Padded Confessions (Sub Special Commission #4)

I wrote a series of these commissions for free, on stream, to celebrate hitting 100 subscribers. Enjoy!
EDIT: Someone take the Patreon interface away from me. This was supposed to be a scheduled post that would go live at a later date. Whoops. 

Luisa moaned, arms spread wide as she tried to resist.

“Admit it,” the voice whispered, mocking, almost laughing.

She wouldn’t. She wouldn’t. Shaking her head, she bit her lip and tried not to think about how incredible the sensation between her legs was.

Despite how hard she tried, Luisa could never see the figure who was tormenting her with pleasure. Tied spread eagle to the bed, Luisa could see little flickers of motion around the corners of the blindfold she wore, but never enough to make out details.

“Just show me how much of a smelly baby you are, and I’ll let you have your fun,” the voice said. It was feminine, but Luisa had no idea who it was that was speaking. She didn’t recognize it.

She did recognize the crinkle of the thick diaper between her legs, and the sensation of the toy that was pulsing against her padding. As the rhythm increased, she gasped, and she heard the voice giggle.

“You know what you need to do.”

That was true as well. To get the release she so desperately desired, all she had to do was use the diaper.

The voice never forced her to have an accident. It was always voluntary, at least in one sense of the word.

A hand caressed her naked chest, lingering briefly over her breasts as the pulsing slowed, giving Luisa a chance to catch her breath. “Just a little accident. Nobody would even notice.”

“Screw you,” Luisa spat. “You can’t make me!”

“I can’t,” the voice agreed, “But you both know that you will. Because you love filling your diapers, no matter how much you’ll try and deny it.”

A second passed, and then a moment. Luisa was brought, gasping and moaning, to the edge of climax and then pulled sharply down from it for what felt like the millionth time.

“Dammit!” she finally yelled. “Okay! Fine!” Holding her breath, she released her bladder, sending a fine trickle of urine into the thick, thirsty padding.

That made the voice giggle, but that was all. “Silly little baby. We both know that wasn’t what I meant, and it’s not what you want.”

Also true. They weren’t going to let her out of this predicament until her diaper was bulging, heavy, and smelly enough that it couldn’t be mistaken for anything but a full diaper.

Luisa hated to humiliate herself like that, but as the pulsing vibration sped up once again, she knew she wouldn’t be able to outlast her tormenter. It was going to happen, sooner or later, so she might as well make it happen sooner.

Pulling up her knees as much as her restraints would allow, Luisa started to push.

She could hear the voice snickering as she did, laughing at her humiliation, but she’d already started. Grunting, she forced it out, mush creating a bulge in the seat of her diaper that spread and smeared. The smell quickly filled her nostrils, and she felt the diaper sag under the weight of the mess, pulling towards the bed.

“Good, good,” the voice teased. “Show everyone what a helpless little baby you are, and get your reward.”

The pulsing quickened as Luisa pushed more muck into her diaper, and she gasped, approaching climax, until-

Just before she could get satisfaction, she sat up in bed, covered in a cold sweat.

Looking down at herself, Luisa groaned. Not again.

Ever since the dreams had started more than a month ago, she’d woken up to find that she’d wet and messed in her sleep. After three nights she’d started using protection, but even so, waking up in a smelly diaper was humiliating, and there was no way to hide it from her roommate. Everyone on her floor knew she’d been completely helpless at night, though she hadn’t told anyone about why.

Looking at the bunk across the dorm room, though, she saw that her roommate was still asleep.

Quietly, so she wouldn’t wake her, Luisa reached under the bed for her wand. As long as she’d already filled her diaper, she might as well have a little fun with it…

She’d never admit it out loud, but the voice was right. She loved being a smelly baby.