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Meet the nurses part 3

Nurse Gabby

“Haha lil crinkle butt! I’m surprised you managed to wiggle out of your restraints, but surprise…we let you! See you’ve been such a naughty boy always wiggling around and not cooperating, so we had to give you that glimmer of hope by loosening your restraints. Hell we even switched the exit signs to lead you directly up here to me, waiting with your calming injection and your loosing control injection. Aww I know the needles can be intimidating, but that’s why we’ve got some other nurses coming behind you right now to hold you down! Be a big boy for Nurse Gabby now champ!”

Nurse Sasha

“Hee hee yes baby, you know what this is! It’s really all I need to give you the perfect suckling mouth the other nurses have been whispering about. Idk, have you been a good boy and messed your diapee?” *she knew it was all a threat, his mommy specifically requested they leave his teeth alone and just give him the toddler treatment, but it was still a powerful threat”

Nurse Amanda

“Shh just relax. I promise the other nurses won’t come in here and find out. You have a beautiful pee pee. Besides, how is Nurse Amanda supposed to put your diapee on if you have a stiffy?” She acted like this was a special treat, but really it was to condition you to love being a baby and to give you a glimmer of hope for meeting your new mommy.

celebritystrokecaptions: Dying to see Bryana Holly in one of your gorgeous Chastity captions. Thanks so much! Fantastic work.

God how Nikki loved every little thing about her husband’s valiant struggles to hold back his orgasm.

It was so hot to her… so unbelievably sexy. His desperate sounds of pleasure and frustration blending together…. the way his mucles tensed and body shook as he tried to fight his body’s instinctive urges… the way he fough to deny himself what he so desperately needed…. all for her.

It was so exhilarating to her… so empowering. Just thinking about it during the middle of the day would make her moist with arousal… but now? With Todd’s cock buried deep inside her? With his sounds of need so sweet, so delicious, so desperate being muffled in to the softness of her breasts? Now, she was absolutely dripping.

Sure, Nikki did her part to…. help him…. so to speak. She had first slipped a steel cockring down and around the pulsing base of his shaft…. ensnared his heavy balls in an elastic noose that she pulled snug and tight around them…. doing her part to help him keep all of that pent-up cum trapped inside…. to prevent his aching hardon from exploding with its desperately needed release.

Still, Todd had to contend with the moist, creamy softness of her pussy that held his cock captive… the way it so effortlessly glided along the length of him…. the way it wickedly rippled around him, clutching, squeezing and releasing…. the erotic rolling, grinding and undulations of her curvy hips that allowed her silky folds to tug, pull and tease the length of him.

When Nikki fucked a man it was with the sensual fury of a sexual goddess… subjecting her lover to the the most surreal of pleasures… unless of course, he was expected to withstand her sensual assault on his cock and deny himself release.

As she knew he would though, Todd did exactly that. Though the agony and frustration couldn’t have been more apparent in his moans and whimpers, she could feel his cock still hard, thick, swollen and throbbing inside her…. even as her powerful, shuddering waves of pleasure were now finally beginning to diminish.

Nikki could feel his body shaking with need, the sounds coming from him now incoherent with desperation…. it was almost enough to make her feel sorry for him.

Almost……

Instead, it made her want to extend his sweet torment just a little longer…. to savor his desperation just a moment more. She wound her arms around him, cradling him close to her.

Her voice was silky and sultry as she purred, “Oh honey, you’re soooo close, aren’t you? You’re right there…. I can feel it. Don’t move baby, don’t move…. stay still…. I just want to keep you inside me a little bit longer.”

“Nikki no…. no more….. please baby, I can’t……. I’m too close,” Todd pleaded in a shaking voice. After fighting off his orgasm this long, the last thing he wanted was to disappoint Nikki now.

“Shhhhh…. yes you can baby….. hold it in….. hold back for me baby, don’t cum….. I’m not going to fuck you anymore, I promise…. I won't move... I just want you inside my soft, warm pussy a little longer…. ”

That nearly brought Todd to tears, but he continued doing his best to hold back. Smiling, Nikki purred, “Mmmm, that’s it baby…. that’s it, don’t cum honey…. you’re doing so well. I just want you to feel how soft, and tight, and creamy my pussy is wrapped around your cock for a little bit longer…. we're almost done, baby….”

A moment later Todd let out a desperate plea of, “Nikki please now??!”

She chuckled softly and gently lifted off of him, leaving his cock to twitch and bob wildly in the air, just before it was about to erupt wildly into the softness of her pussy.

Instead his orgasm teetered and teased near the very precipice, then cruelly disappeared and faded away. Todd all but collapsed in to her, the frustration so devastatingly agonizing it was nearly more than he could bear.

“Awww, you poor thing,” she murmured, kissing his head softly. “You were really, really close that time, huh? You did so well for me baby…..so well. Just breathe and relax for me now sweetheart…. breathe and relax…. ”

With a smile on her face Nikki held him close, stroking his hair, purring sweet assuring words of appreciation in his ear…. knowing full well that though the stiffness and swelling of his erection would likely diminish soon, Todd’s aching need for release would no doubt linger for hours and hours.

Perfect…….

Chicks before dicks! It's like "Bros before hos" but we mean it literally and enforce it with chastity. Now get on your knees, where you belong.

yeah yeah getting permission to cum we’ve all done it but we can do more when it comes to giving up bodily autonomy re: orgasms

doing everything right and still being denied just because they can

being ordered to masturbate/watch porn when you’re not in the mood

add your own ideas!

Karma

“Brooke, honey? What did I say about swimming into the deep end without your floaties?”

You wince at her words, the infantile tone of her voice.

“I can swim, you know!” you retort, splashing the water in frustration.

“Drop the attitude, honey. You’ve been swimming for a while. Time to check your diaper.”

“Fineee,” you whine, “Only cause I’m thirsty anyway!”

Maggie just laughs at your silly little display. She knows you’ll huff and you’ll puff, but you’ll always obey.

Like the obedient little diaper girl you are.

You waddle over to Maggie, shaking slightly from the cold. You no longer care about the swim diaper bulging out of your pink swimsuit.

Maggie wraps a towel around you, rubbing your arms to warm you up.

“Did you have fun swimming, dear?” Maggie asks sweetly.

“Yeah!” you answer.

“Any poopies?”

“Maggie!” you shout as she adjusts your swimsuit and pulls back your swim diaper, “I didn’t!”

As if you knew.

You’ve long since stopped paying attention to the state of your diaper.

“All clean!” Maggie says in a proud disbelief, “Good job, Brooke!”

Maggie hands you a Sunny D and sits next to you. You greedily gulp it down.

“I’m so proud of you, Brookie,” Maggie says with that same maternal twinge you hate, “Did you know that? I’ve been your best friend since kindergarten and have never been prouder of you.”

You look at her, confused. “Proud? Wh-why?”

“Because, silly goose, you adjusted to your new life so well! I thought you’d struggle and fight! Yet, look at you! You’ve turned into such a well-behaved diaper girl for your Daddy!”

Your new life.

Your cheeks burn in embarrassment. You think about your descent into diapers. Your loss of autonomy. The conversation when your husband became Daddy.

Despite wanting to run and hide, you look into Maggie’s eyes, mustering as much pride and dignity as you can. “Th-thank you, Maggie.”

“You’re very welcome, cutie pie. And now that you’re right where you belong, I have something to tell you.”

Something about her tone made you weary. “Tell me what?”

“It was me, Brooke.”

Your heart skips a beat. Maybe two.

“What was?”

“Everything. All of this. This was all my idea. I was the one who convinced your Daddy you’d be happier being regressed. I found the medicine that put you permanently back in pampers.”

It was her?

“Wh-why would y-you d-d-do that?” you stutter, barely more than a whisper.

“Don’t act so surprised, sweetie. You were always so immature it’s not a big loss. And someone as immature as you deserves this. But they definitely don’t deserve someone like your husband.”

“I’m not immature!” you squeal, stomping your feet, “Not! Not! Not!”

Maggie laughs. “Sure, Brooke. Besides he was supposed to get with me, not you. We met him at the same party and I said I was gonna get a drink and go talk to him. And what did you do?”

You look at her, eyes wide in realization. This is some sick revenge. “I-I…but he was perfectly happy with me!”

“Then why did he send you back to diapers? I barely had to convince him! You’d think he’d want his wife diaper free if he wanted to be with her! But he sent you right to the nursery without a second thought.”

“No! He loves me! Not you!”

“Honey, of course he loves you! Why do you think he changes your diapers and makes sure you’re cared for? He just…doesn’t see you as a woman anymore. You’re…well, this.”

A diaper-dependent baby reliant on her Daddy.

“It’s not fair! I don’t want to be a baby! I want my Dadd—I mean Husband!”

“It’s too late for that, little one. You’re in diapers now. Permanently. You’re Daddy’s special girl. But that part of your life is over. You’re too regressed to be in an intimate relationship, sexual relationship. You have your stuffies now.”

It’s too much for your little head. You grab the towel and hide your head. Looking—and acting—every bit like the regressed baby you’ve become.

“Awww, is my little Brooke throwing a tantrum?” Daddy laughs, rubbing your back.

“Hey, hun,” Maggie says, “I was just telling Baby Brooke she’s gonna have a new Mommy.”

You’re on the verge of yelling until you hear the unmistakable sounds of kissing.

Daddy was kissing Maggie.

The implications shatter you. Your husband clearly doesn’t see you as a woman. As a sexual partner. Not anymore. This isn’t cheating to him because you’re not someone capable of being cheated on.

To him you are a baby. There’s no coming back from this. You’ve regressed past the point of no return.

And then there’s Maggie. Your “best friend.” Your Maid of Honor. Who doomed you to a second babyhood all because your husband chose you over her all those years ago.

The worst part is you’ll never escape. You’ll be in your crib helplessly filling your diapers while Maggie sleeps with your husband.

Treated like a helpless, needy baby. Listening to them coo you while you’re on the changing table, messy diaper permeating the room.

She won. You’re status as a pamper packer is inescapable.

“Isn’t that wonderful, Brooke?” Daddy asks, “You have a Mommy! Now we’re one happy family!”

“No!” you squeal wildly, “She did this! She wanted me to be a baby so she could get with you Daddy! She’s lying to you!”

Daddy sighs. “No, honey, she’s not. She told me everything. And she was right. I deserve a real woman. And you deserve loving caregivers and clean diapers. This way everyone wins!”

Except you.

Daddy moves the towel from your head. You see Daddy and Maggie looking down at you like a tantruming toddler.

A silly, helpless diaper girl.

“Come on, Brooke,” Daddy says, “You’re going to love your new life!”

“I promise, honey,” Mommy adds, “We’re one big, happy family now!”