Date: Wed, 5 Sep 2007 04:41:21 -0700 (PDT)
From: Tony Myers <lil_tonyboy@yahoo.com>
Subject: Trining my Diaper-Bitch - part 16

Warning: This story contains scenes of spankings, diapers, shaving and
non-consensual sex.  If such subjects are offensive, uninteresting to you
or if you are a minor in your country of residence please leave now. I
would also advise you that one should practice safe sex at all times and
not be careless like my fictional characters.

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As the author I would appreciate your comments -- pro and con, including
constructive criticism, suggestions or maybe just a short note if you find
this story worthy to be continued.




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Chapter 16

Albert and I went to the library to have a drink before dinner.

"He is getting there nicely, don't you think?"

"Yes, Albert, I'm really glad he adapts to it so well. Then again, that
means we need to find new things for him every so often. We don't want him
to get too used to it. No real routines and patterns or he will loose
interest. We can't let that happen."

I leaned back in my chair, satisfied with the results of the day. Baby had
had his daily doses of cum, he more or less let us do whatever we deemed
right to do to him, he took his spankings and did not argue the
diaper. That was a great step forward for him, I was really proud of my
pet.

A knock on the door interrupted my reflection on the fun day I had with my
pet; Edwards came in and announced a visitor.

"Sir, Dr. Jackson just arrived."

"Oh, he's already here? Show him in, Edwards. Could you arrange another set
for him at the dinner-table?"

"My pet will get to it right away. Would you also like to have some
entertainment for dinner?"

"Albert? What do you think, a little down-time from Baby and some play-time
with Edward's pet?"

"Sure Peter, why not. It might refresh our energy for tomorrow. It's not
going to be easy."

"I'll get everything ready then." He nodded and went to the door to let
Matt in. He came in grinning like a cat that had just fallen into the cream
bowl; he let himself drop into one of the chairs and just nodded his thanks
to Albert who handed him a drink.

"Hey there guys, I hope you don't mind me showing up tonight? I thought I
come here, eat one of Edwards delicious dinners, stay in a guest-room and
get a nice early start tomorrow with our project."

"Not at all Matt, you know you're always welcome here. I'm glad to have you
visit." And I was, Matt was fun having around. I really did want to share
the day's news with him, so we could change the treatment-pattern if
necessary.

"So tell me, how was your pet's first day with his new Daddy?" I got up to
refill his glass and Albert started to tell him about our day with Baby. I
only interrupted him twice to add a bit of detail to the story, but other
than that, I kept quiet and enjoyed my drink, going through the images in
mind along with the story. After he was done, Matt sat up and just looked
at me.

"Wow, that sounds like a hell of a day for the two of you. And you say he
started lactacting? That's wonderful, but we might need to go for another
type of nipple-piercing then, we wouldn't want to accidentally hurt his
glandular tissue."

"His what?" I looked at him, not knowing what he meant.

"The ducts that produces and stores the milk in his tits. We do not want to
hurt that or the ducts that transport it to the nipple, so I think we
should go no higher than an 5mm going through, we can make that up with a
16mm attachment like the nipple-stirrups I showed you, they are perfect for
him; nice and heavy. Or if you would prefer a tube with a bar- bell going
through that would leave almost half an inch of the tip free to be sucked."

"You're the doctor and you know we all do what the doctor recommends."

The door opened again and Edwards announced that dinner was ready to be
served.  We put our glasses aside and followed him to the dining-room. The
long table was set formally and the centerpiece was Albert's toy-boy
kneeling with a silver platter that he balanced with a bend holder that was
stuck in his ass right in the middle of it. He was a beautiful looking, his
skin pale, no tan at all, only his ass had deep red marks on it, Edwards
believed that a pet must be spanked thoroughly to help him remember his
rules.

His blond hair was bound back with a piece of leather, a ring-gag held his
mouth open and made his spit drip into a small bowl set under his chin. He
wore a harness that kept his arms cuffed on his back, the straps that held
his cheeks spread wide were fastened on thigh restraints. Edwards had used
an ankle spreader bar to display him in all his glory. I sat down at the
end of the table, his ass in full view. The two straps that run down his
crack to hold it open connected to his sac which was hanging low due to the
four pound weight attached to it. His prick was at attention and tied
tightly to keep him erect, a strap ran from his pierced cock-head to his
nipple rings, not allowing him to move without being in serious pain. He
was a piece of art.

Albert and Matt took the chairs to each side of me and Edwards started to
serve us dinner.  During the week we usually didn't make a fuss about
dinner even though Edwards was an excellent cook and loved his kitchen, so
we just had some Mediterranean Pasta and some salad, accompanied by
delicious dinner-rolls served from the boy-platter.

"Sir, if you want, I will prepare dessert now."

"Sure Edwards, make it something sweet and creamy."

We watched as helped the boy down from the table by removing the platter
first; the weights and the spreader stayed in place. He led him over to the
side and told him to stay and not move until he was told. My butler left
the dining-room to return shortly pushing a sturdy serving cart towards the
boy.

"Now get on it bitch, it's time for desert." He made him lie down and tied
his upper body to the blank metal surface. Grabbing the spreader bar he
yanked the pet's legs up and pushed them behind his head, folding him in
half. He attached a chain to the spreader to make sure the boy held
still. What followed then was truly amazing. He took popsicle- like
ice-cream and began stuffing the obscenely displayed ass, used sweet cream
on his smooth balls and his erect prick, decorated his face and chest with
mousse and fruits and stuffed his piss-slit with thin chocolate sticks.

"Gentlemen, Dessert is served." Smiling lewdly, Matt was the first one to
get up and of course made a straight bee-line to the stuffed hard-on. He
was really possessed with the idea of sticking things into penises. I went
to the cream-covered face and started to lick up my dessert. I would leave
some of it for the boy, but wanted it topped with some icing from my cock
before I would feed it to him.

The pet was already moaning and panting, Albert had lost no time to get
busy on his chest, biting and chewing his nipples making the fruit-juices
mix with cream. The moans were abruptly cut off when I stuffed my dick into
his mouth at the same time Matt was taking his tight ass with one forceful
thrust. He was moving in and out of him, while I had my dick masterfully
licked and tongued. Matt's hand was still on the chocolate sticks, pulling
them slowly out and then push them back in fast. The slender hips began
moving in rhythm with our thrusts, my dick was now being massaged and
squeezed by the toy's rapidly working throat. It was wonderful; at that
moment I almost wished my Baby would be that obedient and pliant so I could
use him like that.  But that was not to be, he could never be like the kid
under us. Edward's lover had been with him for two years now and wanted to
be treated like that. He liked being occasionally 'forced' to service other
men, and he always took the fun out of it for me by thanking me for the
'fuck' the next morning. I shook my head to clear my mind and concentrate
on the pleasure I received from the skillful blow-job. My balls were
starting to tighten up, the all too familiar feeling of the oncoming
eruption announcing my orgasm. I grabbed the boy by his ears and fucked his
mouth, trying to shove myself in as deep as possible. He took me in,
greedily sucking my cock, not even stopping when Matt rammed into him once
more shooting his cum up his ass. One more thrust and I was there as well,
I pulled out and came spurting my cream all over his face. Albert came
around the cart, ready to take my place. He used his index finger to scoop
up the mix of cream and cum and fed it to the boy who was eagerly licking
and sucking on his finger. Matt decided he would take care of the nipples
for a while, so it was up to me to fill up the boy's hot cunt. Edwards came
to refresh his decorations, clearly pleased that we enjoyed his slave so
much. And we started all over again.

I don't really recall how many rounds we had with the boy, I just knew that
at one point the boy started screaming and yelling, begging us to be
allowed to cum. His cock was swollen and had turned an angry red and
finally Matt felt generous enough to use some of his special lube on the
boy's prick and balls that made him howl in pain and let him have an
unbelievingly intense orgasm, shooting string after string of pearly white
cum until he finally passed out.

I went to sit down in the nearest chair, exhausted from my orgasms and the
strenuous day.

"I don't know about you guys, but I think I'm going to turn in for the
night, it's been a really long day."

"That's a good idea, Peter. Edwards, do you need any help with your boy?
Want me to help you clean him up?" Matt turned to Edwards who started to
push the serving cart towards the door.

"No, Sir, thank you. He will spend the night outside in the dog-house for
punishment, so I won't be cleaning him up before tomorrow."

Well then, good night everybody, I'll check in on Baby once more and go to
bed." Albert left the dining room right after Edwards, leaving me and Matt
alone.

"So Peter, you're still set on your pet? You're sure you don't want one
more obedient and submissive?"

"No Matt, a boy like Edward's pet is fun on occasion, but this doggish
behavior is not what I'm looking for. What I need is the look on his face
whenever we come up with something new for him. The fire, the pain, the
lust and the hate. That is what I need."

"You will have that tomorrow. I got a surprise for you. Good night Peter."

"Good night Matt."