Chapter 16: Katie's New Beginning
After reaching home, they parked the car in the garage and carried Kate upstairs. She was still asleep, but the day wasn't over. The sun had begun to set as John held his sleeping baby girl, whose body was limp and sleepy.
Sally whispered into John's ear, "Let's show her how gentle our touch can be and how long it can last." Sally removed her clothes and spread a sheet on the bed. She gently laid Kate down on the bed, and Sally lay next to her. John undressed and turned down the lights.
Sally's hands lightly caressed Kate's back just as she was starting to awaken from her slumber. Her eyes fluttered open to find Sally lying naked next to her. Consent given, Sally leaned in and briefly touched Kate's lips with hers. This kiss was the lightest and most delicate Kate had ever experienced, a pleasant awakening to her reality.
Sally helped Kate out of her dress and slipped it off her head, leaving her naked and wet. Kate curiously looked at nursing her pacifier from her lips to speak. Sally placed a finger on Kate's lips, Jhshhing her to be quiet.
The change in temperature triggered a response in Kate, with her nipples becoming erect. Kate's lips touched Sally's, engaging in their first kiss. John gently changed her diaper while examining her body.
As the kiss deepened, Kate craved more intimacy. She reached for Sally's lips, but Sally pulled her back. Disappointed, Kate concentrated on John's body, feeling the warmth of his skin and the beat of his heart. John's hand traced along Kate's side and danced around her. She deeply longed for the feeling of his hand on her pussy, but her parents teased her with just a touch.
They continued, the pace and intensity delicately controlled by Sally, teasingly moving about her body. John's face kissed down her shoulder toward her chest, kissing gently and softy just brushing and stroking her erogenous zones. Sally traced a finger on Kate's scalp, heading down to pull on her ear gently. John's kisses were casual while Sally's breath played on Kate's neck and breasts.
Despite wanting more, Kate's attempts to touch were blocked. Feeling frustrated, she tried to reach between her legs, but it was denied to her. Sally kissed her neck, her small hand sliding through Kate's hair. Kate felt John hold her legs and lightly spread them, each side being held by one parent.
Sally moved around Kate, gently blowing her warm breath on her, causing shivers of delight. Eventually, Sally stood at Kate's head. Nudging her head to the side, Kate gazed at Sally and her father. Their hands were no longer on her legs, but instead they held her down, comfortable yet immobilized. Lily felt Sally's warm breath near her hardened nipples. Her lips grazed her nipples, leaving her wanting more.
Sally leaned over, gently nursing on her nipples, feeling her body raise as excitement stirred inside of her. Sally pulled her hand away, leaving a slight sting. Sally and John got off the bed, leaving Lily's naked body exposed.
They changed places. Kate gazed at her parents and felt a touch, it was her mother tracing her shoulders then back down her chest. It was John's hand that eventually entered her. Feeling a finger touch her, she squirmed in pleasure, wanting it to go where she so desperately needed it to.
However, her parents retreated their hands in a fraction of a second. Lily feeling caught, she lay there aroused and ready for more. Both her parents gazed lovingly at her, and she understood her place.
Kate attempted to thrust her hips and wriggle, yet she made no progress; neither of them had moved to fulfill her desires. John detached himself and zeroed in on Sally's lips, locking them in a passionate kiss, immobilized on the bed, anxious for more. She noticed the hands from both sides inching closer to her desperate vagina. Kate's breath increased, her longing for contact apparent.
A muffled "pppeas" escaped her lips, and the hands moved excruciatingly close, her desperation and rage propelling her to the brink of insanity. Watching her mother and father kiss over her, consumed by it, craving it—her mind was fixated on it.
Suddenly, the hands moved from opposite sides but moved in sync. They caressed her glistening lips, the distinction between the two hands fading away. Kate shut her eyes, eliminating sight to better appreciate the moment. Her moist lips glistened, her tongue licking them, another tongue joined the game. She took a deep breath to identify the owner of the other tongue and discovered her father's masculine scent. His tongue danced across her lips, playfully skimming her own tongue before invading her mouth.
As their mouths merged, Kate let out a moan of pleasure into his open mouth. She felt a finger slid into her longing vagina, exploring her depths, lubricating with her juices. The finger was then extracted, and it slid down between her cheeks, teasing around her anal opening. Another novel sensation was awakened.
One of the hands moved over her clitoris and commenced a delicate touch, massaging her. Kate, in the midst of being kissed, her anal opening and clitoris stimulated, succumbed to the moment. She accepted her fate, lying down, and letting the pleasure envelope her.
The finger exploring between her cheeks then pushed into her awaiting hole, and gently slid in. Kate thrashed and moaned into her father's mouth. He withdrew, and her head was nudged forward to her mother, who seized where he had left off, delving into her mouth.
The finger within her didn't push deeply into her or attempt to thrust into her but simply remained still and stretched her. She surmised that one of the digits from the same hand, feeling the palm against her skin between her sensitive areas, pushed into her pussy lightly. Its presence emulated the other's yet offered no additional stimulation.
She felt the other hand rising up her body and came to rest on her breast, delicate fingers tracing around her erect nipples. Her hips attempted to gyrate, but this led to no further stimulation, the fingers just resting on her. Sally broke away, and her lips replaced her fingers on the taut nipples before her.
Her father's face moved towards her lips between her legs.
With one hand finally free, she tried her luck, bringing it to rest on the back of Sally's head. Sally recognized the contact and did not prevent it this time. As her father's mouth met her fragrant lips between her thighs, Sally rose up and intercepted her mouth's tempo, exchanging it with her own. The kiss grew more impassioned and rapid yet remained fragile.
Her father's tongue descended to kiss her engorged clitoris, as he sucked her lustful vagina. Sally's hands found their way to her nipples and intertwined with Kate's, gently restraining her. Kate was nearly there, close to release, but she couldn't voice her desire with a tongue in her mouth.
John's mouth left the nipple it was caressing, and with it, his fingers were removed. This caused a moan of lamentation, Kate feeling empty. She sensed him disengage from the bed and come up between her legs.
With one hand now unoccupied, she gave it a try, sliding it to the back of her mother's head. Sally acknowledged the contact and did not hinder it this time. Her father's mouth found her climax-craving lips as Sally rose and rejoined her lips with Kate's mouth. The kiss became more amorous and rapid, yet remained delicate.
John's tongue approached her clitoris, licking it as she came. Sally's hands committed to her nipples, entrapped with Kate's, subtly restraining her. She was on the precipice but could not plead for release with a tongue in her mouth.
John felt her chest tighten as her legs clasped around his body. He reveled in the experience, savoring her taste and the visceral intimacy, but conscious that she required and desired this. He elevated his head, instructing, "Count to 10, Princess, and then you can cum."
Sally withdrew her lips, returning to her nipple. Kate began her counting, silently reciting "10," as her father's tongue entered her.
"9," Sally sucked her nipple.
"8," John licked down to her anal passage.
"7" A finger slipped into her pussy.
"6," His thumb rubbed her clitoris.
"5," Her hand squeezed her nipple.
"4," Another finger breached her pussy.
"3," She convulsed, desperately clinging on.
"2," The pressure heightened on her clitoris.
"1." As she braced herself, she held on for as long as she could.
The climax washed over her. She cried out as the strongest orgasm she'd ever experienced was released from her body. John and Sally didn't let up, allowing the feeling to linger and intensify the orgasm.
Kate thrashed around as the climax rode through her body. Her mind was blank, her body was drenched in sweat, but she was still able to enjoy every second of it. She opened her eyes to see Sally looking down at her, caressing her hair, "good girl, Mommy's good girl."
Then, as if someone had turned off the lights, everything turned black. She passed out, content, happy, completely satisfied and loved.
Sally got up and pulled John towards her, tasting Kate on his face. As Kate slept peacefully in the middle of the bed, John lay next to her, and Sally climbed on top. John let Sally take the lead and slid his cock inside her, lying back on it then started to bounce up and down.
John lay back, his hands behind his head, watching Sally's body moving on top of him in the dim light. With Sally's sexual switch turned on, she climaxed quickly, but continued to search for more. Her hands came down on his chest, nails digging in. John sat back and enjoyed every second of it.
He was close and moved his hands from behind his head and grasped onto Sally's bouncing behind. He dug his fingers in and assisted her in her motions on his cock. Sally looked into his eyes and John erupted as Sally succumbed to her second orgasm.
She fell onto his chest, John still inside her, snuggling in, in the post-sex sweaty haze. They stayed in the intimate embrace, listening to Kate snore beside them. Sally slid off his cock and moved down the bed. On her way, she suck on his cock, cleaning the mix of cum from it, then went to find a diaper and clothes for Kate.
John remained where he was, watching the two naked women in front of him. Sally slowly lifted Kate's legs and placed a fresh, thick diaper beneath her. She let out a small moan as it was positioned, her legs set back down on the bed and her pussy cleaned and powdered. It was fastened in place, and then Sally went to the nursery to find clothes for her.
She returned a few minutes later with a baby grow. Dressing the limp baby on the bed wasn't easy, Sally had to force her into it then pop it up. Kate was now sucking her thumb and had rolled onto her side and into a fetal position. Sally kissed her head and left her to sleep.
John left the bed and found a pair of boxers and PJ pants, kissed Sally's neck, and left the room. Sally pulled him back, "put her in the crib please," John agreed, reluctantly picking up the sleeping Kate and placing her in her crib.
Sally slipped on a long shirt and removed the sheet from the bed. She slid under the covers. John entered the bedroom with Kate in his arms and placed her in the crib. He watched as Kate's screams gradually reduced until all that could be heard was snoring.
He made some tea and came back up to find Sally looking through the day's photos and videos in bed. John handed Sally a cup and they snuggled up together under the covers.
"Thank you, sweetie, and thank you for today. Can't believe how much fun it was and how much she regressed and let go. It's so amazing. Thank you." Sally leaned in and kissed him.
John smiled with a deep satisfaction and sipped his tea. Everything was coming together, and they all loved it, it was perfect. They both fell asleep, dreaming of what was to come....
Kate suddenly woke, she was covered in a cold, damp diaper and felt awful. Her head pounded, her nose was blocked and running, and it hurt to breathe. Kate, who had always been able to handle these situations on her own, was now inconsolable and broke down in tears.
Sally and John stirred to the noise of the monitor next to the bed which had amplified Kate's wailing. Sally punched John as she tried to hide her head under the pillow. John reluctantly woke himself up and made his way to the crying child in the nursery.
On entering, he could see Kate thrashing around and screaming, blankets and stuffed animals strewn around the floor. John leaned in to pick her up only to be pushed away, "no, Daddy, no Daddy." The tears continued to flow, "MOMMY!! I WANT MOMMY!"
Hearing this over the monitor, Sally emerged from under her pillow, and entered the room to find Kate pushing away John and screaming. Sally approached him, and he gave her space to come in. She tried to calm Kate, who hadn't realized it was Sally yet, Kate continuing to push away and scream.
Sally grabbed hold of her and soothed her, talking softly to her as she calmed down. It took several minutes before she felt composed enough to pick her up. Sally pulled her close and tried to console her, and her cries turned into sobs. John helped her move Kate into her big bed, propping up the covers over them both. He picked up her pacifier, blanket, and teddy bear and added them to the pile on the bed.
Knowing that Kate was hot and having difficulty breathing, Sally asked for a bottle of water. John ran to the kitchen to fetch one and brought it back quickly. He handed it to Sally, who tried to get it to Kate's mouth but failed. Instead, Sally exposed her breast and stuck it towards Kate's mouth. Kate didn't want it, not knowing what she desired.
Sally realized that Kate might need some medicine, but they only had pills. Therefore, John was sent to find a shop and a liquid medicine at 2:30 am. He came back 20 minutes later, holding a bottle of children's paracetamol and a syringe. Sally tried to keep Kate still while John prepared it and administered it. Despite her resistance, he managed to get it in her and then Kate allowed Sally to give her some water. Once she finished, Kate was laid down, and her wet diaper was changed.
Having dried and cleaned her, John tried once again to put her back in her crib, but it wasn't successful. He brought her back to Sally, and they both lay down in the bed under the covers. Sally let out a sigh, resigning herself to her role for the night. John left the girls to try to sleep and went back to bed himself.
It was a sleepless night for Sally, repeatedly adjusting her position to stay comfortable and ensure Kate was content. As morning light started to seep through the blinds, she woke up, exhausted and sore. Kate still slept, and John took over holding her.
"I'm going to shower and then take her back. Probably a quiet day while you work," John announced.
John nodded, sending her a loving kiss as she left before closing his eyes and listening to the sound of Kate's heavy breathing and the shower. He held her close, enjoying the closeness but also hoping she didn't have to suffer anymore. Kate slept on, tired from the night's broken sleep and fighting off the fever.
Sally returned, having showered and changed into comfortable clothes with her hair pulled up. She got into bed with John and took Kate, who leaned against her. Although Kate greeted her with a week smile around her pacifier, she continued to snuffle. They tried to feed her, but her breathing prevented her from taking more than a few mouthfuls at a time.
John stepped away to give Sally a break, going to dress himself. When he returned, he brought with him a coffee and put it down. Then he left again, bringing back a large, comfortable chair and putting it in the corner of the room. He set about creating a comfy spot for them to spend the day. He pulled out the bed underneath the couch, bringing in all the pillows from other rooms to fill it. Next, he went to their bedroom and fetched their quilt, dragging it downstairs and laying it over the bed.
He set up several of Kate's bottles in the fridge with bottles of water along with some caffeinated sodas for Sally. He moved a side table next to the couch and laid out bowls and bags of chips and pieces of chocolate on it. Lastly, he carried a bag of fresh pastries to the nursery.
Sally was lying down on the bed, half asleep while Kate lay against her. John walked in, placing the bag of pastries on the bed. Kate attempted to reach for them but was stopped by her dad.
He sighed, "Just wait a minute, sweetheart, let me help you first," she obeyed, allowing him to unbutton her baby grow. Next, he applied some vapour rub to her chest.
Once it had dried, he administered more medicine. Taking this opportunity, Sally moved to undo her baby grow and lay Kate down.
"Can you get the diaper bag for me?" Sally murmured, beginning to undo the snap on her baby grow.
Stripped and shivering, Kate cringed as Sally tore off her soaking diaper. John trotted in with the diaper bag, and Sally set about cleaning her up. When all was done, Kate eagerly anticipating a new diaper was met with her legs being raised and something chilly being traced around her anal area. Without a word, something penetrated her, and she tensed protesting.
Sally comforted her, "stay calm, it won't be much longer," as she began taking the temperature. A couple minutes passed, and Sally checked the reading. It was high but not threatening, so she cleaned it off and continued tending to her.
A fresh diaper spread out, Kate flipped over and it was slotted beneath her. Powdered to keep her dry and then tapped down, she was secure once more. Sally found a shirt, sweatpants, and a hoodie for Kate, and wrapped her snugly in them. Warm and dry, Sally unpacked the pastries and set them out, Kate going for the first choice. Sally was about to argue but chose to remain silent. John smiled to himself and left them to it, moving to his office for the day.
Kate grabbed a flaky chocolate one, leaving Sally a cinnamon swirl, which was something Sally relished. They then enjoyed catching up, their interaction leaving crumbs all over the place.
Not a fast or easy task, Sally picked up Kate wrapping her in her embrace and went to leave, but had to return for her pacifier. Next, she needed to gather her tiger and unicorn figurines. Lastly, she had to retrieve her favorite blanket.
"Anything else, Katey?" Sally pondered for a moment while squeezing what felt like a deadweight in her arms.
Finally alone, Sally stumbled down the staircase, struggling to maneuver with a wriggling, diaperless infant and a flurry of plush toys. But with caution, she made it downstairs and into the living room, where she set her on a plush bed and settled in beside her. Sally left to fetch the bottles and some coffee before joining her little one under the covers.
As they lay there, Sally tried enticing Kate to drink, but the baby was having none of it. Altogether fed up, she turned on the TV to catch her attention. In no time at all, Kate focused on the screen and accepted the bottle. Sally tried to get comfortable, but Kate's poking and squirming ruined the effort.
Less than 20 minutes later, Kate emptied the water bottle, still running a fever. Sally kicked off the covers, freeing herself from the sweaty bundle that was Karen, and journeyed to the kitchen for more supplies. Tissues in hand and medication in another, she returned to the living room to take care of her daughter, now turned upside down on the couch, unwilling to obey gravity.
Sally administered the medicine, and Kate eagerly gobbled it up, after which Sally took care of her drippy nose. With her child calm again, Sally cuddled her close as she sank back into her sleep.
Hours later, Kate woke with a start, immediately turning to face Sally, and with no advanced warning, spewed the contents of her stomach over her, Sally, and the couch decor. "JOHN!!!!!!" she cried, distressed.
Tears flowed as John entered the room, finding a grubby Sally covered in her daughter's regurgitation, Kate crying, unwell, and embarrassed by what had transpired. John reached for the tightly wrapped baby, carefully removing her from the messy duvet.
Meanwhile, Sally tried to rid her sweatshirt of the mess, gathering the covered items to discard them. She removed some clothing before sending it to the laundry machine. After some tender care, she took her still ill daughter in her arms and held her close. John went upstairs to gather fresh clothes for them both, returning with new onesies for Kate and a hoodie for Sally.
Sally removed Kate's diaper and cleaned her, then placed the thermometer inside her rear. Kate never moved as Sally took control of the intimate situation, paying the task no mind as she got dressed.
John kissed her, "You got this now?"
Sally looked at him in reply, "I supposed Mommy handles both the good and the bad." Amused, John went back to his office.
Racheal took the thermometer out and checked the reading; it was still as high as it was before. She slipped a fresh diaper under her clean bottom and dusted her with powder to keep her feeling fresh and comfortable. She then applied some lotion onto her bare chest and slid the onesie over her head, closing the snaps in place. Her pacifier was put back into her mouth, and Racheal placed her down on her chest. She made an effort to keep the fluids up and offered her small sips frequently after struggling to remove the pacifier.
Lacey drifted off into a deep sleep, kicking and mumbling as she slumbered, but she remained asleep for two hours. Racheal endured the discomfort of being under her, feeling content in her role of nursing her back to health. As Lacey started to stir, her pacifier fell from her mouth, and she fidgeted with Racheal's top. This signified to Racheal that she was beginning to recover and gave her the signal to allow her to breastfeed. Slowly and tenderly, Lacey latched onto her nipple.
Racheal exhaled a sigh of relief, relieved to have the pressure alleviated. However, this relief lasted only a few minutes before she turned over onto her back and fell asleep once more. Racheal knew she would need to drain herself soon, before she was in pain or her ducts became blocked. So, she took a chance and messaged someone.
20 minutes later, there was a quiet knock on the door. Racheal managed to get up and gently placed Lacey down, ensuring she didn't wake her. She opened the door and greeted the visitor, "afternoon, come in."
Vicky, red-faced from her haste, shot back a small smile and entered the house. Racheal took over and commanded, "strip and get down on your knees!"
Vicky didn't hesitate but did so shamefully, hiding her face as she removed her shirt, pants, and underwear. Then, she knelt by Racheal's feet. "Such a good needy slut, now let me prepare you."
Vicky crawled next to Racheal onto the couch where she was resting, her legs spread apart. Racheal reached for a fresh diaper and laid it underneath her. She headed upstairs for a moment before returning with a toy. Racheal spread her cheeks, put the toy into her, and pushed it in. Vicky didn't resist but groaned out in pleasure as the toy went in. Racheal then dusted her with powder and closed the diaper.
Racheal stood up Vicky and had her kneel once more, "Do you want Mommy's milk? Do you want to suck my nipples?" she asked. Vicky looked at her with desire in her eyes while keeping her head low. "No, no, that won't do. You want it, you will beg and ensure I can hear you, but don't wake Lacey."
Vicky's eyes locked onto Racheal's as she spoke, regaining her determination. "Please Mommy, let me suck on your nipples. Feed me, allow me to taste your sweet milk."
Racheal leaned down and pinched her nipples, feeling them harden under her touch, "Good girl, but first, Mommy has something else in mind."
Racheal took down her sweatpants and removed her panties, baring herself from the waist down. Racheal then stood behind the kneeling slut, pulled the waistband of the fresh diaper out, and made Vicky hold it in place. Racheal then squatted and slowly released her stream of urine down Vicky's back. This caused Vicky's diaper to fill up with warm liquid. Sally's urine sped up and continued to soak Vicky, spreading the warmth across her crotch as she blissfully enjoyed the feeling.
Once Racheal was done, she pulled Vicky's hair and shifted her position, facing her pussy. Vicky, beyond belief in her luck, could not believe her fortune. She peed on, peed soaked pussy and then milk. Nothing could compare to this. Racheal pushed her face down into her pussy and made her eat, smothering her face with her pee and forcing her to lick and suck every last drop.
Racheal was greatly turned on by Vicky's submissiveness and obedience, causing her to release more musty fluid into Vicky's waiting mouth. Vicky lapped it up like her favourite desert, then Racheal shoved her away like a toy. Racheal returned to the couch and signalled for Vicky to crawl up. As she did so, the warmth from her diaper spread around her. Racheal reminded her, "No, you're not a sweet innocent child who can nurse. You will hump my leg and suck, like the slut you are."
Vicky obeyed Racheal's instruction, straddling one of her legs. Racheal stopped her and commanded, "No, not like that! If you want to suck Mommy's nipples, you're going to hump my leg like a dog and not cum until my breasts are empty."
Vicky nodded understandingly, straddling one leg and positioning her wet, diapered crotch over Racheal's leg. Racheal lifted her top, revealing her breasts to Vicky. She leaned in but was stopped, "Now, Lacey's wet little slut, if you want to suck Mommy's nipples, you'll hump my leg like a dog. Once my breasts are empty, you'll be allowed to cum."
Vicky obeyed Racheal's demand and humped her leg while trying to suckle her breasts.
Sally raised her breast toward her mouth, ready for Vicky to latch on. Anticipating, Vicky opened wide and began sucking. Using her mouth's full capacity, Vicky greedily sucked, longing for her milk and was rewarded with a strong letdown. She quickly established a rhythm as her crotch began to grind on Sally's thighs, trying to achieve the perfect fit to climax.
The powdery, untouched diaper was still dry around her crotch, not offering the ideal surface for rubbing her pussy. Vicky intensified her feeding while her hips ground against Sally's legs; eventually, she managed to orgasm. An audible hissing sound escaped as Vicky lost control. Sally pulled Vicky's hair, bringing her face up to hers and observing with amusement, "Clearly, a filthier little girl is emerging, isn't she?"
Vicky's cheeks flushed, excited and adrenalized, and she returned to feeding. Sally's breast began to dry up, and Vicky released to move to the next. Vicky was straining to orgasm but was unable to due to her full bladder. She slowed down, but Sally slapped her bare thigh, "Don't you dare slow down, you have to complete draining this one!"
Vicky repositioned at Sally's breast, working hard to drain and drink her milk. Suddenly, the pressure in her bladder became too great, and she lost control. Vicky peed a little inside her still-dry diaper. Sally paused, contemplating the situation. "Vicky, what did I tell you?"
Vicky responded, "Sorry Mommy."
Sally stared at her, considering the consequences. "Vicky, stand in the corner, hands on your head, don't move, and your nose should be touching the wall." Vicky obeyed and stood in the position as instructed.
Some time passed, and Sally moved around the room, searching in the diaper bag for a specific item. She found what she was looking for and picked up a cane from the coat stand. She walked up behind Vicky and commanded, "Don't move!"
Vicky responded immediately and retained her position. It wasn't until she heard the sound of the diaper's tab being undone that she become concerned. Sally pulled out the plug, causing her to panic again. Sally dragged her head back by her hair and pulled out her face, forcing a plug into her mouth. She constrained Vicky's face once more, jamming it against the wall.
Vicky thought she was in the clear, yet fear suddenly took hold when she felt something new moving between her legs. Vicky's mind immediately forgot the plug, since it felt less invasive. As she was mulling this over, she felt Sally undo the diaper's back. Vicky tensed, expecting to be spanked but instead was treated to a doubled surprise.
Sally retied the diaper's back properly and instructed, "Vicky, hold that plug in your mouth, tasting your filth while standing there, eyes on the wall, hands behind your head. Once I'm satisfied with your behavior, I'll allow you to leave this position."
As she stood for a prolonged period of time, Vicky's arms started to tire. Each drop of sweat bead formed, trickling her forehead. Gathering up the courage to speak, she managed to say, "Yes Mommy".
Sally left her standing as she retreated to a nearby chair. Assuming it was for comfort, Vicky felt inexplicably more fear as she realized it could be placed behind her, getting ready to cane her. As the time passed, her arms ached, but she refused to look back in fear. The pain from her prior caning still fresh in memory, the worry that it may happen again was unbearable. Her legs wobbled with exhaustion, and she was clearly on the verge of cramping as her abs tensed with her inability to let her bowels go. Vicky was close to losing control but couldn't. Just as she contemplated her options a sharp sting caught her by surprise. A new problem came to light on her now sore thighs, and her eyes teared up, but she didn't moan.
Sally tapped her throbbing thighs as a sign of approval. After another ten minutes, Sally's furrowed gaze caused Vicky concern as she feared it may be sign of further punishment. Finally, the anticipation was over as she felt hands take her arms.
Sally observed the objects inside her bum working, "my naughty little one, you're beginning to comprehend your punishment. No matter how much you struggle, you'll always fail. Instead, you'll wet yourself in front of me like the disrespectful brat you've become."
Vicky was appalled but couldn't prevent her arousal from blooming, causing a throb to spread through her pussy. She liked being naughty, she liked being exploited, and more than anything, she liked satisfying others and getting punished. So she stopped resisting, letting go, and instantly her diaper filled with a damp, foul smelling mess. Her shoulders slumped as she submitted to her predicament.
Sally got up and positioned herself behind her, "my dear obedient girl, aren't you?" Vicky nodded, letting down her guard. Sally drew her towards her, then kissed her. Vicky relished the contact, but it ended. Sally stepped back and began putting her clothes back on, taking out the plug from her mouth. Vicky stayed still and found herself subdued.
"Mommy, would you change me first?" Vicky asked tentatively.
Sally shook her head, "no, this is your punishment. You're going home a filthy mess and don't argue - you enjoy it."
Vicky opened her mouth to object but kept it closed, "yes, Mommy." Instead, she allowed Sally to dress her, removing her trousers and placing them over her bulging diaper. Then her shirt went on. Sally took her underwear from her and draped her bra on her shoulder. She patted her on the backside as she pushed her out the door. Vicky looked back and grinned.
Sally addressed her loudly to make her blush, "oh, and when you drive home in your stinky mess, don't touch your pussy, okay? But when you get home, have hardcore intercourse in your filth before cleaning up. Good to see you, bye." With that, she shut the door, leaving Vicky red-cheeked and hurrying towards it.
Sally returned to Kate who was still asleep and snuggled up to her before dropping off to sleep, satisfied with her fun.
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