I probably subconsciously cribbed this from multiple stories, if so I'm sorry. I wrote this as part of a 30 days of kink thing I did for my old domme
I find myself waking, my hands trapped in thick thumbless mittens, useless. My mouth filled with an oversize dummy tied behind my head, silent. My lower body wrapped in a thick nappy, locking plastic pants, damp. My bed with bars to the side and above, trapped.
I hear the woman who insists I call her Mummy coming up the stairs, I never found out her real name, I don't even know how she found me or where I am. My memories are foggy and seem to be getting more and more distant.
"How is my baby doing today, all wet for Mummy?"
She smiles as she walks in and lowers the bars on my crib...bed, it's a bed. I've learned what happens when I try to escape or refuse her, with my hands trapped I can't even work the door handle and the punishment too severe to try again.
She lays out the changing mat and supplies needed for a change, everytime she looks at me I'm mortified, embarrased by my situation, but everytime she does I find myself getting hard, needy for her, waiting for the changing so she'll touch me again. It seems so long since I last got to cum, the nappies too thick to get any friction.
She unlocks my plastic pants, sliding them down my legs, removing the wet nappy before placing a fresh one underneath. "Awwww my little baby is all wet, such a good boy deserves a treat". I know what is coming, her idea of a treat is a baby bottle filled with her piss, I've learned to gurgle and slurp and makes noises of enjoyment, if I don't convince her I'm enjoying it, she gets disappointed. And like with any parent disappointment almost hurts more than anger. Hurts me at any rate.
Whilst I suck down my 'treat' she drys my privates and starts rubbing the cream into my legs, bottom and cock. Ohhhhh she is stroking it, it feels so good I start humping her hand, my crotch lifting off the mat, desperate, she stops moving her hand, I carry on, I'm getting so close. She takes her hand away, I whimper pathetically and try my best puppy dog eyes. She smiles and my heart soars, she's going to let me.
"Is my baby desperate, does he want to make cummies for Mummy?"
I nod and gurgle, still drinking, not risking her denying me by stopping.
"Ok as its a special occassion I'll let you."
She puts surgical gloves on, I'm confused but happy nonetheless. She coats her hand in lube and gives me a squeeze, mmmmmm nice. Her hand moves lower and her finger slides inside my bottom, I squeak but start reacting, moaning around my bottle, pushing myself onto her finger.
"Ooops almost forgot" she reaches into her bag and pulls out a small cloth bundle, I don't know what it is but who cares, I'm enjoying myself. Until she pushes into my cock and balls. ICE! I squirm trying to get away, she slaps my thigh telling me to stay still.
Mummy continues to play with my bottom, whilst the ice does its job and shrinks and softens everything. She starts to play with my prostate, stroking and rubbing, its confusing, it feels weird, she starts squeezing my cock, pulling it like an udder. Whats happening?
"Awwww good baby making cummies for Mummy", she's milking me?!? What? Why? She drains my cock all over my new nappy.
"Silly baby, only big boys get to cum like a man, you're just a baby, my pathetic little piss baby. So weak and feeble that you've allowed a woman to put you in nappies and drain your cummies without the pleasure of an orgasm. You'll be just as horny but unable to gain pleasure. The way I want you to be, needy, deperate, willing to do anything to get to make cummies like a big boy again. You won't. You're mine for as long as I want you to be, and as long as you are you'll only ever get to cum like this, milked like the baby you are."
She closes the nappy around me, I can feel the cum oozing around my cock. She slides the plastic pants back up, locking them in place.
"I want you to feel that for the rest of the day, so you have a constant reminder of your fate." She locks me back in my crib.
"Oh and I do hope you've given up on trying to get out, do you know why I allowed you to make cummies?"
"Happy 1 month anniversary baby. 1 month and no one has found you or even come close. The police have stopped looking, people think you've either left the country or are dead in a river somewhere. This is all you will ever know from now on, enjoy your nap while I make your breakfast."
She shuts the door and I'm left with nothing but my nappy and future to think about
