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 The Estate (C)2003 d.  edwards/san francisco

   Chapter 30

   The next morning John woke up slowly to the glow of daylight coming
through the drawn shades in front of him.  Rolling slightly made him
suddenly aware of his tightly bound position and the familiar wave of panic
washed over him briefly before receding as he forced himself to relax, not
wanting to go down that road again.  He was becoming used to the tight
swaddling; it seemed this morning to almost begin to calm him away from
that edge.  His mouth felt...different somehow as he continued to wake; he
was surprised to discover that he was missing his ever present pacifier. 
Squirming slightly he felt it next to his neck and that seemed to calm him
further, knowing somehow that having it drop from his mouth at night was
acceptable.  He lay back and relaxed further into the soft cocoon binding
him, drifting, not thinking until, flexing his folded legs, he was aware of
the thick layers of cloth between his legs and heard the crinkle of
plastic. The events of yesterday suddenly rushed back in, causing him to
jolt and fall back, once again loosing himself in a blind struggle to turn
over.  But the wall of pillows the nurses had build around him served to
defeat his efforts and remind him just how helpless he was.

   And how badly he had to pee, he realized glumly, knowing they were going
to make him use the heavily layered diapers that were pinned to him. 
Groaning in distress he lay there, his bladder and lower back aching as he
held back the increasing pressure, unwilling to let his muscles relax and
wet himself.  Time seemed to draw itself out into endless moments as he lay
there, sweating with the strain, the pain making him groan again, this time
even louder.  As if hearing him, he heard the far door swing open and the
sharp click of heels on linoleum as someone entered his room.  Several more
sharp steps and then the soft pad of feet on the rug as Annabel's face
appeared suddenly, smiling and cooing at him, pleased to see him awake.

   ''Sh..shhhh sweetie'' she comforted him, as she picked up the pacifier
and, wiping it off, popped it back in his mouth before he had a chance to
react.  His tongue and jaws immediately pulled it into place as saliva
washed the back of his mouth, wetting the nipple while his jaws started to
flex automatically, nursing it.  He frowned and stopped, unnerved that his
body seemed to work against his own will and that she had noticed it. 
Annabel laughed at his expression and bussed his nose with hers, making him
stiffen at her intimacy but not rejecting her touch as he had the day
before.  He became confused with that thought, not understanding what had
changed in himself to accept a caress from this woman who inflicted so much
pain without a seconds hesitation.  She leaned over him and helped him sit
up slightly, causing the thick diapers to press his bladder and making him
groan even more as he strained against the increased pressure.  Frowning,
she sat back and began running her hands over him, checking to find the
source of his discomfort.  As her hands pressed and poked over his lower
belly, his reaction told her the cause.  She nodded, understanding better
now and started to unzip the sleeping sack to reveal the tops of his
plastic panties and diapers.  He blushed furiously, still unable to bear
seeing his body dressed and handled this way.  He started to try to pull
away from her touch but she held him easily with the other hand as several
snaps came undone and her cool hand descended down to his folded penis
snugged up tightly between his legs and the liner.

   ''Ahhh...,'' she smiled, feeling how dry he was.  ''Still not able to
wet, hmmm?  Let's see if we can help things along and get you started on
using diapers more often,'' she said as she pulled her hand out and
refastened the snaps of the plastic panty.

   ''Ooops, wait a sec,'' she said as she checked her wristwatch and
re-opened his diaper to gently straighten his member and remove the mesh
condom wrapped around it.  She placed it to one side as she refastened the
diaper even more tightly, snapping the panties closed once more.

   ''Let's sit you up a bit more.'' she said, moving around behind him and
picking him up slightly, getting another groan of agony from him.  Kneeling
behind him she leaned him back against her and reached around to slide one
hand under his plastic panty and cover his diapered groin as her chin
nestled into his shoulder, the other hand firmly holding the pacifier in
his mouth.  She began whispering, ''Just relax.......relax and let it come.
Don't worry, nothing's going to get ruined, just let go.....'' Pushing down
with her wrist very gently on the bulky cloth covering him increased the
pressure as she continued whispering encouragement, and eventually she felt
his body relax and her hand felt the heat of his urine spreading into the
diaper.

   He felt the first wave of relief with horror as his muscles began to
relax against his will and hot urine began seeping into the thirsty padding
around him.  Her soft words of encouragement in his ear only deepened his
anguish as the diaper began to soften and fill around his bottom, swelling
tightly against the tapes holding it together.  All of his control was
gone, and he began to cry, partially in relief but mostly because he knew
now, with this young woman wrapped around him so intimately, that he was
going to lose; that these women were going to change him into whatever they
wanted, no matter what he did or tried to prevent.  HIs diaper continued to
fill as her hand massaged the soft bulge between his legs, her soft humming
in his ear.

   Chapter 31

   Delores walked in on the two of them there in the playroom just as John
finished filling his diaper.  She watched as Annabel then leaned him back
and with delicate touches, had him lift his legs so she could change him.
Delores waited until John was completely exposed, legs in the air, before
making her presence known.  She noticed his immediate panic and was
delighted to see it pass once he'd spotted her.  Annabel looked up from her
wiping and smiled, inviting the head nurse to sit down with them.

   She knelt and leaned over, resting her elbow along side his head, her
left breast almost brushing his cheek, seeing him go nearly cross eyed as
he tried to focus on the buttons of her blouse.  She laughed and pressed
him into her breast, covering his surprised face almost entirely.  He began
squirming under that soft weight, trying to raise his head but he held him
firmly until he settled down and his breathing slowed.  She could feel the
pacifier begin its bobbing as she looked up at the other nurse.

   ''How did he do this morning?'' she asked, pointing to the soggy pile
under John's legs as Annabel set out fresh supplies.

   ''Filled to overflowing,'' Annabel said.  ''Right through the liner and
we were lucky Julie put that rubber pad under him.  I think we should
switch to cloth and double them up at night; the disposables just don't
handle the amount he's wetting.'' Delores nodded, looking down at John, now
calm and hidden under her.  ''OK, that's fine.  Start with six layers and a
velcro wrap.  It's bulky but that's just fine for right now; we want the
leg spread.

   ''Maybe,'' she began, giving John a slight nudge with her breast to get
his attention,''Maybe we can remove the ankle restraints if we can get our
little one to promise not to pull any stunts like he did yesterday...'' She
waited to see his reaction and was pleased to see him take a deep sigh and
give the slightest of nods in agreement.

   "Good,'' she said, tickling his ear, ''We'll start this afternoon.''
Annabel made some notes for supplies and then nodded over to the mesh
condom, passing it over to Delores and silently asking the head nurse to
review the results.  Taking it from her Delores rolled back the sides,
revealing the inside cap that had held John's penis.  The bright red stain
covering it made her grimace, knowing she'd have to inflict another torment
on her charge that day.

   'Damn that bitch', she thought, cursing Jasmine for forcing her hand
with John.  This wasn't supposed to happen for another two weeks and here
it was only the third day!  She sighed, bracing herself for what she knew
was going to be upsetting to both of them.  'I hope she never gets out of
that damned mesh,' she thought, 'It would serve her right......'

   ''Annabel,'' she sighed, ''let's set up for a manual.''
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