Incontinent Proposal (Full Book)

It was party time at the Looking Glass.  Of course, it was always party time at the Glass, as regulars called it. Just underground enough to feel exclusive, and just open enough to stay crowded, the Glass catered to the beautiful and the rich. Or anyway you needed to be one of those two to get in.

Richard was sometimes mistaken for the first type. Tall, jet black hair cropped close on the sides, sapphire blue eyes. More often he was thought for the second type, for the designer clothes (always in black) and his permanent seat at a private table.  He was the only one at a table that wasn’t there because he’d proved himself or shelled out a huge sum.  Richard was ostensibly at work. He owned the Glass.

Any real work had finished a good hour ago. Now he was sitting back with a bottle of nice wine and listening to a top DJ merge K-Pop and Darkwave into something somehow catchier than both. Not bad, he thought, scanning the crowd.

Not bad at all. His eyes lighted on a hot young couple. One of them taller, more curvy, gloriously squeezed into a black latex dress. It was backless, looped around the back of her neck and then hugging every curve on its way down to the micro-short skirt.  The other girl was shorter, wearing just a demi-bra and an inverted pentagram lacing up top. Black hot pants showed off a nice ass just above spider web thigh-highs.

They were getting a lot of attention, and they deserved it. Fortune favors the bold. Thought Richard. Or the horny. He mentally added with a chuckle. He kept his eye on the two, motioning for a waiter. A few minutes later that waiter was heading down to the dance floor to deliver an invitation.

It was sweltering in the club, Natalie could feel a sheen of sweat anywhere her skin was bare. A lot of it was bare. Kathryn had convinced her to come out in a bra and short-shorts. True, they did look hot.  Hot enough to get into the Glass, without a cover even. Kathryn looked amazing in the dress they’d found on sale. It hugged her body and pushed her beautiful breasts up right at Natalie’s eye level. You could set a drink on those tits, Natalie thought. She felt her girlfriend pull her close, and blushed as Kathryn’s head came down to kiss her.

They weren’t supposed to be doing this in public.  But the Glass wasn’t public, not really. Natalie was buzzed and floating on endorphins. She closed her eyes and opened her mouth to the kiss, caressing Kathryn’s back as her lover’s tongue explored her mouth. She moaned into the kiss when Kathryn squeezed her ass. Someone bumped into her… someone’s cock almost breaking free of their pants bumped into her. They pulled away though, didn’t grind.

The staff at the Glass kept it cool, you couldn’t creep on people here. Which made little moments like that hot. Embarrassing, but hot. Natalie could feel a blush creeping up her chest and neck, spreading up her face. Kathryn had a hand on her breast and was rubbing it through the bra.  She ground her crotch against her girlfriend’s leg. Goddamn it Kat, take me home or take me to the bathroom or something! Natalie thought, her stomach quivering with desire. Too many people here…

Natalie pulled away from the embrace, blushing harder than any amount of pale foundation could cover. Another guy approached, a club waiter.  It was weird to see one of them on the floor, they usually stuck to the tables. He leaned in to say something in Kathryn’s ear. Kathryn looked surprised.

“WHAT?” Yelled Natalie over the throbbing bass.

“TABLE INVITE!” Kathryn yelled back. “BOTH OF US.”

Natalie squirmed. This was getting out of control. It’s not as if she and Kat had never invited a guy into their bed, but the night was already feeling crazy. Plus, most of the guys that could afford private tables were not exactly young. Or good looking.

Kathryn didn’t seem to be conflicted. She took Natalie’s hand and pulled her through the crowd. A few hands slid across her bare belly, sides, or back. Little touches that you’d get even at a place as policed as the Glass. Natalie was acutely aware of all the eyes on her, and squirmed. Her heart was pounding from making out, the touches, everything. It wasn’t sweat soaking her panties, and maybe the crotch of her shorts as well.

Up out of the dance floor and into the private tables, the music dropped to a low roar. Acoustics, sound cancelling technology, dark magic, Natalie didn’t know what caused it, but it was a cool effect. She looked around, letting Kathryn lead her wherever they were going. The tables were ordinary enough, just black lacquered wood in rounds or rectangles. No scuffs though, not like banged up tables at most places. All over the walls, even the ceiling were hundreds and hundreds of mirrors. Antiques most of them, heavy silver frames holding slightly warped reflecting glass. All of them were different, Natalie didn’t see a single repeated mirror.

She snapped back to the moment as Kathryn came to a stop at the furthest back table in the section.  The music was at something approaching a normal playing volume now, low enough to actually hear someone talk. Sitting at the table was… actually a pretty handsome guy. Excitement and shyness warred in Natalie. Knowing Kathryn, she already wanted to hop in bed with this guy. Natalie did too, kind of.  But, getting called up to a table and then banging the guy? That would easily top the sluttiest thing she’d ever done.

She sat at the table next to her girlfriend, and the guy smiled. Natalie squirmed.

Richard grinned at the two sexy ladies in front of him.  “I’m Richard. The Glass is my club. Thanks for accepting my invite. Please let the waiter know what you want to drink. Anything you want, go for top shelf.”

“Cosmo with lime.” Kathryn said.

“Long island.” Natalie said, licking her lips. The waiter nodded and left to put in their drink orders.

“In the meantime, let me pour you each a glass of wine.” Richard poured a quarter glass of something red and expensive looking for each girl. “So, what are your names?”

“I’m Kathryn, and this is Natalie.” Kathryn said, then sipped the wine. Natalie was glad to not have to speak up right away, downed the wine right off. She gave Richard a giggly smile as he poured more into the glass.

“Good to meet you both.  I’m glad you came tonight.” Richard sipped his drink. “You’re both gorgeous.”

“Is that why you called us over?” Kathryn said coyly.

“It is.” Richard smiled. “I wanted to drink with you for a bit. Invite you up to the penthouse later if you’re up for that, or we can just party here.”

“Sounds fun to me.” Kathryn said.  “All of it.”  She looked over at Natalie.

Natalie blushed.  “Um, yeah, okay.” There was no stopping Kathryn when she got like this. Also, penthouse sounded amazing.

The waiter came back with their drinks.  Kathryn set her wine aside, sipped her cosmo and smiled.  “Delicious!” Natalie gulped down the rest of her wine and started on her long island. The burn in her stomach was starting to clear away some of the embarrassment and the shyness. She giggled at nothing in particular.

“So you two are together tonight, obviously. Long term as well.” Richard asked, Kathryn nodded in response. “First time in the Glass together? I’m sure I would have noticed you if you’d been here before.”

“First time.” Kathryn grinned. “Looks like we finally got the right outfits.”

Richard looked Kathryn over shamelessly. “I think so, but it’s good to check up on my bouncer. Stand up and turn around for me. Let me double-check.”

Kathryn laughed and stood up, doing a slow turn with her arms over her head. She closed her eyes and bit her lip when Richard stroked her bare leg. Natalie watched, taking a big gulp of her long island. She wanted in on the attention, but couldn’t bring herself to get up yet. Any glance to the side made it obvious that Kathryn’s little show had the attention of most of the nearby tables.

“Looks great, feels great.” Richard said, cupping Kathryn’s ass through the dress.  She obligingly bent over a bit for him.

“Well, do I get to stay?” Kathryn teased.

“I think so.  I should check Natalie too, don’t you think?” Richard said with a mischievous grin.

“Oh yes you should.” Kathryn stepped over to Natalie and took her hand, pulling her out of her chair. Her heart pounding, Natalie allowed herself to be lead over to Richard and presented with Kathryn holding Nat’s arms loosely behind her back. “Pet her inner thigh.” Kathryn said with a wink. “Drives her crazy.”

Richard laid a hand on Natalie’s leg, then slid it around to her inner thigh.  She closed her eyes and tilted her head back as his hand moved upward… An embarrassingly loud moan escaped her when his hand came to rest against the barely-there leg of her shorts.

“Yes, this will work.” Richard chuckled.

Natalie found herself seated next to Richard. Kathryn was on his lap.  She reached across the table for her drink and polished it off. What am I getting myself into? She wondered.

“You obviously are okay with adding a third.” Richard said. “Is it always a one-night thing, or can it be longer term?” He stroked Kathryn’s legs, sliding her already-short skirt higher with each touch.

“For the right person, maybe.” Kathryn said. She leaned against Richard, stroking his chest.

“Natalie is okay with that as well?” Richard asked.  Natalie wondered why he wasn’t asking her directly. Then she forgot to wonder that when she saw someone had brought her another drink.  She took a gulp of it, the room swam a little.

“Natalie lets me drive, isn’t that right babe?” Kathryn said.

“What?” Natalie looked at her girlfriend in confusion.  “What was that, Kat?”

Kathryn smiled fondly, stroked Natalie’s cheek. “You’ll follow my lead, right baby?” Her fingers brushed across Natalie’s lips.

Natalie trembled at the touch.  Her belly felt hot from the booze, but there was heat lower too.  Remembering lots of nights with her girlfriend, and lots of nights with an extra as well.  “Yes Kat. You decide.”

“So what makes someone the right person?” Richard asked, stroking Kathryn’s bare back.

“Tall, good looking, dark hair.” Kathryn’s eyes sparkled. “Owns a club. Good in bed. Isn’t an ass. It’s a tough list to complete.”

“Hmm, I think I’ve got some of it down. You can evaluate the rest.” He looked over at Natalie.  She’d finished her drink and was a bit slumped, waving from side to side.  “We may want to get Natalie somewhere a little more horizontal though.”

Kathryn sighed, “I’m sorry, she doesn’t always do this. She’s more nervous tonight for some reason.”

“It’s alright.” Richard said. “There’s plenty of bedrooms in the penthouse.  She can sleep it off in one of them.” He gently raked his nails down Kathryn’s back. “And I can get you off in another.”

“Unh!” Kathryn arched her back. “Yeah, that. Yes please. Now?”

Richard grinned and nodded, patting Kathryn on the ass.  She hopped up and hoisted Natalie upward. Richard and Kathryn managed to get Natalie out of the club suspended between them. The elevator made its way up quietly, so quietly in fact that Richard and Kathryn were able to hear a few drops of liquid hit the floor.

They looked down to see Natalie’s shorts soaked, liquid streaming down her thighs. So much that some was even dripping down to the floor.

“Oh my god I’m so sorry!” Kathryn’s face was beet red.  “This hasn’t ever happened before, she doesn’t normally, we don’t usually…”

“It’s fine.” Richard cut Kathryn off. “Not the first time I’ve seen someone this drunk.” He smiled wryly.  “We can take care of her when we get to my penthouse.”

“I can do it!” Kathryn offered quickly. “You don’t have to…”

“I’m the one who knows where all the clean-up stuff is.” Richard said. “Seriously, Kathryn, don’t worry. About Natalie or the elevator.  I’ll have housekeeping take care of the latter.”

“If you say so.” Kathryn winced.  “I’m REALLY sorry about this.”

The door opened and Richard helped Kathryn maneuver Natalie into the penthouse. He made for a guest room and shifted the girl’s weight entirely to Kathryn.  “Hold her for a bit.” Kathryn nodded, still blushing.

Richard grabbed a waterproof blanket and spread it on the guest bed.  He and Kathryn lay Natalie out on it. Richard checked Natalie’s pulse, nodded, and turned her face to the side.  “It doesn’t look like she’s going to throw up but we’ll check up on her.”

“If you want to show me where the cleaning supplies are, I really can…” Kathryn began.

“It’ll be faster for me to get them.” Richard said.  “You get her shorts and tights off, those are going to have to be washed.”

Kathryn nodded and gingerly pulled the soaked shorts down. She had her girlfriend naked from the waist down before her alcohol-fogged mind registered that Natalie would be totally exposed when Richard came back.

“Oh well.” Kathryn thought. “She was going to fuck him anyway.”

Richard returned with some wipes, a wet towel and a dry one, and a cream colored package. He wasted no time wiping Natalie’s legs with the wet towel.

Kathryn stood by awkwardly, then picked up the cream colored package.  “Oh!” She exclaimed softly in surprise.  “This is a diaper?”

“Pullups technically.” Richard said, lifting Natalie’s legs to wipe her rear. “Same basic idea.”

“Why do you have one?” Kathryn asked with a dubious tone.

“Like I said, it’s not the first time this has happened.” Richard chuckled.  “I don’t want her wetting the guest bed.” He wiped down Natalie’s crotch carefully with the wipes. “Besides, some people like playing with humiliation.”

“You… play with them?” Kathryn asked hesitantly.

“Not on me, if that’s what you’re asking.” Richard deftly added some talcum powder to Natalie’s crotch and took the pullups, sliding them up Natalie’s legs. “I like to be on the other end.”

“I… really don’t want to wear one.” Kathryn said, wrinkling her nose.

“You don’t have to.” Richard stood up, smirked at her.  “On the other hand, I don’t think you’re a complete stranger to humiliation play.”

“What!?” Kathryn protested.

“Here you are, totally embarrassed at what your girlfriend did, but still hoping to get laid, right?” Richard smirked as Kathryn blushed again and looked away.  “That’s what I thought.  In fact, you might be even a little more turned on, your blush is going all the way down your neck.”

Kathryn squirmed, unable to answer.  Richard chuckled, his eyes twinkling.  He pulled Natalie gently off the waterproof blanket and onto the bed properly.

 “She seems okay. We’ll come check on her in a bit.” He stood and stretched.

“And what should we do until then?” Kathryn leaned against the wall, still squirming.

“I can think of a few things.” Richard stepped over and trapped Kathryn’s wrists against the wall. “I do have a couple of questions first though.”

“Ask.” Kathryn struggled gently against the hold.

“You’re pretty dominant with your girlfriend.  Do you need to be in charge? Don’t mind letting someone else? Actually like the other way around?”

Kathryn swallowed. “I… really like the other way around.  But Natalie can’t top at all.”

“Well I really like being in charge.” He leaned in and kissed Kathryn’s neck, finishing with a soft bite.

Kathryn moaned, pressed against Richard. “Yes, please.  But… we just met.  I know I’m in your apartment but… no tying the first time, okay?”

“Reasonable.” Richard pulled Kathryn close. “Holding you down okay?”

Kathryn wrapped a leg around one of Richard’s. “Unless I say no.”

“And you’ll do as your told?” Richard squeezed Kathryn’s waist, kissed her.

Kathryn leaned into the kiss, opening her mouth to Richard’s tongue. “Mmm, maybe. What happens if I don’t?”

“Spanking?” Richard squeezed Kathryn’s waist.

Kathryn bit her lip and nodded. 

“I don’t want to wake your girlfriend up.” Richard released Kathryn. “Down the hall, second right.  Go into that room and bend over the bed.”

Kathryn hesitated, the nodded, her breath coming faster. “Yes Sir.”

Richard followed, stopping just long enough to toss a light blanket over Natalie.

Natalie woke the next morning with her tongue feeling like it had been dipped in dryer lint. She shifted slowly to sit up, wincing at the pounding in her temples. She was somewhere strange, on a bed she didn’t recognize. Her legs felt bare.  She clutched at the light blanket, her heart pounding.

“Something happened last night.” Natalie struggled to remember.  She and Kat had been at a club. The owner had called them over.  She had gotten SO drunk. “I think Kat wanted to have a threesome with him?”

Natalie shivered at the thought, she didn’t like the idea of not remembering. “Kat wouldn’t have let him fuck me if I was out.” She thought, hoping that was a choice Kat had been able to make.

There were soft sounds coming from somewhere outside of the room.  Natalie gingerly got out of bed, looking around for her clothes.  As she did she felt an odd bulk between her legs.  She flipped on the light to see she was wearing a pullup diaper.  A pullup that was soaked beyond its capacity to hold liquid.

Horrified, Natalie tugged the pullup downward.  She stopped though, realizing the alternative was to be totally naked from the waist down. A quick search of the bedroom revealed an attached bath but no clothes. She considered a shower, but then she’d be naked again.  No way would she be able to put on a soaked pullup after getting clean.

As quietly as she could, Natalie crept out of the room, listening to see if she could hear what was going on. Or see if she could find any clue to locating her clothing. Down a hallway she heard something that sounded like Kathryn, and a male voice.  The scent of bacon reached her nose and her stomach growled surprisingly loudly.

“If you’re up, come in and have breakfast!” The male voice again, that club owner. Natalie shrank back.

“We’re in here baby!” Kathryn called.  “If you’re embarrassed about what you’re wearing, don’t be, we put you in it last night.”

Reluctantly, Natalie shuffled around the corner of the hall, blushing scarlet when Kathryn and Richard turned to look at her. Somehow she managed to blush even more when they looked down in surprise at the soaked pullup.

“Oh… you used it…” Kathryn said hesitantly.

“I thought she might.” Richard said. “Come eat, Natalie.”

“That’s okay.” Natalie said. “I um, just need to get cleaned up.”

“Your clothes are in the wash.” Richard said firmly.  “Sit, eat breakfast. We’ll change you afterwards.”

“Change me?” Natalie stood in shock, horrified, more embarrassed than she’d ever been. “No uh…”

“Natalie.” Richard said in a short, commanding tone. “Sit down and eat your breakfast. I know you’re probably uncomfortable but we’ll take care of that in a bit.”

Cowed by the stern tone, Natalie took a seat at the table.  Kathryn served her plate up with eggs, bacon, and French toast. She blinked at her girlfriend when she realized Kathryn was wearing a PVC bondage collar, complete with heavy metal ring.

“Oh, this thing?” Kathryn smiled and rattled the ring.  “You might have passed out but Richard and I were still sober enough to have fun.”

Natalie nodded, focusing on her plate. She ate as quickly as she could, trying to ignore the cold padding of the pullup squishing around her rear. The sensation wouldn’t let her forget that she’d soiled herself, apparently twice, in front of a stranger. She squirmed on the pullup and tried to push away a flush of arousal. Her thoughts shifted to imagining what Kathryn and Richard had done last night. That didn’t help. She was getting wet in the pullup again, thankfully not from pee this time.

When she finished eating she looked up to see Richard and Kathryn staring at her expectantly. The embarrassment returned full force. She squirmed and felt a tingle in her sex as the soaked garment pressed against her.

“Richard has an offer to make us, both of us, but only if it’s both of us.” Kathryn said. “Please hear him out?”

“Um, we already said we would do a threesome.” Natalie said, feeling her nipples harden.  She squirmed again, wishing that a pullup wasn’t part of what was turning her on.  “Once I get cleaned up…”

“It’s a bit more long term than that.” Richard said. “The offer. I’d like to date you two for a while, under certain conditions.”

“Oh.” Natalie put her fork down and ducked her head. “We’ve only done that once… it was hot. This is all starting off so weird though!”

“Will you do it Nat?” Kathryn asked. “It’s kind of intense but it’s a really cool offer!”

“Intense?” Natalie looked up at Kathryn, then Richard. “The conditions are intense?”

“They could be thought of that way.” Richard said. “I would like Kathryn to be my submissive. I would like you to be submissive to both of us.”

“Ah.” Natalie wiggled a bit, until she realized she was rubbing her crotch into the pullup, forced herself to stop.  “Um well, that would probably happen anyway.  Um, Kat likes to sub and I uh… yeah.”

“True, but it’s a bit more than just a regular submissive relationship.” Richard said.  “I have specific roles and types of play in mind for you both.”

Natalie wondered if she was supposed to respond to that.  She couldn’t think of anything, it was taking a lot of concentration not to rub herself against the pullup some more.

“Kathryn would be my sub in a sexual relationship. There would be discipline, sex, she would be responsible for taking care of you in some ways, and so on.” Richard reached over and tilted Natalie’s head up by her chin. “It would be a 24/7, full time relationship.”

“But that…” Natalie looked at Kathryn.

Kathryn responded with a nod. “I want it. Last night was great, and like I said, the offer is really good.”

“What about work?” Natalie protested.

“That’s where the offer comes in.” Richard said. “I will take care of your expenses, more than take care of them. We’ll try a trial period of a month, and at the end of it you’ll both walk away with fifty thousand dollars.”

“Fifty…” Natalie’s eyes went wide, her arousal momentarily forgotten. “But, Kat, we’re not hookers.”

“We are not!” Kathryn said emphatically. “This is different. Richard is sharing his money with us, a little bit at a time. We can get out whenever we want. That kind of money isn’t a big deal for Richard. But it’s life changing for us.”

“And then after?” Natalie asked.

“If you end the relationship after, or before the month, then you return to your normal life, with some fun memories and a better bank account.” Richard said. “If you want to continue, then I will continue to share my money as Kathryn said, you’ll slowly get access to more and more of what I have as you become a greater part of my life. You’ll also continue in your roles and we’ll keep playing until we decide we are done with the relationship.”

“What’s my role?” Natalie asked.

“You would be a sub focused on humiliation play.” Richard said.  It was such a casual statement that Natalie didn’t quite process it at first. “You’d be using garments like the one you’re wearing instead of the toilet most of the time, you’d have sex with us when we want you, and you’d be the most submissive person in the relationship.”

“I… what!?” Natalie squirmed, the arousal flooding back full force. Unconsciously she started grinding against the pullup again. “No, that’s weird. Why would you want…”

“A better question is why would you want it?” Richard said. “You are very turned on right now, and you are wiggling your hips into that soaked pullup.”

“No that’s…” Natalie froze, still flushed, almost panting a little.

Richard got up and walked over to Natalie, placing a hand on the side of her neck. “Your pulse is racing. If you weren’t in a pullup you’d be soaking your panties right now.”

“But I…” Natalie squirmed again, though she didn’t pull away from Richard’s touch.  “this is weird! I don’t want, I don’t…”

Kathryn was by her side, kissing her. Natalie shuddered and then arched her back when Kathryn’s hand closed around her breast. “Do this for me babe.” Kathryn whispered. “Do this for us. You obviously think it’s hot.”

Natalie panted, confused and wild-eyed. Richard slid his hand down to Natalie’s shoulder and gently squeezed. “Right now my plan is to take you to a room and get that pullup off you.” He said softly. “Clean you up, and get you into a nice fresh one, so you can be dry and comfortable again. Tell me, does that turn you on?”

A soft moan escaped Natalie’s lips, she squirmed against the pullup again. “I… I…”

“That was obviously a yes, baby.” Kathryn said, siding a hand into Natalie’s bra. “I’ll come watch.  And maybe we can put on a little show for our Master afterwards.”

Natalie squeezed her eyes shut, her legs around the pullup.  She bit her lip, then managed to say, “Oh-okay.”

“Is that just for the dry pullup?” Richard said gently. “Or do you accept my offer?”

“I accept your offer.” Natalie whispered.

“If you really do, then say it louder.” Richard said. “And you should address me as Master.”

“I accept your offer, Master.” Natalie braved opening her eyes, looking up at Richard.  She was rewarded by a caress from Kathryn that made her moan again.

“Good girl.” Richard said, smiling.  “Now come with me.” He took Natalie’s hand firmly; she followed his pull away from the breakfast table.

The room she was led to was a typical looking guest room, almost exactly like the one she’d woken up in. The only difference was a shelf in the room with neatly stacked diapers and pullups, some plain white, many of them with colored patterns. On top of the shelf was a bottle of baby powder and another of lotion, as well as wet wipes.

Natalie’s lip trembled when she saw the diapers, she actually whimpered a little at the sight of the other supplies. She considered backing out of the offer, the embarrassment was so strong it was making her heart pound. On the other hand the pullup she was wearing was feeling clammy and gross, her skin was starting to feel a bit raw. The lotion did look nice, she just wished she could apply it herself.

Richard lead her over to the bed. “Lie down Natalie.” He pulled back the covers to reveal a plastic sheet cover.

Natalie whimpered again. She knew she should probably respond, but she couldn’t make herself speak, or even look at Richard or Kathryn. She lay down on the plastic, arms at her side, looking up at the ceiling.

The bed shifted, and Natalie found herself looking up at Kathryn. She had just a moment to focus on her girlfriend before their lips met. Trembling, Natalie relaxed into the kiss and arched her back. Kathryn deepened the kiss, sliding her tongue into Natalie’s mouth. When Kat’s hand slid down to her breast, Natalie found herself involuntarily moaning into the kiss.

“Your motor is running seriously hot right now.” Kathryn said, breaking the kiss to nuzzle Natalie’s neck and stroke her belly. “I wish I had known how much you like being embarrassed.”

“Kat.” Natalie whimpered.  “Kat I… please, Kat.  It’s so embarrassing.” She reached out to touch her girlfriend, hands distractedly stroking Kathryn’s sides.

“But you are SO turned on.” Kathryn slid her hand further down Natalie’s belly, to tease at the waistband of her pullup. “I hardly ever see you this horny, baby.”

“Y-yes.” Natalie closed her eyes, quivering as she clung to Kathryn.

Kathryn hesitated, then slid her hand into the soaked pullup. Natalie gasped when she felt fingers brush her sex. Kathryn’s finger had hardly touched on her clit before she threw her head back with a loud moan.

“I have to say, I wasn’t really sure about this part of all this.” Kathryn said, parting Natalie’s sex to another loud moan. “But watching you this turned on is amazing. I’m going to make you come in your pee-soaked pullup. And then you’re going to ask our Master to change you.”

“Oh please, please, Kat, please, more…” Natalie moaned and thrashed on the bed.

“Mmm, no orgasm for you until you agree to ask our Master to change you.” Kathryn stroked Natalie’s sex with teasing, light touches.

“Yes please!” Natalie begged.  “I’ll do anything.  I’ll ask him.  Please Kat, please…”

Kathryn grinned broadly, sliding her fingers expertly across Natalie’s clit. Richard stood back, watching the mostly naked girl writhe on the bed, his breath coming faster as well.  After only a few minutes of practiced touches, Natalie screamed out loud before flopping back on the bed, panting.

Eyes closed, Natalie heard Richard’s voice. “Very good slave, that was very sexy. Now come here for a moment, it’s my turn with her.” She opened her eyes just in time to see Kathryn leashed to the foot of the bed, squirming as her wrists were clipped together behind her back.

“Now, Natalie.” Richard said, walking over to stand over the sweat soaked girl. “Do you have something to ask me?”

Natalie nodded, hesitated.  Finally, she managed to quietly say, “Please change me, Master.”

“Good girl!” Richard stroked Natalie’s sweaty hair. He took hold of her pullup and slid it down off her legs, dumping it in a nearby can. “You just lie there and be still while I take care of you.”

Natalie closed her eyes and felt her legs pushed apart.  Her belly, crotch, and rear caressed with wipes that left a little tingle in their wake. He was thorough, lifting her legs and her rear off the bed to wipe every intimate crevice of her body.

Her legs were set down, and then the sensations came again, lotion this time. She felt warm, cared for, still embarrassed but too blissed to care at the moment. Her skin felt soothed, and the baby powder that followed pushed her past calm into a state like meditation. She felt a bit detached from herself, like she was floating in a dream.

The soft tugging of her new pullup up her thighs brought her out of the dream, she looked down to see a baby blue and yellow padded garment pulled over her hips.

“Now Natalie,” Richard said as he securely tugged the pullup into place. “I don’t expect you to use this for number two, understand?”

Natalie gulped, the thought hadn’t crossed her mind.  She was glad it wasn’t expected! “Th-thank you Master.”

“But if you have to go to the bathroom that way, you have to let Kathryn or myself know, you can’t just go on your own, understand?” Richard said sternly.  Natalie nodded.

“You can tell us if you have to potty if you want.” Richard said.  “Or you can just go.” He smirked, and Natalie blushed again, turning her face away. “If you like you can just ask to be changed.”

“Do I always have to… go in them?” Natalie asked.

“You can always tell us when you need to potty and maybe we will let you use the toilet.” Richard said.  “Or we’ll just change you when we see you need it.”

Natalie swallowed hard, nodded.

“Now let’s get you dressed.” Richard opened the closet to reveal an array of dark colored sundresses. “Not a big selection right now, but there should be something in your size.  We’ll go shopping later.”

Natalie nodded, getting up slowly and walking to the closet.

“Wait there!” Richard said, stopping Natalie before she could get more than halfway.  He pulled down a couple of dresses, sizing them against the diaper clad girl. Satisfied with one of them, he held it up over Natalie’s head.  “Arms up!”

With a giggle at the silliness of it, Natalie raised her arms, letting Richard pull the sundress down on her.  She did a little twirl, giggling again. The whole thing was making her feel very silly.  Very young.

“Good girl!” Richard said. “Now, I think Kathryn is getting bored, and I’d like to play a bit more directly as well.” He reached out and took Natalie’s chin gently in his hand.  “Are you going to be a good girl, and play with us? Still okay with my offer?”

Natalie looked up into Richard’s eyes and smiled shyly.  “Yes Master.”

Ushered gently out of the room, Natalie took some time to explore the penthouse. The living room was dominated by huge floor to ceiling windows. She stepped gingerly up to them, taking in the city from above. Her heart thudded a bit in her chest. The windows seemed sturdy, but it was such a huge drop down.

A smack and a cry from the bedroom startled her! Natalie bumped up against the glass and then scurried back in fear. The cry was followed by familiar moans, punctuated by additional smacks. Natalie blushed and grinned at the same time.

“Looks like Kathryn finally found someone to spank her the way that she likes.”

Moving away from the noise she discovered room after room. An enormous office, a library, a media room. Everything looked so expensive in dark hardwoods and polished metal. Natalie stepped into the media room, sinking her toes into the plush red carpet. Just a few feet past the threshold she realized she could barely hear Kathryn or the distant roar of city traffic.

The sounds dropped away entirely when she closed the door. The soundproofing was so good, in fact, that she could hear her pullup crinkle as she walked to the couch.  Natalie hopped on the couch with an embarrassed flush, and turned on the TV to distract herself.

She watched a couple of YouTube videos but found herself yawning through them. Flipping through the streaming services, she found an old favorite, WALL-E.

“I need snacks.” She thought, yawning again. “and caffeine.”

A quick trip to the kitchen later, she was disappointed to find no chips, candy, or popcorn in Richard’s pantry. No soda in the fridge either. She settled on a box of fancy crackers and a cup of tea. From the sounds of things, Richard and Kathryn were still playing around with spanking or flogging.

“Sounds hot.” Natalie thought. “I’m glad they didn’t ask me to join in though. I still don’t know how I feel about all of this.”  She lifted her skirt and tugged idly at the pullup, wrinkling her nose.

With her tea finished, she hurried back to the media room and gratefully closed the soundproofed door. Curled up in the corner of the couch, she launched the movie. The tea and crackers hit the spot, Natalie realized she was still hung over on top of all the crazy stuff that had happened that morning. What the tea didn’t do was stop her yawning. Natalie didn’t make it more than twenty minutes into the movie before she was fast asleep on the couch.

–

Natalie woke, groggy and disoriented. She was still on the couch, but someone had put a blanket over her. The TV was off and the lighting down to a low amber. Even the tea and crackers had been cleaned up.

“I hope he’s not mad that I helped myself.” Natalie worried. She got up, stretching, and felt a vague need to go.

“I wonder if Richard and Kathryn are napping.” She thought, “If they are maybe I can go to the bathroom without using this thing.”

Out of the media room and down the hall she found Kathryn, mostly by the familiar sound of her soft snores. She was under the covers in the same bed Natalie had been changed on, with most of her bondage gear removed, sleeping soundly. Richard was nowhere to be seen, but she didn’t hear anyone moving around in the apartment either.

“There’s one down.” Natalie thought. “I’m thirsty too, maybe there’s a bathroom near the living room that’ll be far enough away from wherever he’s sleeping.”

Everything was still quiet in the kitchen and dining area. Natalie poured herself a glass of water and gulped it down gratefully. Any headache and soreness from last night’s drinking was gone, but the water still tasted really good.

“You have a good nap, Natalie?” Richard’s voice came out of nowhere, Natalie jumped and squeaked!

“Oh uh, yeah.” She said awkwardly.

“Good, can you come over here for a moment?” Richard was in a corner of the living room, quietly working on a laptop.

“This place is so huge! I didn’t even see him over there.” Natalie nodded in response to the question, making her way over to Richard.

“Let’s see how things went.” He said, lifting Natalie’s skirt. She froze in surprise, then blushed deeply when he pressed his palm to her pullup.  “Still dry, good girl!”

“O-of course!” Natalie sputtered. Her toes curled against the hardwood floor as the humiliation hit her.

“You are a little wiffy though. My fault, I should have cleaned you up after, but Kathryn was looking so enticing.” He smiled. “Let’s get you bathed.”

Natalie took a step back, babbling, “Uh, I can bathe myself.  S-sorry I didn’t realize but I’ll go take a shower now and…”

“It’s not a request Natalie.” Richard cut her off firmly, stood up. “Come on now, time for a bath.” He took Natalie’s wrist and set off down the hall.

“I did agree to be his sub…” Natalie followed along obediently, giving herself a sniff test. “And I am a little greasy.”

Once in the master bathroom, Richard let go of Natalie and set about pouring a bath.  Natalie stood in the room, taking it in wide-eyed. There was a shower big enough for three or four people, with multiple showerheads. A big counter with three sinks and a massive mirror. A wooden door that looked like it lead into a sauna. The ‘bathtub’ that Richard was filling was more of a hot tub with room for four and what looked like jets.

“How rich is this guy anyway?” Natalie fidgeted in place. “I feel like I’m in a showroom, or a TV episode where they show off someone’s mansion. Everything feels too fancy to actually use.”

Richard finished setting up the tub and turned to Natalie. “Arms up!” He commanded, then pulled her dress up. She scrambled to comply, and was left standing in front of Richard in just her pullup.

“Do you need to pee?” Richard asked, looking Natalie over appreciatively. “Now would be a good time, just before we get you in the tub.”

“N-no, not right now.” Natalie said.  She certainly could, but she’d barely managed to wet the pullup while Kathryn was playing with her, she couldn’t imagine doing it on front of Richard now.  Or rather, she could imagine it, and the thought was making her blush right down to her shoulders.

“Alright, if you’re sure.” Richard swiftly pulled Natalie’s pullups down and ushered her into the tub. It was nice and hot, foaming with just a bit of bubble bath.

“This feels amazing.” Natalie thought, leaning back and closing her eyes. Weird as it had sounded earlier, she found she didn’t mind at all when Richard started washing her.

Heedless of his designer slacks and tailored shirt, he reached into the tub and scrubbed Natalie down gently with a washcloth. When he worked shampoo into her short hair and massaged her scalp she moaned softly in pleasure. The bath went on a lot longer than was strictly needed to get Natalie clean, and she wasn’t about to complain.

Though Richard didn’t shy away from cleaning every part of Natalie, his touches were more comforting and caring than sexual. Long gentle touches with the washcloth or his hand along her body felt almost like a massage. His matter-of-fact scrubbing of her ears and toes made her feel pampered, and cleaner than she normally bothered to get.

She was almost sad to get out of the tub until Richard revealed the fancy bathroom’s most exciting amenity yet. A metal cupboard gently warmed and stuffed with towels. Getting rubbed down by a fluffy, toasty towel was so relaxing that Natalie had a brief worry about keeping control of her bladder.

“Ri, er uh, Master?” Natalie began.

“Yes Natalie?” Richard didn’t look up from where he was crouched down holding a fresh pair of pullups for her to step into.

“Um, never mind.” Natalie stepped into the pullups and squirmed as Richard pulled them into place. “I probably shouldn’t ask to pee right after I told him I didn’t need to.”

“Alright then.” Richard stroked Natalie’s cheek.  “We need to get you a fresh dress, and another thing too.”

“Huh?” Natalie asked.

“You’re going to pick out your collar.” Richard said, sliding his hand down to stroke her neck.

“Oh.” Natalie licked her lips in excitement and squirmed. “Okay, maybe this IS kind of hot. I still feel like Kathryn rushed me into it though.”

Richard took her to yet another room, this one looked like storage for a clothing store, but a very nice one. Men and women’s clothing neatly arranged in racks along the walls of an enormous closet.

“Uh, Master?” Natalie asked. “How big IS this place?”

“I have the whole top floor.” Richard said, casually. “Plenty of space for all three of us.”

“Uh, yeah.” Natalie giggled. Richard presented her with a lavender dress with an empire waist, and she gave it a hesitant look.

“Do you like this one?” Richard asked.

“Uh, sure.” Natalie said, without much enthusiasm.

“Don’t get too excited.” Richard snorted. “I want you to like your clothes. Point out something you like.” He motioned to indicate the racks.

Hesitantly, Natalie poked through the clothes. “I hope he’s not mad, I don’t want to screw this up for us.” After some deliberation, she settled on a lacy black dress with a fuller skirt.

“This one is pretty.” She said.

“It certainly is.” Richard said.  “Is that your usual style? Kind of a gothic Lolita look?”

“Yeah um, well I really like that style.” She said. “But I don’t have a lot of it.  That stuff gets pretty expensive.”

“I think we can fix that.” Richard smiled.  “I don’t have a lot of it now but I’ll have my designer send a bunch up.”

“His designer?” Natalie boggled. “Um, wow, thank you.”

“Now, you obviously don’t need panties.” Richard teased, getting the desired blush out of Natalie. “Bra?”

“I don’t usually wear one especially if the dress has any framework built into it.” Natalie replied, shrugging. “They’re not super big.”

“But they are very nice looking.” Richard said, reaching out to caress Natalie’s shoulder, then slid a hand down.  He smiled as he gently stroked her small, pert breast. “Nice to touch too.”

Natalie bit her lip, flushing for a different reason this time. “Thanks.” She said breathily.

“Don’t worry, I won’t leave you out on that kind of thing.” Richard said, sliding a long caress down her side. “Even if our game is a little different than the one I have with Kathryn.”

All Natalie could manage at the moment was a quick nod. Her heart thudded in her chest.

“In the meantime let’s get you dressed.” He handed Natalie the dress and opened a drawer, “Stockings?”

“Yes please.” Natalie pulled the dress down over herself and picked out a pair of black spider-web stockings. They felt a bit strange going up over the pullup, but overall she felt a lot less nervous now that she was dressed.

“I just wish I had some makeup. I guess when we move our stuff over.” That thought made everything feel a bit too real and overwhelming, Natalie shied away from it, and was happy to follow Richard when he beckoned her to the next room.

“This is the toy room.” Richard said as he entered. “Everything you see here that goes on a person is brand new, never been worn. What you and I pick out for you here will be yours, and nobody else’s.”

Faced with another full stocked room like a store display, Natalie realized it wasn’t surprising her much anymore. She looked around the racks and pegboards holding harnesses, collars, gags, cuffs, and an assortment of other BDSM gear. There was even a variety of materials and colors to choose from.

“You’re looking for a collar for everyday, long term use.” Richard said.  “So don’t go with something that will feel too bulky.  We can always put something like that on you if we want it for how we’re playing, but for now get something you can wear most of the time.”

A powder-blue collar in leather with steel fasteners and a steel ring caught Natalie’s eye.  She took it off the pegboard and brought it to Richard hesitantly.

“Nervous?” Richard asked. “I agree it’s a big step, it seals our deal more formally. Is this the collar you want? As my slave, and toy?”

She swallowed a few times, unable to answer at first. When she did reply, her voice stayed steady. “Yes Master, please make this my collar.”

“My pleasure, slave.” Richard took the collar and carefully buckled it around Natalie’s neck. She shivered, leaned into his chest, taking a deep breath of his scent.

He tilted her head up and kissed her gently at first, then possessively, holding the back of her head. She clutched his shirt, then hooked her fingers over his belt.

“Mmm,” Richard broke the kiss, his voice husky. “Let’s find a more comfortable place.” He pulled her over to a large leather chair in the corner of the room.  As he sat, he pulled Natalie onto his lap.

Natalie straddled him and leaned back in for a kiss. She moaned as he pulled her dress down to expose her chest, pinning her arms.

Richard cupped both her breasts, gently squeezing. Natalie shifted to kiss along his neck, panting and nuzzling his collarbone.

His hands slid down her body, legs, and then back up her skirt, caressing up her through her stockings. She leaned back to present her breasts and gasped in a loud, “Oh!” when his lips closed around a nipple. His hands found her rear, and she flinched a little. His grip made it impossible for her to ignore the pullup she was wearing, and it wasn’t the only thing reminding her of it.

The need to pee was growing stronger and stronger. She shifted to straddle one of Richard’s thighs and the pressure helped, but also cast the need into relief.

He raked his nails across the small of her back, she shifted and felt his hard cock against her thigh. His hands were in her hair, pulling her in for a hard, possessive kiss. She was quivering with desire, and also with desperation. Natalie whimpered as she felt a few drops go, and managed to regain control.

“Master,” she panted, “Master please. Please, can I go?  Please, I can’t hold it.”

“Go ahead.” Richard said. “That’s what your pullup is for.”

“I can’t.” Natalie whimpered.  “Please, let me go to the bathroom, I’ll be fast!”

“No, not this time.” Richard squeezed her waist, eliciting another whimper. “Use your pullup.”

“No please.” Natalie begged. “I can’t, I’m sitting on you, I… I just can’t.” She squeezed her eyes shut tightly as a few more drops escaped.

“Go ahead slave.” Richard said softly, his hand pressing over her bladder. “Use your pullup, that’s an order.”

All control lost, Natalie gushed into the pullup. It was over faster than she expected, or at least the act was over fast. She shuddered as a wave of humiliation spread over her, sniffled when she felt the warmth spread across her crotch and rear.

“It’s okay.” Richard said gently, stroking Natalie’s hair.  “You’re a good girl, you did what you were supposed to do.”

Natalie sniffled, and shuddered again. She was panting, squirming, trying to escape her wet pullup and grind against it at the same time.

Richard kissed her again, then reached over for something, fumbling about with something to the side of the chair and on the ground. Natalie was frozen, her mind was burning with shame but her sex was burning with desire.

She felt something press against her soggy pullup, and then heard a click. Powerful vibrations thudded through the garment. She opened her eyes and cried out, watching herself grind involuntarily against the wand vibrator. Richard was holding her up while she writhed on his lap. There was a feeling like an explosion. Her vision filled with sparkles and she felt her throat hoarse from the scream she’d just left out.

The vibrator was relentless, and her vision sparked again, again, a third time. All she could hear was a roaring in her ears and the only feeling on her skin was electricity. When she came back to herself the vibrator was off, she was clinging to Richard, unabashedly pressed against his leg with her wet pullup. He stroked her hair, and back, gently kissed her while she cuddled and squirmed against him. 

Finally, after what seemed like forever, she found her voice.  “Wow.”

Richard chuckled, his deep voice rumbling against her in his chest. “I’ll say.”

“I can’t believe I did that.” Natalie protested, weakly.

“I’m proud of you.” Richard said, nodding when Natalie looked at him confused. “Yes. You had to have courage to do that, and you enjoyed it a lot. You’re a good girl.” He stroked her face gently.

Natalie snuggled against Richard for a while, burying her face in his neck.  Softly, muffled, she asked, “Did I… are you… are your pants ruined?”

“Not at all.” Richard said kindly. “I don’t think you went as much as you were afraid you did. It’s barely damp on my end.”

Relief washed over Natalie, and with it returned some of her arousal. She kissed his neck slowly.  “I can still feel you.” She said, gently pressing her thigh against his crotch. “What can I do for you, Master?”

“A VERY good girl.” Richard chuckled. “Slide down on the floor.  On your knees. Use your mouth.”

Natalie nodded, slipping down to the floor. Richard shed his pants quickly, his cock bouncing free and very erect. Natalie was glad to see he’d been telling the truth, there was a tiny wet spot on one leg but nothing more.

She squirmed out of the top of her dress and let it fall to her waist. Leaning forward, she brushed up his thighs with kisses, pressing her breasts against him. She’d planned to start slowly on his sex with licking, and kisses, but her Master had other ideas.

Taking her head firmly in his hands, Richard pushed himself into her mouth. It was direct, but slow enough for her to handle. When she pressed gently against him with her hands, he stopped pulling her down. Not one to fail to take a hint like that, Natalie sucked hard on Richard’s cock, bobbing her head up and down.

He was trembling already she noted, pleased to see that she wasn’t the only one really enjoying herself. She increased her pace and moaned around his cock, stroking the base with one hand. Moments later she herd him grunt, and he thrust to the back of her mouth. Warm, thick, and salty filled her mouth.

Almost she choked, but she managed to swallow, and keep sucking albeit more gently. She felt him tug her head back and let him slide out of her mouth, wiped away the bit that was dribbling down her chin.

“Mm, hot.” Kathryn’s voice came from behind her. 

Natalie turned and grinned at her girlfriend, wiping her mouth again. She didn’t mind Kathryn seeing her post-blowjob, but she was glad for the skirt hiding her pullup. Kathryn was standing there, naked but for her collar. Natalie envied the casual, sexy confidence that Kathryn could project like that.

“Yes it was.” Richard said.  “Good timing.”

“I woke up a bit ago.” Kathryn said. “But it wasn’t hard to find you once Natalie started screaming.”

Natalie giggled, shrugged her dress back up on her shoulders.

“Speaking of Natalie.” Richard said, leaning back with a contented sigh. “She had to go but I don’t think she’s quite ready for a change. Can you check for me?”

With the post-orgasm bliss gone, Natalie’s face flamed again as Kathryn approached her. She couldn’t believe how casually she was being discussed, still couldn’t feel comfortable with Kathryn and Richard talking about her pullups.

“Stand up Natalie.” Kathryn said, helping her girlfriend up in a businesslike way. Just as brusquely she flipped Natalie’s skirt up.  She gave Natalie a little push, bending her over with her hands on the arm of Richard’s chair. Natalie felt her stockings being peeled down, and hung her head as Kathryn closely inspected her pullup.

“You’re right, Master. The flower indicators have faded off, but it’s not that full.” She patted Natalie’s butt.

“Wait.” Natalie frowned. “You aren’t going to let me change?”

“Almost.” Richard said.  “I’m not going to change you.”

Natalie blushed at the correction. “But… it’s gross.”

“Those are good pullups.” Richard said, “With that small an accident you’re not wet at all anymore I bet. We’ll change you after your next one.”

“But but…” Natalie’s mind raced, searching for some argument that would get her a new pullup. “What if the furniture gets ruined?”

“Good point.” Richard said. “Kathryn, go get a pair of plastic pants, they’re over against that wall. There should be a pair that will fit her.”

“But…” Natalie protested.

“Don’t worry, we’ll put your stockings back on over the plastic.” Richard said.

“That’s not…” Natalie’s protests were ignored. She gave up when Richard took her arms and pulled her down to bend over the arm of the chair.

She hid her face against his leg as Kathryn stripped her stockings off, and slid a tight pair of plastic panties onto her. A quick swat on her bottom got a yelp out of her, and then her stockings were pulled back up her legs.

“I think she looks great that way, Master.” Kathryn said gleefully. Natalie shot her a dirty look.

“I’m glad you think so.” Richard said. “Now, I’ve got some work to do and we’ve got Natalie squared away but I need my other slave properly contained while that’s going on.”

“What?” Kathryn asked, confused.

“Kathryn, go get that chastity belt we measured for you last night. Bring it to me. Now.” Richard met Kathryn’s gaze with a serious look.

Kathryn swallowed nervously and nodded.  “Yes Master.” She said, meekly, and hurried to get the belt.

“Don’t want you being naughty while I’m distracted.” Richard chuckled. 

Natalie grinned, sitting on the chair arm and leaning against Richard. He’d been right, the pullup wasn’t really wet anymore, just a little squishy, and damp when she first sat.

Kathryn presented herself with the belt, a shining piece of steel that would lock around her waist, and another that would go between her legs, covering anything she’d like to have touched with a perforated sheet of metal.

Richard took his time locking her into it, stroking her hips, squeezing Kathryn’s ass, checking the fit several times more than was necessary. By the time he finished, Kathryn’s breath was coming faster, and she was giving Richard a plaintive look.

“Alright Kathryn, you can wear anything you like as long as that belt and your collar don’t come off, Natalie can show you the clothes room. The two of you amuse yourselves until this evening.” He pulled his pants back on and did them up. “Once I’m done with work, we can go back to the club.”

“Yes Master.” Kathryn said. “Will I get out of the belt by then?”

“Maybe if you’re good.” Richard smirked.

“Yes Master.” Kathryn pouted. She took Natalie’s hand.  “Come on Natalie, let’s let our Master work.”

Kathryn had already found the clothing room on her own, she led Natalie there without needing to ask the way. Once in the room she turned to Natalie and grinned at her.

“You look like you were really having fun!” She nuzzled her girlfriend’s nose. “Feeling better?”

“Yeah, I guess.” Natalie smiled shyly. “I mean, it’s still REALLY weird, but yeah…  That was fun.”

“Good!” Kathryn sighed happily. “I was worried about you.  And look at this outfit, you are super cute.” Natalie did a little curtsey in response.

“Though you do have cock-breath.” Kathryn smirked.

“You bitch.” Natalie stuck her tongue out at Kathryn.

Kathryn laughed, and started browsing the clothes. “I think the really weird is what you like. I didn’t realize you were so kinky all this time.”

Natalie squirmed, deliberately squishing her legs around the pullup.  It felt strange. Bulky, damp, and ever-present with the plastic pants hugging it to her body. She felt her nipples harden, couldn’t decide if her blush was desire or embarrassment.

“I don’t know. This is all really new. It’s hard.” Natalie sighed.

“You know what was hard was Richard.” Kathryn chuckled, and Natalie couldn’t help but join in. “He’s obviously a big fan.”

“Yeah, he likes it when I’m embarrassed.” Natalie dug around in the drawers, hoping to find some makeup.

“I didn’t realize it, but I like it when you’re embarrassed too.” Kathryn said.

“You do?” Natalie asked curiously.

“Yeah, like I said, I didn’t realize it before.” Kathryn tried on a clingy red top. “But you know I like teasing you, especially in public. I think I like embarrassing you. Maybe because it made it easier to turn you on.”

“Meanie.” Natalie couldn’t disagree, but she wasn’t sure it was just the embarrassment. Maybe the pullups had something to with it too. Or maybe they were just the most embarrassing thing she’d ever experienced.

“So have you explored this place much yet?” Kathryn asked, sliding herself into a short black skirt.

“Some of it.” Natalie pushed the drawers closed, plenty of accessories but no makeup. “It’s huge.”

“Yeah, this is going to be amazing!” Kathryn stepped over to Natalie and tucked some hair behind Nat’s ear. “You think maybe we could do more than just the first month?”

“Maybe.” Natalie looked away shyly. “I’m still getting used to it. You’re not the one in pullups!”

“And you’re not the one in chastity.” Kathryn stuck her tongue out at Natalie.

“Maybe I’d feel better about it if you let me change.” Natalie said mischievously. “I’ll put the plastic pants back on, but at least let me get a clean pullup.”

“And then when our Master finds out, I’m the one in trouble and I have to wear this belt for the next week?” Kathryn jingled the belt under her shirt.  “No way!”

“Aww, come on Kathryn.” Natalie pouted. “I’ll make it up to you.  I’ll um….”

“Go down on me?” Kathryn looked down at Natalie, hands on her hips.  “How you gonna do that through the belt?”

“I was trying to figure something else out!” Natalie pouted.  “Or you could just do it because I’m your girlfriend and you love me?”

“I do love you.” Kathryn said, kissing Natalie on the end of her nose. “But nothing is hurting you, and you’ll probably just end up loving it so no.”

Natalie sighed, frowning when Kathryn bapped her nose.

“If you’re so concerned, let’s get you to your next change faster.” Kathryn said, grabbing Natalie’s hand and leading her away.

“How?” Natalie said, as she was pulled along.  “And you don’t have to grab my hand every time!”

“You’re right.” Kathryn said, “I should get a leash.”

Natalie had no response to that, just a little heat between her legs.

“Here you are!” Kathryn said, motioning to the kitchen as they arrived.  “Plenty of water here, let’s pour you a big glass.”

“That’s your plan?” Natalie grumped.

“It’s going to happen sooner or later.” Kathryn said. “Course, if you hold off, maybe you won’t need to go until we’re already at the club. Then you’ll be wearing that wet pullup down there.” She poured a large water glass, held it out to Natalie.

Natalie’s eyes went wide in horror. “Fine, you win.” She took the glass from Kathryn and took a few big gulps.

“Drink it all down sweetie.” Kathryn said, smirking. “Then I’ll pour you a second glass.”

Natalie’s only response was a glare.

“In the meantime, let’s check out the balcony!” Kathryn bounced on her toes.

“There’s a balcony?” Natalie asked.

“Oh yeah!” Kathryn said.  “A huge one!”  She reached for Natalie, then stopped short, grinned.

Natalie rolled her eyes and held out her wrist to be grabbed.

On the other side of the living room, past what looked like an art gallery, a door let them out onto a gardened balcony. Steppingstones wound across green grass, between trees and shrubs in large pots.

Kathryn wiggled her toes in the grass in delight, then jogged over to the railing. Sturdy metal bars framed glass panels at waist height. Natalie lagged behind, taking gulps of her water. When Kathryn leaned over the rail to look down the building, her stomach lurched! She had to sink to her knees to keep from falling over.

Kathryn turned and leaned against the balcony. “You fall?”

“Be careful!” Natalie said. “I can’t believe you just leaned over that.”

“I can’t decide if you’re a big baby or an old lady, all worried about that.” Kathryn teased, walking over to Natalie.  “Oh wait, I bet if I lift up your skirt I’ll be able to decide…”

Natalie blushed, frustrated that she could still be embarrassed by being teased that way. “Shouldn’t I be used to those jokes by now? They’ve been making them all day.”

“If I was really a baby I’d cry until you changed me.” Natalie managed, then finished off her drink.

“Ooh, now you’re getting into it.” Kathryn plopped down on the grass next to Natalie. “I’m glad you’re having fun.”

“I’m not sure it’s fun.” Natalie said.

“But it is hot.” Kathryn said, reaching over and pushing Natalie down on her back. She straddled her girlfriend, hands to either side of Natalie’s head.

“Yes.” Natalie whispered.

“What was that?” Kathryn said. “Louder.”

“Yes.” Natalie said quietly, looking away.

“Yes what?” Kathryn pressed.

“Yes, it’s hot.” Natalie squirmed on the grass.

“Wetting yourself is hot?” Kathryn asked relentlessly. “Having your girlfriend and your master change you is hot? Walking around in wet pullups is hot?”

Natalie shut her eyes, whimpering.  She nodded, then managed.  “Yes Kathryn. All of those things are hot.”

Kathryn grinned, and grabbed Natalie’s wrists, pinning her.  She lay down on the other girl, kissing her deeply, exploring Natalie’s mouth with her tongue.

“Surprisingly, it’s hot for me too.” Kathryn said as she pulled back.  “Or maybe it’s surprisingly hot. Either way, better not get too worked up with this belt on.” 

“Why not?” Natalie’s eyes flashed mischievously. She reached up and cupped Kathryn’s generous breasts, gently stroking them through the shirt. “Would that be so bad?”

Kathryn moaned, then bit her lip.  “Stop that, you know I can’t do anything about it.”

Natalie giggled.  “Well there’s lots of things you can do.  You can kiss me, play with my tits. You can strip me naked.” She wriggled under Kathryn.  “Oh, I guess you will soon, when you make me wet myself again.  You’ll have to strip me down and change me.” 

Natalie’s heart thudded. Despite her bold words she was getting embarrassed again.  Teasing Kathryn was enough fun to keep her going, otherwise she was sure she’d stutter to a stop.

Kathryn moaned again, pulled away from Natalie slowly. “You’re terrible! You know I can’t get off like this.”

Natalie sat up, rolling over on top of Kathryn as she tried to escape. “I’m not terrible, I’m just turned on.  I want you, Kathryn.”

It was true, Natalie realized, she wanted nothing more than to make out with her girlfriend… in the pullup, not despite it.

“You are going to be in big trouble if you keep this up.” Kathryn squirmed out from under Natalie.

“Oh yeah?” Natalie clung to Kathryn, burying her face in her girlfriend’s breasts. Kathryn shuddered and lay back for a moment which gave Natalie time to get under her top. For a few minutes Kathryn lay there, moaning and squirming, until Natalie got her mouth around one of Kathryn’s nipples.

“Oh god no.” Kathryn groaned and reluctantly forced herself out from under Natalie.  “Damn you, I can’t get off in this thing.”

“Have you tried?” Natalie grinned cheekily, kicking her feet in the grass.

“Yes!” Kathryn sighed.  “He made me try a couple of them until we found one that fits so I can’t feel anything.”

“Oooh, he’s sneaky.” Natalie pulled her skirt up and rubbed her pullup. It was nothing compared to the vibrator, but it felt good. She was warm, and wet from more than just her earlier accident in it.

“Oh no you don’t.” Kathryn said, hopping to her feet.  “You are not going to get off while I’m stuck.”

“So stop me.” Natalie slid a hand inside her pullup, closed her eyes and moaned.

“I think maybe you forgot how things used to go.” Kathryn said.  She grabbed Natalie’s shoulders and twisted her around onto her belly.  With strength that always managed to surprise Natalie, she pulled the smaller girl over her lap. “Just because we have a new Master doesn’t mean you and I are on the same level.  You’re still my sub.”

Natalie squirmed, making no attempt to get off Kathryn’s lap.  “Really?”

“Yes!” Kathryn stroked Natalie’s hair.  “Were you really worried about that?”

“Maybe a little.” Natalie looked down.

“I’m sorry sweetie.” Kathryn said. “For letting you worry about that, and for how your ass is about to feel.”

“Wait, what?” Natalie protested, but it was too late.  She felt Kathryn yank her stockings, plastic pants, and pullups down in one quick motion.

“OW!” Natalie cried out as the first spank came down on her ass. “That’s way harder than you normally start!”

“You have been a very naughty girl in the last ten minutes.” Kathryn said. “I told you that you were going to get it.”

Natalie whimpered, and braced for the next strike.

When it came, it came with friends. Kathryn smacked Natalie across one cheek, then the other, raining spanks down until her own hand stung. Natalie cried out with each smack, then her cries became blubbering. Kathryn rubbed her hand in the grass to cool it.

“Starting to realize that what you did was bad?” She asked. 

“Yes mistress…” Natalie looked over her shoulder anxiously.  “What do you mean by starting?”

“I mean we’re at the halfway point.” Kathryn said, arching a brow.

“Kathryn, I mean Mistress, please, no…” Natalie whimpered, sniffled.

“Here it comes!” Kathryn raised her hand and began spanking again.  Blow after blow after blow, turning Natalie’s smooth pale cheeks rosy, blushed, then deep red.

By the time the second round stopped, Natalie was softly crying, hands gripping the grass.

“Are you sorry for what you did, Natalie?” Kathryn asked, gently stroking the girl’s tender ass.

“Yes Mistress.” Natalie nodded vigorously.

“Are you going to be a good girl for a while?” Kathryn continued.

“Yes Mistress!” Natalie looked back worriedly.

“Yes dear, your spanking is done.” Kathryn brushed some tears from Natalie’s cheek. “Let’s get you fixed up.  I’m sure there’s some diaper cream or something around that will soothe your butt.”

Natalie blushed deeply. With all the sass knocked out of her, she felt the embarrassment burn her again. It got worse when Kathryn walked her back to the diaper room with her pullups still pulled just below her rear. Worse again when Kathryn bent her over the changing table and spread lotion over her cheeks.

The lotion did feel good though, spreading cool over her burning cheeks. The spanking had done nothing to cool her down between her legs, and the lotion only got her more excited. She hoped Kathryn would keep going, even wiggled her rear a little, but knew better than to express her frustration when Kathryn pulled her pullup and the rest back up.

“Now, let’s get you ready for tonight.” Kathryn said.

“What do you mean?” Natalie asked.

“You still want a change before we go clubbing, right?” Kathryn ruffled Natalie’s hair.

“Oh, another glass of water?” Natalie sighed.

“No.” Kathryn said.  “Three more. Don’t pout! You want to be changed before the club or not?”

“Yes Mistress.” Natalie nodded.

With three full glasses of water, they settled down in the media room. Kathryn let Natalie pick the YouTube videos, but only if she drank a quarter of a glass for each one.  After the first couple, Natalie started picking longer and longer videos.  Even so, she was uncomfortably full by the time the twelfth video wrapped up.

“Ugh, now I’m sloshing.” She complained.

“The best thing to get rid of that feeling is a walk.” Kathryn said.

“We can’t go out!” Natalie protested.

“No silly.” Kathryn smiled.  “Around the penthouse. We still haven’t seen the whole thing.”

“Oh.” Natalie nodded.  “Okay.”

“First stop is the toy room.” Kathryn said.  “I do want to get that leash.”

Natalie stuck her tongue out at Kathryn, but followed happily along, picking out a matching leash for her collar. When the metal clasp clicked across her collar’s ring, she relaxed a little. 

“Kathryn is in charge, I don’t have to worry.” She thought.

The first hallway they tried was mostly rooms they’d already seen, though there were a surprising number of guest rooms now that they had the presence of mind to count them. Each had its own bathroom, which Kathryn gleefully pointed out to Natalie.

“Let’s leave the art gallery for later.” Kathryn said.  “Looked like there was some really cool stuff in there, I’d rather take my time.”

“Okay.” Natalie smiled, sticking close to her girlfriend. “I saw a library over by the office.” She pointed.

“Oh, I haven’t been down that way.” Kathryn tugged playfully on the leash, Natalie scampered along behind.

They found the library easily enough, as well as a wine storage room, a big formal dining room, and a laundry room. Kathryn paused in the latter and tugged on Natalie’s leash.

“This will be handy I bet.” She grinned. “For cleaning up your clothes.  I bet your clothes from last night are in here somewhere.”

“Stop it.” Natalie squirmed.  Her bladder was already bothering her, but she still couldn’t bring herself to just casually wet.

“Well they’d have to be.” Kathryn backed Natalie up against the wall.  “Your shorts and panties were positively soaked.”

Natalie looked away, squirming some more. “You’re the one making me do this.”

“I wasn’t the one that made you wet yourself last night.” Kathryn retorted. “In the elevator, or in the bed after our Master put a pullup on you.”

Natalie blushed scarlet, unable to respond. “It’s true, I did wet myself.  In the elevator apparently.  And I peed myself in my sleep.”

“That’s what started this whole game.” Kathryn said, grabbing Natalie’s chin and forcing her to look up. “You’re the reason you’re wearing a pullup right now.”

“I was really drunk!” Natalie whined.

“You never let me off the hook for things I do drunk.” Kathryn reminded her.  Natalie looked away again.

“How’s your bladder?” Kathryn reached down and pressed on Natalie’s abdomen.

“Hey, stop!” Natalie whined.  She felt a trickle get loose, but managed to stop herself.

“Already huh?” Kathryn grinned.  “Don’t worry, I won’t force you.  But the longer you wait the more wet you’re going to be.”

Natalie reached down to stroke her pullup. Her face flaming, torn between embarrassment and a desire to feel that pleasure again. “She’s right, but I just can’t do it.  I can’t just go in my panties… or pullup, whatever.”

“Oooh, are you putting on a show?” Kathryn said.

“I thought you told me not to.” Natalie retorted, pulling her hand away from her crotch.

“That was then. This is now, and a LOT closer to when I will hopefully get my belt off.” Kathryn tugged the leash, and pulled Natalie into the hall, looking for a suitable location. She settled on the living room, pulling Natalie over in front of one of the huge windows.

“The next thing you are going to do, sub, is sit down and pull up your skirt.” Kathryn said in a stern tone.  “Then you’re going to play with yourself through those plastic pants until you either come or wet yourself.”

“Ka-…” She bit her lip when Kathryn frowned.  “Mistress, please don’t make me.”

“Oh, I am making you do this.” Kathryn leaned in, looking Natalie closely in the eyes.  “Do you understand, sub?  I am making you do this.”

Natalie shivered, and nodded.  Some of the paralyzing embarrassment receded.  “Kathryn is in charge.”

Slowly, Natalie kneeled down. Kathryn detached the leash.  “All the way on your butt, sub.”

“Yes Mistress.” Natalie sat, spreading her legs and gathering up her skirt.  She looked down at her crotch. Spiderweb stockings spread across bright red plastic. She could feel the bulk of the pullup pressing against her. It felt a little damper.

“That might have been more than a few drops.” She thought. “Or maybe my pussy is just that wet…”

She swallowed hard and looked up at Kathryn. Getting a nod from her mistress, she started rubbing.  At first, there wasn’t much to feel. A lot of layers were between her sex and her hand. She rubbed harder, and felt desire flooding back in.

Kathryn sat down on a nearby chair to watch, her eyes gleaming.

Natalie kept rubbing, even harder now. A soft moan escaped her lips, and she had to brace herself with her other hand. The pullup was squishing rhythmically against her sec, wet and warming fast. She started panting, whined as her bladder felt ready to burst.

“If I come before I wet, I win.” She thought.  Somehow it made sense, or at least gave her the motivation to keep holding it.

Kathryn watched hungrily, her hands wandering over her breasts.  “That’s it baby.” She said. “Piss yourself.”

“No.” Natalie whined, but just the mention of it made her squirt a bit into her pullups. She moaned louder, the soft material was soaking now, and really warm. She bit down on her lip and rubbed for all she was worth, trying to hold it in with sheer pressure.

Kathryn panted, reached for her crotch and pawed at the belt, but it was no use. She went for her nipples instead, pinching them and moaning.  “You can’t hold it.” She said.

“Yes I…” Natalie’s eyes went wide as the floodgates opened.  A huge stream escaped her, far more than in the toy room.  The warm wet flooded across her crotch, her rear, even up to the band of the pullups. She was swimming in it.  Tears leaked from her eyes, she stopped rubbing herself for fear the plastic pants would leak.

“Good girl!” Kathryn cried. “Wow, you really filled that thing!”

Shame and discomfort mixed with her memories of waking up in a strange room wearing a soaked pullup.  Natalie cried out as a tiny orgasm swept over her, then flopped on her back. She could feel tiny streams on her rear and thighs, the plastic pants had leaked, but just a little.

Kathryn let her lie there for a bit, then pulled Natalie insistently to her feet. “Okay hon, time to get you changed.”

Natalie turned a tear streaked face up to Kathryn.  “Yes please.”

“But first let’s show our Master.” Kathryn smiled.

Natalie trembled.  “No, no please!  Just change me please Mistress.”

“I’m sure he wants proof that we followed his instructions.” Kathryn said.  “No arguments. We’re going to see him now.”

Natalie hung her head.  She could still feel tiny leaks making their way down her legs.  She wasn’t sure how much worse it would get on a walk to the office but she was sure she’d be a mess.

The leash clipped onto her collar ring again, and Natalie felt it tug.  She followed along, head down, her head swimming with humiliation as much as her crotch was swimming in wet.

The walk to the office was uncomfortable. Little pools of wet had gathered at the legs of Natalie’s plastic pants, leaking slightly any time she took a longer step. Her stockings were soaking around her crotch, with the wetness spreading down her legs little by little. She was so absorbed with her situation that she was surprised to find herself suddenly in front of Richard’s desk. He’d said something to Kathryn, she was heading out of the room.

“Lift your skirt Natalie.” Richard said. She complied, hanging her head.

“How do you feel?” He asked.

“Gross Master.” She whined. “This is really uncomfortable.”

“I bet.” Richard said gently. “Well, don’t worry, we’ll get you fixed up, and make sure this doesn’t happen to you when we’re at the club tonight.”

“Thank you Master.” She sniffled.

Richard stepped out from behind the desk and stroked Natalie’s hair. “I’m proud of you for how well you’re obeying. Did you have fun with Kathryn?”

“Yes.” She nodded. “But it’s too much now.”

“I understand.” He looked behind Natalie and waved Kathryn in. “Just set that down on the floor.”

Natalie looked behind her to see Kathryn placing a water resistant blanket on the floor. Without being asked, she hiked her skirt up higher and lay down on it.

“Good girl!” Richard beamed at Natalie. “You must really want to get changed.”

“Yes Master.” Natalie said. She hesitated, then quietly added, “Please change me.”

“Very good. I think you just earned yourself a reward.” Richard pulled down Natalie’s stockings, handing them to Kathryn.  She placed them in a bag she’d brought. Natalie looked over to see a small pile of changing supplies and looked away with a blush.

When Richard pulled down her plastic pants the liquid pooled on her legs was finally gone. Though Richard didn’t make any complaint, Natalie’s stomach flopped as she thought about him handling her pee. She covered her face with her hands.

“You’re okay.” Richard said gently, removing Natalie’s sopping pullup. “Almost clean.” Natalie just whimpered in response.

Incredibly thorough wiping with a wet wipe made Natalie feel as open and exposed as she’d ever been. He wiped her legs, rear, sex, even spread her cheeks to wipe between them. Natalie felt heat growing in her belly as she surrendered to the cleaning. She’d never felt so completely controlled and owned by anyone before. Her nipples hardened, she felt herself get wet again, this time with desire. She was braced for lotion, but not for the finger that slide along her wet sex. She gasped, arching her back.

“You’ve been so good, my sexy slave.” Richard said. “Here’s your reward. If you can stay good all through tonight, you can take a break from the diapers after we get back from the club, and I’ll take you to bed tonight. Sound good?”

“Yes please!” Natalie moaned, bit her lip. “And if you want me right now…” She wiggled her hips enticingly.

“You haven’t been THAT good, and I still need to finish up a bit of work.” Richard chuckled. “Ready to finish up being changed?”

“Yes master!” Natalie said brightly.  She lay back and relaxed as Richard coated her hips, rear, and crotch with lotion. She tried to wiggle into the touches a bit. He didn’t reward her with more sexy touches but didn’t admonish her either.

She giggled softly as she was lightly powdered, then lifted her rear at Richard’s guiding touch. It took her a moment to realize that nothing had been pulled up her legs. She looked down as Richard wrapped a diaper around her crotch, and fastened the tapes.

“Oh uh, it’s not a pullup?” She asked, hesitant to complain since she didn’t want to lose her reward.

“No, I don’t want you to be upset at the club like you just were if you have a big accident.” Richard said.

“They aren’t accidents.” Natalie thought, “You’re making me do it!”  Still, she couldn’t bring herself to be upset. She certainly didn’t want to be dripping in public. “Okay, that makes sense Master.”

Now securely fastened, the diaper felt much more bulky than the pullup. She wiggled her legs experimentally generating a louder crinkle as well.

“Comfortable, Natalie?” Richard stroked her legs.

“Yes Master.” She sat up, patted the bulk between her legs. “It’s weird. And… louder.”

“Luckily the music in the club can cover up anything.” Richard chuckled. He pulled Natalie into his lap and gave her a hug.  She leaned into it, and wiggled her padded bottom into his lap.

“What do you think, Kathryn?” Richard said, pulling Natalie’s skirt up to flash Kathryn. “How does our sub look?”

“I think she looks even better in the diaper.” Kathryn grinned. Natalie blushed, though this time she was smiling through it.

“Makeup should be getting delivered soon, can you get her all ready for the club for me?” Richard asked.

“Yes Master.” She said, gathering up the diaper supplies and trash. “We’ll let you get back to work.”

Natalie hopped up in response to a pat on her rear. She turned in time to get a kiss from Richard, then another butt-pat and was sent off on her way. She scooted out of the room and followed Kathryn to the laundry.

“Do I get to pick my own clothes out?” Natalie asked.

“Maybe, sometimes.” Kathryn said, dumping the soiled clothes and trash. “But a lot of time Richard or I are going to decide. In fact, I think I’m going to do your makeup today.”

Natalie pouted. “Why? I do my makeup great!”

Kathryn smiled, guiding Natalie against the laundry room wall. “I know you do baby.” She said. “But I’m starting to figure out just how much you like being controlled.  Your face when Richard was cleaning you off was amazing.”

Natalie bit her lip and looked up at Kathryn through her lashes. “I mean, I like it, but all the time?”

“Maybe not ALL the time.” Kathryn said, pinning Natalie’s wrists against the wall.  “But a lot of the time. We’re going to make lots of decisions for you.  We’re going to choose what you eat, and clean you when you need it. We’re going to pick your clothes, change your diapers, and take care of you.  You’re going to be controlled a lot of the time.”

“Ohhhh.” Natalie swallowed hard, feeling her crotch warm up, tingle. “I’m really turned on but I don’t have that wet panties feeling.” She thought. “That part is kind of nice.”

“It’s kind of amazing to watch this happen.” Kathryn said. “You’re blushing again, but this time because you’re turned on.”

“It’s really sexy.” Natalie said softly. “I’m worried about you though. Didn’t we talk about making me a 24/7 sub a while back?”

“We did, and I said it was too much work.  But now I have someone to help me. Richard will oversee you sometimes, and I get a break. I get a break from being his sub when I’m being your dom. It works out great for us.” Kathryn leaned in and nuzzled Natalie’s cheek. “And you don’t want a break from being our sub, do you?”

“No, I don’t.” Natalie kissed Kathryn on the neck. “At least, not now. If I do need one, is it okay?”

“Yes darling.” Kathryn released Natalie, gently caressed her cheek. “You just let us know, and we’ll take care of you however you need.”

“Thank you, Mistress.” Natalie said, posing demurely.

“Oooh, I hate this belt.” Kathryn said. “I really want you right now.”

“I’m sorry Mistress.” Natalie said. “Is there anything I can do?”

“Not that wouldn’t make it worse right now.” Kathryn chuckled and sighed. “Let’s go see if the delivery is here, and get you all dressed.”

Natalie nodded. “Yes Mistress!”

By the time they made it to the club floor, Natalie realized she had gotten used to the larger diaper. Mercifully she was allowed a longer skirt, black and pleated to hide anything embarrassing.

“All the attention will be going upward anyway.” She thought, plucking at the diaphanous black top that showed more than just tantalizing glimpses without a bra.

Richard had let her pre-game a little, a single shot of fireball had her in a warm, happy state. “I look sexy, I’m at the club with my girlfriend and our master, and I have a little secret.” She giggled.

Richard looked down and smiled at Natalie.  “Glad you’re already having fun. Do you need a drink?”

“Yes please!” Natalie said, batting her lashes at Richard.

“Anything you want.” He replied. “But you get a glass of water with every one.  I don’t want you as far gone as you were last night.”

“This is the most taken care of I’ve ever felt with a dom.” Natalie thought, nodding to Richard.  “Ouzo please!”

“Ouzo and water for Natalie, wine for me.” Richard said to Kathryn. “Anything you want for yourself, but I’d pick something with a straw.”

“Yes master.” Kathryn strutted over to the bar.

“She looks fierce!” Natalie thought, watching her girlfriend appreciatively. Kathryn was wearing sandals that laced up her legs with leather straps. A barely-there thong was all else she had on below the waist. Her top was a leather harness and body paint in black and purple. The harness hooked into the high necked posture collar securely locked with a padlock.

“You like that look on her?” Richard asked.  He took a seat and pulled Natalie into his lap.

“It’s hot!” Natalie nuzzled Richard’s jaw. “I’m really impressed she’s brave enough to wear it.”

“I am too.” Richard smiled.  “She has a great body, I’m glad she feels confidant in it.  How about you? Feeling brave?” He slipped his hand under Natalie’s skirt and lightly squeezed her diaper.

“Right now I am!” Natalie grinned, wiggling her rear into Richard’s lap.

“Good girl.” Richard pulled Natalie in for a slow kiss. She pressed up against him, feeling her cheeks pleasantly warm.

They stayed at the table just long enough for Natalie to gulp down her drink and half her water. Out on the dance floor they were the center of attention. The night was a cycle of dancing to a few songs, coming back to the table for another drink, and back out on the floor.  By the third cycle Natalie was buzzed enough to make out with her girlfriend on the dance floor.

By the fifth cycle, even Richard was out on the floor with them. He looked good in his black silks. Natalie was feeling the need to go pretty badly, and realized that nobody would have any idea if she did. With a wicked grin she let go, feeling her crotch go warm and wet. The diaper was a lot better at absorbing than the pullups, Natalie could pretend that she was just really turned on.

“Or maybe it’s not just pretend.” Natalie thought, watching Kathryn’s sweat-streaked breasts bounced in front of her. “I can’t wait to get upstairs with the two of them!”

Back at the table for a longer rest, Natalie was catching her breath on Richard’s lap. She was trying a crantini but the sheer amount of water she’d had so far made it hard to get more booze down. “I guess Master’s plan is working.” She thought, giddy.

“Still feeling alright Kathryn?” Richard asked. 

“Yes Master.” She smiled demurely.

“I don’t think I’ve ever seen Kathryn in subspace before.” Natalie watched curiously.

“And you, Natalie? Need to go?” Richard smirked.

“I already did!” Natalie giggled.

Richard laughed.  “Somebody is feeling pretty bold!” He slid his hand under her skirt to check.  “You sure did. But you’ve been drinking a lot.  Can you go again for me right now?”

“I guess I kind of need to again.” Natalie thought. She locked eyes with Richard and relaxed, feeling another trickle of wet and warm. “Yes Master.”

“Hmm, I see there’s a good little diaper slave in there.” Richard said, squishing the sodden crotch of Natalie’s diaper. “You just need a little confidence.”

“I still get a break tonight, right?” Natalie bounced on Richard’s lap.  “I’ve been good, haven’t I Master?”

“You’ve been very good.” Richard reached over to tug Kathryn’s collar ring, eliciting a moan from her.  “Both of you have.”

“Need to dance more?” He asked.  “Or do you want me to take you upstairs?”

“I could go upstairs.” Natalie said. The diaper was feeling a little clammy.

Kathryn just watched Richard obediently.

“Looks like Kathryn will do whatever she’s told, isn’t that right, slave?” Richard, cupped her breast, drawing out a long moan from Kathryn. 

“Yes Master.” She said dreamily. She kept her gaze on Richard as he wiped some body paint off onto her thigh.

“I think you girls are ready for the next part of the evening.” Richard grinned. “Up, both of you.”

—

Back in the penthouse, Richard took them directly to the changing room. Natalie had to wait while Kathryn was secured to the end of the changing table via a chain to her collar.  Richard buckled a gag securely into her mouth, and cuffed her hands behind her back. She trembled gently, her eyes unfocused and dreamy.

“Good girl.” Richard said, patting Kathryn’s cheek.  She swayed a little.  “I’m going to get Natalie cleaned up, and then we’re both going to use you.  It’s Natalie’s treat night after all.”

Kathryn nodded slowly, her nipples hardening.

Richard smiled, and turned to Natalie.  “Let’s get you undressed!” She braced herself gently on him as he stripped her of her top, skirt, stockings and shoes, leaving her in just a collar and diaper.

“You’re pretty wet.” Richard looked down at Natalie’s diaper. “I see you got used to having a bigger diaper on fast.”

Natalie blushed, but just a little.  She was feeling too floaty from all the alcohol to be really embarrassed. “Yes Master. Will you change me please?”

Richard patted the changing table, and helped Natalie up onto it. She lay back and shivered as the diaper came off. The feeling of excruciating intimacy was back, and she felt a bit of a quaver in her belly. Richard’s gentle touches with the wipes soothed her, she relaxed and closed her eyes. 

She was so relaxed that she was caught off guard when Richard pulled a pair of soft cotton panties onto her.  Natalie shifted up on her elbows and looked down at her crotch, then up at Richard.

“Not what you were expecting?” Richard said.  “You had forgotten all about your break, didn’t you? You were expecting another diaper.”

“Only because I’m on a changing table! I don’t want one!” Natalie blushed deeply. “I uh… I just got confused.”

“Don’t worry.” Richard said, guiding Natalie off the changing table and into a cotton sleep-shirt. “Your break will be over tomorrow.”

Natalie wrinkled her nose, and got her hair ruffled by Richard.

“Now, I’m going to take you to bed, and Kathryn is going to serve both of us.” Richard pulled Natalie close, cupping her breast. “Still want that?”

Natalie moaned, feeling damp between her legs again.  “Yes Master, please?”

The pajamas were making her sleepy. Or maybe it was all the booze.  Natalie was in a bit of a daze when they arrived in the bedroom. Still very hot, but feeling like she was in a dream.

Richard undressed and climbed into bed with her, holding her close.  Their lips met while his hands explored her body through the shirt. She moaned, and squirmed against him, caressing his muscled arms and chest.

Kathryn was directed up on the bed, out of her thong and sandals but with the rest still showing her off. At Richard’s direction she put a hand between her legs and swayed on her knees. Kathryn’s soft moans had Natalie’s panties completely soaked, she reached down to stroke Richard’s cock while she watched.

Before too long she was on her back, Richard having pulled her panties off and away. He slid into her, the feeling was so sexy, so gentle, so full. Natalie clung to Richard, moaning, pulling him close. When they moved together the whole world went away for Natalie. There was only Richard’s bulk, his scent, his cock stretching her sex. She saw stars twice before she heard him groan and felt warm spread inside of her.

It took a while to catch her breath.  The dreamy feeling was getting stronger.  She barely noticed Kathryn crawl up to clean Richard’s cock with her tongue. An electric feeling ran through her when Kathryn’s tongue turned to her sex. Richard held her down while Kathryn lapped expertly at her sex. Natalie was lifted out of quiet relaxation, higher, higher, and she cried out gratefully on the bed.

There wasn’t a lot she could remember after that.  Thick covers, cool sheets, and strong arms around her.  She settled back against Richard’s warm body and was out like a light.

“Natalie, Natalie.” Richard’s voice was kind, but a little firm for waking someone up.  “Natalie, you need to wake up now.”

She blinked, made a grumpy noise. “Couldn’t he let me sleep in a little?”

“Natalie, get up now.” Richard’s voice was losing its kind tone. “You had an accident.”

The words ran cold horror through her, Natalie started up, disoriented.  “Wh-what?”

Richard was standing by the bed, dressed in a bathrobe. Kathryn was there too, wearing a black teddy and her usual collar. Natalie gazed down in horror at the puddle around her rear. Her sleep-shirt was soaked partway up her back. The sheets were wet in a dammingly large circle around her.

“I. No!” Natalie whimpered.  “This isn’t… I don’t…” Her protests fell silent as the smell reached her and her cheeks burned in shame.

“Kathryn says this isn’t usual for you.” Richard said.  “I think it’s probably because of the game we’re playing.  We know you like being humiliated a lot. I guess your subconscious is making that happen for you.”

All Natalie could do was stare down at her mess and whimper.

“However it happened.” Richard said, “You’re going to get a punishment. If you need diapers you need to ask for them, and not get my bed dirty when you’re supposed to be getting a reward.”

“I didn’t mean to.” Natalie said in a small voice.

“You didn’t do this at home, so I think at least part of you meant to do this.” Richard took Natalie’s arm.

She obediently climbed out of bed, not wanting to be in any more trouble. Richard turned her, and before she knew what was happening, Natalie found herself bent over the bed, her soaked shirt pulled up to her back.

“M-master…” She quavered.

“Hush.” Richard said firmly. “The first part of your punishment is a spanking.”

Natalie laid her head on the bed and braced herself.

Richard’s hand came down, and Natalie yelped.  Not as hard as the hardest Kathryn would spank, but hard enough to sting. A dozen spanks left her rear hot and quivering. She sniffled, tears leaking down her cheeks.

“The next time you get a break, are you either going to be a big girl, or ask for a diaper?” Richard asked, pulling Natalie back to her feet.

“Yes master.” She whimpered.

“You’d better, or it’ll be a much bigger spanking next time.” Richard tweaked her nose. “Now, Kathryn is going to get you cleaned up and diapered. Be a good girl.”

Natalie nodded. She let Kathryn pull her away by the arm without resisting.

“Natalie, what is going on?” Kathryn asked when they reached the changing room.

“I don’t know.” Natalie whimpered. 

“Did you do it on purpose?” Kathryn guided Natalie into the bathroom, stripped her down.

“No!” Natalie protested.  “Please Kat, you have to believe me.”

“Richard is upset.” Kathryn said, frowning. “He woke up in it.”

Natalie cringed, driven silent by a wave of humiliation.

“It’s not that you’ve NEVER done this before.” Kathryn said. “You did wet the bed once that I remember. I helped you clean up and didn’t say anything.”

Natalie chewed her lip. “I’ve never done it more than once a year!”

“Did you stop with me because I didn’t make a big deal out of it?” Kathryn walked Natalie over to the toilet and sat her down. “Because you didn’t get your big humiliation turn on?”

“No!” Natalie pouted.  “I don’t know why it happens.”

“Happens?” Kathryn’s brows raised.  “It’s happened more than this weekend, and last year?”

Natalie looked down again.

“Well.” Kathryn said after a few moments. “Maybe this is a better game for you than I realized.”

“I’m sorry Kat.” Natalie whispered.

“It will be okay.” Kathryn stroked Natalie’s hair.  “Now, do your thing so we can get you cleaned up and dressed.”

Natalie looked up at Kathryn in confusion.  “You’re going to stand there?”

Kathryn nodded.  “Come on, I know you have to go.”

“But Kat….” Natalie squirmed.  “It’s not pee, it’s…”

“I know, so come on.” Kathryn tapped her foot.

“I can’t with you watching!” Natalie protested.

“Oh please.” Kathryn said, exasperated. “We had a tiny apartment.  You pooped while I was two feet away getting dressed all the time.”

Her stinging rear and guilt overcame her humiliation.  Natalie buried her face in her hands and let go, trembling on the toilet. Once she’d cleared herself, Natalie hopped up, hurriedly wiping.

“That was weird, but at least it’s Kat.” Natalie thought. “Feels kind of familiar or something.”

Natalie stayed in the shower until Kathryn opened the door and turned the water off.  It was nice to hide for a bit, and the hot water had relaxed away a lot of the shame. She stood docile, letting Kathryn dry her off. No protest when Kathryn directed her to the changing table either.

Her feet here hiked up, and she felt a cool wipe on her rear. “Kat?” She asked.

“Looks like you missed a spot.” Kathryn said, wiping carefully around Natalie’s anus.

Humiliation came crashing down on her again. “I can take care of it!” Natalie whimpered.

“It’s already done.” Kathryn tossed the wipes. She held up a slim silver butt-plug for Natalie to see.

“Why that?” Natalie lay half curled up on the changing table.

“You’re going to be in a diaper a long time today.” Kathryn said. “While Richard and I are getting the apartment moved. You don’t have to wear this, but if you don’t, you might use the diaper for what you just did.”

“You’re going to leave me alone?” Natalie whimpered. 

“We’ll be in and out.” Kathryn said.  “But we’ll be gone for a while at a time, and we’re not going to be changing you until the evening.”

“But…” Natalie whimpered.

“This is part of your punishment.” Kathryn said. “Now, do you want it or not?”

Natalie screwed her eyes shut, and nodded. She whimpered when her legs were lifted to her chest again, and cold lube worked around and into her ass. The plug went in easily enough, a constant reminder that made her feel like she had to go.

Lotion soothed her hot rear. She sighed, and relaxed into the pampering. “Almost literally.” She thought, chuckling to her self. Baby powder followed, still a weird smell but something she got used to fast. When Kathryn got out the diapers, Natalie looked up in puzzlement. There was a lot being grabbed! She tried to say something, but was shushed by Kathryn before she could get a word out.

She could only watch in fascinated horror as Kathryn slid not one but two diapers under her rear. A thick booster pad went in as well. Kathryn grunted as she taped the large diapers closed. Natalie tried moving a little, and flushed yet again as she realized she couldn’t close her legs.

“Between all these you should be able to go a day without changes.” Kathryn said. “Which is good, because that’s what’s going to happen.”

Natalie whimpered.  “I’m sorry Kat, really!”

“I’m sure you are.” Kathryn said.  “And I’m sure you will be too.”

Defeated, Natalie didn’t have the will to struggle as she was dressed in an adult-size onesie. Not even when Kathryn locked bondage mittens around her hands. She did balk finally, when Kathryn walked her into the living room.

An adult size crib was set up in the middle of the room.  It had a top, and one of the sides was folded open. A massive padlock stood open on the open side. The inside had a few blankets, and a plastic thermos with a rubble nipple on the lid instead of a spigot.

“Kat… no, please.  That’s a cage!” Natalie whined.

“Did you miss the part where you’re being punished?” Kathryn said, dragging Natalie to the crib. “It’s more of a crib anyway.”

“That’s even worse!” Natalie protested.

“You already fucked things up today.” Kathryn said, starting to get upset. “Just get in.”

“I…” Natalie whimpered, squirmed, but Kathryn’s stern gaze didn’t relent. With a little sob, she waddled to the crib and awkwardly climbed in.

Kathryn pulled the side up and locked it.  “There’s plenty of water in that bottle, and we’ll be around to feed you soon.”

“Please tell Richard that I’m sorry.” Natalie whimpered.

“You can tell him yourself pretty soon.” Kathryn said. “He’s not kicking us out or anything, and he won’t be upset with you forever.”

Natalie nodded sadly.

“Now, drink your bottle.” Kathryn said with a smirk. “I’m sure you’re thirsty.”

Natalie looked at the thing and wrinkled her nose.  She turned away from it with a pout.

Kathryn laughed.  “Aww, what a fussy baby.  You’ll be thirsty enough soon I’m sure.” With that she flounced out of the room.

Natalie tried shaking the door of the crib, but it was solid wood, and well locked.  Her hands roamed over the huge bulk between her legs, she couldn’t have sat properly in that thing even if the crib would let her sit all the way up.

She flopped back on her back, sighing.  Her mouth felt dry, but she pushed the bottle away again. “They just said I would have to use diapers, not that I’d be a baby!” After a few moments she blushed again at how stupid that thought sounded. Hiding even from herself, Natalie pulled one of the blankets over her and resolved to sleep.

Sleep didn’t come easily, thirst kept her just too uncomfortable to sleep. “Fine, whatever.” She grumpily sucked at the bottle. Thirst banished, the stress and early rising sent a wave of tiredness over her.  With one final pout, she fell asleep.

—

Natalie woke needing to pee. Her first instinct was to grumble at her cage and her locked mittens. The second was happy surprise. “I didn’t wet myself!” She shook her head, hardly believing that was something she needed to be pleased about.

“Kathryn? Master?” Natalie called out.  The living room was quiet. No one answered. Natalie sighed and rattled the cage door. Still locked. She flopped on her back and sat, staring up at the ceiling through the bars. Nothing to do.  Just counting the seconds, feeling the fullness in her bladder.

“This is stupid.” Natalie thought. “I’m going to have to go sooner or later.” With a sigh and a grunt, she managed to relax. Warm wet flooded her crotch immediately… and then was wicked away.  She wasn’t quite dry, but it hardly felt like she’d wet at all.

“Huh, that pad is really good.” Natalie thought. She squirmed around in the crib until she could see the skyline out a window.

“I’m lonely.” Natalie thought. “And a little turned on if I’m honest. Helpless is kind of hot too. Scary though.  I hope they don’t leave me too long.”

She watched the birds swoop from skyscraper to skyscraper. Saw the clouds go by in a lazy daze. After a while she found the bottle and finished it off just for something to do. The crib was long enough to lay out in, but so devoid of anything to do that Natalie felt tears spring to her eyes in frustration.

“I guess it’s supposed to be a punishment, but it’s really not fun!” Natalie sighed to herself. “A spanking is at least a little fun, even if it hurts.”

Finally, the door opened.  Natalie jumped to her knees, gripping the bars of the crib. Kathryn came in the door first, carrying a small box.  She was still wearing the teddy, with short-shorts over it for a minimum of modesty.

“Kat!” Natalie called out eagerly.

“Aww, you’re like a little puppy!” Kathryn giggled, setting the box down and coming over to stroke Natalie’s cheek through the bars.

Natalie blushed.  “It was really boring in here!”

“Yeah, but I get such a great greeting when I come home.” Kathryn smirked. “Might need to put you in a crib more often.”

Natalie’s gaze was drawn by Richard coming through the door. “Master!” She tried to put as much contrition in her voice as she could. “I’m really sorry!”

Richard looked up from his phone and smiled kindly. “I’m sure you are, slave.” He walked over and looked Natalie over.  “On the other hand, you do make an adorable baby.”

Natalie blushed. “Please can I have something else in here Master? It’s so boring! I don’t have anything to do but worry.”

“Worry about what?” Richard asked.

“What if something bad happens?” Natalie pouted. “You wouldn’t know if you’re gone for hours.”

“Oh, don’t worry about that.” Richard grinned. “You didn’t look at the end table at the front of the crib?”

Natalie turned, looked at the table. Her eyes settled on a blue device that looked a bit like a speaker… and did it have a camera? She looked up at Richard in surprise.

“That’s right, it’s a baby monitor.” Richard smirked.  Natalie ducked her head and blushed.

“It broadcasts right to my phone. Kathryn and I can see what’s going on with you and hear you.”

“But…” Natalie began.

“I suppose we can give you something to do.” Richard said.  “But you’re not getting your phone. I’ll give you three choices.” He held up three fingers. “A baby toy. A movie, just one, that will only play once. Or we can wheel your crib out onto the balcony.”

“Not the balcony!” Natalie shuddered. “What would I do with a baby toy?”

“Play with it?” Richard shrugged.  “It’ll be available the whole time.  The movie will only last an hour or so.”

“Do I get to pick the movie?”

“No.” Richard shook his head.

“Probably a baby movie then too.” Natalie sighed.  “Give me the toy.”

“What was that?” Richard asked, raising a brow.

“I mean, I would like the toy please.” Natalie said.

“Good girl!” Richard chuckled. He motioned to Kathryn, and she opened the box she’d brought in.  Natalie was presented with a brightly colored ring, threaded through smaller rings. Some of the rings would pass through each other, some wouldn’t.

“You knew I’d pick this?” Natalie asked.

“Kathryn guessed you would.” Richard stroked her back. “She gets a reward for being a smart slave.” Kathryn smiled and pressed against Richard.

“Now, are you hungry?” Richard asked.  Natalie nodded vigorously, leaving the toy next to her for now.

“Great, Kathryn will feed you, I’ll set up her reward.” Richard patted Kathryn’s rear, heading back into the penthouse.

Kathryn unlocked the crib and helped Natalie out. The diapered girl nearly lost her balance from the sheer volume between her legs. While she was wobbling, Kathryn guided her over to a chair and sat her down.

“Stay there.” Kathryn said. “Unless you want to be back in the crib and tied up.”

Natalie nodded, kicking her legs. It felt good just to be out of the bars and upright for a bit. She watched Kathryn cutting some fruit.

“What reward did you get?” Natalie asked.

“Two of them actually!” Kathryn grinned. “Sex, the way I want it. More say in how your game goes as well.”

“What are you going to do?” Natalie asked curiously. “You have different ideas than Richard?”

“That’s right.” Kathryn said. “I know you pretty well, I know what you like. There’s been a lot to learn about you recently, but I still know you best.”  She brought a plate of peanut butter covered apple slices to Natalie.

“So what’s your plan?” Natalie asked, her stomach grumbling.

“No so fast.” Kathryn said. “There is a bit more I need to know. I found out something that Richard didn’t today. I need you to tell me more about your wetting in the past.”

Natalie blushed and reached for an apple slice. She whined as Kathryn pulled it away.

“You don’t get fed until you tell me.” Kathryn said. “And if you make me miss my reward, your punishment will get a lot worse.”

“Kathryn!” Natalie complained. “I’m really hungry, and that’s embarrassing.  Stuff from before I met you.”

“If it’s embarrassing, you’ll be turned on.” Kathryn set the plate of food aside. “You don’t want to spend the rest of the day in that crib, with no toy, no window… and no plug.”

Natalie swallowed hard.  “I uh… what do you want to know?”

“How long have you been having accidents?” Kathryn asked.

Natalie looked down, her face flaming. “Always.”

“Really?” Kathryn asked curiously. “What do you mean? How often?”

“All the time until fourth grade.” Natalie sighed. “I had to wear pullups. After that it got better, I went to a doctor for it and stuff. But I still had them every couple of months.”

“But you only had it once when we were living together.” Kathryn said.

“After high school it would only happen like, once a year if I was careful.” Natalie said. “When you moved in, I tried to be extra careful. Nothing to drink before bed, that kind of stuff.”

“Oh, I see.” Kathryn said. “Good girl for telling me, by the way.” She picked a slice of apple off the plate and fed it to Natalie. “So last night, you had a lot of alcohol and water right before bed. Will you always have an accident if that happens, or is it just really likely?”

Natalie munched on the apple, taking her time to delay answering.  Finally, she said, “Not always. But… yeah, really likely.”

“I was dating a bed wetter the whole time and I didn’t know it.” Kathryn mused.

“I’m not a bed wetter anymore!” Natalie cried.

“You worked really hard, and you did a great job.  I’m really proud of you.” Kathryn fed Natalie another slice. “You’re a good girl.  I’m going to take care of you now, okay?”

Natalie nodded, squirmed in the chair.

“Do you need to always be in pullups at night?” Kathryn asked.

“No, please.” Natalie whimpered. “I really can do it.”

Kathryn nodded.  “Then I’ll make sure you get some other breaks… and that you don’t have an accident on those nights.” She fed Natalie another slice. “You have to listen to me, do as I say, okay?”

Natalie nodded, smiling this time.

“Good girl!” Kathryn helped Natalie finish off the apple.  “Now, back in your crib. You’re still in punishment.”

“Even though it’s not really my fault?” Natalie pouted.

“You knew you would probably have an accident last night.” Kathryn said firmly. “If Richard knew that you’d be in even more trouble.”

Natalie sighed and waddled over to the crib. She hopped in and flopped on her back. “I just forgot. It’s been a really weird couple of days.”

“I know honey.” Kathryn walked over and stroked Natalie’s cheek, leaned down to kiss her. She drew the kiss out, stroking Natalie’s breasts gently through the thin onesie.

Natalie moaned, arched her back into the caress.

“You’ll be fine in there. Horny, and eventually soaked, but fine.” Kathryn locked up the crib and swapped in a freshly-filled water bottle.

“Wait, you didn’t tell me what else you plan to do!” Natalie said.

“I have to change my plan a little now.  You’ll see soon.” Kathryn ruffled Natalie’s hair through the bars and flounced off to the bedroom.

Natalie pouted, picked up her toy.  She rattled the rings halfheartedly. Everything felt weird.  The huge bulk of the diaper, the intense punishment, constantly feeling like she needed to go in her rear…

Wetting again helped the feeling of needing to go a little. She wasn’t bored enough to play with a baby toy. Spilling her secret to Kathryn had tired her out enough that a nap was her choice of time-killer.