Jasmine – Chapter One
Her dress was up and she was draped over daddies lap, panties exposed. Jasmine could vividly remember her first spanking. Daddy pulling her over his lap. His powerful hand slapping her ass while she kicked and screamed. That’s when she learned the power of pain and pleasure. The spanking hurt, but daddy cared enough to spank her. Yesterday Jasmine had decided to go back to that feeling of security. She decided to move in with James and become his slave. Independent life was too complicated.
The constant hassles of making decisions and the insecurity of not knowing when she had done good or bad had gotten to be too much. Life with James promised to change her forever. Although the choice was obvious, it was agonising nonetheless. Jasmine knew that she had to give herself fully to James, but the loss of freedom had been hard to reconcile. Finally she gave in to the inevitable and agreed to follow his instructions. She would give herself completely to satisfying his desires. By pleasing him she would finally be free to uncover her sensuality. Jasmine took a leave of absence from her job as an advertising executive, cancelled the lease on her condo, and moved in the next day. James immediately began a rigorous training schedule.
She was to be trained totally and remade into a new pliable personality. This involved bringing her back to the beginning, her roots. James had decided that Jasmines’ problems began when she was an infant and the work was to begin there. James had told her that one must go back to the beginning to brighten the future. He knew that behind the professional appearance was a little girl longing to be liberated. Jasmine was to have all traces of womanhood removed. She would be transformed from an infant, to a little girl, adolescent, teenager, and finally subservient adult. This time she would be brought up correctly. The first time around, she was an insecure spoiled brat. Always getting what she wanted and never giving in return. Slave training would show her how to give herself to James and others.
The first step was the shaving. She was to be shaved from the top of her head to the darkest passages of her bottom. While in the initial stages of her training she would remain clean shaven everywhere. The first shaving was the worst. She didn’t realise that ALL her hair would be removed. Immediately after she entered the house James described the ritual. She told him that she didn’t see the need for such a thing. Was everything to be removed? “Of course,” he replied. “When one is born they are entirely naked, and shaving was an essential first step to bring you back to that stage.” She had been instructed to wear his favourite outfit. A light cotton dress with no bra. James wanted her breasts to stand out proud and firm. The flimsy cotton material displayed her nipples beautifully. The pink tips could be seen vaguely under the material. She was required to wear panties several sizes too small. They made her firm butt stand out and accented it. Her panties were white cotton with bright pastel flowers and a pink lace trim. The cotton and lace always made her feel feminine. The flowers stood out and could be seen through the light cotton dress. When she was out in public James wanted everyone to notice her cute ass. Jasmine was well aware of the stares her bright panties attracted. This outfit made her an easy target for her first training spanking. When James detected her reluctance to be shaved, he seized the opportunity to show her what a bad slave girl would receive. He grabbed her arm and pulled her over to the couch, throwing her over his lap. In a matter of seconds her ass was in the air and dress shoved aside.
While admiring the curves of her ass he began explaining to her that she could expect a sound spanking for any reason. Her ass was his property now. The first smacks stung, and she immediately began to feel the change that she would encounter in her new life. James began spanking slowly. He liked the way her panties stretched tight like a second, flowered skin. Smack, Smack, Smack, he peppered her butt. The pink lace framed his target perfectly. The speed of the strokes and her discomfort began to increase. The heat began to build in her cheeks. Their colour changing from white to pink then red. Each stroke raising the temperature a fraction of a degree. Jasmine began to whimper and kick, but this gave him more resolve. This girl was to be trained correctly from the beginning. He could see that she needed firm treatment and he grabbed her panties and pulled them snugly up her crack. She gasped, as her panties slid tightly up against her pussy and deeply into the crack of her ass. James continued spanking, first right, then left, and back again. He was lifting her by her panties, drawing her ass up to meet his strokes. With each movement her ass would jiggle wonderfully. She had never been so humiliated. She was held like a piece of luggage with her panties serving as the handle. Her ass was crimson and tears were rolling down her cheeks. But there was a moist sensation in her pussy. The humiliation and burning sensation combined with the rubbing snugness of her panties to excite her. She tried to rub herself on his leg like a dog in heat, desperate to cum.
James could sense her excitement. Shoving the panties aside, he placed his finger into her burning pussy. Feeling the warm dampness, he pulled it out. His purpose to train her, pleasure would come later. Jasmines’ job was to learn to bring him pleasure. He quickly pulled her dress over her head and tied it in a bundle. She was blinded and her arms were immobilised. Here she was; her burning red buns exposed panties bunched up her ass, and her dress wrapped around her head. Before she realised what was going on James grabbed her panties in the back, pulling them snugly up her butt while pushing her forward. He pushed her down some stairs while supporting her by her panties. Her feet barely touched the ground. When they reached the bottom of the stairs he quickly attached cuffs to her wrists. Her arms were raised in the air and her body hung helplessly. Her pussy and ass ached from the spanking and the pressure of her snug panties. James ripped off her dress. The panties, which felt like they were permanently shoved up her ass, came off next. She looked around and realised that she was in the basement. At first it appeared to be ordinary. But she could tell by the implements that were lying about that this was anything but ordinary. There was a toilet out in the open, paddles and chains hung from the wall, and a stainless steel table stood in the middle of the floor.
James informed her that her initiation was about to begin with the first step: The Shaving. Because she was to start fresh, from her infancy, she would have all of her hair removed like a newborn babe. Jasmine began to whimper but knew that it was for her own good. James approached with a pair of scissors. The first to go was her light brown bush. That first proud sign of impending adolescence in a little girl. He grabbed her crotch and rubbed the course kinky hair. “Your not going to have this scratchy pad between your legs when I finish with you.” The rubbing motion was enough to stimulate her. She knew that he would not allow her to climax, but she began to moisten. Reaching between her legs he inserted his finger in her ass. This had the desired effect of forcing her pussy forward. He began to snip the curly hair with one hand while he kept his finger in her ass. A small tuft fell to the floor with each snip. When he was done nothing remained but scratchy nubs.
Next, was her precious head of hair. Her pride, long and glowing. She had spent hours each week to see that it was perfect. Now it was falling to her feet in bunches. She could feel the coolness of the air on her head for the first time in her life. Within in a few minutes the stubble on her head resembled that on her pussy. James swept up the remnants. He was preparing to remove the rest. He approached with a hose, wet her down, and then began to scrub. Her pussy and ass hole got extra attention. James stuck his wet finger deeply up her ass to get her attention. This hole needed expansion but that would come later. He rubbed her breasts pinching her stiff nipples. As he scrubbed her face he thought, this little girl won’t need any make-up for awhile. When he was finished, he used shaving cream to lather her head. He slowly dragged the razor across the top and sides. When he was finished he rinsed her head with warm water and ran his fingers across the slick smoothness. She could feel a small short tuft that he had left, but he would not say why. He moved to her arms and repeated the process. Slowly and methodically the hair on her body removed. The treatment of her pussy and ass was the most humiliating. James lathered up her bottom giving her a few hard smacks in the process. Then he began to drag the razor across it, finally reaching her ass hole. He spread her ass cheeks and admired her cute brown pucker. Poking it with his finger he told her to keep clean down there. Then he shaved all-around it. Her ass hole led to the remaining hairs around her pussy. Jasmine had to spread her legs wide so he would not miss a spot. Suddenly he gave her ten hard spanks on her ass. She did a little dance to avoid the blows but Jasmine was suspended like a puppet. She could only twist suspended from the beam. The spanking was to remind her that he owned her ass now. Within a few seconds the stubble on her pussy was gone, it was clean and shiny. Nothing but smooth skin to the lips. Finally her legs were shaved. There was not a strand of hair on her body except the little bit on the top of her head.
James walked around admiring his handiwork and telling her that she had not been this naked since the day she was born. She should feel free of the prison her hair had created. He gave her a few more smacks to feel his hand striking her baby smooth butt. She was slowly beginning to get used to the constant bun warming she was receiving. He explained that there were a few more steps in the preparation of her body before he could work on her mind. The next two steps were for cleanliness. She was to be douched and given an enema. All parts of her body had to be cleaned inside and out. He released her from the beam. Jasmine rubbed her wrists as he led her to the stainless steel table. He told her to lie on her back and grab her ankles. She hesitated for a second. Slowly sitting on the cool top, her smooth ass tensed at the shock. She laid back and grabbed her ankles. James tied her wrists to her ankles and then strapped her to the table. She was immobilised. In this position her smooth pussy and ass hole were fully exposed for examination. James poked, prodded, and pulled every inch of her deepest regions.
When he was satisfied with the examination he inserted the douche syringe and squirted the liquid up her cunt. She could feel the warm liquid flowing up her pussy and back out again, down the crack of her ass. The moisture quickly cooled her freshly shaven cunt and bare ass. Every little breeze was a rush of cold air. To frustrate her, James would rub her cunt after each squirt checking to see if she was squeaky-clean. He douched her several times until he was satisfied that she was clean. Her shiny love pouch was beautiful. He untied her and ordered her to lie on her stomach. She had never had an enema before and didn’t know what to expect. She lay quietly while he tied her down and prepared the warm soapy liquid. He greased her ass hole with a generous coating of cool KY jelly. Probing her ass hole gently with his finger he admired how it would tighten with each poke and then relax. Finally he stuck the nozzle up her ass. She felt the warm soapy liquid begin to fill her bowels. Letting it out in small spurts he said “You should enjoy the experience, the first one is unforgettable.” With each squirt Jasmine could feel the pressure in her bowels increase. She needed relief, but James would not release her. He just grinned “My dear there’s still plenty of room in there, we have to toughen you up, the more I inject the cleaner you’ll be.”
Finally, James felt that she had a full tank. He told her not to move just enjoy the sensation. “This will not be the last.” The cramps increased and Jasmine began to beg harder but he would not let her up. Finally he told her that he would remove the nozzle, but she had to stick her finger up her ass and squeeze hard. She got up and scurried to the toilet a few feet away. James laughed at the sight of his naked beauty running with her finger up her ass. As soon as she squatted and removed her finger the liquid came rushing out. James just watched in approval as he witnessed her embarrassment and humiliation during her most private act. She sat exhausted from the effort, but he would not let her rest. He grabbed her arms and attached her to the beam. Once again he rinsed her down with the hose, scrubbing her from top to bottom. Feeling the rough cloth she thought her skin would come off. James said that a good scrubbing brought out the colour in her skin. He began to spank her again. Reminding her what happens to bad little girls. The sound of the strokes against her wet ass was amplified and the pain was increased. James loved her fresh pink ass. He loved the way her ass would jiggle with each strike. Sometimes he would just grab a large handful and squeeze as hard as he could. Jasmine could only squeal and do a little dance with each stroke. James dried her off and released her. He told her to stick her hands out. Examining her long fingernails he said that they must go. Little girls did not need such adornments, plus she might hurt herself. Jasmine watched helplessly as he cut the nails as short as possible. The final indignity was yet to come. He led her to a mirror so that she could see the changes. For a moment she went into shock. Her ass was bright red from the spanking, and her tits were standing out proudly. Although she was a 25-year-old woman, with no hair, she looked like an infant. Innocent to world, with no protection against the unfamiliar outside. This was the most vulnerable and submissive that she had felt in her life.
She was not afraid, nor did she feel insecure. Jasmine was thankful that she had a James to train her properly no matter what hardships she had to endure. The next step was the issue of her attire. Jasmine had wondered if she was to remain naked, but James had chosen her outfit carefully. Since Jasmine was to begin a new life, all aspects of her world would go back to the beginning. The shaving and enema had given way to her rebirth. She was now in the infancy stage of her training. Therefore she was to dress as an infant. James had her lie on the table grabbing her ankles. He fastened her securely; wrists to ankles body to bench. Her bottom and pussy were fully exposed. James gently brushed her body with baby powder paying particular attention to her naked pussy and ass. Next he rubbed her bald pussy with oil. He said that he wanted it to shine proudly. Jasmine laid on the bench freshly bathed and powered with her pussy glistening. James next attached a pink collar around her neck, crimping it permanently in place. He then showed her a small pink ribbon. She discovered the purpose for that small tuft of hair on her head. He attached the ribbon. It stood out sharply against her gleaming scalp. James patted her butt and told her that she looked incredibly beautiful in her position, helpless like a baby, her pussy inviting any activity he desired.
Then Jasmine looked on in horror as James produced a large box of pampers. He said that she would be wearing these until he decided she was mature enough to wear panties again. She began to struggle, but the restraints held her firmly in place. James took a pamper out of the box and rubbed it across her face, she could feel the softness of the material. He slid it under her squirming ass and pulled it firmly up against her crotch. She could feel the soft fluffiness against her skin and hear the rustling plastic as she moved. Jasmine looked like a freshly diapered newborn. James said she would be released if she promised to behave. After a little consideration she agreed. Slowly he released her bonds and let her stand. The diaper bunched up her crotch, the soft material caressing her bottom and cunt. James produced a pair of plastic pants and told her to put them on. It was a precaution, he said. Plus it made her ass stick out. The intense humiliation increased as she stepped into them and slowly pulled them up her legs. She could feel the tight elastic bands grab her legs and tummy. Her eyes looked down from the shame of wearing her new underpants. Her bottom was encased in pink plastic pants with small animals. “But I can’t wear anything over these” she said. Patting her fluffy bottom, James told her that there was no need to wear anything else. He gave her a tight, lace trimmed, t-shirt to wear, telling her that this was to be the extent of her wardrobe for quite awhile.
Diapers, rubber pants, and a T-shirt were all the clothes that she needed. She was stripped of her dignity. Just a few days ago Jasmine had been making decisions on million dollar sales. Today she stood diapered, spanked, and shaved. The pressure of her past life had been too much for her and she knew it. She was successful. Just a few years out of college, she had moved quickly up the corporate ladder. Taking advantage of her good looks and outgoing personality, Jasmine had risen past her colleagues. She was well on her way to a position of power. But throughout her drive to success she had felt an emptiness from the lack of belonging and the constant pressures. The empty feeling is what made her decide to change. Through her humiliation she felt a sense of relief. Jasmine would no longer be required to prepare for meetings or tell people what they wanted to hear, she could just be herself; subservient. Her new outfit gave her a strange new sense of freedom. The diaper was loose and soft against her skin. Her powdering had left the skin soft and slick. The friction of her old garments disappeared. In the past the panties and pantyhose that she wore under her business suit were tight. They would pull her ass cheeks tightly together and suffocate her cunt. Now her bottom was free to bounce in the loose diaper and her pussy could breath. Before she had to be concerned abut panty lines.
She certainly didn’t care about panty lines now. Her small breasts could bounce freely under her lacy T-shirt. They were no longer restricted by a wiry bra. The only person she had to please was James. Yesterday a professional woman, today a baby. Smelling of baby powder and lotion. James was not done with her yet. He gave her a pair of earrings in the shape of baby rattles to place in her ears. Finally, to complete her outfit she wore wear pink ankle socks. James clipped a chain to her collar and led her to the full length mirror. He fondled her tits as she looked in the mirror. She would never have believed that she could submit to such humiliation. Here she was twenty five going on two. James told her that one of the activities that babies enjoy the most is sucking.
“Now, get on your knees and take me in your mouth.” Slowly Jasmine got down on her knees. With her every move her rubber pants would crinkle, reminding her of her attire. James pulled out his cock and Jasmine reached up to grab it, but James quickly slapped her hand away. “Keep your hands off my dick until I tell you. Just use your mouth.” She wrapped her lips around his soft prick and began to suck gently. She could feel her mouth begin to water as the soft flesh grew. Slowly her mouth began to fill. She began to suck harder trying to draw out the sticky juices. She glanced at the mirror, looking at the new baby with her pacifier.
James was close to climax, Jasmine could feel the warm stickiness begin to seep out of the tip of his cock. With her head bobbing up and down rapidly, he exploded into her mouth, filling it with cum. James told her not to swallow. He wanted her to taste his sperm. Hold it in your mouth, get used to the taste, swish it around. She stayed on her knees following his instructions. James told her that she needed practice sucking, but she would learn. He said that he had something to help her and reached over to the table. “Close your eyes and open your mouth.” She felt something small, soft, and rubbery. Turning her around to face the mirror he told her to open her eyes, he had given her a pacifier to suck on. James pulled it out for a second to show her that it was in the shape of a small penis. ” I want you to keep this in your mouth all the time. It will build your muscles and keep you quiet.”
This was too much for Jasmine to take. First the bath, shaving, diapers, plastic pants, and now the pacifier. Not the pacifier, she said. This had gone too far, she wasn’t going to suck on something all day. James grabbed her waist and carried her over to a chair. Jasmine started kicking and screaming like a baby, but she found herself facing the floor. Her plastic pants in the air ready for another spanking. She kept on screaming for James to let her go, she wasn’t going to keep that thing in her mouth. He just held her over his lap for a few minutes until she realised that he wasn’t going to let her go.
Her plastic pants rustled but the strong elastic held them in place. When she calmed down he pulled them down her thighs and calmly enjoyed the view of her diapered ass. After patting it for a few seconds he undid the stays and folded it away. The scent of baby powder filled the air. He told her to hold the diaper between her legs while he spanked her or she would get double. Jasmine drew her legs together tightly, she knew that James meant business. The material felt soft as it bunched up between her thighs. Then she could feel the sharp pain. He beat her with his hand using all his strength. Her cheeks shuddered violently with each stroke. She tried to move or kick, but her squeezed thighs prevented any movement. After fifteen minutes of alternating slow and fast spanking, James told her to stand. She got up slowly still holding the diaper. He got up, telling not to move an inch. Jasmine stood sobbing.
When he returned he held a belt. She was going to be taught a lesson. Bend over and touch your toes he said. The diaper stuck out like a tail, her glowing red ass contrasted sharply with the white diaper. She would get ten strokes. He made her count them out. Clenching her teeth, Jasmine counted; one, two, three, . . . ten. When he was done he offered the pacifier again and she quietly opened her mouth, biting down on the soft plastic and slowly sucking. James said; “There it’s not so bad, was it worth the pain? Jasmine shook her head. He told her to lay down on her back and assume the change position. She drew her knees to her chest and spread her legs. James grabbed her diaper and drew it tightly up against her crotch and fastened the sides. Then he pulled her plastic panties up to her tummy. She jumped as he snapped them in place. He told her to lie like that while he photographed her. Jasmine could only lay and suck quietly while her nipples stiffened.
By now it was evening of her first day. Jasmine was exhausted from all that she had gone through, and her ass still burned from the spankings. James told her to stand, it was supper time. He had her prepare the meal while he sat in the kitchen holding her chain, watching his baby slave. Occasionally he would have her lift her T- shirt to show her tits or would pull her over and give her plastic covered ass a good swat. Jasmine remained silent, sucking on the pacifier. When she was done he told her to set one place setting for him. He had something special for her. First he produced a baby bottle explaining that she would only drink from the bottle. It would help improve her sucking ability. Whenever she drank Jasmine would follow these rules; She must lie on her back with her legs drawn up to her chest and spread wide, and hold the bottle with both hands. She would remain in this position until the bottle was empty. As he ate he told her to heat up a bottle of milk for herself. Fearing another spanking Jasmine did as she was told. When the bottle was warm she carried it over to the carpet and assumed the position. She drew the warm liquid into her mouth slowly. James told to have her ass face him since this was the best view. As he ate, she sucked the liquid out of the bottle. Her main meal would be baby food. He had stocked an entire cabinet for her. Real food was too her harsh for a baby slave in training. He gave her several jars and told her to heat them up. When they were warm, James led her to a chair that he had built. It was high and had a small slide- in table. When she sat down he locked the table in place. It was an adult high chair. Jasmine slowly ate the pureed beef and potatoes, and the tapioca for dessert. Although the food was bland it did fill her up. The tapioca did not taste too bad.
When she was finished she cleaned up. She began to feel the need to pee but was afraid to remove the pacifier. Finally she got the courage to take it out of her mouth fora second. “I have to go to the bathroom.” James turned and looked at her. “What do you mean?” “I have to pee.” “Oh that’s right we didn’t discuss that subject did we?”. “Well my dear why do you think you are wearing a diaper, just for looks. You’re wearing your bathroom. Of course you’re only to pee in it.” “But I can’t pee in the diaper, please let me go to the bathroom.” “My dear you’re free to go if you like, but your ass will pay for it. Just pee right where you are, the warm wetness will feel good. While you’re in this stage of your training you can’t use the bathroom to pee so you better get used to it now. Just lay back, relax and let it flow out.”
Jasmine knew better than to argue, but she couldn’t bring herself to go in the diaper. She just stood there wondering what to do next. James looked up toward her from the paper and said. “Go stand in the corner and think about it for a while. Go on, I just want to see your cute diapered ass. Move!” Jasmine slowly shuffled over to the corner. She stood there with her face down 5, 10, 15 minutes, slowly feeling the pressure build. James continued to read his paper. Jasmine held her legs together to keep everything in, but it finally got to be too much. First a drop leaked out then another and another and finally the stream flowed. The warm wetness spread throughout the diaper. Soaking her pussy and ass. It didn’t feel uncomfortable but she began to squirm, not knowing what to do. James knew what had happened. It was more fun to watch and let Jasmine make the next move. Finally Jasmine spoke up, “Well I did it, what do you want me to do now?” “Well my dear I’m enjoying watching you squirm, how do you feel?” “Wet and embarrassed.”” “There’s no need to feel embarrassed in front of me, after all I want you to feel embarrassed. That’s the best way to get over your inhibitions. You weren’t embarrassed when you were a baby were you?” “Well no, but I didn’t know any better back then.” “And what do you know better now.” “I know that adults don’t wear diapers and pee in them.” “Yes they do, your soaked ass is standing right in front of me to prove it.” “But that’s different.” “In your new life this is the way it is. You’re an adult in body only. You act like a child and I have to break you of your childish habits before I treat you like an adult. You’re just a baby when it comes to being a slave. So get used to it.” “Can I take this wet thing off now?” “Come on, we wouldn’t want you to get diaper rash now would we.”
As she started to walk the wet chilly diaper begin to chafe her skin. She wanted to get out of that wet, pissed filled thing. James slowly led her back into the basement. When they got to the bottom of the stairs he led her to the stainless steel table. He told her to sit. She slid up on it. Her plastic pants crinkled and the moisture oozed up her ass and crotch. James began to explain her changing procedure.” Whenever you wet your pants from now on this is what you are going to do;” “First of all, I don’t care when you have to pee, that’s your business. Your not going to use the bathroom so just go in the diaper and tell me that you’ve wet your pants. We can come down here and get you changed.” “You’ll change yourself. When we get down here you’ll take off your plastic pants and go to the sink and wash them thoroughly and hang them to dry. Then you’ll come over here, remove the diaper, and scrub yourself clean. When your finished you’ll offer yourself for my inspection by laying on the table and spreading your pussy. If I wish, I will check you, otherwise you will powder yourself and rub your pussy with oil to make it shine. I will then place the diaper and a new pair of clean pants on you.”
Once again Jasmine did as she was told. She had to admit that sucking on her pacifier kept her out of trouble. Otherwise she would open her big mouth and say something that would get her bottom beat. As she walked over to the sink she thought I’m just a baby slave and I have to grow up, James knows how to bring me up. But why does it have to be so hard and humiliating? She still could not admit that she loved to be humiliated. Although in her current state she felt an inner excitement. She had just peed in her pants in front of James. Now she had to change herself in front of him. The excitement was building tremendously between her legs. She had to be allowed to come but she didn’t know what to do. Her legs were feeling weak from the excitement. Her pussy was oozing from excitement. She turned from the sink and ran to James. Falling to her knees she begged for him to let her cum. “Please let me rub myself off, oh please I can’t stand it any more my pussy is about to explode please.” “First my dear let me see you crawl around the floor like the baby that you are. If you crawl and roll around maybe I’ll let you.”
Jasmine forgot her soaked diaper and began crawling and acting like a baby. She had to get relief or she would go crazy. She crawled around picking up the toys that James had placed on the floor and playing with them. “Here suck on this for a while, let me see how you suck on plastic.” He tossed her a vibrator. Jasmine crawled over and picked it up and placed it in her mouth. She laid on her back with the knees in the air and began to suck. She licked the tip slowly moistening it with her tongue. Then she licked the sides. The black plastic began to shine with her saliva. She slid her tongue slowly up and down. The vibrations felt strange, they gently shook her whole head. She wished it were vibrating her other set of lips. She was hoping that if she put all her energy into this act James would let her have her wish. She slowly wrapped her lips around the humming machine. Her face shook but she ignored the sensation. Drawing it in deeper and deeper she put all her passion into it. Moving in and out, in and out, the slick plastic slid easily. Jasmine began to rock and suck. Her body moving in rhythm with her head.
James just watched with pleasure, “Suck you baby, make that thing cum or you’ll never know an orgasm again.” She began to suck harder and harder. The drool was running down her chin, her mouth sucking loudly. As she was sucking and rocking the wet diaper began to rub against her bald pussy. Jasmine could feel the friction. Since James had pulled the diaper tightly up her crotch and the moisture caused the diaper to expand, the friction increased. She began to rock harder spreading her legs wider to increase the pressure. Jasmine was moaning, her cunt was on fire. She rocked harder sliding her ass along the floor pulling the diaper even tighter.
Finally relief! She exploded with a loud moan, drawing the dildo deeply into her mouth. Every bit of her energy was focussed toward her pussy. She shuddered for what seemed like an eternity. Then her body went limp from exhaustion. James just looked at her lying there and said. “See you don’t need your hands to cum, maybe diapers aren’t so bad after all, especially tight wet ones.” James walked over and grabbed her arm roughly. He would not let her enjoy the after glow of her efforts. “Come on baby we need to get you changed, go over to the sink and get started.”
Jasmine got up slowly, on weak knees, and walked over to the sink. She pulled down her damp plastic pants. The lines from the tight elastic marked her stomach and thighs and her diaper was beginning to slide down her ass from the weight of her piss. Jasmine turned on the water and began to wash the plastic panties, she scrubbed using bleach and soap. Rubbing each animal clean. When she was done she showed them to James who nodded in approval, then she hung them up to dry. Next she walked over to the steel table and slid up. Lying on the cold metal Jasmine spread her knees and undid the diaper. She lifted her ass sliding the damp garment away. The smell of piss reached her nostrils. She began to feel disgusted and wanted to clean herself immediately. The moisture on her naked pussy and bottom became cool in the air. James said, “Get your ass up and wash yourself, I don’t want any piss smell around when you’re done,” Jasmine got off the table and walked over to the hose. She wet her ass and pussy with the warm soothing water, she grabbed the soap and washcloth and scrubbed everywhere. The bottom half of her body was lathered up. She drew the washcloth up her ass, lingering on her anus for a few moments. It felt good. She began to massage her pussy, but James was keeping close watch. “Don’t spend too much time down there, you’ve had your fun for the night.”
She quickly finished and got back on the table. “Now get on your hands and knees and bend over, that’s good. Just lay your face on the table. Now reach back with both hands and spread your ass as wide as it will go.” He slapped her roughly, she jumped.” Come on you can get it wider than that, how do you expect me to see if you’re clean.” Jasmine pulled as wide as she could, she thought that she would pull her ass apart. James got a flashlight and began to poke her anus. Spreading it slowly. He shoved something in it, a cool narrow object. “Lets just check your temperature while your in the right position. That’s a good girl just keep em spread.” After a few minutes he pulled out. “Ninety-nine running a little hot.” He slapped her ass. ” Now get on your back and spread em.” She rolled over and opened her thighs and pulled her labia wide for inspection. She was dry, but James plunged his fingers in and felt around. Her dry skin grabbed his fingers and would not let go. He began to plunge in and out until she became moist, then he stopped. ” I’ll decide when you’ll cum. I just like you to be a little moist and horny. Now get yourself powdered.” He handed her the powder and she rubbed it over her legs, bottom, and pussy.
Next She rubbed the baby oil on her pussy. The oily sheen made it stand out in contrast to her powdered thighs. James loved the view of her oily, bald slit. Next came his favourite part, putting on her diaper. The feeling of power that he had over this infant/woman was over whelming. Jasmine lifted her ass as he slid the diaper under it. He pulled the sides up as far as they would go. He liked it snug. Since her experience on the floor Jasmine decided that she liked it snug also. Her pussy was tightly wrapped in cotton. James showed her a clean pair of plastic panties. “How do you like these, perhaps a little flowery print suits you better.” He slid them in place, again letting the waistband snap into place. She jumped. Jasmine just laid on the cold table waiting for her next command.
James told her that it was time for bed. She felt relieved, and exhausted. James grabbed the chain and tugged. Jasmine got up and began to walk. James stopped. “I think you better crawl, get down on your hands and knees baby. Let’s see you crawl up the stairs.” James tugged the chain as she got down. The stairs cut into her knees, but she stayed down, crawling as she was told. He led her up from the basement to the bedroom. As she crawled into the room Jasmine could see a large wooden cage in the middle of the floor. She knew it was for her. James told her to get on the bed and sit back on the edge. He slapped her ass as she began to move, “Now lay back and spread your legs. As she did, James pulled her plastic panties off. Then he unsnapped her diaper. James pulled his pants down, his dick was rock solid. Without a word he got on top of Jasmine. Shoving his dick into her dry cunt. Jasmine felt a sharp jolt of pain. Her dry pussy would not give way. James showed no mercy. His big dick was forcing its way into her hairless lips whether she was ready or not. Jasmine was too dry. James flipped her over and began to beat her ass. “I know what you need to get excited, a warm ass.” James drew his hand back and slammed into her ass as hard as he could “Baby you should be ready whenever I am. So you better keep that tight pussy wet and ready to go at any time.” He kept on pounding her ass. By now the bruises were beginning to show. Her quivering ass sure could take a beating. She was in tears. “Please stop I’ll do anything you say, just please stop.” “The only thing I want is my dick in your pussy. Right now!” “If I stop I’ll give you two minutes to get ready.” “OK OK I’ll promise I’ll be ready.” James stopped, letting Jasmine catch her breath. She licked her fingers and began to rub her pussy, thinking about her hot ass and diapers. She began to warm up quickly. James grabbed her legs and spread them. He rammed his dick into her pussy. He was frantic to cum. Quickly moving in and out James could feel her juices begin to build. James didn’t give her a thought, she was a piece of meat to him. He just kept driving harder, in and out. Jasmine never felt a prick so far in her body before. They were both coated in sweat, James pushing in, Jasmine pushing up, both as hard as they could. Finally they came in a tremendous orgasm, yelling with the effort. James drove into her deeply, Jasmine screamed from the pain. When it was over they laid motionless on the bed.
Finally James got up. Tossing the diaper and plastic pants at her he told her to get dressed. Jasmine pulled them both on and got up. “Get on your hands and knees baby, and follow me.” James tugged the chain toward the cage. “This is your bed, you’ll be locked in every night. I don’t want you getting any ideas about escaping or using the bathroom. Now get in there.” Jasmine crawled in, feeling his foot giving her a final shove.” He locked the door. Looking up Jasmine could see that the cage was fairly large. She could sit up and lay down comfortably. She was sitting on a soft mattress. Although it was covered with a sheet, Jasmine could feel the plastic underneath. The bars were made of sturdy wood, covering the top and surrounding the sides. She pushed against the bars, there was no escaping this. Jasmine was too exhausted to think. She just laid down and closed her eyes. She had to pee again. Relaxing she let the warm urine flow into the diaper, already soaked with her masters cum. She quickly fell asleep ending her first day in slavery.
The End of Jasmine – Chapter One.
If you want to read more stories about ABDL girls you can find a list here: Diaper Girls – Index
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