Anna looked across and saw he looked a little despondent, “You know that we have to do things my father’s way whilst we’re here though.”

“Oh, I’m sorry, you’re doing great!” Anna quickly said. It was true, Ryan was doing everything he could for her but even he had to be careful, “I mean it… It’s just difficult.”

The car rolled to a stop and Ryan switched the engine off. Anna swallowed as she looked out the window and saw her father’s car. Thanksgiving was being used to celebrate the two families being joined together, Anna wasn’t looking forwards to seeing her parents almost as much as she was dreading seeing Ryan’s. The possibility of humiliation or getting caught was so high.

The couple got out of the car and retrieved their luggage from the trunk before lugging it towards the large concrete steps that led to the front door. Ryan pressed the doorbell and after a minute the door opened.

“Ryan, my boy!” Michael immediately wrapped his son in a tight hug, “And Anna, looking even more beautiful than I remember.”

Anna bristled at the comment as Michael came over and hugged her. She jumped as she felt the older man’s hand slipping down to her backside. He seemed to have no compunction about openly groping his daughter-in-law right in front of his son. Anna’s eyes were wide as Michael finally pulled away.

“Hello father.” Ryan said, “Is it OK if we go straight up to our room? We’re pretty exhausted after the journey.”

“Of course, you’re the last to arrive.” Michael said as he held the door open, “Your mother will show you where you’re staying.”

Anna stepped inside the huge house and looked up from the floor just in time to see Ryan’s mom. Annie was just as horrifying as Anna remembered. She tottered over on heels that were far too high, her huge chest jutted out in front of her and her face, full of plastic, seemed almost immovable. Her huge lips forced her mouth into a permanent “O” shape that made her look permanently surprised. Anna couldn’t stop herself from backing away slightly, Ryan’s mother was truly her worse nightmare.

“Hi Mom.” Ryan said. He tried to smile but it came across as more of a grimace than anything.

“Annie, be a dear and take these two to their room.” Michael said without even looking at his wife, “Good girl.”

Annie took the lead on her impossible heels. Anna was terrified that she would topple over with every step but she seemed pretty adept at getting around despite her clear imbalance. Ryan followed next and Anna brought up the rear. They went up the stairs in silence and then down a long hallway lined with massive paintings. Annie held a door open and Anna followed her husband inside. She was going to turn around to thank Ryan’s mom but she was already gone and the door was swinging shut.

The horror of Annie’s situation and how close Anna could be to that sort of life herself crashed upon her like a wave at a remote lighthouse. She covered her face as she tried to stop the tears that threatened to roll down her cheeks. That anyone could be reduced to such an extent felt like an abomination.

“I prefer to remember her from when I was a child.” Ryan said as he walked over and locked the door, “Back when she was…”

Ryan trailed off but Anna knew what he meant. She sniffed back the tears and took a deep breath, it was important that she play her role for the next couple of days. She turned away from the door and looked around the room. It was massive for a guest room and even had things like its own television. Her family had never been overly poor but this sort of wealth was obscene.

“This is why I so desperately want the job at my father’s company.” Ryan said as he walked back over and sat on the double bed, “I adore business for itself but if I could get a fraction of the money my father has we could live comfortably and privately. We wouldn’t have to worry anymore.”

Anna nodded as she went to the two suitcases. She opened Ryan’s first and started to pull out the change of clothes he had brought as well as a couple of books and his toiletries.

“I can do all that.” Ryan said softly.

“No, it’s my job, remember?” Anna smiled at her husband, “If we’re going to keep up this charade we should stay in character. Just in case.”

They stayed in their room for most of the rest of the day. They didn’t even pretend to try to socialize and, true to her word, Anna made sure to stay in the subservient role she had been forced to keep up in the early days of their relationship. She even went so far as to soak her diaper and have Ryan change her. It was strange, it was obviously something he had done before but it seemed more embarrassing now somehow, she supposed it was because they both knew she was capable of keeping herself dry.

Not long after the sun had set there was a knock on the door. It was time for dinner. Anna felt her stomach drop, she wasn’t at all hungry and wondered if she could get away with saying she was unwell and hiding in her room. She was dressed in a very frilly and infantile cream dress, she detested it but apparently Michael had requested it. The thought of wearing something just to satisfy her father-in-law made her feel unwell.

“Come on.” Ryan said, “You’ll be OK.”

Anna knew the reality of their situation meant that Ryan couldn’t really say that for sure but she still felt somewhat comforted. She stood up and took Ryan’s hand as they left the room and made their way back towards the main Foyer area. When Anna could hear her father-in-law’s deep voice she felt her knees buckle slightly. Without even realising she was doing it she clutched herself tighter to Ryan’s arm.

The door to the dining room opened and Anna was confronted by the two sets of parents already sitting down and talking. At the head of the table Michael was seemingly very smug as he listened to Harold telling him some story about a golf trip he had been on. Harold, Anna’s adoptive father, was as loud and boisterous as ever and Anna felt herself tense up. Next to Harold was Michelle, Anna’s adoptive mother, she was smiling politely but her face lit up when she saw Anna.

“Here they are.” Michael said gruffly as he looked over to the room’s entrance.

All eyes turned to Anna and Ryan as they walked inside the dining room. Hall might’ve been a better name for the cavernous space. Above the table, hanging from a high ceiling was a chandelier that sparkled in the light. The large oaken table was laden with platters of food, cutlery and table decorations. The places set for Ryan and Anna were opposite Anna’s parents.

Ryan led the way around the long table. He was about to sit down in the seat to the side of his father but Michael loudly cleared his throat.

“That’s Anna’s seat.” Michael said.

“Alright.” Ryan replied uneasily. He moved down a seat before sitting down.

Anna nervously sat in the seat that had been left for her. She ducked her head down as she felt her adoptive father and Michael’s eyes travel over her. She swallowed hard, she was doing her best to do what she had practiced with Ryan and act as submissive as possible.

“Hello Anna, I hope you’ve been a good girl for Ryan.” Harold said. Anna shuddered subconsciously.

“She’s been great.” Ryan replied, “I’ve barely had to correct her at all.”

“That’s great to hear.” Michael chuckled, “She could be a bit of a wild mare at times…”

Anna clenched her hands under the table. Yet again she was on parade like a piece of meat and all she could do was sit there and take it. It was a long minute before Annie walked in with a tray. The rest of the food was already laid out on the table but Annie placed the centerpiece carefully in the middle. Anna looked up to see the lid of the tray lifted and reveal a magnificent looking turkey. Annie lifted the carving knife and placed it on the top of the meat.

“That’s my job!” Michael suddenly yelled as he jumped to his feet. He continued in a hiss, “Get to your seat.”

Anna jumped at the sudden burst of anger from right next to her. She was tensed up as Annie placed the knife on the tray and quickly retreated. The room was eerily silent as she sat at the bottom of the table separated from the rest of the group as if she was simply an afterthought.

“Stupid bitch…” Michael muttered as he moved around the table and started carving the turkey.

Anna looked at Ryan and could see in his eyes that he was seething with rage but holding himself together. She couldn’t imagine how hard it must be to see the mother you love treated like that, not even Harold treated his wife so badly.

Slowly the atmosphere returned as food was served. Anna continued the submissive role she was forced into and allowed Ryan to dish out her food. She had to admit it looked lovely even if she had no appetite and wished she could be anywhere else. She kept sneaking glances down the table at Annie who had her own plate with no turkey on it.

Anna picked up her knife and fork as everyone began eating. She remained quiet whilst Ryan joined in with the other two men. She didn’t feel hungry at all and was counting the seconds until she could leave the table. As she was pushing the vegetables around her plate she suddenly felt something touching her leg and jumped backwards. She looked down to see a hand holding her knee. It was Michael’s. She looked up and saw her father-in-law leering at her. She had to fight the urge to throw up there and then.

“I… have to go.” Anna stood up and pushed her chair back, “I just need some fresh air.

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The second half of Thanksgiving dinner is as bad (or worse) than the first half. Anna has no choice but to sit and hope for the best when the men around her feel like sharks circling. In the course of sitting with the family she discovers  something about herself that leaves her shocked.

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Anna knew she wasn’t acting according to the rules laid out by Ryan but she couldn’t sit there for another minute whilst she was groped at like that. She hurried out of the dining hall and into hallway which headed back towards to the main Foyer entrance. If she could’ve she would’ve kept walking all the way out of the house and then down to the car.

“Anna?” Ryan’s voice stopped her. She could hear him hurrying down the hall until he was stood in front of her again, “What’s going on? Are you feeling OK?”

“Your father…” Anna was trembling slightly, “He… grabbed by knee.”

“I was worried this would happen.” Ryan massaged his temples, “I’m sorry. He’s…”

“An asshole!” Anna exclaimed. Her voice was raised enough that Ryan looked over his shoulder to make sure no one heard her.

“Look, just take your time and calm down.” Ryan said.

“Can’t I just go to our room?” Anna asked.

“My father wants everyone to do as he says.” Ryan replied, “If he doesn’t get his way he gets… angry.”

“Ugh, fine.” Anna finally said, “Just give me a moment.”

“Of course.” Ryan replied.

Anna expected her husband to turn away and return to the dining room but instead he simply backed up a couple of paces and looked at the wallpaper as if there was something on it to interest him. Anna held out her hands to say “what are you still doing here?”

“Sorry.” Ryan shrugged, “My father told me to bring you back and…Wait, are you?”

“Shh.” Anna hissed as her cheeks went red.

Anna had frozen in place and was looking past Ryan and back down the corridor as she relaxed her bladder. She hadn’t been allowed to go to the bathroom so this was, of course, inevitable. She felt embarrassed as Ryan looked down at her crotch before remembering his manners and belatedly turning away.

The splashing warmth spread around the disposable diaper and Anna shivered slightly as she finally finished. The wet padding was so much thicker and spongier than when it was dry, she could feel the outer plastic of the diaper being pulled tight by the new weight she had put into it. With only a short dress on she felt like the bottom of her diaper would now be poking out below the high hemline.

“Alright, let’s go…” Anna finally said when she was done.

“Oh, one more thing… Sorry.” Ryan reached into his pocket and pulled out one of Anna’s pacifiers, “I’ve got to look like I’m in control…”

Anna sighed but opened her mouth. The pacifier was pushed between her lips and she took Ryan’s hand as he led her back to the dining room. All eyes turned to her as she waddled into the room, she kept her eyes down to the ground as she took her seat again. She looked down at the plate of food in front of her and was grateful for the pacifier making a convenient excuse not to eat because she was anything but hungry.

“Do you have something to say to Michael?” Harold asked as she settled in her chair.

Anna frowned. She wasn’t sure what she was supposed to say to the man who had just freely groped at her like that. She wanted to ignore the question but people were turning her way.

“You should apologize.” Michelle suggested before quickly looking down at the table when Harold stared at her.

“For… what?” Anna asked around the pacifier.

“I think what she means is…” Ryan started as he seemed to search around for words, “What should she apologize for first. Go on Anna, apologize to my father for making a scene.”

Anna looked at Ryan with hurt eyes. It didn’t matter if she knew that he was only doing what he had to do to keep them both safe it still stung. She was really expected to apologize to the man sexually harassing her at the dinner table. Her whole body shook as the rational side of her brain desperately tried to force the anger back into a box.

“I’m sorry.” Anna finally mumbled around the soother.

“What was that?” Michael asked as if he hadn’t heard what she had said.

“I’m sorry for making a scene.” Anna said louder.

Anna’s face was staring down at the table but she looked out of the corner of her eye to see Michael smirking. He waved his hand like it was nothing, like he hadn’t just seen the whole of the table basically demand she say sorry. A tear fell from Anna’s eye directly on to the food on her plate.

“You need to keep an eye on her.” Harold said towards Ryan, “I’m telling you, if you start letting her think she can get away with these displays you’ll have a big problem. She’s too headstrong for her own good.”

“I’ll keep that in mind.” Ryan replied as politely as he could manage.

“We should all say what we’re thankful for.” Michael finally said when everyone was settled again. It seemed that Anna’s humiliation didn’t warrant even the barest of acknowledgements from Ryan’s father.

“That’s a brilliant idea.” Howard nodded his head sycophantically.

“I’ll start.” Michael said with a big smile. He looked down the long table to where his wife was sat alone and for a second Anna thought he was about to make a romantic gesture, “I’m thankful for my wife’s excellent surgeon! Hey, son, I can give you his number if you want. Anna here could use a few upgrades.”

Anna turned red as the men laughed. She knew Ryan had to join in to keep up the charade but it didn’t lessen the pain it caused. She shivered as she imagined an alternate reality in which Ryan would follow in his father’s footsteps, a reality where she would end up like Annie. She couldn’t imagine being turned into something like her.

“Well I’m thankful that my daughter’s in-laws are such wonderful people.” Howard’s sucking up to the richer Michael was equal parts pathetic and depressing to Anna, “We couldn’t hope to be connected to a better family… or a better golfer.”

Michael laughed heartily and reached over to smack Howard on the shoulder. Anna was just glad the focus was off herself at least temporarily.

“How about you, Ryan?” Howard asked as he turned to the other side of the table where Ryan and Anna sat.

“Me?” Ryan foundered for a few seconds, “Well, I… I guess I’m thankful for Anna…”

Anna looked up from the table for the first time since sitting back down and she could see everyone else was looking at Ryan as well. Ryan, meanwhile, was looking down at his plate and was looking a little red.

“She is everything I wanted.” Ryan finished with a shrug.

For a second there was silence around the table and when Anna glanced at her parents and Michael it felt like they were trying to decide how to react. She sat there with baited breath and struggled to keep the little smile that was developing from being noticed by the others.

“I think what my son is trying to say…” Michael finally broke the awkward silence, “Is that Anna is fantastic in the sack! I have to say you’ve trained her well, she was like a wild animal when I first met her and now she’s a docile little housecat.”

All the men started laughing again, including Ryan. Anna didn’t mind this time. Even it was their little secret she understood what Ryan’s real meaning. She felt her heart swelling as she smiled. She felt warmth flood through her system as she thought about her husband, she wanted to reach out and hold him. To kiss him…

“Oh God!” Anna thought as she felt a sinking feeling of realization in her tummy, “Am I really falling in love with him.”

Anna almost felt like she needed to excuse herself from the table again. Her face was going red and she was sucking on the pacifier almost subconsciously to calm herself down just a little. Her heart was beating much faster than normal and her mind quickly became a whirl of thoughts. What she really needed something that would break up this situation.

“How about we go through to the lounge?” Michael asked as he leaned back in his seat and drank from his glass, “I’ve got some fine brandy in there and some cigars that were imported just last week. They are incredible.”

“That sounds wonderful.” Howard said with a wide smile, “But what about the…”

“The women?” Michael waved a hand dismissively, “We have something set up for them. Annie is well trained in that department. Come on.”

Anna thought that the way Michael talked about his wife was like an owner who was particularly proud of a trick his puppy learnt. She felt a lurch in her abdomen as she watched Ryan stand up next to her. He looked down and gave her a quick smile before walking away with the other men. Anna looked around at her mother who was still smiling politely, meanwhile Annie stared straight ahead until the men left the room and then stood up. Her movements were almost robotic with how precise they were. Anna wondered how much of her mother-in-law’s personality truly remained.

Annie waved for the other two women to follow her. Anna had to be honest, she wasn’t entirely sure if the poor woman could speak, she certainly wouldn’t have put it past Michael to render his wife a mute.

Anna was the last of the three women to leave the dining room. No one spoke as they made their way out to the hallway and then up the stairs. The only sounds that echoed off the high and wide corridors were the clacking of high-heels and the crinkle of diapers. The women traipsed down a long hallway to a door that had a sign hanging from it that said “Female’s Lounge.”

Annie opened the door to allow the two guests to walk in. When Anna stepped inside she could only shake her head though she didn’t know what else she could possibly have expected. The “female’s lounge” was basically just another nursery, but it was one that had been obscenely set up as if it were a proper lounge. Instead of big leather chairs there were small plastic ones, instead of bottles of alcohol there were bottles of milk and juice, instead of cigars to suck on there were pacifiers. A little play table was set up in the middle of the room with coloring material on it and other toys were scattered around.

“Figures.” Anna mumbled around her pacifier.

Once all three women were in the room Annie closed the door and walked wordlessly towards the table. Anna went to follow when her mother turned and wrapped her in the tightest hug she had ever experienced.

“I’m so glad to see you’re alright!” Michelle sounded like she was sobbing. Emotions pent up for weeks flooding out.

Anna didn’t know what to say. She knew her mother was trapped in this society just like she was but she still felt a little resentment towards her. She let Michelle hug her for a little bit before untangling herself.

“I’m fine, mom.” Anna said.

“I know, I know.” Michelle was wiping her eyes. She was wearing a pair of denim shortalls that bulged with the thick diapers underneath, “How has Ryan been? Are you sure you’re alright? He hasn’t hurt you has he? He hasn’t mentioned… surgery, has he?”

Anna saw her adoptive mother glance warily towards Annie as she asked the last question. For a second Anna laughed before she realised how weird that reaction was. She considered coming clean with Michelle and explaining that Ryan wasn’t all that bad at all, that she liked him and he liked her and that she thought she might…

Anna stopped herself before she got carried away. She couldn’t say anything about the true nature of her relationship with Ryan, she couldn’t tell her mother that she was actually alright for the most part. It pained her to make her mom worry about her but it was the only way they could keep up the deception. Still, she didn’t need to lie necessarily.

“No, Ryan hasn’t mentioned anything about surgery.” Anna said. She belatedly pulled the pacifier out of her mouth.

“That’s a relief.” Michelle said as she sat down on one of the small chairs, “It’s just I know you can be a bit prickly and-”

“Prickly?” Anna felt somewhat affronted even if she knew her mother was right.

“I just mean that these sorts of people… they don’t tolerate insubordination.” Michelle replied.

The next couple of hours felt exceptionally awkward for Anna. Her mother had a barrage of questions about everything going on in her life and all Anna could do was lie. It was exhausting having to keep track of everything she was making up. She had to tell her mother that she was worked to the bone and not shown an ounce of respect, keeping her story straight made it feel like she was being interrogated. In the end she left herself feeling miserable about this fictional alternate reality she had constructed.

By the time there was footsteps outside of the door Anna was very ready to go back to her room. She was tired and her diaper, as much as she hated to admit it, was soaked. The door opened and the men appeared. Ryan quickly beckoned Anna over and the pair of them were soon back in their guest bedroom. It seemed he was in just as much of a rush as she was.

“Are you alright?” Ryan asked as soon as he was sure there was no one in earshot.

“Yeah.” Anna replied as she walked over and sat on the bed, “Just exhausted. Who knew lying all the time was so tiring?”

“I know.” Ryan snorted as he walked away from the door and towards the en suite bathroom, “Don’t forget how this marriage started. I spent weeks having to lie and pretend that I saw you as a baby and maid rather than the beau-… erm, rather than who you are. I’m surprised I could keep the charade up as long as I did.”

Anna nodded. She stretched out as Ryan went into the bathroom. Anna could hear the water running in the sink as she looked around the room again. She reached down to her diaper and felt the thick padding that had expanded massively over the hours since she had been put in it.

“I think I’ll need a change.” Anna said as Ryan walked back into the room.

“I would’ve thought you would’ve done that whilst I was in there.” Ryan replied as he pointed to the bathroom.

“I just thought you should do it.” Anna said as she looked down, “What if someone walked in and I was changing myself?”

“Sure. You’re right.” Ryan said as he went over to the suitcase and pulled out a fresh diaper.

Anna laid back and tried not to smile or blush. It was pretty much impossible though as she could feel the heat rising in her face. Whilst this did indeed keep up the deception she would be lying if she said she was upset with the arrangement. She could barely even believe she was thinking that way, she felt so confused at her thoughts and emotions.

So wrapped up in her own mind Anna didn’t pay attention as baby wipes touched against her private areas she jumped at the sudden touch but couldn’t help a small moan escaping her, the wet wipe felt like it was a source of electricity and when it was pressed against her she felt it surge through her most delicate and sensitive nerve endings.

“Sorry.” Ryan muttered.

Anna’s eyes widened at the entirely unexpected reaction. She dared to look at Ryan but it was impossible to tell if he had noticed that her response hadn’t just been shock. Anna felt more confused than ever, she had never liked a man even as a friend before so the feelings that were now swirling through her mind were strange and confusing.

It wasn’t long before a fresh diaper was pulled up between Anna’s legs and taped closed. Once that was done Anna was happy to crawl into bed. She was exhausted and couldn’t wait to leave the following day. The only negative being that they wouldn’t be leaving until the afternoon.

“Goodnight.” Ryan said as he slipped under the covers as well.

“G’night.” Anna replied sleepily.

[Elfy]

It's finally time to head back to the college but that means Anna has to leave the relative safety of her bedroom. What greets her downstairs is a situation right out of her worst nightmare.

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Anna spent most of the next day hiding in her bedroom. Ryan put in appearances but made it clear he would’ve much preferred to stay up with Anna. Unfortunately Anna couldn’t hide away forever and around lunchtime Ryan broke the unfortunate news that she was expected downstairs. At least it was delivered with the caveat that they would be leaving soon afterwards.

With more than a little trepidation Anna came downstairs. She was in a fresh diaper and a pink skirtall as she descended the grand staircase. She clung to Ryan’s arm and didn’t know if he assumed she was just playing up the act or not, in truth she did it to feel safer.

“There they are.” Michael was stood in the Foyer area and looking up towards Anna, “I was about to send out a search party!”

Anna’s parents were also in the Foyer and they burst into loud laughter at the terrible joke. Harold in particular was putting on a show of how funny he thought Michael was. Anna felt butterflies in her stomach as she reached the bottom of the stairs. The front door was mere feet away and how she wished she could just run out of there and not look back.

“We’ll probably be leaving soon.” Ryan said, “We have a long drive ahead of us after all.”

“Of course…” Michael paused for a few seconds. It looked like he was contemplating something, “I actually have a proposition for you.”

Anna didn’t at all like the way her father-in-law looked at her as he said that. A shiver went down her spine as she suppressed the urge to turn tail and run. Ryan seemed to pull her closer as Howard took a few short steps until he was right up in front of Anna.

“I’ve always taught Ryan to share…” Michael practically whispered to Anna as he leaned in closer, “Perhaps I could enjoy your company before you leave.”

Anna’s eyes widened and as what Michael was saying sunk in she felt a hand reach around and roughly grope her padded ass. She reacted almost instinctively, she didn’t think as her eyes went wide and she looked at Ryan’s father. Her arm went back and before anyone could stop her she swung forwards and slapped Howard in the face.

As soon as her hand made contact with Michael’s face Anna knew she had made a terrible mistake. It felt like time and space had stopped for a second, it seemed like everyone was asking themselves if what they had just seen was what really happened. Over Michael’s shoulder Anna saw her mom covering her mouth.

“You bitch.” Michael growled with fire in his eyes, “I knew there was something wrong with you.”

Michael grabbed Anna by her pigtails and started pulling her to the hallway. Anna’s eyes went wide but there was nothing she could do loosen her father-in-law’s grip. She tried desperately to pry his fingers open but he wouldn’t be moved, it was all she could do to remain on her feet.

“Father!” Ryan exclaimed as he ran to get in front of the pair.

“Out of my way!” Michael yelled as he forcibly pushed Ryan aside and continued pulling Anna until they entered the living room.

Anna was pulled across the room as she cried. She knew she had made a terrible mistake in slapping a man but it was a reaction that was entirely automatic. She was thrown roughly at the table as everyone else followed them into the room. Anna looked up at Ryan with pleading eyes though she knew there was little he could do. He had his hands behind his head and looked on the verge of a breakdown himself. A hand came down on Anna’s back making sure she stayed in place bent over the table.

“Ryan, get your mother’s switch.” Michael demanded.

“Father, I…” Ryan started to protest.

“What!?” Michael looked up at Ryan with fury, “Your wife just hit your father! You should be doing this. What’s wrong with you, eh? Can’t control your woman? Maybe Harold was right…”

“W-What’s that supposed to mean?” Ryan stuttered.

“I thought you could handle a wife but maybe I was wrong.” Michael shook his head, “Maybe I should send her off to Finishing School and tame her for you.”

“That’s… not necessary.” Ryan answered. He was trying to stay calm but the sweat on his brow gave up how flustered he felt, “I have her entirely under control. This behaviour is an aberration.”

“Fine.” Michael growled, “Then go get your mother’s switch.”

Anna watched Ryan hesitate for just a second. His eyes darted down to her. She was filled with terror but had the presence of mind to give him a tiny, almost imperceptible nod. She definitely didn’t want to be punished in any way and yet it was unavoidable, the best they could do was limit the damage. She knew Ryan had to show he was willing to keep her in line.

Ryan turned and left the room. Anna watched him go with some trepidation as she tried to steel herself for what she was sure would be her most unpleasant punishment yet. She exclaimed as Michael ripped at the tapes of her diaper and let it fall to the ground. With a gasp Anna closed her legs together and although she was bent over the table and mooning the room at least she wasn’t showing anything else. Her own parents were in the room watching, even Harold looked a little concerned.

There was a tense silence as everyone waited for Ryan to return. Anna was trembling under Michael’s hands but didn’t dare try to get up, she was in enough trouble as it was. When Ryan’s footsteps approached she felt herself freeze up.

“Bring it here.” Michael demanded.

Anna didn’t look behind her but heard Ryan approach. She dared to look to her side to see a thin wooden stick being handed to her father-in-law, she gulped as she looked forwards again. Ryan moved around into her eye line, she could see that the colour had drained from his face. She looked at him with wide eyes that she hoped conveyed her further desire that he not interfere.

“This switch was given to me by my father on the day of my wedding.” Michael said as he held the stick up to his face, “If I didn’t still need it on occasion I would have bequeathed it to you, Ryan. Would you use it?”

“O-Of course.” Ryan tried to sound confident.

“We’ll see.” Michael said.

Anna shuddered as the Michael lowered the stick to her bare skin and rubbed it against her. She could feel how tough it was, she could feel all the knots and protuberances. She was shaking and clutching the table with knuckles that had turned white. She wished Michael would just get on with it. The anticipation was killing her.

When the first blow came it was a total surprise. Anna had felt the stick rubbing against her and then within a slit-second it was pulled back and brought forwards again. It cracked through the air and then bent as it hit her. It stung like nothing she had ever experienced.

“Watch and learn, Ryan.” Michael growled, “You have to make sure she knows her place. If you give these women an inch they will take a mile!”

Anna screamed as she felt the thin strip of stinging pain blazing across her rear end again. The pain was unlike any other punishment she had ever suffered through. Tears filled Anna’s eyes as she clenched her teeth. No sooner had she managed to get her composure back then there was another whip-crack and another fresh line of stinging pain erupted like an explosion. Anna screamed again and immediately started sobbing, she looked up at Ryan and could see he was desperate to intervene. He had his hands behind his head and was grimacing as if he could feel every blow.

“Spare the rod, spoil the bitch!” Michael exclaimed.

Another hit and another set of nerves screamed in protest. Unlike a regular spanking it didn’t feel like the stinging was subsiding. She was kicking her legs out behind her desperately, she didn’t know how many hits she could expect but she regretted lashing out desperately.

“I’m sorry!” Anna screamed as the switch flew through the air again.

Anna’s mind could only register the pain that was lighting up her butt. She almost found herself wishing she had accepted Michael’s advances to begin with, she was reaching out for anything that would avoid this punishment.

By the time Anna had received the eighth hit she was a sobbing mess. She had laid her head on the table and accepted that this wouldn’t end. It felt like she had been bent over the table for hours. She couldn’t take much more, her whole rear end seemed to be in a blaze of agony. She knew she her ass must be so red, she wondered if she was bleeding.

“You might want to slow down.”

The first voice to speak up since the punishment began was from an unexpected source. The spanking stopped and all eyes turned towards Harold. Anna opened her tear-filled eyes and looked around shakily. Her parents were in the corner of the room and looked almost as shocked as Ryan did. Anna’s head laid on the table again and she felt two puddles on the side of her face, one was her tears and the other was drool and spit.

“I’m just thinking you don’t want to hurt your swinging arm before that golf tournament next week.” Harold continued. He smiled but it was a nervous one, like he half-expected Michael to turn on him with the switch.

There was more silence. A pregnant pause as all eyes turned to Harold. Anna was tensed up expecting the punishing beating to continue. It seemed like the silence seemed to stretch on into eternity.

“You’re probably right.” Harold finally said, “Can’t let those bastards at Simmons show me up!”

Anna felt Harold’s hand leave her back and she breathed a sigh of relief. She heard the two older males laughing and discussing golf as she tried to calm herself down, she didn’t dare move and draw attention to the fact that she was still there.

“Let me show you to the car.” Michael said to Anna’s parents.

Anna stayed against the table as she heard everyone leaving the room. She turned her head just as the footsteps reached the door. She saw Harold look over his shoulder quickly just before disappearing out of sight. The living room door closed and as soon as the footsteps had gone out of hearing range Ryan dashed forwards.

“Are you alright?” Ryan asked urgently.

“Not here…” Anna whispered.

“Just hold on a second.” Ryan said. He ran out to the Foyer leaving Anna alone in the living room.

Anna reached out behind her and hesitantly touched one of the areas on her rear end that was stinging badly. As soon as she came in contact with her skin she rapidly pulled her hand away whilst wincing. Ryan came back in shortly afterwards.

“Here, let me…” Ryan said as he carefully took hold of her arms and started to pick her up.

Anna slowly straightened up. Every small movement hurt her and she leant on her husband for support. She saw him unfolding a fresh diaper and moaned, it was necessary but she was under no illusions as to what this padding would do to her bruised skin.

To Ryan’s credit he was as careful as he could possibly be and taped on the diaper incredibly lightly. Anna felt useless as her diaper was fixed in place and her clothing smoothed out. Almost as soon as the last tape was carefully placed Anna almost subconsciously relaxed her bladder. She freely wet her diaper even as Ryan was still adjusting things. She was too out of it to really care even when Ryan felt the diaper warming and looked at her.

“Come on.” Ryan said in barely a whisper.

Anna felt like a zombie as Ryan took her arm and started steering her towards the foyer. She barely registered that her parents were gone, she barely saw Michael who was still standing by the door. Putting one foot in front of the other was about as much as she could manage as tears continued falling down her face.

“Don’t be strangers.” Michael said as the couple shuffled past him.

As Anna was helped down the steps of the large porch she saw Ryan’s car being pulled up. Ryan hurried forwards and opened the door before freezing. When Anna eventually reached him she saw why. The rear seat was now largely taken up by a big booster seat.

“Do you like it?” Michael called down from the top of the porch, “I noticed you were lacking a seat for Anna. Safety first, Ryan!”

“Yeah…” Ryan turned with a pained smile, “Thanks.”

“Ryan…” Anna whispered.

“I know.” Ryan replied equally quietly, “Just get in it for now.”

The toddler seat was exactly the same as the ones babies would use but was scaled up. The plastic sides had a rough texture and was multicolored in geometric patterns, they were crisscrossed by the black restraints that were draped over the sides. The padding of the seat was a dark red. Anna was helped towards the seat and loathe as she was to get in it she knew that if they gave the game away now everything she had been through would’ve been for nothing.

Anna carefully stepped up and into the car she positioned herself above the new seat and lowered herself gently. She winced painfully as her bruised and beaten butt pressed against the seat. This was going to be an agonizing trip home.

[Elfy]

Anna and Ryan share a moment on their way home from a traumatic stay with Ryan's parents. Then, back at college, Ryan buys his wife some gifts.

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As the immediate pain of her punishment started to fade Anna was left with the humiliation that lingered like a bitter aftertaste. She had to sit there as Ryan haphazardly worked out how the restraints worked and fastened them all together leaving Anna trapped in the toddler seat. Her legs swung uselessly off the floor of the car and her padded rear was forced out in front of her slightly.

At least Ryan wasn’t hanging around. As soon as the straps were all tightened he went around to the front of the car. He gave his father a cursory wave before getting in and the wheels spun on the loose gravel as he rushed to get out of there as soon as possible. The car was silent all the way down the long driveway and through the checkpoint at the gate.

Anna felt the weight of everything that had happened crushing down on her shoulders. As the car started travelling down the public roads she quickly found her composure breaking. The humiliations, the punishments, the unwanted sexual advances… it was all too much to take and it wasn’t long before tears were pouring from her eyes again.

When Anna looked over to Ryan in the driving seat she could see he was struggling to keep things together as well. His hands were shaking and he had one of them pressed against his forehead. The way his chest was moving it was clear to Anna he was crying as well.

Anna felt the car lurching rather erratically until they ended up on a long quiet road that had nothing but fields either side. Ryan pulled the car over in a deserted area and rushed out the door as if the car was on fire. He came around to Anna’s door and opened it. As soon as he pressed the button holding the restraints together Anna darted forwards and pulled Ryan into a tight hug. For minutes they cried on to each other’s shoulders, the only sound being their tearful breathing. Neither said a word for the longest time, they didn’t need to speak.

“I’m so sorry.” Ryan said without relinquishing the hug.

“It’s OK.” Anna replied, “It wasn’t your fault.”

“I should never have brought you here.” Ryan continued, “Can you forgive me?”

“Ryan, hey, look at me.” Anna removed herself from the hug, “There’s nothing to forgive.”

Anna and Ryan looked into each other’s eyes and neither seemed able to look away. To Anna it felt like the rest of the world was fading away, that the recent past was already ancient history. The immediacy of the last few days had passed and now Anna found herself with time to think. It didn’t take long for those deliciously warm feelings she had for Ryan to resurface. She felt so conflicted, should she feel guilty for her feelings?

It was the sort of moment where, in a movie, the two of them would’ve leaned in for a passionate kiss. This wasn’t a movie though. After a minute that seemed to pass in the blink of an eye Ryan dropped his gaze to the ground. His cheeks were slightly red as he stepped back and looked out over the field.

“If you weren’t here what do you think you’d be doing?” Ryan asked.

“What do you mean?” Anna replied.

“If you were in an equal society what would you want to do?” Ryan clarified, “You’re smart. You would’ve gone to college. What would you study?”

“I don’t re-…” Anna paused. She would be lying if she said this wasn’t a thought she had fantasized about for a long time. Living in a society that gave her equal opportunities, it felt cruel to even think about it, “I guess… I think… Law. I’d like to be a lawyer.”

“Really?” Ryan sounded surprised, “I would’ve guessed a lot of jobs before lawyer. My dad’s got a lot of lawyers and they do make a lot of money.”

“I’d want to help the disadvantaged.” Anna continued as she sighed wistfully, “A lawyer for those who have suffered injustice or need an ally. I don’t care about money, I’d work for free if it meant saving people from a life like this.”

Anna sighed as she finished talking and sat back in the toddler chair. It felt almost cruel to be made to think about what she wanted from a future that couldn’t possibly exist. It wasn’t like they could just leave Sallas after all. The government in charge had made sure that emigration was incredibly difficult.

Ryan remained outside of the car for a few more minutes just looking out into the wilderness. Anna watched him from the car and wondered exactly what he was thinking. She felt exhausted and the stinging on her butt seemed to radiate throughout her body painfully. She had to admit that the extra padding on the toddler seat did a lot to help cushion her though.

In the end Anna had no idea if Ryan said anything before getting in the car and driving away. She had rested her head against the plastic side of the safety seat with the intention of resting her eyes and ended up drifting off into a sleep that she didn’t wake from even when Ryan came back and started on the journey home.

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“Stupid, stupid, stupid…” Ryan repeated to himself as he walked back on to the campus waving his ID card at the security desk.

Carrying a couple of plastic bags of shopping Ryan started down the long central drive towards the accommodation blocks. Usually he did the shopping on campus but he had gone on a walk for this stuff if for no other reason than to have a long think. It had been a week since the ill-fated Thanksgiving trip and Ryan had spent most of that time apologizing though Anna seemed to hold no ill will towards him. The reason Ryan was chastising himself was the reason he needed some time alone.

“How could you fall in love, you idiot?” Ryan muttered.

Ryan couldn’t deny it to himself any longer. Choosing Anna as his wife had been pretty random but the more he had got to know her the closer he felt. He was in love with her. He loved her rebellious nature, he loved how headstrong she was, he loved her humor, he loved her resilience and he loved the way she looked. Everything about her was enchanting and now he couldn’t get her out of his mind.

It felt like a cruel curse. Ryan was in love with someone who could surely never love him back. He wasn’t even sure that she liked him in the slightest, at best he thought she saw him as some kind of prison guard. He was more lenient than others but that was hardly enough to inspire love. He had forced her into this position and though it could’ve been much worse for her he would totally understand if she didn’t see it that way. Ryan was a feminist in a country that shunned such things.

It was a chilly day. The summer and fall had given way to the cold start of winter. To think it had only been months since his wedding day, it felt like a lifetime had passed by. Ryan certainly never foresaw himself in this position. When he was told he had to find a wife before college he had resolved to swallow his feelings of inequality and be the good alpha Sallasian male.

“Fine job you did of that…” Ryan shook his head.

Ryan walked into the foyer of his apartment building and was glad of the warmth. He made his way to the elevator and pressed the button. As the doors slid closed behind him he looked down at his bags. After the Thanksgiving nightmare Anna’s mood had plummeted. She spent most of her time in their bedroom and it felt like all the progress they had made in opening up to each other had been undone. Desperate to pull his wife through Ryan had gone out and bought some special presents for her.

The elevator doors slid open and Ryan stepped out on to the corridor with their apartment at the end. He started walking down thinking of the best way to present his gifts when the door across the hall opened.

“Ryan!” Paul was his usual boisterous self, “Come in.”

“Well I was just…” Ryan started.

Paul wasn’t listening. He had already turned around and headed back inside the apartment leaving Ryan awkwardly standing in the centre of the corridor. He looked longingly at his own front door before sighing and turning to follow Paul inside.

Paul’s apartment was basically the same as Ryan but mirrored since it was on the other side of the hall. It was also immaculately clean in a way Ryan’s place wasn’t. Anna still kept the apartment clean just for something to do if nothing else but things had relaxed quite a lot. Clearly this wasn’t the case for Jane who Ryan could imagine was being worked like a mule.

“Have a seat. Do you want a beer?” Paul asked as he sat down on the large couch and motioned to the armchair opposite him.

“Not really.” Ryan answered. It seemed far too early for drinks.

“Jane!” Paul yelled out. It was so sudden it made Ryan jump, “Get two beers!”

Anywhere else in the world it would’ve seemed absurd. The kitchen was mere feet away from Paul but instead of getting the drinks himself he called for his wife who was somewhere else in the apartment. Jane dutifully came running out from somewhere in the back. She looked worried and her shoulders were hunched up as if she was expecting a punishment just for existing.

“Have you finished your chores?” Paul asked as two beers were placed on the table.

“Yes…” Jane’s eyes flicked to Ryan briefly, “Daddy.”

“Good. Go play with your toys.” Paul grunted and he jerked his head back a little to the playpen that was behind them.

Ryan looked at the playpen in the living room. It was sparse but there were a few toys scattered around. Jane carefully walked into it and locked the gate behind her. Ryan sipped his beer in an attempt to make it look like he wasn’t sickened by the sight. Jane sat down and pulled a doll towards her, she didn’t smile at all as she started combing its hair.

“It’s good, right? I bet you’ve broken out your one.” Paul was smiling.

“Huh?” Ryan frowned.

“The playpen!” Paul responded like he was talking to a very stupid person.

“Oh, right, yeah.” Ryan quickly laughed until Paul looked over to the playpen.

“Keeps them out of trouble.” Paul chuckled, “I keep Jane in there whenever she isn’t doing chores.”

Ryan looked over again. Jane looked miserable but it was clear that this wasn’t an unusual situation for her. Paul started talking about some sports results but Ryan was neither interested nor particularly listening. He simply nodded and smiled whenever it seemed right to do so. The truth was that he thought Paul was a loathsome man that he tried to avoid whenever possible.

“Anyway, I need to go take a leak.” Paul eventually said. He was apparently too self-centered to realise Ryan hadn’t been listening for quite a while.

Ryan watched Paul walk away down the corridor and wondered if he could realistically use the opportunity to leave. He couldn’t be an ungracious guest though, he had to keep up appearances if he wanted to get ahead in the future. Paul was destined for the top and having him as a “friend” would do a lot for his future.

“Ryan?”

The voice was so quiet that at first Ryan thought he had imagined it. He looked around and when he saw Jane looking at him he frowned. He still wasn’t sure she had actually said something but as Jane looked around nervously it seemed she had something to say now.

“How… How is Anna?” Jane asked. She looked terrified but she was apparently a lot less scared of Ryan than she was Paul.

“She’s fine.” Ryan replied with a little smile.

As Jane smiled Ryan was torn between sadness and fear. He felt so dreadfully sad that Jane had to be so secretive when doing something as simple as asking after a friend and wished he could take her home with him. At the same time he was terrified that she somehow knew that Anna was treated differently to her. He hoped that Anna was smart enough to have kept her mouth shut about what they did behind closed doors. Just the thought that he wasn’t as scary as Paul worried him, if everyone was picking up on that it could be a problem.

“So what’s in the bag?” This time it was impossible to not notice that someone was talking. Paul was walking back down the hallway whilst zipping up his fly.

“Huh? Oh, just some stuff I needed…” Ryan said as he looked down at the bag of shopping and pulled it closer to him.

“Oh yeah?” Paul replied as he reached the table, “Something for class?”

“No, these are-…” Ryan started but Paul was already reaching down for the bag.

It seemed very rude for Paul to just grab at the bag like this but at the same time Ryan wasn’t sure if he could stop him. He was trying to appear casual whilst simultaneously feeling as tense as ever. He had an urge to pull the bag away but it was already too late. Paul was reaching into the bag and pulling out what was inside. He frowned as he looked through the books. He looked at Ryan and frowned.

“Law books?” Paul said, “And a laptop?”

“Yeah… mine has been crashing a bunch so I thought I’d get a new one.” Ryan said as he leaned back and tried to pretend that his heart was practically hammering out of his chest.

“Uh huh.” Paul grunted, “And the books? These are law books…”

“Yeah… well…” Ryan felt like his heart rate was going off the chart. If there had been a doctor in the room he would surely be calling him an ambulance, “Just for personal interest.”

“Wait, your laptop has been crashing?” Paul put the books on the table, “You’ve been taking it to class right? I haven’t seen it crash.”

Ryan was floundering. He could feel sweat all over his body. Paul was looking at him with a frown, as if he had never truly looked at him before. The façade was crashing down around them. Ryan became certain Paul was going to find out the truth. He would be kicked out of school and ostracized, his family would disown him and poor Anna would be sent away to Finishing School

“Do you smell that?” Paul asked as he leaned in closer to Ryan, “It smells like shit.”

“I… I…” Ryan’s throat was closing up and his mind was going blank. He thought he was about to pass out.

Paul stood up straight suddenly and sniffed the air. Ryan inhaled through his nose as well and definitely could smell poop. Both men looked over to Jane at the same time. She was squatting in the playpen looking thoroughly embarrassed.

“For God’s sake!” Paul raged, “How can you embarrass me in front of company!?”

Ryan took the opportunity of Paul turning away to slip the books and box containing the laptop back into his plastic bag. He stood up and had to stop himself from immediately turning and sprinting out of the apartment.

“I’m… I’m sorry!” Jane’s eyes were wide with fear.

“Listen, I have to…” Ryan started.

“You bitch!” Paul shouted angrily.

Ryan wasn’t going to look a gift horse in the mouth even if he did feel intense sympathy for Jane. He simply couldn’t stay and in the tumult of everything that was happening he muttered again that he was going to leave and quietly slipped out of the apartment. He could hear Jane frantically apologizing and crying as he closed the front door. He felt very guilty to be leaving Jane but at the same time he couldn’t risk being found out by Paul.

Without wasting a second Ryan walked across the hallway and to the door of his own apartment. In his rush to get his keys out he fumbled them to the floor but it wasn’t long before he was able to unlock the front door and let himself in. When he closed the door behind him he was able to take a deep breath of relief.

The apartment was silent but that didn’t surprise Ryan at all. Ever since the incident at Thanksgiving Anna had spent most of her time staying in bed or generally hiding away. Ryan didn’t blame her but he did want to try and make her feel better. Complicated questions of love aside he wanted to do the right thing by her.

After taking his coat and shoes off Ryan walked through the living area to the hallway beyond. He passed the doors to the bathroom and the nursery until he came upon the master bedroom. He knocked on the door several times but didn’t hear a response. He wasn’t sure what to do next but decided on slowly opening the door a crack so he could carefully look inside. The lights were off and the curtains were closed.

“Anna?” Ryan said softly.

Anna was under the covers. The only thing sticking out was her feet but as soon as Ryan said her name the mass moved and her head stuck out. Her hair was all over the place and it certainly looked like she hadn’t spent much time out of bed recently. Ryan gave her a small smile as he walked over and sat on the edge of the mattress.

“Hey…” Anna said.

“I bought you some things.” Ryan said as he lifted the bag up and placed it next to him on the bed.

“You didn’t have to…” Anna replied as she pushed herself into a sitting position.

Ryan smiled as Anna reached over to the bag and turned it towards her. He had always loved giving gifts but had so rarely had the opportunity. His father had never wanted presents, he would just say there was no point and he could buy himself whatever he wanted. Ryan in turn was given most of what he wanted whenever he asked so nothing ever felt truly special.

“Books.” Anna sounded genuinely excited as she reached in and pulled out the books that Paul had questioned minutes earlier. She perked up even more as she read the titles, “Law books.”

“I remembered what you said abo-” Ryan started but he was quickly cut off.

With a speed Ryan didn’t know was possible Anna suddenly lunged across the bed and wrapped him in a big hug. He was taken aback but slowly put out his own arms to hug her back. It was an incredible experience. She smelt fantastic, she felt even better. He had to work hard to not get lost in the embrace.

“I know you can’t do the courses and stuff but I thought you might be interested in learning here at home.” Ryan eventually said. Ryan heard Anna sniff and realised she must be crying, “You should see what else is in there.”

Ryan wasn’t going to rush an end to this hug but as Anna pulled away her eyes were much redder than they were before. She wiped them with her arm as she turned back to the bag. Ryan watched as she took hold of the much larger box and pulled it out. He could see Anna looked a little confused when she saw the laptop. She already had one after all.

“It doesn’t have all that filtering software installed.” Ryan said, “You’ll be as free online as anyone else is.”

“But… But what if someone finds out?” Anna asked with her brow furrowed in worry, “What if someone traces the information and finds out it’s me.”

“No one is going to do that.” Ryan replied, “If anyone asks we’ll just say it’s mine.”

“I don’t know what to say.” Anna said as her bottom lip quivered.

“You don’t need to say anything.” Ryan replied as he placed his hand on her back, “I know I can’t undo what happened with my father and I’m certainly not trying to buy forgiveness. I just felt you could really do with this.”

“Thank you.” Anna said softly, “These are the best presents I’ve ever had.”

[Elfy]

Anna is playing with her new unrestricted laptop when she brings up something she has been thinking about for a while. The question is whether it is a good idea or not...

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Anna had heard stories and rumors about what the internet was like but the freedom still surprised her. Women could access the internet usually but the filters meant they were locked out of a lot of it. Anna had never been on a news website, she had never been on some of the bigger social media websites either. Now she was making up for lost time.

One of the first things Anna tried to do on her new laptop was visit some websites based in different countries. Sallas had, by and large, locked out the rest of the internet. It wasn’t technically allowed to visit foreign sites but it was one of those rules most people ignored. Getting around the firewall wasn’t the hardest thing in the world and it was rare that someone was punished for it.

Anna saw forums and chat rooms of filled with women from abroad. Some were even part of groups that wanted to fix Sallas and help the women trapped in the country, it gave Anna hope that perhaps one day change would be possible. The temptation to join these groups and speak to these free women was high but Anna knew she couldn’t do it. She knew the government would trawl through some of these places looking for dissidents, she had to settle with watching from afar as if she was looking through a window at a happy party whilst she was locked out in the cold.

After only a couple of days Anna couldn’t even bring herself to look at these forums anymore. It was just too painful seeing people enjoying everything she wanted whilst she was trapped behind an invisible border. It was all well and good that these people wanted to help her but it was mostly just discussion and petitions, there was nothing that would actually make a difference.

The gifts had certainly done what Ryan had intended. Anna was no longer hiding away in her room every hour of the day, now she was back to her old self. She was just glad to no longer dwell on the punishment that had occurred at Thanksgiving. The bruises and welts on her backside healed slowly and she still winced when she sat down but the emotional scars were clearing up under the care of her husband.

It was a Friday evening and both Anna and Ryan were in the living room. Ryan was relaxing in front of the television after finishing his week of classes. There wasn’t even any parties or anything that either of them had to fear. This weekend it seemed would be just for them.

“Ryan?” Anna said as she sat on the armchair.

“Yeah?” Ryan replied from the couch.

“I think we should go out.” Anna said, “Like, you know, on a date.”

Anna saw Ryan suddenly stiffen as he looked across to her. She couldn’t help but smile. It really shouldn’t have been much of a surprise since they were married and married couples went on dates all the time but obviously this wasn’t a normal marriage. This was something Anna had been thinking about for a long time.

“A… date?” Ryan repeated.

“I get that we’ve kind of done things backwards but…” Anna shrugged and looked down at her keyboard in embarrassment, “I like you. I think you like me too.”

“O-Of course I do.” Ryan quickly said. He was sat up straight now as if he would have to leap into action.

“I’ve been cooped up in here so much. Why don’t we go out tonight to get dinner?” Anna said, “I know the rules and everything but I’m sure we can get through it.”

“Are you sure?” Ryan asked, “I don’t want you to feel pressured or anything.”

“What’s the worst that can happen?” Anna asked with a smile.

“Alright then.” Ryan looked nervous. Whether that was because of the idea that this was a “date” or because of the general situation Anna didn’t know.

“Cool, well, I’ll get ready then.” Anna said happily.

Anna put her laptop to one side and stood up. As she made her way to the bedroom she couldn’t help but smile. There were rules she would have to follow but she was excited. A chance to get out of the apartment with Ryan. She found herself feeling giddy, first dates are usually something you first experience as a teenager, she may have been running late but at least she was going to get to experience it.

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Anna was ready for her date. She had showered and tidied herself up before getting dressed for her big evening out. She had debated whether she could get away with a pull-up or should put on a full diaper, after some deliberation she decided on the pull-up, it made her feel so much more grown up.

“Are you sure?” Ryan had asked.

“Of course I am!” Anna replied, “I’ve been doing really well with that stuff…”

“You have.” Ryan was quick to agree, “I was just thinking that this could be a stressful situation and-”

“I’ll be fine.” Anna smiled. She saw that Ryan was debating with himself if he should push the point before letting it drop. It was both nice and entirely unexpected to have a man trust her judgement.

Over the pull-up Anna had decided on a dress which looked thoroughly grown-up. It was long and dark red, it was something she had actually stolen from her adoptive mother when she was a teenager but apparently no one missed it. She had no idea why her mom had such a dress since she didn’t seem to wear anything like it much.

Anna had never had much practice with make-up. She never had occasion to want to make herself look good but she still had some and she spent time in front of the mirror putting it all on, it took a while but eventually she felt like it looked acceptable. It was clear Ryan thought so too as when Anna walked into the living room she saw her husband sitting on the couch in a smart shirt and pants.

“Very nice.” Ryan said as he stood up and looked at Anna.

Anna couldn’t help but bashfully smile. She had been complimented by Ryan before, of course, but it felt different when she had legitimately put an effort into her appearance. Ryan was looking as handsome as ever, he was very clearly nervous but that seemed to only make him even more appealing.

“Shall we go?” Anna asked when Ryan hadn’t moved for a few seconds.

“Oh, right, of course!” Ryan replied.

Anna watched as Ryan grabbed his jacket. As he turned around he paused for a second and made a face like he was realising he had to do something. With a sigh he draped the jacket over the arm of the chair.

“I don’t want to but…” Ryan held his hands up.

“I know.” Anna nodded as she pressed her lips into a thin line, “Do what you have to do.”

“Sorry.” Ryan commiserated as he reached for the coat stand again.

Far from a nice jacket to complete her look Anna saw Ryan unhooking something that she had been doing her best to avoid. The adult-sized toddler harness had been hanging on the stand since they had got it. Before that evening Anna practically only left the house when heading off-campus and thus was able to avoid having to wear it. There would be no such luck this time.

Anna held her hands out as Ryan walked over. She remained smiling as he put it the harness on her though she felt anything but happy about it. She knew it was necessary but that didn’t make it any less demeaning. She felt the straps across her chests, waist and over her shoulders tighten as they were adjusted on her back. It emphasized her curves and distorted her dress.

“Is that OK?” Ryan asked.

“Uh huh.” Anna replied.

“I just need to attach the-…” Ryan started.

“Don’t say it.” Anna said seriously. She belatedly let out a small laugh to try and make the situation less tense. It didn’t really work.

There was a metallic clipping noise and Anna knew the leash had been attached to the back of the harness. Now, just like a small child, Anna could be led around without needing to worry that she might wonder off. She couldn’t help feeling resentment towards Ryan even though she knew he had no choice. If she didn’t have her pride she would’ve cancelled the whole date idea right then and there.

“One more thing.” Ryan practically whispered.

Anna looked around to see Ryan holding up a pacifier. She sagged visibly as she looked at the little latex bulb attached to a pink mouth guard. It felt like the embarrassments would never end. All of this just to go out on a date like a normal person, the urge to cancel the whole thing became even stronger.

“This is all getting to be a bit much.” Anna said dispiritedly.

“It’s the last thing.” Ryan said, “But we can cancel if you want. I wouldn’t hold it against you.”

Anna was tempted. The idea of cancelling and then just sitting on the couch watching television was something that Anna seriously considered for a few seconds. She looked down at the floor but the longer she thought about it the more she found her mind turning in a different direction. Anna’s rebellious streak was coming to the surface, her refusal to just do as she was told by society created a burning desire in her. She wanted to go on a date with her husband and no one was going to stop her. Why should she hide away from the world?

Anna looked up from the floor at her husband. She must’ve had a fiery determination in her eyes because Ryan seemed a little taken aback. She opened her mouth and nodded a couple of times. Ryan lifted the pacifier and pushed it between her lips.

“I don’t want to do this.” Ryan said as he indicated the pacifier and looked at the harness, “But it’s what everyone else uses on their women when outside. We have to blend in…”

“It’th OK.” Anna replied. She grimaced a little at how the pacifier made her lisp pathetically.

“Ready to go?” Ryan asked.

Anna nodded. As they made their way to the door Anna puffed out her cheeks. Ryan paused as he pulled on the door handle. He turned around and picked up the toddler leash and then belatedly opened the door. Anna followed Ryan outside and immediately felt like there was a spotlight on her. The hallway was empty but that didn’t help her feelings of embarrassment.

It was awkward. To start with Anna lagged behind Ryan but they quickly realised it would be easier the other way round since the leash was connected to the back of Anna’s harness. Anna walked in front of her husband and tried to project a confidence that she didn’t really feel. There was a tense and anxious silence as the couple went down to the ground level and out into the outside world.

The sun was starting to set and there was a chill in the air. Anna looked around thinking everyone would be staring at her and laughing but there weren’t really that many people about. There were some small groups of men going here or there but they didn’t pay any attention to her. As weird as she felt she had to keep reminding herself that this was just normal for a lot of these males. The few females that were out were all dressed in a more infantile manner than Anna was which drew some envious looks from them.

Ryan walked alongside Anna and she almost felt like taking his hand in hers but she knew she couldn’t. Ryan had slipped into his role of alpha male, as he had to, and that meant Anna had to be as out of the way as possible. Every now and then she felt a little tug on the reigns when she was lagging a little too far behind or pulling a little too far in front.

[Elfy]

A double-length update!

Anna and Ryan go on a date together but no matter how much they wish to enjoy themselves they can't forget where they are. Regardless, it is as close to a "date night" the two are likely to get and they are determined to enjoy it.

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The restaurant was on campus. There were a number of places to get food at the college and they ranged from fast food and takeout to very posh places. The restaurant Ryan was taking Anna to was definitely on the more expensive end of the spectrum. The lighting was dim, there were chandeliers on the ceiling and everything looked very costly. Anna had no idea how such a place could exist on campus until she remembered that status meant everything here. Students and professors would all be willing to spend a lot of money just to be seen at a place like this. The food itself was of secondary concern.

“Table for two, please.” Ryan said as he walked up to a waiter who was standing at the door.

“Of course, sir.” The waiter looked down his nose at Anna, “Will you require a highchair?”

Anna’s fists clenched but Ryan thankfully informed the waiter that a regular seat was fine and he bid the couple to follow him inside. The atmosphere inside the restaurant was quiet, muttered conversation came from the tables that Anna was now led past. There seemed to be two types of diners. There were men eating with other men, in what mostly seemed like business scenarios, and then there were men eating with women. It was these women that were now staring at Anna as she walked past.

Anna kept her eyes down as she followed Ryan and the waiter to the far side of the restaurant. There were mutterings and whispers as Anna passed by. The sudden sound of hollow plastic balls banging together got Ann’s attention and she looked up to stare in wide-eyed horror to a part of the restaurant she hadn’t seen until now.

There was a fenced in area against the far wall which was very out of step with the design choices of the rest of the establishment. It was an indoor kid’s play area but there were no children inside, of course, it was meant for women. The whole floor seemed to be one big ball pit with a climbing frame coming out of it. Anna could see women in there playing.

A yank on the leash forced Anna to stumble forwards and she returned her attention to what was going on in front of her. Ryan was smiling a little awkwardly as he made his way to a table but Anna wasn’t too concerned with that, she was more worried about the whispers she could hear.

“He lets her wear that?”

“Ridiculous! It shouldn’t be allowed!”

“She better be kept on that leash. I bet she has no manners at all…”

Anna could hear all sorts of comments and it seemed like most people weren’t troubling themselves to keep their voices down. She ducked her head and tried to make her way past the tables. It felt so unfair that it made her blood boil. She was following all of the stupid misogynistic rules and it still wasn’t enough for these people. She could feel her pulse quicken as her anger grew.

“Your table, sir.” The waiter said as he indicated a table towards the back of the restaurant. Anna looked around and saw people staring. She ducked her head again and wished she was still at home.

“Thank you.” Ryan replied.

Ryan sat down and Anna sank into the seat opposite him. Her eyes went straight down to the tablecloth as a menu was haphazardly placed in front of her. She heard more whispers and although she couldn’t make out what people were saying she instinctively thought it must be about her. She was hyper-aware of her surroundings and it made her have second thoughts about every movement she made.

“Anna?” Ryan’s voice cut through the background noise, “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing.” Anna replied automatically. She glanced to either side and saw people looking at her disapprovingly.

“Come on.” Ryan sounded a little exasperated, “Don’t we know each other well enough for you to be honest with me at least?”

Anna sighed. Ryan was right, he deserved to hear what was bothering her. Anna looked around at the nearby tables and the women that were seated at them. It seemed like all the other girls in the restaurant were dressed in more embarrassing and “little” ways. Frilly dresses, knee-high socks and bulging diapers seemed to be the prevalent fashion. Some had fairy wings attached to their backs, or they had little tiaras and crowns, a couple were in full on ballerina tutus. In other words it seemed almost like that was what “dressing up” meant for these women, it didn’t mean looking nice like Anna had tried to do.

“Everyone is staring.” Anna said quietly to Ryan, “And whispering about me.”

Anna saw Ryan look around quickly. He seemed to catch the eye of a man at a nearby table and he nodded his head with a quick smile. When he looked back at Anna he seemed unsure what to do. Anna knew that he couldn’t stand up and demand everyone stop talking about his wife but that didn’t stop her wishing that SOMEONE could do such a thing.

“I… I didn’t think it would be such a problem.” Ryan finally said, “This is a pretty upmarket place. A lot of the men come here to show off their status as much as anything else. I should’ve thought about it more. I’m sorry… Do you want to go home?”

“We can’t.” Anna replied in a hiss, “We’ve already drawn so much attention to ourselves.”

Anna too wished she had thought more about this before suggesting the date. Everything at this college was about was about proving you were the dominant male. She should’ve realised that would even extend into places like restaurants. Just once she had wanted to look nice for herself and for Ryan but now it was drawing more attention than if she had worn a cartoonish infantile dress. The problem was that now they were being watched and talked about they couldn’t simply leave, they would be the source of gossip on campus, they just had to make sure what was said about them wasn’t too bad. Slinking away in such a situation would be suspicious enough to be a risk.

“Well, we’d better look at the menu then.” Ryan suggested, “I know this isn’t ideal but let’s try to forget about everyone else, eh?”

Anna nodded her head and picked up the menu. With something else to focus on she was actually able to calm down a little bit even if she still felt on edge. She still found it very hard to concentrate on anything she was looking at, every time she looked up it felt like there was someone looking at her disapprovingly.

“May I take your order, sir?” The waiter was back at the table a few minutes later.

By this point Anna was very annoyed. The whispers were like nails on a chalkboard to her and it was getting harder to ignore. The stares too felt like lasers that were trained right on to her. She wasn’t listening to what Ryan ordered.

“And for the girl?” The waiter asked.

“Huh?” Anna was brought out of her thoughts by the patronizing comments of the waiter, “Oh, I’ll have the same.”

The waiter frowned at Anna and then looked to Ryan as if seeking confirmation. Anna didn’t know what the problem was but as Ryan nodded his head and handed over the menu Anna was left hearing more people seemingly talking about her. The urge to scream was growing stronger and Anna’s temper, something she had always struggled with, was being sorely tested. Every little movement was being watched and analyzed by the other tables, she wouldn’t have been surprised to see some of them taking down notes.

“What’s the problem now?” Anna growled to Ryan as the waiter walked away.

“I think they were expecting you to order from the back of the menu.” Ryan replied as he leaned forwards.

Anna looked down at the menu that the waiter hadn’t taken and turned to the back. She pursed her lips as she saw the children’s menu. It was firmly less serious looking than the other pages and it very specifically made mention of being for both women and children. In Sallas the two groups were basically the same.

“Are they serious?” Anna teeth were clenched together so tightly she thought they might shatter.

This date seemed like an increasingly bad idea the longer it went on. Anna had hoped to have a night with her husband, perhaps something even considered romantic. She had hoped that she could get to know him better and have a good time. Instead she felt like an animal at the zoo getting gawked at by men for having the nerve to act like anything more than a child.

It was her own fault, Anna knew that. She had grown comfortable at home thinking she was equal. She had allowed herself to become cocooned in the safety of the apartment and forgot what the rest of the country was like. Anna could see that her hands were trembling though how much was fear and how much was anger was up for debate.

“So… a date, huh?” Ryan said to break the silence, “Pretty weird.”

“Is it?” Anna spat out with rather more venom than she intended.

“I just mean…” Ryan quickly retreated.

“I know, I know. I’m sorry.” Anna took a deep breath, “I’m just a little on edge.”

“I never thought we’d do things like this.” Ryan said before dropping his voice an octave, “Not as equals at least.”

“Me neither.” Anna replied, “To be honest, when I heard I was going to be married off I thought it was the end of my life. I still did for a while after the wedding. I thought you were going to be an asshole like all the rest of them.”

“Well… I hope I’m proving you wrong.” Ryan smiled.

“You’re doing decently so far.” Anna said as she returned Ryan’s smile.

Anna looked around again and saw more stares. She took a deep breath and the smile disappeared. It was a constant reminder that she had to have an act up the whole time. She took a drink of the water that was on the table.

“Let them stare.” Ryan said as he followed Anna’s gaze.

“That’s easy for you to say.” Anna shrugged. She shifted in her seat and felt the pull-up underneath her shift.

“Forget them. Tonight it’s me and you.” Ryan said, “Don’t worry what they think. Let me worry about that.”

“You’re not the one that will get sent to Finishing School.” Anna replied.

“But it would torpedo my whole career and life if I get labeled a “sympathizer” so don’t think I’m doing anything lightly!” Ryan reminded Anna.

“Fair enough.” Anna conceded, “So what do you want to talk about?”

For a few minutes the date was everything Anna had always wanted. They shared a little conversation about the restaurant and what was happening over in the play area. Every now and then the sound of balls in the ball pit interrupted but it was quiet enough to not cause a problem.

“Your food.” The waiter returned to the table taking the couple by surprise.

As Ryan’s food was placed in front of him Anna couldn’t help but stare directly into his eyes. If she had previously been on the fence regarding her feelings she was now certain that she was in love. It almost seemed like as long as she was talking to Ryan it didn’t matter how much she was stared at or talked about by the other guests.

“And for the girl.” The waiter smile turned to a thin-lipped look of disapproval as he placed the plate in front of Anna.

“Tha-…” Anna started.

Anna fell into silence as she watched the waiter place a cup next to her place. Instead of the wine glasses that all the men had it was a bright yellow sippy cup with a red top. It had two handles on the sides and pictures of fairies printed all around it. Before Anna could even collect her thoughts she felt the waiter move behind her, she jumped as some cloth dropped past her face and on to her chest. She felt it get tugged up and affixed by two long bits that went around the back of her neck. She looked down to see a bib.

“Little Messy Eater!” The bib read as Anna looked down.

“Get this shit off of me!” Anna yelled.

The red mist descended before Anna could control it. The waiter hadn’t even finished tying the bib to Anna before she had reached up and ripped it away from him. She could hear it tear as it came away and she threw it to the ground. The sippy cup became a victim as well, Anna batted it with her hand sending it flying off the table.

Yet again the indignity and lack of fairness had caused Anna to lash out regardless of the consequences. She was an adult and deserved respect, she wouldn’t let anyone treat her otherwise!

The restaurant had fallen deathly silent as Anna breathed heavily. As she looked around and felt that sudden anger abate she was struck with fear. Ryan was still sitting across from her and was staring with wide eyes. Everyone was looking their way and, just like that, the nice evening had become a nightmare. Anna felt herself start to tremble.

“Stupid girl!” The waiter growled as he roughly grabbed Anna’s arm.

“Get off me!” Anna screamed. She was having terrible flashbacks to the punishment meted out by her father-in-law.

“This is why we don’t let them think they are more than they are.” The waiter said accusingly towards Ryan.

“What are you doing with her?” Ryan stood up now. As if at a tennis match all eyes in the place now swiveled across to stare at him, “Let my wife go!”

“I was going to take her to the play area where her kind belongs.” The waiter said. His upper-class accent had disappeared.

“That is not your decision to make.” Ryan countered.

Anna looked around as she continued to struggle but the waiter had stopped trying to pull her away from the table. She looked at her husband with confusion. There were whispers again but now they were directed at Ryan, the whole situation had become some grotesque dinner theatre for the other diners. As her arm was yanked again her dress was pulled up slightly and she inadvertently flashed her pull-up.

“Sir?” The waiter finally asked.

“Let her go.” Ryan repeated, “Her punishment is mine to decide. We are going to eat our meal and I will do what needs to be done later.”

“Sir, this is very… unusual.” The waiter said even as he let Anna go.

Anna pulled away from the stuck up man and rubbed her arm where she had been roughly grabbed. She felt profound gratitude and relief towards her husband but at the same time she thought he was making a terrible mistake. They had wanted to make as few waves as possible and yet now they were sure to be the talk of the campus. It was her own fault, of course, but all the stares and whispers had been burning her wick until finally the waiter touched a nerve and made her react. She didn’t have time to think about what she was doing, the actions exploded out of her beyond her control.

“You will let my wife and I return to our meal.” Ryan said with more authority, “Or my father, Michael Manning, will hear about this. I don’t imagine the college would be too happy if he decided to withdraw his funding.”

The waiter looked shocked but as the cogs turned in his head he understood the threat being made. He nodded his head a little and opened his arms towards the chair to indicate Anna should sit back down. It was a total bluff and both Anna and Ryan knew that, there was no way either of them wanted Michael to find out about this.

“I apologize, sir.” The waiter said. The look he gave Ryan was absolutely piercing, “Please enjoy your meals.”

Anna was left in stunned silence as the waiter finally walked away. She was breathing heavily as she sat back down and Ryan sat down opposite her, the colour had drained from his face and it looked like he was about to pass out. She knew her husband usually had a lot of problems standing up for himself, to see him stand up for her was nearly enough to make her burst into tears. Gradually the people at the other tables went back to their own meals but there was no doubt that most of them were talking about the impromptu scene that had played out at their table.

“That was stupid.” Anna said as much to herself as to Ryan. She was tearing up as she looked down at her food. The indignity of everything was getting to her, “I’m sorry. This was a terrible idea.”

“Hey, look at me.” Ryan said as he leaned forwards slightly, “Forget about it. We’re here to enjoy a meal. To hell with these other people. We’ll act like I’m telling you off and have a nice date.”

Anna nodded her head. Her teary eyes and submissive demeanor did have one benefit. Everyone who looked their way would now see what appeared to be a wife being quietly scolded by her husband. She had to suppress a smile at the deception.

As Anna picked up her knife and fork to eat she looked up at Ryan. Their eyes met and he gave her a little wink, she had to quickly look back down at her food to hide the wide smile that threatened to give the game away.

The rest of the meal went by without interruption. The chastened waiter seemed to now be avoiding the half of the restaurant where Anna and Ryan were. Meanwhile the pretense of being a “normal” Sallasian couple became somewhat of a game. At first Anna was embarrassed but as she realised that both her and Ryan were essentially playing parts she took ownership of it. All of a sudden little comments didn’t shame her, they made her feel like she was getting one over on anyone who might see or overhear them.

“Such a naughty girl.” Ryan would say with a disappointed shake of the head.

It was all Anna could do not to breakdown with laughter. She was soon learning to play her role as well though. She would apologize profusely and when she saw nearby diners nodding their heads she would feel the most subversive thrill.

“I can’t believe all these people think you’re really going to punish me.” Anna said quietly. She kept her face down to make sure her expression was hidden, “And you’re calling ME the naughty one.”

“Don’t make me laugh, you’ll blow my cover!” Ryan snorted.

Maybe it was the wine which both Anna and Ryan were drinking liberally but the longer the meal went the more relaxed they both became. They had a normal conversation whilst keeping up the mannerisms of a chastised wife and her domineering husband all the way through, they even stayed for desert. This time Anna let Ryan order off the children’s menu for her. They couldn’t get too carried away after all.

By the time Ryan was putting his credit card into the machine to pay Anna could confidently say the night had been a success. It had certainly been memorable. If this had genuinely been a first date she was sure she would be asking for a second one soon afterwards, perhaps that was one of the benefits of a first date after already getting married.

“Thank you, sir.” The waiter that had come to take payment was not the same one from earlier in the evening. In fact that waiter appeared to have disappeared altogether, “And I apologize for the commotion earlier.”

“It’s no trouble.” Ryan replied, “I’ll make sure she doesn’t act out again once I get her home.”

“Of course, sir.” The waiter replied, “But as an additional apology allow us to deduct thirty per cent of your bill.”

Anna’s eyebrows raised as Ryan thanked the waiter and completed the payment. With the formalities done they gathered their things and headed towards the exit. As soon as they were out into the cool evening air Anna had trouble maintaining her composure. Ryan kept shushing her until they were a little way down the street.

“I can’t believe they bought it!” Anna exclaimed. The alcohol perhaps making her a little louder than was comfortable, “They even gave us a discount!”

“Maybe I should’ve gone into acting instead of business.” Ryan replied.

The couple practically fell into each other as they laughed. When Anna looked up she saw people looking their way again, just the odd person here and there, probably nothing to worry about. She still felt apprehension running through her though, she wasn’t used to drinking and perhaps she had indeed had a little too much wine.

Anna looked behind her back towards the restaurant. She felt her heart skip a beat as she saw the waiter that had caused such a scene leaning against the wall in front of the entrance and looking their way. She bit her lip and turned away quickly.

“We should get home.” Anna said. She was suddenly very keen to get back to a private setting.

“Oh my, madam, are you inviting me in after a first date?” Ryan joked.

“I’m serious.” Anna replied. All the gaiety of the evening had disappeared. There was nothing quite as sobering as thinking someone was on to them.

By the time they reached their apartment it was dark outside. Anna stretched as Ryan took off his jacket and shoes. Neither of them had expected quite such a dramatic evening but all was well that ends well. Anna went to the fridge and pulled out a small bottle of beer before walking across the living room and out on to the balcony.

There was a chill to the air now but after all the drama the relative quietness of the balcony was very pleasant indeed. Anna looked over the edge at the other blocks around them, a lot of them were illuminated by light. As she had done so many times before Anna looked from window to window and wondered if any of the other couples were living a double life. She surely couldn’t be lucky enough to be the only one. She sipped from the beer and sighed.

“What’s up?” Ryan asked as he stepped out on to the balcony.

“Just enjoying the peace and quiet.” Anna said.

“I’ll go back inside then.” Ryan said tongue-in-cheek.

“Oh no you don’t.” Anna laughed as she waved for him to join her against the wall.

Ryan came up to the wall and took the beer from Anna and drank some. Anna took off her shoes, the heels weren’t too high but her feet ached still. She looked at Ryan and smiled as he watched a pair of men walking past below them in the courtyard.

“Quite a night, huh?” Ryan eventually said.

“Yeah.” Anna answered, “It was nice though. Well, for the most part.”

“I thought so too.” Ryan nodded.

“Do you think anyone was on to us?” Anna asked, “Like, I think the waiter was watching us leaving.”

“We’re fine.” Ryan asserted confidently, “Don’t worry about it.”

Anna saw Ryan turn to face her and she turned to him as well. They looked into each other’s eyes for a few moments before Anna took a step forwards. Ryan leaned down a little and without another word being shared they shared a kiss. Anna felt Ryan’s lips on hers as she closed her eyes. After a couple of seconds they parted again.

“Wow.” Ryan said quietly, “That was… nice.”

Anna smiled and nodded. She could feel herself blushing slightly as she looked down at the wooden floor of the balcony. When she looked up and caught her husband’s eyes again they both giggled a little, like teenagers being amorous for the first time. Anna wrapped her arms around Ryan for a hug. One of Ryan’s hands went lower down her back until it was placed on her butt. He felt the pull-up and Anna froze up a little.

“Are you…” Ryan started to ask.

“We drank a lot.” Anna looked down at the floor.

“It’s alright.” Ryan replied.

Before Anna could say anything else Ryan leaned down and kissed Anna again. When they parted Anna headed back inside, and Ryan followed shortly afterwards closing the door behind him. Anna had wet her pull-up a little on the walk home, she had tried to hold on but failed, she assumed it was the alcohol so wasn’t too upset.

“I’m going to take a shower.” Anna said, “But thank you… for a lovely night.”

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A bumper update!

Anna is chilling at home when there are some unexpected visitors. Paul and Jane are coming for dinner and Anna doesn't feel prepared at all. When the dinner guests arrive Anna is left speechless, she only becomes more concerned as she gets to speak to Jane.

With Anna's emotions stretched to breaking point there is a spark that starts a wildfire.

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Anna was sat on the couch with her legs up and her laptop resting on top of her. She wasn’t doing anything particularly “subversive” and that almost felt like a waste of her time online. Instead she was simply looking up some recipes. She and Ryan had made a trip together to the store earlier that day. It wasn’t that unusual for them, women were always supposed to be accompanied when out of the house unless they had permission. It had meant another trip wearing the harness and pacifier as she was led around the store but at least it didn’t take long.

Things with Ryan were going well. Anna didn’t feel comfortable going particularly far with her husband but he seemed perfectly content just to spend time with her. They pretty much cuddled together every evening now. It wasn’t something she ever felt she would enjoy when she had first seen Ryan.

Anna was just watching a video on a new way to prepare steak when she heard a key scratching at the front door. There was something about the urgency she heard that chilled her blood. She quickly stood up and placed the laptop on the table. She stood up and started trying to pretend she was cleaning in case it wasn’t Paul.

The door opened and Ryan came in looking very flustered. He closed the door right behind him and breathed heavily. Anna knew something was going on and it made her nervous.

“What’s wrong?” Anna asked. She made a couple of nervous steps forwards towards Ryan.

“Paul and Jane.” Ryan said breathlessly, “They’re coming to visit.”

“OK?” Anna wasn’t sure what was wrong with that. They visited fairly often. It wasn’t fun to have Paul around but she enjoyed catching up with Jane.

“In thirty minutes.” Ryan continued, “They’re coming for dinner!”

“What!?” Anna exclaimed, “You invited them here tonight?”

“I didn’t invite them at all.” Ryan shook his head, “Paul invited himself.”

Anna let out a groan of frustration as she looked up at the ceiling. Visitors meant their schedule was disrupted, it meant she had to play the role of the good wife again. It meant she had to go and get “properly dressed.” She clenched her fists and tried not to let it get to her, she tried not to let the negative feelings overwhelm her and make her lash out. Her temper was something Ryan had repeatedly told her she needed to get in check. The night at the restaurant could’ve been a lot less stressful had she not lashed out.

“I’m sorry.” Ryan said as Anna took a deep breath to calm down.

“It’s alright.” Anna replied, “We’ll get through it. We always do.”

Anna made her way to the bedroom. She had work to do. Her current outfit of a pair of Ryan’s sweatpants and her pajama top would not be good enough. They were hosting, she would be expected to be little more than a maid. She stripped down including her pull-up until she was completely naked. She reached under the bed and pulled out one of the thick diapers that she absolutely loathed.

Not wanting to waste any time Anna unfolded the disposable and laid it out on the mattress. She sat on it and laid back. It took a few moments to get the diaper lined up properly before she lifted the front and brought up and over her crotch. She was impressed with her tape job, it looked very symmetrical.

Anna would have to be the perfect hostess. The model Sallasian wife. She looked through her closet, pushing aside the more grown-up clothes she looked for something appropriate or in other words something that would be utterly demeaning.

The maid outfit. It was something Anna had been given by her father years ago. She felt a shiver as she remembered him giving it to her and saying this would help put her in place. It was after that gift that Anna had been given more intensive training by her mother in how to look after a house. She quickly came to regard her future with horror after that.

Now Anna was reaching into the closet and pulling out the maid outfit. It was still sufficiently infantile, of course. The black and white dress was obscenely frilly and the ruffled bottom left her diaper on display any time she wasn’t stood still. The white apron had “Spank the Maid” stitched on to it, an invitation she hoped no one took up.

Anna pulled on some long knee-length socks and finished the outfit with a large black bow in her hair. When she looked in the mirror she felt revulsion at the version of her that looked back which probably meant she’d succeeded in her task.

When Anna walked back out to the living room she saw Ryan turn to look at her. His face fell and his shoulders slumped. She understood what he was feeling, he was desperate to make Anna feel equal and seeing her dressed like that just made him feel like he was failing.

“It’s alright.” Anna said. Her cheeks were a rosy red with embarrassment as she went over to Ryan and hugged him. Her poofy dress made it harder than it should’ve been.

“I know we’ll be fine.” Ryan whispered to his wife, “I just wished we didn’t have to do all this. One day we-…”

Ryan was interrupted by the doorbell. He didn’t immediately move and Anna was wondering if after everything he would pretend not to be in. After a couple of seconds he released Anna and started walking towards the front door.

Anna took a deep breath and got into character. She remained in the kitchen and started preparing food, the thing any good housewife would be expected to do. Behind her, at the apartment’s entrance she heard Ryan open the door and loudly welcome their guests. Paul’s voice nearly made Anna drop the plates she was carrying.

“I was starting to think you weren’t in.” Paul laughed as he walked into the house.

“Yeah, sorry, I was just getting ready.” Ryan replied, “I see you’ve… brought Jane.”

Anna couldn’t hold back her curiosity. She turned around and felt her heart drop. Jane was indeed there, she was sitting in a large stroller and tied in so tight she could hardly move. A pacifier was strapped tightly to her mouth and various belts held each of her limbs and her body exactly in place. The only thing Jane could move was her eyes and she looked at Anna with sorrow. Suddenly having to wear a maid dress was put into perspective.

“That’s quite a piece of kit you’ve got there.” Ryan said as he nodded towards the stroller.

“You like it?” Paul laughed. Anna winced as he unceremoniously hit the side of the frame, “It’s brand new. Complete immobilization tech. You put a bitch in one of these and she isn’t going anywhere.”

“Yeah, it looks great.” Ryan replied, “How long as she been in there?”

“What time is it now?” Paul laughed as he looked at a very expensive watch, “Oh, I’d say it’s been about five hours.”

Anna felt horror creeping over her. To be strapped down in one position for such a length of time sounded tortuous. She felt her hands shaking. There had to be a way to get her out of this.

“Ryan…” Anna practically whispered, “I… I could use some help in here.”

“Nobody asked.” Paul replied immediately. He looked at Ryan as if questioning whether he was going to let Anna talk to him like that. As if just by opening her mouth Anna was breaking some law.

“Hold on, she might have a point.” Ryan said. He was clearly picking up on what Anna was thinking, “She’s running behind. Maybe we let Jane help, it gets her out of our hands and we can relax.”

“I was hoping to keep her in the stroller for a full day.” Paul shrugged, “She’s been getting so uppity lately. Did you know yesterday she actually said no to me?”

“Wow, that’s crazy.” Ryan replied as convincingly as he could manage, “But still… Wouldn’t it be better to have her helping Anna? We wouldn’t have to keep an eye on her then.”

“Alright.” Paul said, “But she’s going right back in the stroller later. I paid for it and I want my money’s worth.”

“Sure.” Ryan replied.

Anna watched Paul start undoing the straps and felt relief that Jane was going to get at least some temporary respite. It took several minutes to get Jane out of the stroller because she was so tightly restrained in so many places. When she stood up she looked incredibly stiff, just walking seemed to be painful for her. Anna hurried over and put Jane’s arm around her to help her to the kitchen.

“Hey, Paul, while we wait for them to cook why don’t we watch the game?” Ryan suggested as he walked over to the couch. He pointed at the television that was in the opposite direction to the kitchen.

“Sure.” Paul replied slowly. He was watching the two women, when Anna glanced over her shoulder she wondered if the look was lustful or suspicious. She wasn’t sure which would be worse.

Anna managed to get Jane to the kitchen and when she rested her hands on the counter Anna was finally able to let her take her own weight. She still looked very fragile and stiff but Anna was confident enough to go start dinner. Jane was a scary sight, she already looked so different to how Anna remembered. She seemed thinner and haggard, she had bags under her eyes and she generally looked unwell. Anna hated seeing her friend in such a poor state.

“Thank you…” Jane whispered when Anna came back over a minute later.

“Are you alright?” Anna asked, “That looked awful.”

Jane nodded her head but even as she did so her stoicism was falling apart. Her bottom lip trembled and her eyes shimmered with tears. The nod quickly became a shake of the head. Anna ignored the risks as she wrapped her arms around her friend and hugged her. She looked over to see Ryan watching them but thankfully Paul was focused on the television.

Jane’s mental health seemed almost as bad as her physical state. Anna remembered Jane being a lot tougher. Sure she would get scared and anxious but she didn’t collapse like this. Anna wondered just how awful things were across the hall.

“I’m going to take them a couple of beers.” Anna said quietly.

Anna reluctantly pulled away from Jane and went over to the fridge. She took a couple of beers and walked over to the two men, she left the drinks on the table and thought she had got away without any harassment. That was until she felt a hand roughly slap her padded ass. Paul barked a laugh but when Anna turned around he simply waved her away.

Returning to the kitchen Anna was nearly immediately grabbed by Jane. She had more movement but at the same time what remained of her composure was cracking and crumbling away. Anna looked around, she opened the fridge door and pulled Jane behind it, the door meant that the two women were out of sight.

“I can’t take this anymore.” Jane sobbed quietly, “This is hell!”

“I know, I know…” Anna said softly. She didn’t know what she could say or do. As far as Jane was aware Anna’s life was similar to hers. In truth Anna couldn’t imagine what Jane went through behind closed doors.

“You don’t know!” Jane cried out.

“Shush!” Anna quickly said. She popped her head around the fridge door but thankfully the men were still distracted.

“Every day is worse than the last.” Jane whispered, “I knew men could be strict but Paul is the worst of the worst. It’s not like you and Ryan…”

“W-What do you mean?” Anna asked. A jolt of anxiety went through her nervous system.

“Come on…” Jane said as she took some kitchen paper and wiped her eyes, “It’s obvious.”

The anxiety that had been flowing through Anna’s body seemed to suddenly form into a heavy ball and dropped into her stomach. Anna looked around the fridge again to make sure no one was listening.

“Ryan is the dream.” Jane said with a sigh, “It’s clear he isn’t as harsh as most of the men round here. I’ve even heard Paul talking about it.”

Anna was filled with sudden relief. Jane didn’t know she was treated as an equal, she just though Ryan was soft on her. However there was another worrying statement for Anna to agonize over. People knew Ryan wasn’t being harsh and Paul was even talking about it. That could be very bad news for both of them.

“Are you alright?” Jane asked with a sudden look of concern, “You’ve gone pale. Do you need a diaper change?”

“No… no, I’m quite alright, thanks.” Anna said as she tried to pull herself together, “Come on, we had better get this dinner going before the boys get upset.”

Jane smiled and the pair of them got to work. To Anna’s embarrassment it quickly became clear that Jane was much better in the kitchen than she was. Jane was nice about it but it quickly transitioned from Anna asking Jane to help her with things to the other way round. Fortunately the men weren’t paying any attention to what was going on in the kitchen.

Anna couldn’t help being paranoid though. A life spent under the ownership of men, primarily her adoptive father, had taught her to always look over her shoulder and prepare for the worst. She tried to at least look busy in case Paul came over. She also couldn’t help but worry about Jane’s opinion of her. She was apparently already suspicious that Ryan didn’t treat Anna harshly enough after all.

“So how have you been?” Anna asked when they had some downtime. Jane was still trying to stretch her limbs.

“Not too bad.” Jane replied. Anna wasn’t fooled. She could see that Jane was on edge, her earlier outburst was enough to show that. Even as she watched she saw Jane threatening to break down again, she twitched slightly. It was eerie to see a smile on her face even as a tear rolled down her cheek.

Anna wasn’t a therapist but she felt like she had to do something to help the poor girl in front of her. She pointed down and crouched to use the counter to hide herself from the husbands. Following her lead Jane also lowered herself. She covered her face with her hands.

“Come here…” Anna said softly. She did the only thing she could do, she wrapped her friend in a hug.

As Jane started crying Anna could only do her best to offer small words of comfort and keep Jane’s crying quiet enough to not attract attention. Anna felt so guilty. More than anything she wished she could get Jane away from Paul.

“I swear I’m going to snap.” Jane said. She didn’t even sound too angry or upset when she said it. It was resignation, it was like she knew it would happen and had accepted it.

“You can’t talk like that.” Anna said, “You know wha-”

“Girls!” Paul’s voice made Anna jump.

Anna stood up quickly and looked over the counter to the living room. Paul had his feet up on the table, the table Anna had cleaned the previous day. When she looked into Paul’s face she only saw the man who was tormenting Jane. She briefly had wild thoughts like wondering if she could somehow poison the man.

“How long until the damn food is ready?” Paul demanded.

“Just a few minutes.” Anna replied as cheerfully as she could.

“Hurry it up.” Paul shouted. He turned away from her but added, “Bring me another beer.”

Out of the corner of her eye Anna saw Jane had frozen up so completely she could’ve been mistaken for a statue. Anna quickly reached into the fridge and got another couple of beers.

“He’s been drinking all day.” Jane muttered, “He’s always demanding more and I try but he’s never happy. I can’t keep up with everything he wants. It’s never good enough, I cook and clean and… my other duties, it’s never good enough.”

“Jane…” Anna knelt down. She was very scared for her friend who seemed on the verge of breaking. She wanted to cry but she had to remain strong.

“You better take him his beer.” Jane’s response was robotic and emotionless, “He doesn’t like to be kept waiting.”

“Everything will be fine.” Anna said. She had no way of making that happen though.

Anna stood up with the beers. She felt shaky as she went around the edge of the kitchen counters and into the living room. She felt like a little doll dressed up as she was. She placed the two beers on the table but as she bent over she felt Paul’s hand on her diapered ass. She immediately had flashbacks to Ryan’s father at Thanksgiving.

“She’s a good one.” Paul said as she tapped Anna’s ass a couple of times, “Not like Jane. You know what I mean?”

Anna stood up and walked behind Paul’s chair. She was looking across at Ryan and when he looked at her she jerked her head in a way to suggest she wanted a quiet word. Fortunately it seemed like Ryan picked up on the cue right away.

“Uh, Anna… Come with me.” Ryan said. He had to make it seem like it was his idea. No woman could ever demand to talk to their man after all.

Ryan took Anna rather roughly by the wrist and pulled her towards the hallway that led to the bedroom. From over her shoulder Anna heard Paul give a harsh laugh that made her shudder. Ryan took Anna straight into the bedroom and closed the door, Anna immediately put her hands on the back of her head.

“I know, I know…” Ryan looked defeated, “We just have to get through this.”

“It’s not me I’m worried about.” Anna replied quietly, “Well, it is, but also Jane…”

“What’s going on?” Ryan asked.

“What’s going on?” Anna repeated snappily, “You mean aside from Jane getting rolled in here like a statue being put on display!?”

“That was pretty bad.” Ryan sighed, “Paul treats Jane like crap but there is nothing we can do.”

“She’s going to snap.” Anna shook her head and leaned forwards so her head rested on Ryan’s chest, “She was on the edge and I think that damn stroller pushed her over. She’s acting like a crazy person.”

Anna heard Ryan sigh and he wrapped his arms around her. She understood, he didn’t need to say anything. Whether Jane was going insane or not there was nothing that either of them could do. The pain Jane must’ve experienced with that asshole as a husband made Anna want to weep.

They must’ve stood like that for a couple of minutes. Anna was trying to get her emotions under control because she knew if she went back out there like this she was liable to say or do something she would regret. As she took some deep breaths she let her bladder go. It had been some time since she had wet herself like this, her potty training was a source of pride but she was never going to be able to get through the whole evening without using her diaper. The spreading warmth was familiar, it might even have been considered a little comforting in some strange ways.

“We should head back out there.” Ryan eventually said, “Come on, we can keep things together.”

Anna nodded and took a step back. She wiped her eyes with the back of her hand and watched as Ryan left the bedroom, she wanted to wait a few seconds before coming out herself. As she waited she rested her hand on the front of her dress where her diaper was warmest. When Anna finally left the room it was to find Jane in the kitchen finishing up the cooking.

“Jane…” Anna started as she placed a hand on the other woman’s shoulder.

“I’m fine.” Jane replied, “Where ware your plates?”

Anna didn’t believe that Jane was alright at all but she went to the cupboard to get the plates anyway. As soon as she had put the plates down on the counter Jane started serving the food. She remained silent but Anna could see one of her hands trembling.

“You should take a couple of drinks over.” Jane said as she picked up the plates.

Anna nodded her head and retrieved a couple more beers. She followed Jane out towards the dining room table feeling very uneasy. Jane put the plates down and Anna placed the drinks next to them. Unlike the men Anna and Jane had glasses of water and noticeably smaller portions.

“Dinner’s ready.” Anna called out to the men.

Anna sat down opposite Jane and tried to keep her nerves under control. When Ryan sat down next to Anna he discreetly reached under the table and gave Anna’s knee a quick squeeze of support. Anna could see Jane was not getting the same support from Paul who clearly seemed worse for wear.

“Well, you can tell Anna must’ve helped with this.” Paul said. He was slurring his words slightly.

“Why is that?” Ryan asked.

“It isn’t burnt to shit!” Paul barked his loud and obnoxious laugh.

Anna watched Jane but she remained almost completely unmoving. As soon as Ryan started eating she felt it was safe to start herself. Jane was the last to pick up her fork. As expected the men dominated the conversation which Anna was more than fine with, she had no interest in talking to Paul. The one constant during dinner was Paul’s snipes at his wife.

“She’s lazy. I ask her to clean the apartment whilst I’m in class and usually she hasn’t finished when I get back.”

“I would potty train her if I thought she was smart enough to do it. I’d just be wasting my time!”

“I have to punish the stupid bitch almost every day.”

Anna watched Jane feeling helpless to do anything. The other women seemed outwardly unmoved by everything that was said. This was an agonizing position to be in and Jane was aching for a way to help her friend. Her legs were shaking, she didn’t think she’d be able to keep a lid on her emotions for long.

“Hey, Ryan, why don’t you send her to get us another couple of drinks?” Paul said as he tapped his empty beer bottle and nodded at Anna.

The meal was nearly over and it was obvious, to Anna at least, that Ryan was keen to get the other couple out of his apartment as soon as possible. Ryan looked at Anna for a second.

“Actually, I think I’ve had enough.” Ryan said. It was the politest way he could’ve told the guests to leave.

“Fine, just one for me then.” Paul replied. He leaned back in his chair as if to make a show that he wasn’t going anywhere.

Anna looked at Ryan. After a second of hesitation he gave her a little nod and she stood up again. The maid uniform she had been wearing was no longer comfortable at all. Her legs were cold and it was just a little too tight around her waist. The material wasn’t as soft as it may have looked. She made her way around the table and back into the kitchen.

“I wish I could take her back to be honest.” Paul laughed loudly again as he nudged Jane, “Return her as damaged goods.”

Anna bit her bottom lip so hard she thought she was about to draw blood. She didn’t know how Jane could have the patience to sit there and take the abuse she was getting, she hated to think what might happen in private. It was a horrible reality of Sallas and she was aware she was extremely lucky to avoid it. For all the awful things she saw in public whatever happened in the privacy of people’s homes must be worse.

“B-Broken?” Ryan asked, “She seems OK to me.”

“You’d think she’s alright from looking at her but there must be something wrong under the hood…” Paul said. Anna was standing with the beer, she was popping the top off beer and looking to the dining table.

As Anna watched Paul poke and prod at Jane like a schoolyard bully she felt red mist descending. The control she had so desperately tried to maintain was slipping and as if to emphasize that point she let her bladder relax and flood the thirsty diaper between her legs. The urine soaked into the padding causing it to swell.

“Why do you say that?” Ryan asked.

“Well, you think she’d be a decent fuck by now.” Paul exclaimed, “I’ve given her enough practice!”

Anna’s whole body was trembling as she waddled back towards the table.  Her composure was gone, she was going to do something she would regret and she knew she couldn’t stop herself. She didn’t want to stop herself. She walked up until she was next to Paul, he completely ignored her.

“You think she’d at least give good head by now!” Paul continued seemingly oblivious to how horrified the other three were, “I guess she must be reta-…”

Anna turned the bottle upside down. She was so angry she had tears in her eyes and she deliberately poured the beer over Paul who wasn’t looking her way. It felt like it was only a tiny amount of the pain Paul deserved to suffer.

“Fuck!” Paul exclaimed as he pushed his chair back and stood up.

As Paul looked down at his soaked clothes Ryan quickly slapped the bottle out of his wife’s hand. Anna stared at Paul with pure loathing but already the thoughts about consequences were starting to come up. Her moment of madness had created a very dangerous situation.

“Anna!” Ryan chastised his wife. When she turned to look at him she could see he was spending more time looking at Paul than her, “You dropped the beer. How could you be so careless!?”

“Sorry.” Anna mumbled recognizing that Ryan was trying to rescue the situation

“That was on purpose!” Paul practically screamed.

Anna felt her blood run cold. She’d messed everything up, she’d lost control and now it could cost her everything. She didn’t know what to say or do, she looked at Jane who was just staring back at her open-mouthed and with a pale face. It seems everyone knew just how much trouble Anna was in. She just couldn’t stand the way the man talked about her friend!

“N-Now… hold on a second…” Ryan stuttered. He reached out to grab Anna’s arm but Paul was quicker.

Anna squealed as her arm was grabbed by Paul. He was practically frothing at the mouth and spitting with rage. She was yanked forwards so that she hit the edge of the dining table, she gasped as she fell over it. The table was pushed to the side and the glasses and cutlery clattered around. Jane jumped back in fright.

“You’re going to regret that!” Paul screamed at Anna.

Anna was trying to get up but she was easily held down. The diaper between her legs was viciously ripped at until the tapes gave way and the wet padding fell to the ground with a thud. Anna was left naked under her short dress.

Without a moment for Anna to brace herself she felt a hand slap across her butt. There was no holding back and she screamed at the sudden painful strike. Before she could even fully register what was happening a second spank hit her, it was just as hard as the first and she felt sure she was already bruising.

Anna burst into tears as she tried fruitlessly to wrench herself free from Paul’s grip. She scratched at the table as blow after blow landed. Paul was only using his hands and yet it felt like she was being beaten by a paddle or something. Snot ran down her face as she tried desperately to get away from the madman behind her.

“This is only just the start!” Paul yelled as he continued his assault.

“Paul, she’s…” Ryan started. Anna could barely him over her own cries.

“Shut up!” Paul replied back only briefly breaking his rhythm to point angrily at Ryan, “Everyone knows you’re too lax on the bitch!”

“W-What do you mean?” Ryan stuttered.

Anna didn’t get a chance to hear more as the spanks started up again. Her legs were kicking out behind her as she desperately tried to free herself. It was futile. Anna looked to the side where Jane was stood, she was staring at the scene with horror. She had endured so much of Paul’s behaviour without complaint but seeing Anna being punished seemed to be pushing her in a completely different way. She was looking from Anna to Paul and then back to Anna.

Desperately trying to protect her friend Anna shook her head towards Jane. She tried telling her not to get involved, to stay quiet and to let Anna get through it. She wanted to talk to her but any time she opened her mouth she could only sob or exclaim in pain.

“P-Paul…” Jane said quietly, “M-Maybe that’s enough?”

“I’ll deal with you later.” Paul said to his wife, “Did you put her up to it? I’ll put you in that stroller for a full week!”

Anna was in a world of pain and turmoil. Despite the situation she still knew it was unfair for Paul to threaten Jane over this. She had nothing to do with Anna’s actions. Questions of fairness, always superfluous in modern day Sallas, were the furthest things from her mind though. She wasn’t sure if she could take much more.

“That’s enough!” Ryan shouted.

Anna turned her head and saw her husband stepping up to Paul. He put his hands on Paul’s arms and tried to push the bigger man away. It succeeded in that Paul stopped the beating to turn to Ryan, he put his hands on Ryan’s chest and shoved him so hard that Ryan ended up splayed on the couch behind him.

“You’re completely pussy whipped!” Paul yelled. His words were slurred, “You think you can be an executive like this? You’re nothing! You’re pathetic! What are you even doing here!?”

Anna turned to see Paul pulling his hand back to spank her again. It felt like it would never end, that Paul would spank her until she passed out or worse. A roar turned everyone’s heads in the direction of Ryan. Anna only saw a blur as Ryan launched himself at Paul, this time he tried to push Paul away but the larger man barely moved.

Anna screamed as she saw Paul suddenly ball his hand into a fist and swing at Ryan. He connected with the side of his head and Ryan fell to the ground. Paul turned back to Anna but before he could spank her again something happened that seemed to stop time.

“Leave her alone!” Jane screamed. She looked wild as she ran forwards.

Anna could only watch in shock as Jane slapped Paul in the face. For once Paul seemed completely taken aback. He stared at Jane and slowly brought his hand up to the side of his face. Anna felt Paul’s hands leaving her, she slipped away and went over to Ryan who was sprawled out on the floor and watching everything with as much shock as Anna was.

It seemed like Paul had broken completely for a few moments. He was frozen in place as Jane seethed at him, she looked like a woman possessed, a wild animal barely contained by her skin.

“That’s your last mistake.” When Paul spoke it was eerily calm. It would’ve been less terrifying if he had screamed.

With a sudden move like a viper striking at its prey Paul reached out and grabbed Jane by the hair. Jane’s hands went up as she yelped but Paul was easily the strongest person in the room. He pulled her back towards the stroller. She was pushed into it with force and it looked like it winded her. Paul quickly fastened a couple of the straps to keep his wife in place.

“You’re going to Finishing School.” Paul snarled. He starting rolling the stroller to the front door.

“No!” Anna exclaimed. She was still next to Ryan and aching herself. She reached out a hand in desperation.

“If Ryan had any sense he would send you with her.” Paul said to Anna as he opened the front door, “Or maybe he should go himself.”

Paul pushed Jane out of the apartment and slammed the door behind him so violently a picture frame fell to the floor. Anna immediately burst into tears and leaned down against Ryan who still seemed a little dazed from the punch he had taken.

“Are you alright?” Ryan asked as he raised an arm and draped it around Anna.

Anna looked up at Ryan and nodded her face. She fell on to him in a long cuddle as she cried into his shoulder. Her ass felt like it was throbbing after all the punishment it had received, apart from the bruising she was sure was going to appear she felt fine physically. Most of her tears were for Jane.

[DAQ]

Edge of my freaking seat!