Katie's New Beginnings: Chapter 11
Sally walked back in, now different, and sat down just as the doorbell chimed. Kate glanced up again, surprised. John glanced over and said, "Don't you stop or you'll end up with a sore bottom and no satisfying climax." She looked down and closed her eyes, allowing the emotions to overwhelm her and block out her surroundings.
Sally opened the door. "Hey Vic! So thrilled you could join us. Come in, come in, hope you're looking forward to tonight."
The tall brunette entered carrying all her equipment. "Thanks... oh, wait, I need the funds for champagne!" They chuckled as they headed into the living room.
Vicky immediately noticed Kate, her friend in a perplexing and questionable circumstance. Clad in a baby bouncer, sucking a pacifier and unquestionably enjoying it. Vicky knew Sally was into some unconventional practices and had heard stories.
Sally took the lead. "Aha, you've noticed our new addition, Katey. She's chosen diapers and wanted to be treated like a baby." After hearing voices, Kate looked up and blushed a deep red. Sally chuckled at Vicky's astonishment but couldn't take her gaze away. "John," she called out, "let her finish that off and can you prepare the beverages?"
John huffed and got up. He switched on his phone and maxed out the vibrator. "Make her ask, she still has rules. Vicky, welcome, have you arrived too soon for bubbly?"
Kate let out loud moans, her pacifier fell to the ground. Both ladies gazed at each other. "I think we can begin early," Kate mentioned, "John, you're fetching us?"
"Of course, that's fine," he replied, leaving. Sally offered Vicky a seat. They sat and watched as Kate worked up to orgasm.
"Mommy please please pleaseeeee!" Sally agreed and just a few seconds later she cried out, the pleasure engulfing her body. The device showed no signs of slowing down, started to build her toward another. "Mommy mommy!!!! Pleaseee!"
Sally smirked, "Vicky, do you think we should let this feeble thing cum once more?"
Vicky was unsure what to answer, "Umm, she seems to want to."
"Fine baby, one more," Kate screamed out, "thank you," as she climaxed on her diaper, urinating simultaneously.
John returned with cups and a bottle of bubbly. He set them down and switched off the vibrator. Kate slumped, fatigued from an hour and a half of exercise and climaxing twice.
Sally filled the glasses. "John, take her out so I can feed her, and she can take a nap while Vicky styles my hair."
Kate was conflicted. She didn't want to miss out tonight, but she didn't want this either. She struggled and whined as John lifted her, even hitting him by accident. She realized she'd gone too far and it'd cost her more than the feeding in front of her friend.
John placed her in Sally's arms, "I'll leave you to deal with her. Call out when she's ready for a nap and I'll pick her up."
Sally waved at him, "I'll handle this, you." Sally spanked Kate's wiggling butt, "Sorry about this Vicky, but if we don't keep this under control, she misbehaves and we face more punishments." Vicky simply sat back sipping, stunned by the chaos unfolding before her.
Sally spanked Kate over her knee, removed her diaper cover revealing her damp and soiled diaper. She then unfastened the diaper and let it drop, leaving her jerking, wet backside exposed to both Sally and Vicky. As she thrashed around, the vibrator rolled toward Vicky.
Vicky observed and her cheeks turned slightly red. Sally started whacking her still moving butt. Kate cried out and tears stole down her face. Sally never relented and Vicky fidgeted beside them. After five minutes, Sally stood Kate up facing her, her swollen bottom turning red. Vicky didn't know where to look upon witnessing her friend, she'd known since childhood, in front of her fully exposed, damp pubic area revealed, moist from a mixture of cum and pee, and red-eyed from a harsh spanking.
Sally ordered Kate to look her in the eyes, "Now, you have an apology to make to daddy. Crawl into him, say sorry, and get your backside back here so I can feed you."
Kate didn't say a word, she kneeled down and scooted off. Sally faced Vicky, who looked stunned. "Pardon the drama, I wanted to present this in a more tranquil manner. Kate likes to be treated like a baby. She wears diapers, plays with toys, and you're about to witness, breastfeeding. It's still a new feeling for her and she's adjusting, but as you've seen, she enjoys it and not only for the enjoyable part. She finds pleasure in being dominated, controlled, and embarrassed in front of others." Vicky sat and pondered over this information.
Kate returned, still exposing her tanned behind. She plopped down next to Sally, grabbed a pacifier from the floor, and popped it in her mouth. "Vicky, would you like to change her?"
Vicky thought for a second and then nodded her head. "I'll get the supplies."
Sally got out a changing bag and laid down a mat. Kate positioned herself, showing her legs, trying to reach her toes. Vicky slowly joined Kate on her hands and knees, awaiting instructions. "Take control, be confident."
Vicky frowned and proceeded to speak to Kate. "Alright, let's get a nice clean diaper on you. Lie still for me."
Kate made moaning noises as Vicky fished out a diaper, wipes, lotion, and powder. She raised her legs and slid the new diaper under her bum. Vicky made subtle swats on Kate's bottom when she wiggled. She then took some wipes and started cleaning her bum and private parts. Kate attempted to move again, but Vicky swatted her bottom once more.
"Time to pee is over today, sweetie," Kate whined and crossed her arms. Vicky took the lotion and smeared it on Kate's bottom. Kate attempted to wriggle up, but Vicky disregarded this and continued to rub the lotion on her.
Catching everyone off-guard, Kate lost control and started to pee. Kate was startled, she didn't intend for this to happen, and she couldn't make it stop. Vicky hastily put her hand over Kate's stream.
Sally sprung into action and slid the diaper under Kate, tapping it into place. Kate sat up quickly, "I'm sorry" while crying. Vicky cleaned her hands with the wipes and then gave Kate a hug. "It's okay, honey. Babies make mistakes."
Vicky kissed Kate's forehead and Kate hugged her back, "Thank you for changing my diaper."
Kate scooted over to Sally. "Mommy's ready to feed you now."
"Wait, sweetie, I have an idea. Maybe you'd understand Kate better if you tried it yourself?" Sally suggested.
Vicky mulled it over. "What exactly are you proposing?"
"Well, you've seen the diapers, maybe you'd like to try one on?" Vicky appeared puzzled. "Whatever you're comfortable with."
Vicky hesitated and then agreed. Sally helped Vicky undress, taking off her pants to reveal her long, sun-kissed legs and delicate thong. Kate eagerly grabbed Vicky's pacifier, put it to her lips, and accepted it when Vicky hesitantly opened her mouth. Vicky started sucking as Sally wiped her bare skin with a wipe. Vicky squirmed as the cool wipe probed her intimate regions, Sally lifting her legs to spread her cheeks and clean thoroughly.
Sally placed the diaper underneath Vicky's bottom, sprinkled some powder over her, and secured it with tape. Vicky sat up, feeling the diaper between her legs. It was soft and comfy—comforting—but she couldn't shake the feeling of wearing a baby diaper.
Sally sat down on the sofa's center, inviting Kate to sit on her lap. She helped Kate find a comfortable spot and gently lifted her top, allowing her braless breasts to be exposed. Kate didn't hesitate and tossed her pacifier aside, attaching herself to one of the bare nipples. Vicky watched this arrangement from afar, bewildered by the situation.
Sally nudged Vicky over and invited her to join them. Vicky hesitated but eventually sat next to her friend. "It may seem unusual, but Kate enjoys this process. You're welcome to try it. Whatever happens here stays between us."
Vicky pondered the situation as she watched Kate hungrily feed from the exposed breast. "She truly seems to enjoy it." Teddy closed her hand around Vicky's thigh, caressing it gently.
"Kate adores it and it's not just my breasts," Kate chuckled as her face was obscured by her fellow mammary gland.
Vicky's attention shifted back to Sally as she reached for her pacifier and removed it. "Do you produce milk?"
Sally nodded. "A few weeks ago, I started pumping and breastfeeding as much as possible. Recently, my breasts started releasing milk. Would you like to try it? You don't need to suck, I can squirt it into your mouth."
Vicky paused, considering the proposition. She nodded and shifted her position. "It might get a bit messy, as it's difficult to control the flow. Open wide."
Vicky did as she was instructed and Sally squeezed her nipple, trying to direct the flow towards Vicky's mouth. The milk hit her face, leaving behind a wet trail. Sally carried on for a bit, managing to get some of the milk into Vicky's mouth, along with some that dripped down and soaked her face.
Sally realized her method wasn't working and suggested giving it a try directly. "Would you like to try latching onto it?"
Vicky consented, and Sally helped her secure a better fit. Sally prompted her to suck, and slowly Vicky began to find a rhythm. Her eyes closed, starting to relish the experience. The two women continued nursing for another 10 minutes, during which Vicky wriggled on Sally's lap as she rubbed her diaper's front.
Kate unlatched, rubbing her eyes as she struggled to stay awake. Vicky then followed suit, curling up into a ball. "I can't believe I agreed to do this... I've done this... and I can see why it appeals to her."
Sally covered up and called John in. "Hey, can you take Kate up for a nap?" John eyed the scene before him, perplexed, but ultimately did as asked.
Sally beckoned Vicky over. She hugged her, offering her comfort. "It's normal to be overwhelmed by all the new feelings and experiences. There's a lot to this, so if you want to explore it more, John and I are open to it, and Kate is fine with it too."
Vicky nodded, her tears slowly drying up. "It's been fun, that's for sure. You have nice breasts." Sally blushed and grinned, before asking, "Shall we take this diaper off?"
Vicky stopped, looking slightly embarrassed. "Does it have to come off?" Vicky blushed again. "Could I possibly sit on your knee?"
Sally took her hand, sat down, and helped her find a proper position. It took a few tries for her to settle comfortably. Sally held her hand and guided Vicky through the process of urinating into the wet diaper. Once complete, she remained seated and enjoyed the warm, wet feeling. Sally rubbed the soggy diaper for better stimulation and the girl shivered in delight.
After the deed was done, Vicky stood up, her diapered butt peeking out as she did so. "These diapers are very comfy," she said with a smile.
They moved to the kitchen and talked about their everyday lives, all the while, Vicky absorbed the sensation of her sopping wet diaper. Being comforted further by Sally's touch and presence, Vicky began a long conversation about her life, which they both immensely enjoyed. Sally sat down, needing to style her hair, and Vicky kindly offered to help her.
Vicky stayed quiet, placing her hand atop Sally's. Sally commenced rubbing the diaper, instigating Vicky to hump back in response. Low waves of moans escaped her lips, and Sally caressed her neck, urging her to "suck your thumb while Mommy makes you feel good." Vicky nodded and obeyed, inserting her thumb into her mouth and sucking intensely, her breaths hastening as she neared orgasm.
Sally abruptly halted, causing Vicky to gasp in frustration. Vicky questioned, "Why did you stop, keep going please."
Sally simply grinned, tauntingly. "Rebecca doesn't attain gratification without asking, why would it be any different for you sweetheart?"
Vicky pouted, "please let me attain gratification."
Sally savored her mischief. "That's not how younger girls ask for it, is it?"
Vicky considered this, afterward addressing her, "pwease, Mommy, I desire to attain gratification."
Sally teased further, "No, no, no. That's not how babies plead, is it."
Vicky thoughtfully contemplated, "please, Mommy, I want to attain gratification."
Sally induced a contemplative pause, gripping her glistening fingers. She ultimately brought them around Vicky's lips. "Clean Mommy's fingers off for me and I will allow you to attain gratification, dear."
Vicky had previously tasted herself and urine, hence being thrilled to relieve herself, she willingly opened her mouth and took in Sally's fingers. She manipulated them aptly, savoring the juxtaposition of her fluids and urine. Permeating a sense of gratification, she settled on licking them clean, instinctively sucking them like a cock. Sally corroborated by withdrawing them, but not before planting a passionate kiss on Vicky's lips.
Sally resumed her thrusts, deliberately intermittently, prolonging the inescapable euphoria. At last, she ushered Vicky toward orgasm. Vicky bit down forcefully on her thumb, shrieking aloud, succumbing to the jubilation. She eventually calmed down and lay against Sally, sucking on her thumb gently.
Sally removed her soaked fingers and exhibited them to Vicky. Undemanding to embark, she willingly adopted them in her mouth, attempting to clean them. Once she had completely removed their moisture, she maintained the suction, seemingly sucking it as if it were her thumb.
Sally soothed her down, proclaiming, "It is now time I clean you up and reconstruct your attire, sweetheart."
Vicky nodded with understanding and relinquished her fingers to Sally. Sally shifted her, laying her on the changing mat. Tirelessly caring for her, Sally bathed and adorned her in her thong, as well as her trousers. Once she had placed Vicky back into her chair, she cuddled her, comfortingly assuring her, "In case you'd like another playtime, you know where we reside."
Vicky nodded and gave her fingers back. Sally adjusted her and comforted her in her arms. The pair conversed and drank more wine for a further twenty minutes before John and Kate entered, awakening from their slumber.
"Ah, the sleepy princess has emerged. Alas, it's time to trim and style her locks for the outing tonight." Kate unsteadily expressed her opinion, and Sally took her to the hairdressing chair.
Strapping her into the highchair for immobility, offering her a toy, a snack, and a warm bottle of milk, Vicky proceeded with Kate's hairdo. Sally discussed how she enjoyed her day while simultaneously extracting Vicky's preferences. Vicky proclaimed positive experiences with the knickers, however, was uncertain about commanding the vestiges of a baby. She admitted diapers and breastfeeding were enchanting.
Blushing intensely, Vicky confessed an uncommon hobby she had yet to express to anyone else. She cherished being sprayed with urine, as well as experienced humiliation from it. She had uttered this to only one person previously, who was horror-stricken and abruptly departed. She relived her erotic experience involving urine and another individual, who she implied may have had unintentional involvement. "Something's that not horrific exists to make folks fulfilled, make folks happy, it doesn't signify it's wrong or odd, young woman!"
Vicky was astonished, yet they shifted the subject toward Kate's hair.
"If you feel compelled, we can unearth ways to aid you experience feeling like a filthy infant."
Sally remained silent, merely smirking at the situation. Once Kate was prepared, she gazed in the mirror and was astonished by how mature she looked, even with a pacifier in her mouth. "Alright, let's grab you something to eat."
Sally gathered some bites for Kate, then climbed back down the stairs and deposited her in the crib in the master bedroom to snack on them. John was relaxing on the bed, watching TV while keeping tabs on her.
Vicky had collected her belongings, and Sally rewarded her with payment. "Thanks for this. We're both looking fantastic and can't wait for tonight...hope you're just as thrilled as we are."
Vicky nodded slowly, "it's always enjoyable working on you two." They both laughed, and Sally took Vicky's hand.
She appeared perplexed and a tad flummoxed, "I'm about to do something now. In case you want me to stop, just mention the word 'basketball.' However, trust me." Vicky hesitantly assented, and Sally dragged her up the stairs. Her lack of coordination caused her to slip twice, but they were successful in reaching the master bedroom.
John caught a glimpse of what was transpiring on the television and turned to Susan, "come on up and bring your phone with you."
Sally escorted Vicky into the en-suite. John tagged along, and Sally tugged Vicky to the floor. "Disrobe!"
Vicky questioned, "Excuse me?"
Sally didn't beat around the bush, "Disrobe!" Sally drew Vicky's shirt off her body. Vicky began to engage, unfastening her pants which she later discarded. Sally pulled her up to her feet, leaving her in a bra and thong. "Now remove the final pieces!"
John, having previously witnessed these shenanigans, had started recording from the moment they stepped into the room.
Vicky was draped on the floor by Sally. "Stand up, let's get into the shower."
Once they reached the shower, Sally savagely yanked Vicky's hair. "Now you naughty little girl, please tell me what you want me to do."
Vicky hesitated, "don't...don't make me say it...." her sobs increased.
"Okay, then, go retrieve your clothes."
With a snarl of defiance, Vicky blurted out, "no, please, please, I'm sorry. Please, um, please will you...will you pee on me? Make me dirty, just like the dirty little girl I am."
Sally leaned in and sought close-up shots through the camera. She coaxed Vicky, "Say it again, loudly and clearly."
Vicky gazed directly at the lens, "please, please, please, I beg you, pee on me, dirty me up, make me feel...filthy."
Sally bit her lip, Summoning enough force to make her pee, she aimed and directed a stream towards Vicky. Vicky complied, allowing it to trickle down her body.
Sally scrambled to join her under the running water. She grabbed Vicky's hair, directing the stream to hit her in the face. Caught off guard, Vicky closed her eyes in fear. The stream then found its way into her mouth. Vicky held it in place for a fleeting moment before releasing it, causing it to stream down her body. Sally was almost finished, "Now, don't waste this last bit. Drink up all the pee you can."
Sally twisted her leg on the wall's rocky ledge to achieve a more comfortable position. Vicky was engulfed in lust. She wildly rubbed herself with her hands, allowing the pee to soak into her skin.
Vicky's pleading intensified, "I'm sorry," but Sally interrupted her, "No touching yourself, you're not finished yet."
Sally approached Vicky's face and licked her, relishing the taste of her pee. She then retreated.
Sally commanded Vicky to cleanse her. "Lick me and thank me, you naughty girl."
Vicky was now fully submerged in the experience. She began sucking on Sally's bare pussy, licking up every last drop. Once Sally felt adequately clean, she heavily pushed Vicky away and emerged from the shower.
Sally swiped John's phone and shared her narrative with him. John disrobed in preparation for his turn. He stood undressed as Sally approached Vicky.
Vicky's face bore an expression of humiliation and embarrassment. John wrapped his arms around her, cuddling her in an attempt to comfort her. "Mmmm," Sally practically purred, "I love how wet and embarrassed you are."
Sally directed the camera towards her own face, "urge John to perform the same gesture. Ascertain the level of your desire."
Vicky felt belittled, staring at John's slightly erect penis, desiring it, "please, please, give it to me, urinate on me, transform me into the filthy girl I long to become."
John smirked and didn't restrain himself. Unlike Sally, it wasn't a spurt but a continuous flow, which began to hit her stomach, then progressed to her cleavage and, finally, soaked her face. John placed his penis in her mouth and forced her to swallow as much as she could. Vicky coughed it down, while fondling and sucking his penis.
John relished the attention, his penis now completely hard and his flow in check. Sally positioned herself in front of her face once more, "that's it, swallow him whole and then demonstrate your appreciation by orgasming in his mouth."
Sally pinched her nipple, "and don't dispose of it. I want to witness you encapsulating it in your mouth before ingesting it completely!"
Vicky signified her consent via a nod, John's penis inside her mouth, and proceeded to clean his penis with utmost care. Vicky displayed considerable proficiency in this activity and took care not to gag, even when he completely immersed his penis. John didn't delay cumming in her mouth. He withdrew and Sally returned to capture Vicky manipulating his semen in her mouth. Upon her satisfaction with the footages, she refrained from allowing Vicky to swallow and clean John's penis.
Vicky assumed the humiliation had concluded. John reclaimed the phone from Sally's hand. Sally maneuvered Vicky to her feet. Sally shoved her fingers into Vicky's aroused vagina and withdrew them almost promptly. "No, you don't get to orgasm. Gather your belongings and leave your house."
Vicky looked surprised, "but... aren't I allowed to shower off, I'm saturated in pee. It's in my hair and everywhere?"
Sally kissed her, "no, you filthy little thing, you're leaving in this manner, soaked and smelling of pee, because you crave it, your pussy is soaking wet and I want you embarrassed as much as possible, are you aware?"
Vicky concurred with a subtle bob of her head, and Sally donned her attire on the wet ground. Vicky briskly began to gather her garments and clothe herself, soaked in pee and evident with moisture marks. John continued to record the humiliation.
Sally, once more, kissed her wet lips, "now before you depart, you'll express gratitude to me and from now on, you shall refer to me as Mistress or Mommy, do you grasp?"
She nodded, Sally spanked her posterior, "yes what?"
She startled and quickly replied, "yes, Mistress, thank you for urinating on me and subjecting me like the vulgar girl I wish to be." Sally smiled and again delivered a kiss.
John handed the phone to Sally and departed. Sally sent the video to Vicky, "now you have this to recollect us by, but you shall not be self-stimulating with it or ejaculating today. Understand?"
Vicky nodded and Sally guided her to the front door. "Thanks for coming, we will see you again, and I'll know if you've been misbehaving. By the way, you might want to shower before tonight, you reek of urine."
Vicky reddened and acquiesced as Sally snickered. She exited her vehicle and drove away as Sally shut the door.
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