March 14, 2014
February 15, 2014
Name: Ayla Judson
Known for: Acting as a young girl forced to wear diapers in the short film “Redemption” (see http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x11v80x_redemption-bedwetting-and-consequences_creation )
February 11, 2013
Name: Jennifer Thompson
Age: Around 17
Diaper worn: Possibly pampers, goodnites pull ups, Depends (not sure which type), Tranquillity ATN (latest)
Using diapers for: Bedwetting, occasional/often day usage
Comments: Mother must always tape on her diaper at night at home without fail every night every week all year. Only once could she do it her herself as she was on a sleepover. In the morning, she lounges in her soaked diaper until she wants to remove it. More often than not, she waits or has to wait for her mother to untape her diaper in the morning. If that happens, she is not allowed to untape the diaper at all herself or touch it.
Jennifer is also “punished” by making to wear tape on diapers at home if she has wet her panties. At school, she is allowed to wear goodnites for modesty sake, although they have risen up her clothes and her boyfriend and possibly others have seen it. This is called the “Three Day Rule”. Once at home, her mother removes her pull ups and puts her back in proper diapers (ATNs) and makes her wear them but changes her regularly for hygiene’s sake. Sometimes she gets to wear the whole ATN since it’s not used. During hot or summer months however, her mother changes her ATN several hours to prevent infection. This “Three Day Rule” may be extended for a week or a few months, especially if Jennifer is sick and her mother thinks she needs to drink a lot and sleep more in the day. Her latest long “Three Day Rule” involved Jennifer using the ATNs in the day intentionally, sicne she said there’s no point in wearing a diaper and not using it. In previous times however, her mother would punish her more if she wet the day diapers or pull ups.
Her mother as placed her in ATNs for long car trips. She has been humiliated by being changed standing up in a ladies room, albeit in a stall but with other ladies noticing. She has also been changed on the ground while hiking. For some strange reason, Jennifer accepts this lifestyle.
Update: Mother diapers her almost 247 now. Only time she can wear panties is to school with a pull up underneath.
Pictures of her:
March 15, 2012
“BANG! BANG BANG!” I was suddenly aware that there was a loud noise. Eyes still closed, I stretched out my arms and was about to open my eyes when I heard another knock and then footsteps. “Wake up, Miss Seager, Wake up!”
“I’m…up,” I said in a super sleepy voice. “Wait a minute,” as I noticed am tall dark-haired man standing over my bed. He was dressed in normal blue jeans and wearing a white polo T-shirt.
“Who are you?” I said, slouching up in my queen-sized bed.
“Officer Michael Parkins,” his badge was hanging around his neck. “You missed your court trial yesterday, Miss Seager. And now you are under arrest.”
“What?! ioh..oh my gosh,” I cried, fully awake. I was suppose to defend myself against some miscalculation of funds–long story. “I’m so sorry!”
“You can explain that to others. Now, please turn around, hands behind your back,” the office ordered.
“Wait. Can I at least get dressed and call my….”
“You studied law Miss. New regulations say we can arrest people immediately on the spot, wherever they are, what ever they are doing. Now, turn around unless you want more charges slapped on you.”
I resigned and did so, a cold steel dug into my wrists. He brought me up and patted me down roughly. I was dressed in a pink thong and pink short baby doll, thus I flinched and turned red as he did so. “Kneel Miss,” I was going to ask why but I remembered the new rules, all suspects were also to be chained around the ankles. Thus he did so.
“I’ll let you put on your bed slippers and drap a bath towl around you, but that’s all,” he remarked. Minutes, later, I was seated behind in his patrol car on the way to the station.
At the station, I was led to a metal bench and my chains were locked to more chains, keeping me seated. After fifteen minutes, another policeman came in and told me I was to be processed. “There are no female on duty today and we must perform further body searches on you. We will not be rough if you cooperate.”
“I will, I just want this done an over with,” I said, resigning to my fate. I was brought into another room and my handcuffs, and robe were removed. Immediately following suit, my night clothes were removed and an intrusive search began, with gloved hands probing and my cavities. Finally, they finished.
Re-cuffing my hands, albeit in front, one of them instructed, “You get your chance to use the toilet for number two, and that will be the last time for a while.”
“Cause you’ll be in chains and also nappied afterwards.”
March 13, 2012
The kidnapping of Esther Heed is a heart gripping story of how a kidnapped millionaire’s girls lives through the whole sequence and finally gets locked into the Stockholm Syndrone to escape with her captors. Starring world renown and award-winning actress Emma Weston, it initially drew flak due to the scenes of nudity and bondage through out, not forgetting the constant swearing and almost rape scene. Emma and Scriptwriter Carl Thompson are here to explain the movie.
Me: So given my short summary Emma and Carl, is there anything you’ll like to add or clarify?
Emma: Why thank you this interview. You said “bondage”. I would say handcuffs, leg irons would be considered as “bondage equipment”. Yes, my character Esther is gagged almost every minute with a panel gag. I suppose that’s one such tool but the running idea was extreme silence and effective restraining–or silence rather. It’s nothing to do with domination sadomasochism stuff.
Carl: Thank you. Yes as Emma remarked, they are restraints which appear to be bondage stuff, but aren’t. If you want to dig so closely, yes we bought the gag and leg irons online from such groups, but not as a representation of them.
Me: Let’s go back to the background of the show. You’re well known for a famous movie series and one that’s has such a young audience. Why this?
Emma: (laughing) Yes, it sounds derogatory and paints a terrible image of me, considering I’m only sixteen right? But I’ve always wanted to break away from the “safe” type of movies or shows and try something new. This was a budget movie, a short one but it also was one with an element that I wanted. So even with opposition from my manage, my publicist, my parents and much discussion, i took it. I don’t want to be the normal female actress forever.
Carl: We thought it would take an older actress but Emma’s name came up immediately literally; she in fact called us one we place the script to all acting studios. I was like, are you sure you’re her? But yes, Emma did some “formal auditioning” and she got it easily. I’ve never worked with such an amazing actresses.
Emma: Thanks Carl.
Me: You really had no qualms about being stripped, locked and then diapered?
Emma: Well, that’s the first thing everyone chats about and some try to criticise. Simply, it passed all censors and even young teens can watch it. No, after my discussion, I didn’t see it as anything. It’s acting.
Me: It wasn’t say a body suit or anything? You’re vulva was really shaved in that scene?
Emma: Yes, you can’t shave a body suit can you? That took one take, but the preceding practices, it was all just a mock up. But that really did happen physically. My co-actors Dan and Sam really did shave me down there. As were the cutting often my jeans and my knickers, that also took one take. The cutting of my bra, well, that took four takes due to the camera angle.
Carl: Yes, that scene only. Emma’s the “one take Weston” girl. But that “cutting of the bra” scene, the lighting wasn’t great at first so we haha wasted lots of bras.
Me: And you were then diapered…
Emma: It’s what you never see in movies about kidnapped people right? How do they pee or shit? As this movie involved the victim being restrained 24/7, how do you let the person exercise bodily functions? That’s the beauty of the script and why I wanted this.
Me: So what was it like peeing and then defecating in the diaper?
Emma: (laughing again) Remember the “number two” was only done once in the show. But the peeing parts. Yes, I really did pee, it wasn’t any props at all. I did wet the diapers/nappies. Again, not something you expected me as an actresses to take.
Me: Can I ask how was it again?
Emma: You mean how the peeing occurred? That was a big stuff. Before the shooting began, I in fact wanted to see what being diapered was about. So without being changed into diapers, I wore one myself for about a week. For almost a day, i just couldn’t make myself pee into the diaper, no matter how much I drank. Only at night did I get up, stand up and pee. The rest of the week, I really practised peeping, but lying down as it was in most scenes of the movie. Then when it came to the shooting, it came almost naturally.
Carl: I too was wondering about that first, but when it came to the shooting and given what Emma did before hand, it was so bad, to put it simply. In fact, she stayed in the diaper between shots–since we took takes almost every hour and day. Of course, we had to use new diapers for different scenes.
Emma: Haha, yeah. I stayed in the diapers.
Me: And defecating…
Emma: Ok, that wasn’t really planned at first. I thought it was too gruesome and icky, which it was. But yes, it was during one take where I was really cuffed, gagged and diapered and didn’t clear myself of my breakfast when I signalled almost frantically to get them release me. So I brought up the idea with Carl and that scene happened. Yes, I did mess in the diaper. No, as the movie went, the kidnappers did not clean me up–the camera stopped, they released me and I cleaned up myself. But that was shown like for a minute or so. As you saw in the other parts after that, my character Ester gets to use a bucket instead. Yes, my butt was wiped.
Me: Oh wow. it must have been tricky, being handcuffed behind your back, shitting…
Carl: Emma again managed it really well.
Me: And how about the restraints then? Esther was shown from start to end cuffed. Even during meal times and bath times…
Emma: Like the diaper, that took a short while to get used to. The very first day, I told them to handcuff me, hands behind and let me move about. Break or lunch time, I got the crew to feed me. Then with diapers on, there was no excuse to ask to pee. As for the gag, same stuff. There however, was one trick that happened. After one scene, it was lunch time but instead of releasing me, they left me cuffed to the bed, gagged and in a rather half soaked diaper for half and hour!
Carl: We did joke around then. But all safety was assured.
Me: And the shower scene?
Emma: Yes, again no body suit. I know I’m a 36C girl. Ok, whatever, even though I’m a teen. Yes, basically, chained, albeit hands in front, gagged but showering. Took two takes though.
Carl: Not really a hard scene again. Emma did great.
Me: There were’n’t many diaper changing scenes though….
Carl: It wasn’t scripted to be. Again, that’s just to show how a kidnapped victim has to live and go about daily functions. Now the peeing happened alot as shown in the movie. As well as shitting. That happened. Again, this isn’t considered in other kidnap movies. Or books.
Me: Being restrained that long, even off takes must have caused marks on your skin…
Emma: It did but with some cream and by not moving around too much, it’s ok. It wasn’t placed on too tight. Not even the beginning when the scene showed Ester struggling.
Me: Were’nt you at all shocked being almost fully stripped and then in the later so-called assault/rape scene?
Emma: First question: No as I really wanted this role, I was prepared for it. I wasn’t fully stripped, I knew I was just going to be diapered and that’s all. Second, question, it was NOT a rape scene. Dan appeared naked but was clothes below the belt. My shirt was cut open yes, but my breasts were not full exposed unlike the shower scene. No attempted sexual action at all. My diaper was taped on.
Me: Ok cool. But how do you see yourself then Emma, especially with all this?
Emma: As I said, I made my decision. I don’t think I’ll be hated for it at all.
PS: All of this is fake but You can easily guess which actress I’m imagining.
December 2, 2011
The new rules:
1) All females age 13 and above until about age 60 will be subjected to it. Even foreigners and tourists.
2) This excludes handicapped, mentally ill or those with other medical conditions. Officers will access, case by case.
3) Injured females will not be excluded by special form of restraints and slightly different treatment.
4) Foreigners or tourists will not be exempt from the rule unless their country sign preferential deals with the government. Signs and pamphlets will be distributed at all ports of entry to warn tourists and others of the new rule.
5) The rules are final; any female who tries to resist the measures will face rougher handling. Protests by any females against this will still arrested.
1) Upon any arrest of a female for any crime, she will be handcuffed (always wrists behind her back) and ankles chained with legirons.
2) A panel gag will be applied to the girl. If she is 13 or 14 years old, a tape gag of two strips of thick duct tape plus a breathable cloth as stuffing with be used instead.
3) All such females, whether one such suspect or many, will not be transported in a normal police car but instead in a police van. Each girl will be secured inside cages and at least one male police officer per female in the van.
4) At the station, the suspect’s fingerprints will be taken with her hands handcuffed in front but then re-handcuffed behind her. Her gag will be temporarily removed but warned not to make a a sound as mug shots are taken.
5) Next, the subject can either be handcuffed to the waiting bench. She will not be allowed to use the toilet unless it is absolutely necessary. If she has to during this time, she will still be restrained. The toilet cubicle will have no door and the male officer (rarely female) will assist her in cleaning up. If not, she is escorted to the examination room where up to four male officers will be present. All bindings and gag will be removed and the girl will be instructed to strip off all clothing, items: jewellery, hairpins, earrings, rings anything on her body. She will be asked to do this twice, and if she refuses, the officers will handle the stripping and may turn rough depending how much the girl cooperates.
6) Once fully naked, a full body cavity will be performed by only one senior male officer, never by a female unless in extreme circumstances. He will check all areas skin and cavities: nasal passage, ears, mouth, anus, vulva/vagina and double check that there’s nothing else on her body. A scanner will be used if necessary to double check.
7) Once checked, she will be escorted to a side where a doctor will examine the subject to see if she can withstand further restraining and incarceration. If he disapproves, she will be held in this room under observation until she can be fit to be restrained or need further assistance. If he says yes, the girl will be locked, still naked, on to a medical examination table. If her vulva is too hairy, it will be shaved, even against her will, albeit gently. A Tena Slip Maxi Diaper/Nappy will be taped on and secured with locking knickers. She will then be dress in a translucent gown that may or may not hide her breasts, depending the cup size.
8 ) The officers will take over, restraining her and gagging her as before. She will be led to a cell. Each cell for each female will obviously not contain a toilet. It will have a ring on the wall where the girl’s restraints will be cuffed to for at least one hour before she is released to moved, still gagged and restrained in the cell. There will be a small bed with medical restraints on. She will be restrained for 24/7 will a CCTV monitoring her in the cell. Before dinner, she will be allowed to use the toilet to defecate, but with on hand handcuffed to a ring on the wall. Similarly after dinner, each girl will be allowed to use the toilet for defecation as well an hour before lights out.
9) During meal time, she will be escorted to a canteen area but still will not released. Officers will feed her and of course the food will be according to her dietary and religious requirements. Not a word, other and the sound of chewing and swallowing or she will be denied the rest of the meal.
10) At lights out, she will be released from the chains and locked flat down to the bed with the medical restraints. Depending on the results of her medical examination, her gag will still be a muzzle gag throughout the night, or changed to a duct tape gag or she will not be gagged sleeping but warned to be silent.
11) Every arrested female incarcerated will be allowed only to shower once a day and that is before breakfast in the morning. She will be escorted to an open area where guards will assist her in removing her nappy, clothing and restraints but placing on handcuffs with longer chains. Her ankles will be handcuffed to chains linked to the wall. Given eight minutes, she will be subjected to a shower with average temperature, which will turn on and off with barely enough time to shower. Only liquid soap will be provided.
12) Escorting to court. The girl will appear still gagged, shackled and in the prescribed outfit in front of the judge. If her lawyer needs to converse with her, her or she needs to apply for a permit for the gag to be removed. Only when the girl is called upon to speak to the judge, will her gag be removed.
13) Prisoner transportation. Occasionally, the court may be held in a city further away or she may be extradited overseas. For such cases, the female shall remain in the same restraints, with the addition of a hood. This hood is to be tightly but not fully wrapped around her head to block out light and disorientate her but not to suffocate. It shall be used when bring her out of her cell and into the transportation van. Only inside the van should her hood be removed. On rare occasions such as extremely hostile or uncooperative female, the hood will remain on forever. In transporting the female prisoner, at least two male marshals should be sited in the back, even if she is locked in a cage. The suggested number should be four. If there’s more than one, this number should be multiplied accordingly. The guards should not unnecessarily stop but if needed, at least two guards (therefore four is better) should remain with the female or females at all times while the others rest or gather food. On no occasions (under medical or emergency) should the female be fed even if it is a long journey.
Van Transportation: As mentioned, it should be either a cage van or just a normal one. Prisoner should be strapped in in a seat belt like strap to hold her and if medical exam allows, chains to be linked to be van. The van should not speed so as not to cause excessive physical harm. Routes will be randomly selected and there should always be a back up van and additional unmarked support vehicle.
Water Transportation: On certain circumstances, females may be transported by a special prison ship. Again, they should be locked down, whether chair or benh, though the latter will be more uncomfortable. Aas it is a ship, the vehicle’s velocity may not be
14) On certain occasions, such as acts or lesser nature, the female may be allowed to be transported via public transport. This may also be so to humiliate the girl. She may either be dressed in prison or civilian outfits but again, a nappy must be worn and no bra or metallic items should be on her to aid escapes. In such a case, one marshal is an appropriate number to escort her but two or evne more if she is uncooperative. In terms of such prisoner
1) Visitors: Will have to apply for a permit to visit girls incarcerated for more that a few days. If the visitor in female, she will be handcuffed and leg-ironed but not gagged or diapered.
1) If the girl is found not guilty or is released, she will be provided with he own clothes back only after being escorted home, handcuffed and diapered. if her clothes were damaged as a result of the officers’ doing, she will be reimbursed.
All these rules are final and all must obey these rules.
August 12, 2011
By Claire Harrison
Sixteen year old Katherine (“Kate”) Tevenson has been arrested for underage drinking and threatening the peace of the neighbourhood. As you might expect, she is in a jail cell. What you may not expect is that she is far from free to move literally.
Her clothes–a pink spaghetti strapped top, black cardigan, purple mini-skirt, black bra and blue knickers as well as translucent tights as been stripped off her. Her heels, earrings, hairpins, scrungie, navel ring, watch, bracelet and necklace as well as any other objects on her body have also been removed. She is instead clad in a translucent white dress that reached down to barely cover her crotch area and is sleveeless. Her bra has been taken way and the build-in pads are not sufficient enough to hold her C cup breasts. Instead of knickers, she is forced to wear a thick Tena Slip Maxi Adult Diaper.
Kate is further handcuffed with her hands behind her back in double lock chain-less handcuffs. Two straps are secured above and below her boobs, holding her arms to her sides. The handcuffs are attached to a belly chain. To that chain runs another long chain that links to the short chain legirons around her ankles. She’s not given anything to wear on her feet. Finally, she is gagged with a tube in her mouth and a leather pad connected to the tube. Straps secure the gag around her neck.
This may sound torturous and ridiculous but given the recent violence throughout the country started by young female gangs and youths joining it, the government has reacted swiftly, declaring that all females from the age of thirteen upwards be secured in the manner that Kate is, regardless of the crime. This, as the country’s Home Secretary declared, “is a means to deter ano such violence or criminal act from any female in the country. All rights to girls from that age are waived. Only handicapped and elderly woman are excluded”.
Kate is unable to even move as she is connected to another chain on the wall. The guard re-appears and it’s lights out. Kate is first check for any devices in her hands, toes or hair. Her diaper is check if wet–usually the females can signal to the guards if they wish to use it to defecate as it is deemed too messy to change a messy diaper. Satisfied, Kate is then locked to the bed using thick medical restraints across her torso, arms and legs. She is blindfolded for extra measure.
It’s 6 a.m. and Kate is awoken by the guard again. He assists her out of men and removes all her clothes but still keeps here handcuffed, legironed and gagged. Embarrassed, she is led to a shower where he attaches her to a chain and cuffs her hands to the front. After the coldest bath ever, she is back in in the cell. He flips open a small opening in her gag and attaches a funnel. Another extreme measure is to feed the gagged prisoners a liquid while gagged. It is designed so that the girl won’t choke but is still unable to emit much sound.
After feeding and drinking is over, Kate is hauled her feet; her trial is going to commence soon. By 830 she is escorted with two guards to a stand where her restrained, gagged and diapered state is in full view. Her mom and dad are in the audience. Again, because of the riots, her mom is handcuffed and gagged–but not changed to he same clothes as Kate. The Judge notes that her case is straight forward and just fines Kate. After much paper, work, she is finally released from the chains, gag and diaper.
Other girls who face prison terms are less fortunate; they spend the whole term restrained, gagged and diapered 24/7. During each arrest, girls are handcuffed and panel gagged. At the station, policemen give them a thorough strip search and cavity search and all females must obey or force will be used against them. Diapering is mandatory even when the girl is having her menses and only waived under certain circumstances.
June 19, 2011
I had just arrived from overseas and was kicked into the middle of my University’s Fresher’s week. I’m about 152 cm tall, slim, medium sized breasts and long black shiny hair that flows down to my breasts. Still, I’m very Tom Boy-ish and wear jeans practically everyday; skirts only if I have to.
I finally moved into hall after lots of administrative trouble with tons of stuff so much that I even had to ship stuff over in two big parcels. I immediately go to meet my new flat mates—Elsa, Jane, Vicky and Annabel all who were much taller than me. Elsa immediately clicked with me as she was an avid chess player and interested in photography. “I play touch rugby and was a cheerleader too,” she said, as I let her try the titbits I brought from overseas.
Fresher’s week is an understatement—the orientation for first years lasted two weeks at least. In the first, after settled my courses, I plunged into the crowd and like thousands of others, was loaded with tons of leaflets and goodies. I head straight for the chess club booth and Elsa and I signed up. Then I followed my new friend around as she tried out for the sports teams and it was there I met another lot of new faces. In the second week, it was down to orientation with the groups, but somehow the chess society did not have one. “Come along to my rugby initiation then,” Elsa said “you get to meet both the girls and boy’s team.”
Their orientation was held in a house about two miles away and really early. Elsa was in direct contrast to me in clothing—she wore a purple mini skirt with pink tights and a black cardigan over a blue spaghetti strap top and black bra while I was in jeans and long sleeved shirt ( I was still adjusting to the weather). “We’ve got to improve you dress sense dear” my friend remarked as we walked to the place. The party was the usual student’s kind—lots of drinks, small snacks and loud music which I didn’t particularly favour but didn’t complain. Again, I shook hands and hugged a whole new bunch of people and was lingering around when suddenly someone shouted, “Initiation!”
With that the light suddenly went out and I was grabbed from behind, a hand around my mouth and an arm around my torso. “MMmmmgh!” I scream when a voiced hissed into my ear “it’s the game, darling”. I ‘m not you darling, I thought but hear other muffled screams too. I was dragged out of the living room and felt my feet hit another person until I was forced down on the ground. The hand was removed from my mouth for one second when a cloth like material was forced into my jaw, muffling my shouting again. I continued to struggle as my arms were yanked behind me and cords were wrapped around my wrists. No! I thought but decided not to struggle further as I may injure myself. So my hands were bound and my ankles were given the same treatment, then I was yanked up and carried over the guy’s shoulder. At the same time, I continued to hear more kicking sounds and muffled yells. I felt the guys hand grope my bum and thought you sicko, I ‘m going to get you for this. Later, you would see that I changed my mind.
The lights went back on as I was laid back on my bum. “Hi, I’m Joe,” and I finally got a look at the person assaulting me. A quick look around and I saw eight other guys with girls tied up in the room. “You’re my captive for two days.” Captive? I’m not in the rugby team, I screamed as tried to push the cloth out of my mouth. He saw that and shaking his head, he adjusted it in again and producing another strip of cloth, he sealed it it. I was now effectively bound and gagged.
“Alright, there’s only on bed so one at a time; Joe you go first!” With that, Joe lifted me up and he helped me as I hobbled to the bed. I was laid down and suddenly he hovered over me. No, don’t you touch me, I thought but instead his shadow moved away and I heard cracking noises. His hand reappeared with ice cubes in them and I shirked as he lifted my shirt and stuck cubes between my bra and my breasts. I shuddered and moved wildly across the bed, but he held me firm there. Then he lowered his head and licked my face many times.
I was brought back to the corner as I watched other girls, including Elsa receive the same form of “torture”. Finally, someone shouted, “Bed time! Get comfy with your bonds girls, tomorrow’s another day.” Already tired from the dancing and alcohol, I managed to fall asleep despite my bonds and gag.
I woke up and realised I was still trussed up. Instead of Joe however, a female face peered over me. She reached down and I gave no resistance as my gag and bonds were removed. “Th…” I began but she covered my mouth and said, “The game ain’t over sweetie.” I was helped up and given water that I thankfully accepted but urgently need to use the bathroom. I tried to indicate that but she said suddenly, “strip.” Strip? I thought, “Strip dear, unless you want me to do it for you. We’re playing dressing games now.” I gave an argument but finally gave in and slowly removed my jeans and shirt. “Bra and panties too,” I was told and was buck naked soon. There were only two of us in the room and I was turned such that my back was to her. Shivering, I waited until I felt something being wrapped around my crotch and waist. Even not turn around I knew it was a diaper and said it out loud. “That’s right dear, you’re being diapered for a while with a Tena Slip. Hold still.” I found no reason not so and the diaper was firmly attached to me. “You expect me to use it?” I said, still turn my back to her. “Duh. Joe will explain later honey.” Next, a large tank top was placed over me and I saw it was a cheerleader’s shirt, one size too large for me. “My bra?” I said “Nope dear. Wear what you get”. The final item was the skirt which barely covered the diaper. “Have a nice time” was the girl’s final remark and Joe came in.
“You look so cute,” he said and I blushed, feeling terribly naked. “I’m not even in the rugby team,” I gave my protest, “let me go. This is silly.” “Nope,” he replied, “it’s our form of game. Elsa told me about you and your dress style. You look much better in this.” “I don’t,” I said, stamping my bare feet but suddenly realized I couldn’t go anywhere. The girl had taken my clothes and underwear and there was no way I could walk back in a diaper and bra-less. “I guess I have to be tied up now?”
Naturally was Joe’s answer and I was made to lie on the bed. Instead of rope, I was handcuffed to all ends of the bed in spear eagle style. “Open wide,” Joe said and something was bunched up in his hand. It was a silky material that was sealed in place with duct tape. “My sister’s knickers’—don’t worry, their clean”, he said making me shriek further. Giving me a kiss, he department and Elsa was marched in with the same girl. I tried to tilt my head and watched as Elsa was diapered and dress like me. Meanwhile, my bladder emptied itself onto the diaper and it felt strange peeing like that but funnily enough, sensual.
Joe came back again as Elsa was brought out. For the next two hours, I laid there bound, gagged and diapered as Joe introduced himself further, stroking my cheeks, arms and thighs. In another place, I might have screamed and screamed and report him as a molester but I begain to enjoy it. Apparently, the girls were bound in this house while the new rugby boys were given another form of initiation next door. The diaper girl was actually the head of the cheerleading team and I would finally be released tomorrow, after a sort of “fashion parade”, where every girl would be displayed bound, gagged and diapered. “Oh, I’m hungry and I bet you are. Want something?” I gave a grunt in reply as I only had a slice of pizza and some chips last night. Joe return with some ham sandwiches and unlocked me. My hands still stiff, he cuffed them behind my back while he removed the gag. “Thanks,” I said as he fed me
“So what’s next?” I said, “finishing my last bite. “Oh we’ll order lunch for all and then You’ll be re tied in a hog tie and then to a chair. You know what’s a hog tie don’t you?” I didn’t actually and said the “assault” last night was really frightening but quite fun. We then found that we had more similar interests in astronomy and chemistry when finally Joe said, “Let’s get you moving.”
That meant being cuffed wrists and ankles and gagged, this time with a piece of cloth and tape. Joe lead me out to the main room where the other girls were all tied up—I was the only one cuffed. “I bought handcuffs specially for this,” Joe whispered in my ear. Lunch came soon and again I filled the diapers with my urine and realized I was blushing. “Looks like your girl’s the fastest in wetting, Joe” another guy remarked. He must have see the yellow stain on my diaper since I was forced to sit with my legs open.
The hog tying was not as bad as I thought, maybe because Joe made it not too tight. But after 30 minutes, it began to hurt my arms. While I lay there, Joe again was stroking me and feeling my long hair. He’s actually a great guy, I thought, despite all this “fun”. As I was released from my hog tie, I felt Joe rubbing my wrists and arms with some ointment before passing it to the rest. He does have some magical touch I thought.
We were allowed to use the bathroom for besides peeing before we were separated and tied to the chair. I noticed that my diaper was about half full and as Joe strapped me to the chair, I told him. “Melissa will let you change later”, he said his face really close to mine. Suddenly, our lips met and we had a long kiss before he pressed tape—two pieces this time—across my lips.
Later, the cheerleading captain did come in and gave me a new diaper, remarking I was the only one to get a change. I blushed as I slid it on myself and straighten my hair. Joe came back and I submitted to another lot of bounds—this time with tape around my wrists. Then we talked and talked about our interests again before we decided on the fashion show. Joe would cuff my wrists and ankles but wrap rope above and below my breasts, while my gag would be a tight stuff gag. So it did happen the next day and somehow I was voted the sexist captive amongst the group. As I slid back into my shirt, Joe came by and pressed a skirt into my arms. “Wear this instead of your jeans.” And so I did and that marked the end of a wild Fresher’s week, where I found my boyfriend.
June 6, 2011
Diapers as Rehab
By Claire Harrison
For 18 year-old Leanne Perkins, stepping out of a non-decript centre marked the most important change in her life. All it meant was carrying a black bulky bag and wearing something unusual underneath her clothes. In stead of normal girl”s knickers, Leanne had a Tena Slip Maxi Adult Diaper taped in place. it was secured further with locking knickers to prevent her from touching or removing them. The bulky bag contained her supply of Tena diapers for the duration of her rehab.
Yes this is “rehab” not a cold room, coummunity service or juvenile delinquent centre but simply know as “Nappy Rehab Centre”. Founded by a group of new pyschologists, its aim is to nurture lost and rebellious youngsters back by removing thier most common need–that of using the loo. Girls (most girls since the crime statistics show it is the female sex) bring their whole lower underwear collection to the centre. They declare that’s all they knickers they have and their supply is locked away. In exchange, they are made to wear adult diapers.
“We stock the common Brand Tena Slip or even Cuddlzs though the former is more in supply,” remarked Dr. Wilson Gough, the head or f the centre. “Basically, we assist the girls first, shaving their vulva and cleaning it before taping on. The catch is, they have to have it on 24/7, for the duration of their contract which can vary from a week to a year or more. Thus, they are further secured with locking panties which only their parents or guardians will the sets of keys to unlock them and change them when needed. The girl [or boy in rare cases] is thus trapped to using the nappy for both urination and defecation. If the punishment is light, we will instruct the parent ot let the child use it only to pee.”
“Patients” are further injected with various serums that cause thme to be incontinent–only urinary. This further creeates a deterrent and makes the girls conscious of what’s going on between their legs. “It does sound terrible but that’s the price of their punishment,” remarks Dr. Liang, the centre’s deputy. “With the girl constantly needing to have her nappy changed, she tus can’t venture out as normal without having to return home to get a fresh change. This actually bonds child and parent/guardian together and ensures discipline.”
How successful is it? Since the inception of the plan two year ago, female gangs, girls taking drugs and school drops outs have remarkably decreases so muchthat the police need to assign less patrols. many parents who were involved in it with their child praised it, although some still are apprehensive about it with one or two refusing to send their girl for such rehab.
Two weeks into her six month rehab, I meet up with Leanne who was a fromer gang member who assaulted young children, took a range of drugs and got arrested several times. Today, she has finished her preperation course in secretarial work, hoping to get a short jbo experience before going back to re-do her A-Levels. She’s dressed in a purple spaghatti top with bra black straps and a short mini skirt. Her gang tatoos are clearly visible on her back and her wrists show the marks of multiple handcuffing.
“It was like being an alien once diapered,” she began, pulling down her top to cover the edge of her diaper sticking out of her skirt. “The first time I peed into it was like being re-born again as a child. Thne slowly as the incontinence drug set in, i broke down and started to cry. It was worse whne my dad changed me. Mom left us and I’ve never had dad touch me like that is all my life,” she stammered the last few bits as I handed her a tissue.
“Then came shitting in it. Oh gosh, I was out shopping and it just haad to go. There were families with young kids around and I thought the whole worldwas laughing at me. Dad was workng late that day so i had to return home and sit in my soggy and shit-filled diaper,” she continued.
“But after a week, I felt it was needed. I use to smoke and take drugs a lot. Now with diapers secured to me, i find is as a weird form or substitute and therapy. Oops, I’m peeing now,” She stopped to lift up her skirt to show the Tena Slip swelling and the yellow indicator fading.
At the halfway point, both parent and child have to return to the centre were their progress will be discussed. if complications arose, the girl would still be locked in her nappy, filling it with urine and feces for the remainder of the time. If she has progressed, she may be freed from the locking device, allowed to change her own diaper and use it only for peeing.
“It really works,” Dr. Gough says to me as I leave Leanne. “Why not give it a try yourself? Say for a month or so?”
The next day, I drag my whole case of coloured knickers over to the the centre. I am strapped down to a medical table and endured five minutes of coarse shaving and a blast of icy-cold feeling from some gel, my vulva is free from any hair. A Tena Slip Maxi diaper is taped on. My blood is sampled and after a while, Gough returns and jabs my arm with a huge IV tube. Fifteen minutes later, I feel a little nauseous but clearly am super incontinent as I flood the nappy, which is secured with the dread locking knickers.
I return home and begin my time of “rehab”.