Kate’s Punishment

by Anna

 

Abrie was in a bind. Kate was one of her closest friends, and she knew what would be in store for her if she went through with what Gillian demanded, but she also knew what would happen to herself if she refused to do as she was asked. Nobody knew about her secret, she had never dared to tell a soul what had happened to her when Gillian ‘retrained’ her. Prior to meeting Gillian Abrie had lived very much her own life, ignoring many of her partner’s needs, but what the hell, she was a free woman, able to take control, knew what she wanted, and that was all that mattered to her. If others did not like it, bad luck.

All of that changed when her partner hired Gillian to teach Abrie a lesson she would not forget in a very long time. It had only taken 3 days, but those were the worst three days she could ever recall, and since then she had become a most obedient little girl to her Daddy. Daddy?, Yes that was definitely the right term, because she was now kept fully diapered all the time. The disposables she was allowed to wear outside of the home were quite discreet and so far nobody had ever suspected the true nature of the world that Abrie now inhabited.

She had left Gillian far in her past, although ever aware that she could be returned to Gillian’s particular form of ‘care’ should she fail to live up to the demands and expectations of her partner. That thought frightened her so much that she had never once dared to disobey her partner, never even thought of doing so. Gillian was not a person to be messed with, that woman was evil. Two days ago, Gillian had called on Abrie, under the guise of a social visit, but Abrie knew very well that one thing Gillian was not was a social creature. If she visited, she wanted something, and whatever Gillian wanted she normally got, one way or the other. From the moment Abrie saw Gillian on her doorstep she knew something was wrong, something bad was about to happen, though she could not think what she may have done to deserve such a visit.

It was with great trepidation that Abrie opened the door and greeted Gillian, curious to know why she had called, yet frightened at the same time. Abrie did not know if she were relieved or shocked to discover that the person Gillian was interested in was not herself, but one of her closest friends, Kate. It seemed that Kate’s husband had discovered Gillian and her ‘services’, and wanted Kate trained in the same way Abrie had been. Kate was going to become Shawn’s baby girl. She did not know what was about to happen to her, nor could she even have suspected her fate, but Abrie knew, that if Gillian wanted Kate, then Kate was going to become a very obedient little baby girl, and Shawn would become her Daddy.

Gillian did not stay long, she did not need to. Just long enough to make sure that Abrie knew exactly what was demanded of her, and what would happen if she failed. Abrie sat in fear for the rest of the day, trying to find a way out of this bind, but she knew that in the end there was no escape. Either she did as she was asked, and ensured Kate attended a dinner at Gillian’s house within the week, or Abrie herself would suffer for a full week at the hands of Gillian. Her greatest fear though, was not for herself, but for Kate. She knew Kate very well, and knew exactly how stubborn the girl could be. No matter how strong willed Kate may imagine herself to be, Abrie knew that Gillian had a myriad of ways through which she could break even the most strongest will. The stronger the will, the more the person would suffer, and that probably meant Kate would suffer tremendously, before Gillian released her as an obedient baby girl, back to her daddy and his care. Cold shivers ran down her spine as she contemplated the fate that awaited Kate, but she shuddered even more at the thought of what would become of herself, if she did not do this.

Nervously she picked up the phone and called Kate, hoping that it would not answer so that she could have a little extra time with a clear conscience, before starting the process that would lead to Kate’s downfall. Kate answered on the second ring, and was overjoyed to be hearing from Abrie. They chatted about various snippets of local gossip for about ten minutes before Abrie began to explain the reason for her call. She told Kate that an old friend had been in touch to let her know that she had recently moved back into the area, and had invited her to dinner the following night. (Abrie knew that Kate was free tomorrow night, so this would be a perfect time for her). She told Kate that this was someone she would love meeting, that Gillian was a unique person who Kate simply must meet. Kate was hesitant at first, but after a lot of cajoling from Abrie, soon agreed to meet her the following evening and go to Gillian’s house for dinner.

Abrie called Gillian, and told her that it was all set for tomorrow night. Gillian was overjoyed at the speed with which Abrie had been able to make the arrangements, and began immediately to prepare for the next night. Gillian did not live locally, and had rented a large house in an isolated part of the area for the task ahead of her. Shawn had already told her everything she needed to know about Kate, and Gillian knew from Shawn’s descriptions that there would be a bit of a struggle with this one. Gillian was ready for anything though, and the collection of restraints and other items she had brought with her would ensure that no matter how stubborn Kate was, Gillian would succeed, and Shawn would have his very obedient little girl returned to him in no time. A week at most Gillian thought to herself. She had dealt with some of the strongest women imaginable, and had never failed yet. This time would not be any exception.

Gillian chose her clothes, make up, and hairstyle with care the following evening, making sure that she appeared to be a completely normal, though successful woman. The house was decorated perfectly so as not to give away the true nature of her plans. Slightly upper middle class, and reasonably conservative. She greeted Abrie and Kate at the door on the dot of 7.30, pleased that Abrie had ensured she was totally punctual, arriving at exactly the time Gillian had suggested.

Kate entered the house and was taken aback by the style and elegance of the furnishings and decorations. After just five minutes with Gillian she understood why Abrie had wanted so desperately for her to meet this friend. Gillian was an absolute delight to be with, someone you felt comfortable around immediately and began to feel as though you had known her all your life. Gillian was very good at what she did, and had the ability to relax anyone within moments, especially as she was already armed with information about Kate’s favourite things. She worked her charm perfectly, and by the time she excused herself to finish off the dinner preparations, Kate was already telling her intimate secrets that she had only ever shared with Abrie and a couple of other very close friends before.

Gillian insisted that Kate and Abrie make themselves comfortable and to help themselves to the bar whilst she finalized the dinner, which would be served shortly. She refused their offers of assistance, assuring them both that it was only a simple meal and everything had been prepared in advance anyway. Kate and Abrie relaxed and chatted, mainly about Gillian, with Kate describing how impressed she was by Abrie’s friend. Kate almost went so far as to chastise Abrie for keeping Gillian such a secret and never introducing them before this night. Abrie blushed, and thought about what Kate had said to her about Gillian, thinking all the time that if she only knew the truth she would not be so comfortable and relaxed as she was now, but she made sure that nothing of her inner thoughts showed through, and agreed fully with Kate about how she knew Kate would enjoy meeting Gillian, and how she too looked forward to the remainder of the evening.

Meanwhile, Gillian was serving the dinner and setting the places at the dining table, making sure that Kate was positioned close to her side. The drugs she was putting into Kate’s serving would not take very long to have their desired effect, and she wanted to be certain that she was in a position to catch Kate when she fell after her muscle control vanished entirely. The concoction she used was one she had employed many times before, her favourite actually. It had the effect of relaxing the muscles of the body entirely whilst ensuring the mind remained fully alert. The victim could attempt screaming, complaining, or whatever they liked, but whilst their mind would formulate the words and emotions, the vocal chords and facial muscles would be so relaxed that the only thing that would emerge was a garbled babble. The final touch was a liquid laxative that would ensure her bowels were voided into her panties within twenty minutes of consuming it. Everything was set and she went to the living room to call the other two women to dinner.

Once they entered the dining room Gillian took complete control, ushering Kate and Abrie to their designated table places. Abrie did not require a second suggestion for her seating location, knowing that the meal that had been prepared for Kate would be something very special indeed. Gillian had employed the same trick on her when they first met, and she knew only too well what would happen next. Her only relief was that she also knew once the drug began to work its magic, Gillian would demand Abrie left them alone, and she would be able to leave this place and forget about what was happening here. She felt incredibly sorry for Kate as she watched her eating the dinner Gillian had made. Kate ate with voracity, complimenting Gillian on how delicious her cooking was.

They chatted about their lives whilst they ate, and enjoyed a great deal of laughter as each woman took it in turns to describe how they had enjoyed secret little moments away from their respective husbands and playing up just a little. Kate had particularly enjoyed describing her recent affairs, and giggling over the fact that she had been able to have such flings whilst Shawn was away working for the marines. They all giggled and laughed at each others stories. Kate was enjoying herself so much, and feeling a little light headed from the wine she had consumed, that she did not notice the slurring that was beginning to creep into her voice. When she finally did notice it, she thought it must simply be the wine and requested another glass.

The first course was over, and Gillian stood, moving across to stand behind Kate, and began to gently massage her shoulders. Kate was a bit surprised by this, but was also feeling strangely intoxicated, and having a little difficulty moving her muscles. She began to think that the wine must have been a lot more potent than she had been used to, and slightly embarrassed by the fact she may have gotten a little too drunk for a first meeting with someone as special as Gillian.

Gillian looked at Abrie, and in a very stern tone of voice, demanded she leave the two of them now, thanking her for coming. Abrie did not wait for a second request, she simply stood, turned and left the house. Kate tried to stand, shocked at the sudden turn of events, but found that her legs had turned to jelly. As she tried to stand she almost fell to the floor, but Gillian was ready for this and caught her perfectly, lowering her back into her seat. Kate began to feel the rumblings deep within her bowels, and knew that she needed to get to the bathroom or she would embarrass herself completely. She tried once more to stand, but her muscles would not respond at all. Kate suddenly felt herself become gripped with fear as Gillian ordered her very firmly to stay in the chair.

Gillian produced a length of cotton rope that had been secreted on the sideboard earlier and slipped it gracefully over Kate’s head and down under her breasts, tying it off to the back of the chair. Kate tried to object, tried to scream out, but could not make the words coherent, and simply babbled like a baby. Her mind was clear though, and raced as the fear of what was happening tore through her being. She suddenly realized that she must have been drugged, but could not think of why Abrie would set her up like this. Her bowels grumbled and turned once more, and she began to feel the overpowering urge to defecate. Again she tried to struggle in vain against the ropes, but her muscles simply failed to respond. Instead she slumped in the chair, propped up by the rope around her chest.

Gillian walked to the opposite side of the table and sat herself in the chair there. She looked across at the helpless Kate and smiled. Her smile broadening as she heard the sounds of Kate’s bowels emptying into her panties. Kate screamed internally, blushed furiously, and felt complete fear and humiliation, as she noticed Gillian smiling, and staring at her. Kate’s bowels completely emptied themselves into her panties, leaving her sitting in a soft, warm mush, feeling extremely uncomfortable and humiliated, yet the fear had now grown to terror as she began to comprehend that she was completely at the mercy of Gillian, and could do nothing at all about it.

After what seemed an eternity of silence, Gillian stopped smiling, looked at Kate with what seemed like pure hatred in her eyes, and began to explain to her what was happening, and why. She told her that she had been drugged, and asked that she not be too harsh on Abrie for being a co-conspirator against her, saying that she really had no choice in the matter as she would have suffered much more than Kate will if she had failed. Kate tried to hold her head up, tried to beg Gillian to stop this at once, but again, she simply babbled and her muscles failed her. Tears streamed down her face silently, as she sat, tied into place, able to do nothing but listen. The sensation in her panties felt disgusting to her, and the smell made her feel as though she wanted to throw up, but she could not even manage the muscle control required for that.

Continuing, Gillian explained that she felt disgusted by women who could not respect their marriage vows, “those little sluts, just like you”, she said. She told Kate how Shawn had arranged this for her, had paid Gillian quite a great deal to ensure that Kate learned her lesson and learned it well. She told Kate that she had better get used to the feeling within her panties right now, as her days of using the bathroom were over for ever. This shocked Kate completely, both the knowledge that Shawn had set her up like this, and the last comment regarding use of the bathroom. She knew within her that the drug would soon wear off, and once she regained control, she would act out her rage. She wanted to kill right now, kill both Gillian and Shawn for what they had done to her. Instead all she could do was sit, with her rage building within and her body failing to respond to any attempts to control even the slightest function. Waiting for her chance to escape.

Laughing now, as she watched the pathetic attempts Kate made to gain some sort of control, Gillian continued her explanation. She told Kate that from this moment on, she was nothing more than a little baby girl, and that until she accepted that fact, and started acting like a good baby, she would not be released from Gillian’s control. Kate was told that the only time where she would be allowed to go home was when she had learned to be fully obedient, and had accepted her fate completely. Kate could not believe what she was hearing. She knew that Shawn had a fetish for diapers, and had wanted her to wear them, but she had never imagined that he was prepared to go to such lengths to ensure it happened. Kate made her mind up that this time would never come, and that she would find a means of escape, at which time Shawn would pay for what he had done, and pay most dearly.

Gillian stood and turned to leave the room, stopping as she reached the doorway. She turned and looked at Kate once more, who was now starting to form pools of drool on her top as her saliva ran uncontrollably from the corners of her mouth. She laughed out loud, then, looking directly at Kate with a fierce expression, laughed once more before telling Kate that she may as well get used to it, after all she looked quite the baby, sitting there with drool puddles on her top and her dirty, messy panties. She laughed again, then told Kate she would be back in a moment, before leaving the room and Kate to her thoughts.

Gillian stood at the door to the nursery for a moment, admiring the room, and considering just how lucky she had been to find this house in such perfect condition for her plans. The house belonged to a business couple who recently had a new baby daughter arrive, The husband had been called away for an extended overseas assignment by his employer, and so had rented the house fully furnished and decorated as a short term letting whilst they were gone. The new nursery, decorated beautifully for the baby girl, was totally delightful, and much more than Gillian had ever hoped to find on such short notice. She figured the Gods must have smiled upon her with this assignment, and prepared the way for Kate’s training and lessons in respect for the sacred marriage vows she took so lightly. She won’t be doing that gain, thought Gillian to herself, as she collected the cloth diapers, plastic panties, and baby change mat. She thought about getting a pretty little baby dress for Kate to wear, but reasoned that it might be best to just leave her in diapers and plastic panties for a little while. Before she left the room, she looked around once more, smiling particularly broadly as she spied the huge crib that stood in the centre of the room, its high metal barred sides, would prove completely perfect to ensure there was no escape for Kate once the drugs wore off, and she returned to full physical control again. Gillian considered that thought and hurried back to the dining room, knowing that although the drugs were extremely powerful, they were reasonably short acting and the effects would wear off within less than an hour. She wanted to make certain that Kate was firmly restrained before that happened.

When she returned to the dining room, Gillian walked around so as to be where Kate could easily see what she did next. She carefully laid the change mat on the floor before folding two thick cloth diapers, ready for Kate’s messy bottom. Inside Kate fumed and tried to scream out, but nothing would come, the tears flowed freely, being all she could manage. Her murderous intentions growing more intense by the moment. Finally Gillian approached Kate, lifting her head with her fingers so she could look her directly in the eye. Gillian then screwed up her nose and made comments about how the poor little baby had messed her panties. She told Kate not to worry because Mummy would get her into her soft diaper so that she could go have her nap. Kate screamed, or tried to, but was lost completely. Rage filled every part of her being.

Gillian loosened the ropes that bound Kate to her chair, being careful to support the slumping body as the ropes fell to the floor. She then lifted Kate easily and bent her forward so that she now was supported by the table, the upper part of her body laying across its surface. Taking a pair of scissors she cut away Kate’s dress, revealing a pair of white panties, stained dark brown by the mushy mess contained within. Carefully she lowered Kate to the floor, positioning her messy bottom over the waiting diaper, leaving her soiled panties in place.

Gillian told Kate that she thought baby should get used to being messy and wet, so she could stay in the big girl panties that she had already messed, like the baby she was. She then pinned the diaper securely around her waist before fitting the plastic panties over Kate’s useless legs. Kate could do nothing but cry, though inside she seethed. Her time would come she thought, all she needed to do was wait.

For a small woman, Gillian displayed great strength as she easily lifted the virtually lifeless Kate and carried her upstairs to the waiting nursery, lowering her body into the crib. Gillian raised the metal sides, and locked them firmly into place, then went to the other side of the room to retrieve four sets of leather restraints, each fitted with a strong padlock to ensure that once in place, they would not be removed. She fastened each of the restraints to Kate’s hands and feet, locking them against the side corner struts of the crib. Kate was now firmly locked into place, with no hope of escape until she was released, when that would be depended entirely on how quickly Kate resolved herself to accepting her fate.

The finishing touch that Gillian applied was a large pacifier that she fitted into Kate’s mouth. The huge bulbous teat acting as a gag that would muffle any attempts Kate made to scream once the drugs wore off and she regained her muscle control. This was strapped behind Kate’s head firmly so that it could not be removed. Kate was now completely helpless and firmly locked into her crib. All she could do was gaze around the room and be amazed by the fact that she was now very much the helpless, diapered infant, laying in her crib in a nursery that would make any parents proud. Pink lace and ruffles all over, and she the baby in the middle. Murder was too good for them she thought to herself, she wanted them both to suffer extreme pain, and she began to plan her revenge.

Once Kate was locked into place, Gillian simply looked down at her, made a comment about how cute she looked as a baby, and how her Daddy was going to be very proud of her when she went home, then turned, switched off the light, and left Kate to lay in her messy, smelly diaper. Kate could not believe that this was really happening to her, and as she lay in the dark room contemplating her revenge, she felt the exhaustion of her ordeal creeping up on her. Although she could sense some strength returning to her muscles, the emotional fatigue was too powerful, and she drifted off into a disturbed sleep, waking and falling every half hour or so, before succumbing entirely and falling into a deep sleep.

She was awakened in the morning by the feel of Gillian’s hand reaching inside her plastic panties to check for wetness. The diapers were soaked and Gillian smiled as she made comments regarding the little baby wetting her diapers during the night. Kate was outraged, she struggled furiously against the restraints that held her firmly in place. She screamed, but her screams were muffled by the huge pacifier strapped into her mouth. The glaring look that she stared at Gillian with told Gillian that Kate was definitely going to be a very fiery one indeed.

Gillian snapped firmly at Kate ordering her to behave herself and suggesting that the only thing her struggles would achieve was to hurt her more. The leather restraints and locks were quite strong and the crib, being made of stainless steel was not going to give no matter how much she struggled. Gillian told her that until she calmed down and began to accept her fate that this is where she would stay, no release at all, until she began to co-operate with her Mummy. Kate struggled more furiously and Gillian just laughed at her pathetic attempts to break free, watching as the leather restraints began to cut into Kate’s wrists and ankles, drops of blood breaking through where the skin had already been broken.

Moving over toward the closet, Gillian retrieved some fresh diapers and plastic panties, then returned to the crib, lowering one side. Even with the side lowered there was nowhere for Kate to run, her restraints attached firmly to the corner struts, not giving anything in the way of flex. Gillian began making sarcastic comments about the wet messy baby who needed her diapers changed as she slowly removed the snap on plastic panties and soggy, messy diaper. She had to cut Kate’s panties away from her, as she could not possibly risk releasing the restraints yet, Kate was still way to determined to attempt escape. Instead she simply cleaned the restrained and struggling body up as best she could, and as much as Kate would allow with all the violent and jerky movement. She then fitted a fresh cloth diaper in place, pinning it at the sides before placing a new pair of plastic snap on panties over the top and closing them up at the sides.

Looking down at Kate, Gillian warned her again about how her struggles and defiance would simply mean that she remained like this for much longer than was necessary. She reminded her how much of a slut and bad girl she had been, and how she need to learn to respect the sanctity of her marriage, and her husband’s rights to her. She explained the only way that this would now be achieved is when she fully submitted to the desires of her loving husband and became fully and completely his new baby girl, respecting his complete parental authority over her life. She then left the room.

Kate tried screaming, struggled even more violently against the restraints, and eventually was forced to stop due to the pain that now filled her where the restraints had begun to cut deeply into her skin. She never gave up her resolve though, and her intentions for revenge simply grew stronger by the moment. These thoughts were the only thing that kept her going, kept her glued to the task of surviving and ultimately escaping, kept her from giving into the demands of this evil woman who had made her a prisoner. Kate fixed her mind on that one thought alone, that once she managed to escape, and she WOULD escape, she would take out her revenge in the most violent and painful manner she could imagine. No matter what it took, no matter what kind of seedy character she had to employ, they would NEVER get away with this.

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Five days had now passed, and Kate was still no closer to submission. Gillian had to admire the resolve of this woman, but she had no time nor energy for admiration here. This was a job she was paid to complete, and paid very handsomely too. Time was running out for her, and it looked as though Kate was winning the battle. No more did she struggle, she simply lay in her crib, restrained and gagged, not making a sound, and tolerating everything that Kate did to her. The spankings and whippings were achieving nothing. Leaving her to lay in a crib that was covered in her own excrement, achieved nothing. Kate simply glared and seethed, but maintained her strength and resolve. Gillian knew that Kate was getting stronger as each day passed and Gillian failed to break her. Kate would require special methods. Gillian thought to herself that it was time to call in some extra assistance and to finish this job off once and for all. With her mind made up she decided that tomorrow Kate would be returned to her Daddy, completely broken and subdued.

Gillian made the required phone calls. This naturally meant that she would not be making as large a fee as she had hoped, but paying these two professionals would be well worth the expense. After they were done she would be able to confidently return baby Kate to Shawn and leave for home and her next assignment.

The surgeon arrived promptly an hour after receiving Gillian’s call. He knew what was required, having performed the simple procedures many times before. They both went directly to the nursery, where Gillian had already prepared Kate by slipping a relaxant into the bottle she had forced her to drink after making the phone call. They entered the room to find Kate looking extremely drowsy, but still wide awake. No problems thought the surgeon as he reached into his bag and retrieved the injection he had prepared before hand. This will put her out like a light for long enough to do what is needed he told Gillian. Kate tried to comprehend what was happening, but her mind would not focus, she was having a lot of difficulty staying alert, and her vision was already blurred, but when she saw the hypodermic needle she became startled and tried to struggle against her restraints again.

Gillian took a firm hold of Kate’s arm as the surgeon swiftly sent the needle home, deep inside her, pushing the plunger down quickly to deliver the heavy anesthetic into Kate. They waited a few moments whilst her struggles subsided, and then Gillian began to remove the restraints whilst the surgeon went to the bathroom to wash up and prepare for the short procedure. When he returned Gillian had the now unconscious Kate ready on the change table that would serve as an operating table for now.

The surgeon did not need to explain to Gillian what he was doing, she had used him on hard cases before, and she knew that this guy was the most effective at his task. Carefully manipulating his instruments inside Kate’s vagina, he pushed and twisted until his instrument was within her pelvic floor muscle region. A couple of quick flicks of his wrist and the nerves that control the muscles there were severed completely. Kate was now effectively bladder incontinent. Without being able to control her pelvic floor muscles she would never be able to stem the flow of urine again. Once her bladder was full, it would simply empty, and there would be nothing she could do about it all. The surgeon made a few extra little twists and turns with his instruments to ensure that the muscles themselves were sufficiently damage that this procedure would be irreversible.

They rolled Kate onto her stomach, and the surgeon began a similar procedure, this time entering through her rectum, and seeking out her bowel. Again, it only took a few little flicks of the wrist and this procedure was completed also. Kate now had absolutely no control over either her bowels or her bladder. She was, effectively, reduced to an infantile state when it came to those bodily functions. When the body needed to empty either bowel or bladder, it simply would, and Kate would have no prior warning. The first she would be aware of the need to relieve herself would be when it found its way into her diaper and she felt the spreading wetness or mush.

Fitting a clean diaper and plastic panties to her they both lifted her back into the crib and replaced the restraints. Whether Kate liked it or not, she was now completely dependant on the diapers she had grown to despise. The surgeon collected his fee, advised Gillian to watch out for the slight bleeding that would occur over the next 12 hours or so, and took his leave. Gillian saw him to the door, thanking him for the job he had done for her. He assured her that he was all too happy to oblige, especially as such tasks earned a healthy little fee, for such very little work.

Gillian returned to the nursery and placed a vial of smelling salts under Kate’s nose, to help rouse her from the effects of the anesthetic, which would be starting to wear off anyway. She did not have very much time before the next visitor, and although she wanted Kate to feel relaxed and drowsy, she did not want her completely unconscious.

As Kate began to waken Gillian slipped her feeding tube into the corner of her mouth and began to squeeze a small amount of warm baby formula into her mouth. Kate swallowed hungrily, her throat dry from the anesthetic, and happy to receive the liquid. This time though, Gillian had once again added a relaxant to the formula, one that would calm her mind, and her body together. Kate’s expression showed that she was suffering some discomfort as a result of the operation. Gillian noticed this and explained to Kate that she had been visited by a doctor, who had performed some examinations, just to make sure she had not suffered physically from the previous 5 days treatment. She did not want to tell Kate the truth just yet, she needed her to be relaxed and explained that there was something to help soothe the discomfort in the milk. Kate drank on, no longer aware of very much at all, her mind drifting between worlds, feeling very relaxed and strangely calm.

The doorbell rang, and Gillian left Kate to answer the door. She knew that this would be the hypnotherapist, and again, an expert who knew his job, and could work wonders with the most stubborn of minds. They greeted each other like old friends, and after he had made sure that Gillian had given Kate the required relaxants and mind altering drugs, he headed towards the nursery, and the task ahead. Gillian introduced him to Kate as a friend who would help her overcome her discomfort, and Kate responded calmly. The drugs making her mind receptive to virtually anything, and removing all fear and rage from within her on a temporary basis. Making that permanent was this man’s job. He knew exactly how to achieve the desired result, and set about getting ready for the session ahead.

Gillian left the two of them alone and went to prepare a drink for herself. Whilst she was there she called Shawn to let him know that his baby Katie would be ready for collection in the morning. She told him what lengths she had needed to go to and Shawn stated that he was not at all surprised, but extremely happy that she was able to achieve the desired result. Gillian gave Shawn a few simple instructions, such as being careful not to have sex with her for about three weeks until she had fully healed internally, and also about the reinforcement tape that would be required during the first week. He would have to play this tape at a low level for Kate whenever she slept. The messages on the tape would strongly reinforce those she was being given right at this moment, and ensure that after a week, her situation would never change. Shawn was as excited as he had ever been in his entire life. Finally he would have his wife all to himself, his very own sweet, obedient, little baby girl.

The hypnotherapist completed his work and left Kate asleep. The hypnotic trance would eventually pass into a deep sleep which would prove very relaxing for her, and she would awaken an entirely changed being. Gillian paid his fee and thanked him once more, returning to her drink, satisfied in the knowledge that the process was complete, and that once Kate awakened she would be able to tell her everything that has been done to her, and Kate would happily accept her fate.

The previous week had exhausted Gillian, Kate had been the toughest case she had ever had, but the relief and wine relaxed her, and soon she herself, had fallen asleep in the chair. Gillian was awakened a few hours later by the sweetest sound she had heard all week, it was as though a small baby were crying I a distant part of the house. She approached the nursery, the sound growing stronger and more distressing. As she opened the door she found Baby Katie, unrestrained, ungagged, kneeling in her crib, sobbing uncontrollably. Gillian approached her and began to hold Kate, rocking her gently as she stroked her face. Her fingers probing inside Kate’s plastic panties to check the diaper, which was totally soaked.

She gently lifted Katie out of the crib and placed her on the change table. As she removed the plastic panties and soggy diaper, Katie began to calm her sobs. Once Gillian began to wipe her diaper area Katie started to giggle as the soft wipe tickled her skin. Gillian reached down, blew a raspberry on her tummy and told her that her Daddy would be here soon to collect her and take her home. This brought the largest smile to Katie’s face that Gillian had ever seen. Gillian smiled as she watched Katie take the teething ring and begin to suck at its edges, cooing and gurgling, just like a newborn.

 

 

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