Committed – Chapter Eight
Suzy immediately sat up in the bed and in doing so became aware of another indignity. A leather belt had been put around her waist and another belt attached to each side of the waist belt with a “D” ring went off to each side and disappeared over the edge of the mattress and secured to some part of the bed frame out of sight and most certainly out of reach. In the dim light Suzy could make out a small hole in the center of the buckle of the waist belt that could only mean that it was locked on her. The belt kept her securely in the center of the bed. Even if the buckle was not locked there was no way that she could have operated the buckle with her hands inside the balls. The reason that she had awakened became apparent. She had to pee! Suzy dreamed of being in this condition from the time she first became interested in diapers and now it was for real and she found that she was not very anxious to wet her pants, no, her diapers, she thought.
Reacting to the surprise of waking up and unexpectedly finding herself in this condition, Suzy started to yell for someone to let her loose and that she had to go to the bathroom. This woke Wendy up with a start.
“For God sakes shut up before you bring the nurse,” Wendy admonished Suzy.
“That is the last thing you want, believe me.”
“They have me tied to the bed and I have to go pee,” wailed Suzy.
“Keep the noise down, damn it.” scolded Wendy again.
“Speak softly.
They leave the doors open on purpose so they can hear if anyone is creating a problem. Look, Nurse Perkins found out that you played with yourself and now you are paying the price, just like I am but for something else. Before she brought you in to the room she let me get cleaned up then the bitch put me in diapers and rubber panties and I’m belted under the covers the same way you are just because she did not like my saying in that report you saw me writing that any girl over 13 has the right to say when she goes to bed and when she gets up unless there is some compelling factor for her to get up such as school or shop ping. At least I was not caught playing with myself like you and have to wear the things that you have on your hands to keep the fingers from getting into trouble, as they say.”
“But nobody saw me,” said Suzy.
“How could she have known?”
“Don’t ever let one of the staff know that I told you how they find out because if you do, they will make me wear one of the gags that they have, forever. Not only do the things stop you from speaking but they can make you swallow anything that they wish. There is one nurse who, whenever she sees a girl with one in her mouth, just loves to make her swallow a whole ounce of caster oil. Believe me that is hell.” Wendy went on, “As for Nurse Perkins finding out about you playing with yourself, when you went into the shower, she took the panties that you had on and put a chemical on the crotch. If there is any presence of drippings of a turned on female the damn stuff turns it a bright red. Yours had a crotch that looked like a fire engine.
So she gave you a quick acting short duration sleeping pill to put you out while she and another nurse diapered you, put you into the restraining jumper, and belted you to the bed. You might as well do what you have to do because you will have to wet yourself no matter what happens. The other pill that she gave you was a strong long acting diuretic. It will have you peeing several times before morning. Just do it and get some sleep, you are going to need it.” Wendy paused for a minute, and then breathed a sigh of relief.
“She made me take a diuretic also but not as strong as the one she gave you. I’ll probably pee once more before morning. Now please let me get some sleep.” Suzy inspected the round lumps that were so effective in denying her the use of her own hands and then looked down the front of her body.
The jump suit was smooth across her front, the zipper was in the back.
She had guessed correctly before that the rear zippered ones were to be worn with diapers. Once again, every breath that she took caused her nipples to be teased by the material rubbing over so gently. The leather belt with its side straps that disappeared under the bed rested easily over the elasticized waist of the jumpsuit, the locked buckle was shiny enough to cause it to reflect little bits of light with her slightest move. The tiny key hole in the buckle’s center reminded Suzy of a twinkling eye that was mocking her. Below the belt, the jump suit flared out all around her waist. It was if her whole lower body was blown up like a balloon. She tried to follow the contours of the diapers hidden underneath with the useless appendages at the ends of her arms. The cloth of the jumpsuit moved over the slick surface of the rubber panties that she now acknowledged as the sole barrier between the pee that was demanding to be released from her bladder staying in the diaper or announcing to the world Suzy’s shame by finding its way to the jumpsuit and the bed. As her eyes came to rest on the loosely fitting crotch area of the jumpsuit, she tried to visualize how things looked beneath the covering cloth. She put one of her impotent hands to her crotch and it came to rest at least 3Ó from were she thought her crotch should be. Suzy’s bladder made a even more determined attempt to rid itself of its contents. In an effort to forestall the fated event, she attempted to squeezed her legs together once again, much like a five year old would when the child played to long before heading to the bathroom. The rubber that so completely encased the immense padding that was holding her legs apart, titillated her inner thighs. The thickness of the diapers made her feel as if she was sitting on a pillow. Well, maybe she was.
There was to be no reprieve from the impending event. This she knew although she would have promised anything to avoid using the diapers as her bathroom. The tingle between her lower lips and the fire in her nipples was not enough to allow her to let things happen. She felt as if she was a person who had dreamed of skydiving all her life and now found herself in the door of the plane with only one more step to take and was unable to do it. The realization that there was no amount of pleading, and there was no one that would come to her assistance was too much for her. Tears started to form in her eyes as she sat fixed in the middle of the bed.
As her body shook with the first sob, the associated muscle contraction was all that was necessary to start the flow. All of a sudden she felt a wet warmth begin to grow between her legs as her bladder started release its contents over her objection. It refused to heed her dictates, her own body was betraying her.
No matter how hard she squeezed in the vain effort to stem the flow, she was soon voiding faster than the diaper could absorb the liquid.
A puddle seemed to be forming in her crotch and under her buns. She continued to put every bit of her being into squeezing the proper muscle to control the flow. She was not able to stop the flow but she finally was able to slow it down. This seemed to help as it gave the diaper an opportunity to soak up her pee. Suzy felt the warm wetness creep up the diaper to her tummy. Once again, despite her gallant efforts, she lost complete control. Suzy would never have believed that it was possible to sit tied to a bed, pee in a diaper and climax at the same time. That was exactly what was happening to her at the moment. She was unable to take her eyes off her encased loins. How could everything appear so serene on the surface and yet so much be going on underneath. The warm wet feeling was now beginning to creep around to the sides of the diapers.
Suzy had been sitting upright the whole time while she was putting her diapers to use. Her muscles were tiring from both the effort that was necessary to hold herself erect but also from the energy draining climax that she had experienced. She began to accept that the soggy diaper was going to stay in place until someone else decided that it could be removed. She was completely powerless to change her lot.
Suzy allowed her depleted body to flop back down on the bed in the hope that she was going to be able to get some rest in her current state of discomfort.
When she tried to find a position that allowed a degree of comfort, she could not escape the wet diaper constantly reminding her of her humiliating condition. The rubber panties kept the wet diaper pressed against her body and the smooth rubber that contained the mass of now thoroughly saturated cloth between her thighs, was transmitting the warmth of her pee to her thighs as a constant reminder. In her twisting and turning she found that the belt that held her unyieldingly in the center of the bed had been adjusted so as to allow her to turn over. It took awhile, but Suzy was finally able to get back to sleep. She did awaken several more times during the night to add pee to the diaper but she was back asleep almost at once.
Out at the nurses station, Nurse Perkins turned to her colleague as she turned off the monitor on which Suzy’s tribulations had been displayed, and asked for Suzy’s chart to make the necessary notations.
“This one should be a lot of fun,” she commented.
“If simply being made to wet her diaper can bring this much of a reaction from her, I can’t wait to see how she reacts to the teaser. I see that she is scheduled for total dependency starting in the morning.”
“As you said,” the second nurse replied, “it should be quite a show.”
The End of Committed – Chapter Eight.
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