The Poser: Chapter 4

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“First thing’s first, let’s get you out of those nasty nappies,” said Donna with an undeniable smugness in her voice.

Deedee couldn’t believe her eyes. Only an hour ago, she was a strong, independent woman. Now, here she was, getting a diaper change from just about the last person she’d ever want to have seen her like this. She was forced to cover her bright red face as she felt the tapes of her diaper coming undone.

Unfortunately, things would only go downhill from here. Deedee’s humiliation only increased as she let out a small “EEEEP!” due to the feeling of a cool, clean wipe being used on her piss-covered diaper area. On one hand, she was thankful to be free of that disgustingly sodden diaper. She couldn’t enjoy her freedom, though, as one look at her former boss’s evil smirk was enough to remind herself that this was no stroke of luck.

Donna savored every second of Deedee’s misery as she lathered up her posterior and privates in lotion, placing her hands on her former employee’s body as delicately as she could. The result was a wiggly mess, as Deedee could not prevent herself from spasming at every slight graze and tickle she received. “Such a squirmy one, aren’t you? I know you're an excited baby, but this is no time for bouncing,” teased Donna, reaching into her mystery box, “Lucky for you, I have just the thing to keep you from moving about.”

As Donna rummaged through her box, Deedee peered down at her side, trying her best to see what Donna was doing. Sadly, before she could decipher what she was up to, Donna was already standing over her again, holding something behind her back. Needless to say, Deedee was sweating bullets, “W-whad?”

Giggling with much menace, Donna revealed what she was holding. It was a bright pink vibrating dildo, with an arm that extended out to stimulate the clitoris. “I think this is a fitting punishment. Since you love your diapers so much, I figure you’d want to be as happy as possible in them,” said Donna, her wicked smile striking fear in Deedee’s heart.

“N-NO! Nononono! Dat’s nod appenin!” shouted Deedee as she fruitlessly tugged against her restraints. This game had gone far enough, “PUNISH-SHER! Shtawp dis pwease!”

Donna placed a strong hand on Deedee’s pelvis to hold her lower half as still as possible. “Punisher? I couldn’t think of a more fitting name, DiDee,” she said as she shoved the lubed-up sex toy in between Deedee’s princess parts with much vigor. Despite Deedee’s protesting, her body welcomed the new appendage with open arms, as the vibrator slid inside without much resistance.

Bucking back and forth on the bed, Deedee was losing it. The soft, silicone dildo wasn’t huge by any means, but it was enough to press against her g-spot and clitoris simultaneously. And as a frequent masturbater herself, her body was already primed to react to this exact kind of stimulation. Her breaths became shallow and shaky as she buried the back of her head into the pillow.

With Deedee no longer able to verbalize dissent, Donna made quick work of powdering up her bum-bum and taping it shut, pressing the vibrator in closer to her most sensitive body parts. Reaching down into her box of fun, she pulled out the pièce de résistance, a sterling silver chastity belt. Since it was built for her own bodacious dumper, she hoped it would fit perfectly over Deedee’s much smaller rear with the added bulky diaper. Her hopes were met in spades, as the chastity belt clicked into place around the poor girl’s waist.

Deedee was unaware of the chastity belt until it was being secured to her hips. She could tell that the belt was designed for someone larger, but with how bulbous the diaper was, it was actually tight on her. The padding was squeezed in close to her, as was the little toy that was stimulating her vagina.

Even without the vibrator turned on, the toy was enough to drive Deedee insane. “Nuh, wha?” was all she could muster the strength to mutter out. She placed her hands on the belt and diaper and attempted to shove them off to no avail. She made an involuntary moan against her pacifier as she inadvertently pressed against the vibrator in just the right way.

Suddenly, Deedee’s whole body went stiff as she felt a small tickle in the center of her stomach. Craning her neck up from the pillow, she saw what appeared to be the most immaculate-looking feather that she’d ever seen. It was a warm brown color that faded into a dark, nearly black-colored tip.

However, the appearance of the feather was not what was on Deedee’s brain. Rather, it was the way the feather was delicately circling her belly button that was at the forefront of her mind. The tickling sent rippling sensations through her whole body. It was like every nerve the feather touched was connected to her clit, causing her to spasm and whine in pleasure uncontrollably.

Licking her lips, Donna got a feverish amount of satisfaction over dominating one of her worst employees ever. She reached down into her box for one last item, a small, pink remote with three buttons on it. “Time to turn things up a notch,” she said as she pressed the power button, awakening the vibrator inside of Deedee’s diaper.

The feather moved from Deedee’s stomach to her thighs, eliciting a far more outrageous response from Donna’s tortured guest. “Alright, Deedee,” stated Donna with a domineering voice. She tapped on the down arrow until the vibrator was pulsing at its lowest setting. Snickering, she knew it was time to finish Deedee off, “Beg.”

“Hu…huh?!” said Deedee meekly, her body on fire. She had never experienced such helplessness in her life. It was beyond arousing in the worst ways possible. However, in spite of her overwhelming horniness, she was still fully conscious of everything that was happening, forcing her to suffer the humiliation that her former boss decided was a long time coming. With the vibrator now slowing to a tiny buzz, she was unable to control her body’s carnal needs, as she grinded her hips into the bed.

Her frantic arousal caused Donna’s evil grin and sadistic desires to grow. She leaned in close to Deedee’s ear, making sure her words created an ASMR sensation in her eardrums. She whispered, “I said beg. Beg for me to let you cum. Either that or I edge you for the rest of the day.” She wiggled the feather a bit to emphasize her point.

Deedee’s frustration had hit its boiling point in several ways. Sexually, the denial was killing her. She was strong-willed, but could she really hold out all day?

Punisher

I COMMAND you to beg to cum.

“Pweash, wet me cum!” said Deedee with no resistance whatsoever. For the first time today, she honestly couldn’t tell if Punisher had made her do that or if her body had willed it out of her. Regardless of which, the result would be the same as her submissive statement.

With her thumb on the up arrow, Donna cranked up the vibrator’s speed, sending Deedee’s body into ecstasy.

Over in the chat, everyone was going crazy with the ongoing sexual developments.

Jassikins: Fuck this is so hot 💦 💦

YuukiSoulless: I wanna make her wet herself!

BlushyBen: I don’t think you have to lol! Looks like her diaper is already growing yellow!

AllySmolShork: Are you guys being serious right now? I played along at first, but this is getting too ridiculous for me, there’s no way in hell this is real

Flurp: AllyBuzzkillShork is at it again!

AllySmolShork: Screw this and screw you guys! I’m out!

Punisher: I COMMAND AllySmolShork to stay.

AllySmolShork: WTF!? What’s going on? It won’t let me exit the chat!

Punisher: I COMMAND AllySmolShork to be as Little as she acts

AllySmolShork: Am nod widdwe! Waid, whas goin on?!?!?!?!

Rachel’s Secret: Hehe I knew Ally was just a widdwe baby

AllySmolShork: HEWP ME! 😭😭😭

YuukiSoulless: I COMMAND AllySmolShork to wet herself!

AllySmolShork: NOOOOooOOO! >////////////////////<

BlushyBen: Awww looks like we have two little ones to look after now lmao

Jassikins: Baby Shork! Doo Doo Doo Doo Doo Doo!

Punisher: I COMMAND everyone to watch. Our favorite diaper girl is about to climax.

True to Punisher’s words, Deedee was currently on screen with her back arched high in the air as she screamed with pure pleasure. Her hips wagged and jiggled her already soiled diaper. The sheer amount of tickling was more than enough to piss in her brand new pampers.

“MMMMUUUUUUHHHH!!” yelled Deedee as her body was racked by the most powerful orgasm of her life. An orgasm so big that it caused several smaller orgasms to follow. Her eyes went cross as her body went limp, collapsing into the center of the bed.

Donna turned down the vibrator before pressing the off button. “Sounds like you enjoyed yourself, DiDee!” she stated with venom behind her doting words.

Deedee was too far gone after her explosive ejaculation to hear Donna, much less to think of any kind of response. Her head was nothing but empty space at this point.

*KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK*

Just as Donna was about to start untying Deedee, she was startled by a sudden knock at her bedroom door. Knowing for a fact that she had locked the apartment door, she knew it could only be her daughter, Fleur. Grabbing the discarded comforter off of the floor, she draped it over Deedee’s motionless body and moved quickly to answer.

As expected, Fleur was waiting for Donna outside of the bedroom with a big plush lobster in her arms. “Hi Mama, I heard scweaming and got worried,” she said as she shuffled in place, unable to stand still for more than a second or two at a time.

Donna stifled her maniacal laughter at the thought that she got Deedee screaming so loud that she was more audible than the music playing in the living room. Shaking those dirty thoughts out of her mind, she kneeled down next to her daughter, “Oh sweetie, Mama and her friend were only having a little fun. Nothing to fret over. She’ll be leaving soon anyway.”

“Can we go get ice cweam after?” said Fleur, bouncing on her toes.

Rubbing her chin, Donna gave her little girl a playful smirk, “I suppose that’s not out of the question. Give Mama five minutes to get ready, okay?” Patting her daughter on the head, Donna closed the door and turned back towards the bed, sighing with great satisfaction. What had started as a fairly unremarkable day was turning into quite the memorable one.

Panting heavily under the blanket, Deedee couldn’t make out anything that was being said by the mother and daughter duo. With the air growing dank under the sheets, she tried to maneuver her head out to get a good breath, finding her arms and legs much too sore to do any serious lifting. Thankfully, she wouldn’t have to wait much longer for a clean breath as Donna ripped the comforter off of her.

Without any words between them, Donna quickly undid Deedee’s wrist and ankle cuffs, allowing the girl to recoil in the bed. She then reached into her pocket and took out her phone, snapping a photo of the flushed, diapered girl in all her glory. “Look, I don’t know why you did this and frankly, I don’t really care. But if I ever catch you out of diapers again, this photo will be all over social media. Do we have an understanding?” she asked, though it was less of a request and more of an extorted demand.

Still shaking with a combination of terror and body-melting pleasure, Deedee nodded her head, too weakened to offer any sort of rebuttal.

“Good girl,” said Donna as she helped Deedee sit up on the edge of the bed, “Now, I need to take my little girl out for ice cream in a few minutes. You can see yourself out when you’re ready to stand.”

Deedee looked towards the door, wanting nothing more than to leap up and bolt out of here. Unfortunately, her legs were still a bit too jello-like to attempt anything like that.

Matti1242: Do you think we can get Donna to escort Deedee?

Punisher: I think that’s a phenomenal idea.

Rachel’s Secret: We can only control Deedee tho

Punisher: My dear Rachel, with the right words, we can make anyone do anything.

Matti1242: I COMMAND you to say “But Mommy, I’m scared.”

“Bud Mommy, I’b scawed,” said Deedee, lisping through her paci before slapping her hand over her mouth. Her words caused Donna to abruptly turn to look at her. She cursed the demented psychos in her chat who no doubt were getting off to the show she was being forced to put on. She went to make her exit before things got any worse. Sadly, her legs refused to cooperate with her, sending her tumbling to the floor. She once again moaned as the ground pushed back against her pelvis, putting pressure on the toy in her sex.

Donna quickly came to her aid, propping her back up on the bed. Despite her utter disdain for the girl in front of her, she couldn’t help but feel her motherly instincts, mixed with a touch of guilt, wash over her. Maybe all Deedee ever needed was a strong role model in her life. Her evil grin faded into a genuine one as she spoke, “Scawed, huh? I’m sorry, baby. Mommy didn’t mean to make you feel left out. Why don’t you join us for some yummy treats?”

Deedee shook her head no, wanting nothing to do with Donna or her lame daughter. However, it appeared her bed was already made, as Donna lifted her up and began to walk towards the bedroom door. And with no other commands coming in, this must’ve been exactly what the chat was hoping for. Her mind raced, thinking about what dreadful fates awaited her outside of this apartment in both Punisher and Donna’s clutches.

TO BE CONTINUED…