Wet, Wittle Gurl -- Part 1, So Wet in Bed -- by jessicablank Part 1: So Wet in Bed "I'm scared, Mommy" "What are you scared of, baby?" Dominica asked. Her Voice was soothing. Smooth, and gentle. "I'm scared I won't be able to stop peeing," Brianna whispered. "But that's what you wanted, isn't it?" Dominica replied. Brianna shuddered for a moment, gasping for breath. "Yes, Mommy." "You wanted to lose ALL control... and give it to Me..." Brianna closed her eyes, seeing only Dominica's face in her mind. "Yes, Mistress." The jade green eyes seemed to burn into her brain, and Brianna found it so hard to think. Her hand curled into a fist, and wiped down her chest... from her breast down to her tummy... then back up and wiped down again... over and over... Mea culpa... mea culpa... She tried so hard to find a handhold... an anchor... but her mind kept slipping down, down, down... Like on a long slide at the park -- grabbing the side rails would slow you down, but it HURT your hands. So little girl went sliding down, faster and faster, unable to slow down, unable to stop. Deeper and deeper into hypnosis. Baby... baby... Brianna lifted her legs, pulling her knees up to her shoulders, as she lay in bed. One hand was on the cell phone, the other was curled in a fist, wiping over her chest. "Mommy..." she began. "How old are you, baby?" Dominica asked. Her Voice over the phone seemed distant and intimate, all at the same time. Mistress whispered into Brianna's ear, though She was thousands of miles away. Brianna felt confused. She knew her real age, but she felt like a little girl. Something in the back of her brain averaged the two -- in some strange way -- and she answered, "Fifteen, Mistress." "That's a good girl," Dominica said. "Do you remember Sesame Street? And Big Bird?" Brianna let out a little squeak. She wiggled on the bed, and remembered watching her favorite Muppets. "Yes, Mommy." "Watch the TV, Brianna. Briaaaaaaaannnnaaaaa! Look at the TV screen. Remember when you were five years old? You can see it in your mind's eye. Today's program is brought to you by the letter... 'P'! Who's on the TV, Brianna?" "Um... Big Bird... and Oscar..." "Who else, baby?" "And Bert and Ernie..." "Good, Brianna. Good girl." Dominica let Brianna's mind see the puppets in her mind. "What is today's letter, Brianna?" Brianna felt the pressure between her legs. She grimaced a little as she replied, "The letter 'P', Mistress." "What letter?" Brianna felt a tear trickle out of her right eye. Something in her head was trying to resist -- and it was failing. Its failure made her feel sad, though she did not know why. "The... the letter..." Brianna tried not to say it. She wiggled on the bed, and tried to push the cell phone away -- but her arm was too weak. The phone stayed firmly pressed against the side of her head. "The letter... PEEEEEEE, Mistress!" Brianna cried, feeling torn, feeling broken. She knew what was coming next... She knew... "Younger," Dominica whispered. "Feel yourself becoming younger... Three years old... Who's on the TV now, Brianna?" The slave felt her crotch twitching, trying to resist. And she felt herself slipping down that long slide at the park. "Who's on TV, girl?" "Um..." "Put your thumb in your mouth. Who's on TV?" Brianna's hand rose up from her chest, and her thumb slipped in between her lips. It felt so comforting in her mouth. She sucked on it, and found her arms and legs relaxing. Her face suddenly felt warm and relaxed, all tension gone. Suck... suck... suck... "Who's on TV, Bri?" "Gwover," Brianna replied... her thumb pressed firmly against the roof of her mouth. "Mmmm... Grover..." Dominica replied. "He's always so worried, isn't he?" Brianna's eyes popped wide open. "Yes, Mommy!" "Grover drank a really large Coke this morning," Dominica said. "What is today's letter, Brianna? Listen to Me, girl. What is today's letter?" "Please, Mommy!" Brianna wiggled on the bed, feeling her bladder growing full. The pressure was becoming ALL she could think about. "The pressure in your bladder makes you think about Bert and Ernie in the bathroom. They need to relieve themselves. You can see Bert's huge eyes looking up at you from the TV screen... And then they close in ecstasy as he relieves the pressure... Ahhhhhhh!" Bri wiggled on the bed, the cell phone in one ear, and her eyes on the ceiling, not really seeing what was there... "Is today's letter 'Q'?" Dominica asked. "No, Mistress!" Brianna's response was as much begging as a reply. "Is today's letter... 'R'?" Dominica's Voice teased. "Please, Mistress..." Brianna didn't even know what she was begging for. "What is today's letter, girl?" Dominica teased... "Pee, Mistress." Brianna began to sob, quietly. "How old are you, girl?" Mistress asked. Brianna had to think a moment. It was hard. She felt so dizzy. The room seemed to be spinning around and around... "T-- thwee, Mistress." "Suck your thumb... suck your thumb... you are now TWO years old... How old are you, Bri?" "Two year's o'd," Brianna replied, the thumb getting in the way of her mouth. She just wanted to snuggle. Her face against Dominica's big, warm breasts. Bri wanted to suck on Mistress' nipple and go to sleep. Just go to sleep. It was so hard to keep her eyes open... staring at the ceiling... looking at the walls... "What is Grover doing?" "Please, Mommy!" Bri Replied. "What is Grover doing?" "He needs to pee, Mommy!" "That's right," Dominica said, "He needs to pee. You can hear Grover freaking out! He's going to EXPLODE! What is today's letter?" "Pee, Mistress," Brianna said. She was hyperventilating. She wanted the phone conversation to be over -- but she couldn't hang up... she couldn't stop herself..." "He needs to pee..." Mistress replied. "What do YOU need to do, little girl?" Bri moaned briefly. "I... need to pee, Mistress." "You need to pee," Dominica replied. "Yes, Mistress! Please, Mistress, please Mistress allow me to pee for You!" "Not yet, Bri... Not yet, Brianna..." The slave felt her thumb firmly pressed inside her mouth. Tears ran down her face. "Yes, Mistress." Her hips began to buck, trying to hold the pee in. Trying to hold back. "What shall I do, Mistress?" "Briaaaaannnnnaaaaa! You must obey Dominica." Bri responded automatically, "I must obey Dominica." "You must obey Dominica." "I must obey Dominica." "Who owns you, baby?" "Dominica owns me." "Pee, baby. Pee Brianna." Bri felt the rush of warm pee in her diapers. The delicious release of pressure in her bladder. The relaxing spread of wet warmth in her crotch, spreading down over her bottom. "CUM," Dominica commanded. Brianna squeaked, as waves of pleasure cascaded through her body. She curled up into a tiny ball, peeing and cumming at the same time. "CUM," Mistress commanded again. "Cum... cum... cum... peeeeeeeeee!" Brianna sucked her thumb and sobbed, orgasms rippling through her mind, her pussy, her chest -- even her feet. The wetness made her feel cold, even though it was sooooo warm! "Briaaaaaannaaaaaa!" Dominica cooed. Bri felt herself relaxing... uncurling... spreading out on the bed, her legs wide open. One arm dropped to her side, outstretched -- but the other held the cell phone pressed firmly against one ear. "Listen closely, Brianna. Listen closely, Bri," Dominica continued. "Remember what we talked about? The nursery?" Brianna spread her legs wider, the waves of orgasm still flowing up and down through her body. "Yes, Mistress." She was floating... drifting... Her brain felt slow... fuzzy... "Do you still want to do this?" Dominica asked. Bri felt herself swimming... trying to rise up through thick, heavy water, toward the surface. Needing to breathe. Needing to wake up. Real consciousness was so far away... so far above... "Yes, Mistress..." "Then meet Me tomorrow night at O'Toole's Pub. We talked about this. Meet Me there tomorrow, at 7:30." "Yes, Mistress. I must obey Dominica." "In the EVENING, slut!" Dominica laughed. "I'm not getting up early for a little slut like you!" Bri laughed too, not sure she really understood what the joke was. "Yes, Mistress. Tomorrow night." * * * * * * Oooooh! Wet, drippy bliss... and a date! What a lucky little baby Bri is turning out to be!