by Amy Cummings
He sat down and then took the spoon and put a heaping helping of peas on it.
“I can feed myself!” she said.
“Little babies don’t feed themselves,” he said. “Open wide.”
She nearly gagged as he put the peas in her mouth. She chewed them reluctantly and swallowed quickly, washing them down with a swig of apple juice from her sippy cup.
“Good girl. Wouldn’t it have been easier to do this from the beginning instead of throwing a fit?” he said.
“Yes, sir,” Kinsley said quietly.
She shifted in the chair. The crinkle of the diaper served as a reminder of the predicament she was in.
One thing was for sure.
She would think twice before throwing that sort of fit again!
Chapter Seventeen
Kinsley took small, deliberate steps.
Of all the days Braxton had needed things from the store, it was the day she was in a thick, plastic-backed disposable diaper.
She did not doubt that he had suggested the outing specifically for that reason. He was teaching her a lesson and laying it on thick!
To Kinsley’s ears, the crinkling of her diaper was almost deafening. Could other people hear it? Would they notice the extra padding beneath her jean shorts?
She walked with Braxton through the brightly lit, giant super center and tried to keep a low profile. They were in the home and garden section when he stopped the cart.
“How’s your diapee, honey? Do you need a change?”
Kinsley looked around to ensure no one else was on the aisle. Thankfully, they were the only two there. That was of little comfort, though, as Braxton pulled the back of her shorts away and then looked down her diaper. He moved his hand to the front and grabbed the portion between her legs.
“Clean and dry. Like a big girl.”
He patted her bottom.
Kinsley looked around again, once more thankful there was no audience.
She winced. It was sure going to be a long day and even longer night.
*****
Kinsley’s nerves were wrapped tight as Raymond came into Braxton’s place.
She watched as the men shook hands. A thin smile turned her lips slightly upward, breaking the coiled tension in her stomach.
There was something sexy about seeing the men together. In her wildest dreams, they’d team up on her and make her scream with pleasure. She knew that was nothing more than a fantasy, but it didn’t stop her mind from exploring the notion a bit more.
Raymond would never go for anything like that. Not in a million years.
Or would he?
Kinsley wasn’t clueless. She had noticed the reactions her activities with Braxton had drawn out of Raymond. Perhaps the man was kinkier than she knew.
Kinkier than even he himself knew.
The guys chatted a moment before getting down to business.
“A little situation unfolded here today,” Braxton said.
“Sounds like someone was naughty,” Raymond said with a hopeful smirk.
Kinsley shifted uncomfortably, wincing as her diaper rustled loudly.
“Kinsley threw a fit. Like a baby. So now she’s being treated like one.”
Braxton led the way. The two men stood over her, looking at her intently. She reared her neck back slightly as if their gaze stung.
It was embarrassing, but also thrilling.
“Kinsley, honey, stand up and show Raymond what you’re wearing,” Braxton said.
Kinsley sighed but got onto her feet. She could feel her pulse drumming in her fingers.
“Pull those shorts down,” Braxton said.
She moved slowly but didn’t fight the command. Soon, her shorts slid down to her knees before dropping around her ankles.
Raymond’s eyes landed on the bulky diaper his girlfriend wore.
“I see,” he said.
He looked slightly amused.
And very aroused, Kinsley realized.
“What started all this?” Raymond asked.
Braxton recounted the events of lunch.
“I’ve put her in diapers until tomorrow morning. Do you mind backing me up on that?”
Raymond looked Kinsley up and down again. He kept his eyes on her as he answered Braxton.
“Don’t mind at all.”
Braxton looked proud. “Thank you. I’ve packed you a diaper bag that has more than enough to see you through.”
He picked it up from the couch and handed it to Raymond.
“I’m afraid I’m in meetings all day tomorrow,” Braxton said. “I’ll be out of pocket until the evening. She’s more than welcome to come over then, if you both would like.”
Raymond would love for Kinsley to see Braxton again the following evening. He wanted to be bothered by his desires, to be uncomfortable, but they excited him too much to care.
“Before you pull those shorts back up,” Braxton said to Kinsley, “let me see that cute diapered booty one more time.”
Kinsley glared at her Dom before turning her back to him.
“Good girl. Now stick it out.”
She arched her back and thrust her bottom out.
Her embarrassment subsided slightly as Braxton rubbed and patted her bottom.
“Such a cutie,” he said.
He gave one more pat before Kinsley pulled her shorts up.
Raymond continued to watch as Braxton hugged the woman and then put a brief, yet passionate, kiss on her lips. His arms snaked around her and his hand once again found her shapely rear. He massaged it as he kissed her forehead.
“Goodnight, Little Kinsley. You mind Raymond, sweetheart. I want to hear a good report tomorrow.”
Chapter Eighteen
Back home, Raymond sighed in relief after pulling his pants off. He pulled his underwear down a bit to free his throbbing member.
A long strand of precum dangled from the tip of his cock.
What he’d witnessed at Braxton’s house had been the sexiest thing he’d ever seen. Everything about it had taken hold of him to drive him completely mad with desire.
The fact that Kinsley had submitted so fully to Braxton, allowing him to put her in a diaper. And Raymond knew all Braxton had seen as he’d taken care of the task. Kinsley’s legs had been open wide, giving the man a head-on view of her pussy.
And the way he’d owned her with his hands—commanding her to turn for him then groping her bottom like it was his property.
And that kiss.
It was more than precum seeping from Raymond’s cock now.
He looked at his reflection in the bathroom mirror but didn’t bother questioning himself. He didn’t care at that point. He was too far gone in his frenzy.
He pulled his underwear back up, stepped into his sleep shorts and took his dress shirt off to replace it with a t-shirt.
He needed to work but he didn’t give a damn. He walked into the bedroom to find Kinsley already under the covers.
“Are you going to sleep?” he said.
“No,” she said. “Just cold.”
Raymond raised a skeptical eyebrow.
“What?” she said. “It’s chilly.”
“Honey, it’s actually kind of warm,” he said. “I was thinking of turning the air conditioner down.”
“Oh,” she said with a laugh. “You know me. I’m always cold.”
A look of recognition came over Raymond’s face. Under the blankets, Kinsley drew back.
“Kinsley,” he said.
“Yes.”
“Pull those covers down, honey.”
She shook her head no. “You aren’t my Dom.”
“Did you hear what your Uncle Braxton said? I’m helping him and he wants to hear that you obeyed.”
Raymond couldn’t believe he was speaking that way. He was shocked he didn’t have to force it. It didn’t feel as if he were only playing a part.
She groaned. Once she was out of the covers, Raymond could easily see the diaper she wore was soaked.
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br /> “I had to pee,” she admitted, “but I didn’t want you to change me.”
“You can’t sleep all night in a wet diaper,” he said in a comforting tone.
She hid her face behind her hands. “But it’s so embarrassing!”
“Well,” he said, searching for the right words. He wanted to use the terminology she understood, wanting to speak her language. “You are a Little. A submissive. Guess you need to get used to stuff like this.”
He fetched the diaper bag off the floor and took a clean nappy out. There was lotion and powder, too, along with a few other items.
“Hey, look at these,” he said. He unfolded a pair of pink plastic panties.
“That’s so my diaper doesn’t leak overnight,” Kinsley grumbled.
She begrudgingly moved to the edge of the bed and positioned herself to where Raymond could change her.
“Guess Braxton thought of everything,” he said.
He unfastened the soggy diaper and pulled it down. The dry air felt good to Kinsley.
Raymond gingerly cleaned her with a wet wipe, smiling down at her as he completed the task. He had zero experience changing anyone, but it came naturally.
He loved the soft coos and moans he heard as he cleaned Kinsley’s sticky pussy lips. He slid the wet diaper away, replaced it with a fresh one, and gave her a playful tickle atop her pubic mound. He put baby lotion on his hands, rubbed them together, and then applied it between her legs.
He moved a finger to her clit.
“Does that feel good?” he asked.
Kinsley’s eyes were closed. She writhed in pleasure.
“Mmm-hmm,” she said.
Raymond pressed down a little harder and worked his finger swiftly back and forth over the sensitive pearl.
“I shouldn’t be doing this,” he said. “You were a naughty girl for Uncle Braxton.”
He couldn’t stop, though.
Kinsley needed to cum and so did he.
“Oh, Raymond!” she said as her body spasmed. She came hard, spurting onto his hand and breathing heavily.
Raymond didn’t remember taking his pants off. Next thing he realized, he was lined up and pushing inside Kinsley.
As she lay on the edge of the bed, her legs bent at the knees and opened wide, Raymond stood between them and thrust in.
He didn’t want to cum yet, so he steeled himself against the monstrous tidal wave that pressed against him.
He drummed at her until she was once again screaming in delirious fury. She came one last time before he opened and released his seed. Once drained, he pulled out and looked at the site before him. Kinsley was coming down from it, working her hands up and down her body. Her legs were still spread apart. A stream of his semen seeped from her used pussy, spilling onto the diaper below.
It was one of the hottest things Raymond had ever seen.
His member twitched again. He thought perhaps he could even go a second time.
He gathered himself and finished diapering Kinsley. Once she was ready for bed, they snuggled together with Kinsley wrapped tightly in his arms.
His cell phone vibrated several times. Raymond was vaguely aware of it but didn’t care. He kept his focus on Kinsley.
The office wanted him, but screw them. He just ignored it and eventually drifted off in the intoxicating presence of his love.
*****
The next morning, Raymond awoke thinking of the night before.
He could not get over how vulnerable Kinsley had seemed. Sure, the whole diaper thing was kinky. Her Dom had decreed it, after all. But it was oddly…sweet…to him. He had cared for Kinsley and she had completely surrendered to him.
Raymond reached past a still sleeping Kinsley and grabbed his phone from the nightstand. As usual, there were over a dozen alerts, all from his office.
He looked from his phone to Kinsley.
Little cutie looked so sweet as her chest rose and fell in small movements.
“Angel,” he whispered.
That’s when an idea hit him. He didn’t want to overthink it, because he knew he could talk himself out of it. He quickly opened his texts and fired off a quick message.
Raymond then snuck out of the bed, headed into the bathroom, and readied for the day. When he came out, he found Kinsley stirring.
She grabbed her phone and checked the time.
“Did you oversleep?” she said. “I’m sorry. I kept you up too late last night.”
She wasn’t actually sorry. The evening had been wonderful. They’d laid together talking and laughing.
“No,” he said. He smiled devilishly. “I kind of did a thing this morning.”
“What?” she said, standing up and leaning closer.
“I called into work. Told them I was sick.”
Her mouth gaped as her eyes opened wider. “Seriously?”
He shrugged. “Hey, it’s not a lie. I’m sick of work.”
She laughed. “Honey, are you sure you want to do this? I know this case is big and…”
Raymond lowered himself onto the edge of the bed and sat facing Kinsley. He brushed a strand of her hair back and tucked it behind her ear.
“It’s what I want,” he said. “It’s what we need.”
“So, do you want to just take it easy today or what?” she said.
“Nah,” he said. “I want to take you out. Forget a night on the town. Let’s make a whole day of it.”
Kinsley’s face lit up with excitement. “Really?”
“You bet,” he said.
He stopped caressing her face long enough to kiss her lips. He moved the covers back to help her out of bed. He smiled upon seeing the diaper.
“Forgot about that,” he said.
She grew sheepish. “Probably turns you off, huh?”
He put his hand under her chin and gently turned her head back to where she faced him.
“Did it seem like it bothered me last night?”
She giggled. “Nope!”
“Pretty hot, actually,” he said.
She searched his eyes, looking for any sign of dishonesty.
“You really think so, don’t you?” she said.
It was now Raymond who smiled bashfully. “Yeah, I’m just as surprised as you are by all this.”
“I hope it’s a pleasant surprise,” she said.
“Very much so,” he admitted.
She ran her hand over her diaper. “Guess I can take this off now. Braxton said I only had to wear it until this morning.”
“I assume there’s more where that came from,” Raymond said as he patted the diaper. “Best be on good behavior.” He winked, kissed her forehead, then stood.
He helped her out of bed. He kept his eyes trained on her bottom as she hurried to the bathroom.
Kinsley did look pretty darn cute, he admitted silently.
Maybe too cute for her own good, even.
Chapter Nineteen
Kinsley was laughing so hard she could barely catch her breath. The maître d’ at the restaurant looked her up and down, as if disapproving of her outburst, but said nothing. He led the couple to their table.
“You fell!” Kinsley reminded Raymond.
Raymond, good-natured about it and finding it funny himself, chuckled.
“Been a long time since I’ve been ice skating.”
When Kinsley caught her breath, she reached across the table and grabbed her boyfriend’s hand.
“Thank you for taking me. That was so much fun.”
Raymond didn’t enjoy ice skating one bit. Sure, the indoor rink was cool. It felt nice on a hot summer day. But he was not a graceful skater. He plain sucked at it. Despite that, he’d had a ball.
Just being with Kinsley, seeing how much it meant to her, and watching her smile as she glided over the cold white surface had been enough for him. He’d do it all over again in a second.
Even the part where he lost control, tumbled down, and nearly took out a group of kids as they skated by.
Just h
earing Kinsley laugh hysterically made that moment worth it.
“This place is kinda fancy for a lunch date,” Kinsley said, looking around.
“You said I never take you anywhere like this,” he said. “Figured now is as good a time as any.”
Kinsley picked up her menu and began to browse. Raymond nodded at the approaching waiter.
“Good afternoon,” the server said. “Can I get you started off on a drink from our bar, perhaps?”
“You want anything, babe?” Raymond said.
Kinsley thought it over. “I think just a sweet tea.”
“Same for me, please,” Raymond said. “Thank you.”
The server nodded and went away to prepare the beverages.
“I better go wash up,” Raymond said. “Unless you want to first.”
“No, I’m still looking at the menu,” Kinsley said.
Raymond excused himself and made for the men’s room. He wasn’t very far before he stopped dead in his tracks. There, blocking the walkway, were three of the last people on earth he wanted to see.
Raymond looked to his left and right but there was no way to get around the men. He made the decision to abort his mission and go back to the table when one called his name.
“Raymond?”
Raymond smiled.
“Thought you were sick today? You decided to come in?” Bill Torn said. “Good, good. We’re meeting with the…” He stopped upon noticing Raymond’s casual dress.
“What the hell’s going on, Ray?” Jim Parsons said.
Raymond couldn’t stand Jim and assumed the feeling was mutual. They were at equal rungs on the firm’s corporate ladder and had an unspoken rivalry with both men seeing the other one as a competitor.
The third man, Orson Blackwell, was one notch above the two. He was in his early sixties, with a slightly pronounced gut that revealed overindulgence in both food and drink. His nose was large and red, highlighting his fondness for drink even more.
He shook his head in disappointment. “Ray, you played hooky from work? What are you, a damn grade-schooler?”
Raymond looked over his shoulder to see if Kinsley could hear them. She seemed engrossed in the menu. He looked back to the men.
“Look guys, I’m sorry. We’ve been working hard, and I just needed a day with Kinsley. Been neglecting things on the home front, you know?”