Douglas in Diapers Scene 10

 

Two hundred times on one side or nothing.”

Dougie spit the binky out into his hand.

“WHAT?!” he asked.

He lowered his volume.

“Honey. Mommy.

Can’t we have a compromise?

Can’t I write it two hundred times altogether?

I ran out of room.

I didn’t mean to do it on purpose.”

Dark embers burned in Mommy’s eyes.

“I told you not to spit your binky out.”

In a blink, Dougie’s ear was on fire.

Ear first he was dragged over to the corner and pressed down onto a low stool.

Time out!

He was being sent to time out!

“Maybe the baby is too young for school.

Maybe he’s not ready to grow up and shouldn’t be allowed to even write lines!”

Dougie looked up, his face sunken.

“No! I’m not! I can grow up Mommy! I promise!”

Mommy wasn’t hearing any of it.

Dougie sat there dumbfounded as she walked away; leaving him there and heading for the bathroom.

She wasn’t gone long.

In her hand was a bar of soap.

“Let’s see if you can learn to keep this in your mouth.”

She pinched his nose and wedged it in his teeth.

Reflexively, Dougie’s tongue retreated as far back into his throat as it could short of him swallowing it.

Simultaneously, his saliva mixed with the foul-tasting stuff, making him start to foam at the mouth like a mad dog.

“Five minutes.” Mommy told him, holding out five fingers as if he was too little to understand the concept otherwise.

“You keep it in for five minutes!

I’m going to the bathroom to use the potty.

If you take it out, I’ll know!”

As she walked away, Dougie could only sit there on the naughty stool,

breathing through his mouth trying not to taste the soap,

his uvula rattling with each exhale as a way to try and prevent him from gagging.

Bubbling drool started to drip out of the corners of his lips.

He refused to swallow.

Blinking, he released a stream of pee into his diaper.

Deep down, he knew it wouldn’t be the last time he went in his pants today.

Over his shoulder he glanced at the crib, knowing it’d be where he slept tonight.

He’d been broken down to his base elements.

Deep down, he knew, he was just a baby.

Until Mommy said otherwise, he was just a baby who had been waiting for a strong Mommy to teach him how to behave…

“Hey Veronica,” Melissa whispered into her phone.

“It’s working. Thanks for the stuff.” She giggled.

“Yeah, I’ll totally pay you back.

He hasn’t even seen the hidden cameras yet.

There’ll be lots of footage for you to use.”

“If he’s good, I’ll let him out of the chastity, but not the diapers.”

She paused and listened. “Job? Let’s see how well these ‘candid clips’ work.

Then we’ll see if I need him to get a job.

If his diapers pay for themselves, this might be more profitable and permanent than I thought”.