Back to those Helpless Days – Chapter Three
Bobby woke up in a way unlike he normally woke from sleeping. It was a feeling like he was climbing up from the bottom of a very deep dark hole. For a moment, he tried to get his bearings as to where he was, and then he realized what must have happened. Oh no, he fell asleep during his session with that lady who had diapered him! He felt so embarrassed about that, but before he could fret about it too much, he tried to sit up.
What was going on? He couldn’t get up! Bobby knew he must not be awake yet and tried to rub his eyes, but he couldn’t lift his hands, either. Finally, his eyes opened and adjusted to the light. He suddenly realized something was stuck in his mouth and he tried to spit it out, but it wouldn’t budge. Bobby began to panic and pull at whatever was holding him.
“Shhhhh, relaxxxx, little one.”
Bobby froze. It was THAT voice again…. it was Joanne! He tried to turn toward the voice, but even his head was immobilized. Then, she appeared above and to the side just in his field of vision.
“So, my baby is awake now! Did you have a good nap, baby?” she asked with a smile on her face.
“Mfghmphwmpphw”
“Oops, baby can’t talk with the feeder nipple fastened into his mouth. Oh well, you can just listen. You see, Bobby, I am not really in the business of making YOUR fantasies come true. I operate my domination service as a way to recruit new slaves that fit MY fantasies.” Joanne paused and Bobby saw her raise a six-inch long shiny black cigarette holder with a white cigarette fitted into the end up to her mouth. She lit it with a shiny lighter, inhaled and then exhaled a plume of smoke right into his face. Bobby coughed but could not turn away since his head was held tightly in place.
“Since you were good enough to reveal your true name to me before you came in, I had time to check you out, which is a real luxury for me. I often don’t have that opportunity before a session. If I am going to find new pets to serve me, I need to make sure that they don’t have families or significant others who will miss them and come looking.”
Bobby’s eyes opened wide as what she had said began to sink in. Just as the first wave of panic hit him, Joanne inhaled from her shiny holder again and then once more exhaled into his face. Despite himself, Bobby realized that her smoke smelled absolutely wonderful and instead of trying to turn away, he inhaled deeply. He had heard that smoking was relaxing, but he was surprised to find that just the smoke from someone else had that effect, too. However, he couldn’t deny that he was relaxing.
“So, big Bobby wants to be little Bobby. That’s wonderful, except I don’t want you to go back to being big Bobby when you are tired of playing with me. I like having a certain number of pets that are stuck in diapers at my command. By having a variety of submissive slaves, I can indulge in bondage with some, fetishes with some, sadism with some, and still have a few little babies who need Mommy’s care. So, you see, Joanne gets to have fun with many different slaves, each of which is here to meet certain ones of HER needs!” After saying that, she inhaled deeply from the beautiful sleek holder and exhaled into Bobby’s waiting face again.
“Let me explain what is happening to you, Bobby, and what I will be doing to you. First, you are restrained with some very strong hospital-style rubber straps so you cannot move. Second, you have been quadruple-diapered in those very thick institutional diapers that you enjoyed so much several hours ago when you arrived. Next, there is a large rubber nipple secured inside your mouth so you cannot take it out. The nipple is attached to this latex tubing, which goes up through this valve to the large reservoir above your head. The liquid in the reservoir is a mixture of water, electrolytic fluids to keep you healthy, a mild hypnotic drug to keep you completely open to my suggestions and a diuretic to make sure you keep wetting yourself. You have so many diapers on because you will be here wetting for at least 24 hours before I let you up.”
Bobby could hear and barely see that Joanne was pulling on some glistening black rubber gloves and smoothing them up her arms. She picked her cigarette holder back up and inserted another cigarette and lit it. Once more, the first exhale came right into Bobby’s face.
“I will loosen your headband slightly so you can look at me, Bobby.”
He felt the rubbery strap relax some from his forehead and he turned toward his captor. Bobby was shocked! The demure looking professional woman who had diapered him and fed him was gone! In her place was a fetish-dream come true – a woman wearing head to toe shiny black latex and wearing platform soled thigh high patent leather boots. She smiled at him as she slipped the end of the holder back into her mouth, inhaled, exhaled at him and asked him, “Do you like what you see?”
Despite the predicament he found himself in, he could not seem to muster up any more panic or fear, and he realized that inside the very thick diapers he had an intense erection at the sight of Joanne. He made some moaning sounds around the rubbery intruder in his mouth that she interpreted as pleasure, which was not incorrect at all.
Joanne continued explaining his fate to him.
“Well, I’m glad you like what you see, because you will serve me as long as I enjoy having you here and then you will be gone, with the memory of your time with me erased from your mind. I don’t list all of my interests and skills in my ads, Bobby. The thing that I am absolutely best at is never listed. I am a powerful hypnotist, and I will be using my abilities to assist in enslaving you. That is one reason you do not feel panic any more. One of the chemists that works for me developed a drug that is added to my cigarettes. When it is heated, the resulting smoke is incredibly hypnotic and helps me to induce a deep trance when traditional methods aren’t as easy to use. By exhaling into your face, I’ve been drugging you since you woke up.”
Joanne exhaled one more time into his face and put down her holder. She reached up and re-positioned his head facing straight up and tightened the rubber strap back down.
“In a few moments, I am going to hypnotize you. I will use my holder and drugged smoke along with a fascinating light array that I’ve developed. After you are deep in a trance, I will put some headphones over your ears, and my taped instructions will flood your mind over and over as they repeat for the next 24 hours. Although completely creating new fetishes and desires in someone can be done, it is time-consuming and is a lot of work. I prefer to find someone who already has a fetish that I like and then use that as the base to build on. Since you are already a diaper lover, it will be simple to revert you to a baby for me. No matter how hard your conscious mind thinks it wants to resist, your inner mind and your pleasure centers are already keyed to loving diapers. So, the brainwashing will be 100% effective since you’re already in love with the idea anyway! While you are being programmed to serve me, the constant flow of liquids through your feeding nipple will ensure that you are not able to stop wetting. By the time my indoctrination is over, you won’t be able to control your bladder even if you tried. You will wet the moment anything flows into your bladder and the concept of holding it in will be an impossibility for you very soon.”
As she said that, she dimmed some of the lights in the room.
“I have some good news, though, Bobby. When you wake up, you will find that you cannot think of anything more erotic or arousing than me in latex outfits, wearing boots and smoking from a cigarette holder. That is just some additional programming that I will insert into your mind with my tapes. It always makes ME so hot to condition a man to be my pet. Just think, a few hours ago, you were leaving work and preparing to come to what you thought would be an hour or so of baby fun and then you’d go back home. Drinking that bottle of drugged milk made sure that I was able to change your plans, both for tonight and for a long time to come.”
Bobby’s eyes widened again as the full impact of what she said hit him. He had willingly walked into a trap sprung on him because she knew what aroused him and now he knew he’d never escape her. Nevertheless, no matter how hard he tried, he could not become panicky. He realized she was still exhaling into his face and he strained to see that holder again. It was so pretty, he remembered. Still constantly swallowing the delicious liquid in his mouth, he once again wet himself. As he inhaled another breath of her smoke, he saw some colored lights come on up on the ceiling over his face. A series of blue, red and yellow lights began to flash in front of his eyes very rapidly in a constantly changing pattern that he could not follow. But he tracked it and within about twenty seconds, the speed of the pulsing had grown so fast that Bobby no longer realized there were flashing lights. To him, it felt like he was watching a thousand camera flashes going off in his face from all angles, and just before his eyes glazed over with deep theta sleep, Joanne exhaled into his face once more. She smiled as she placed the headphones over his ears and pushed play on the tape deck. Joanne knew that by the time she released him a day from now, he would be so completely brainwashed by her smoke, the drugs, the lights and her verbal commands in his ears that he would never be able to be anything but her slave, drooling with excitement at the sight of her latex and rubber clothes, her boots and her ever-present holder. Actually, he wouldn’t be just a slave; he was going to be her baby slave!
The End of Back to those Helpless Days – Chapter Three.
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