Make Me A *****!!

Fantasy:
I am dressed in a little plaid skirt and a white button down shirt. I look like a little catholic girl in my school uniform. I have a frilly black thong underneath my skirt. I have little white ruffly socks on. But I have on really red high heels. I caught your eye. As we gaze at each other..we begin to talk. He talks me into going home with him. As we are driving there he raises up my skirt and starts to run his finger around my thong. Just around the outer edges. I am getting wet...then he continues driving. We get to his house and he grabs me by the hair and says, are you ready to play...I am scared at this point wondering what is in store for me.
He sits me down in a chair and cuffs me to it. My hands are cuffed really tight and he puts cuffs on my legs to. He wraps tape all around me to help keep me in the chair. Then he commands me to drink lots of water. Any kind of beverage that will make me desperate to pee. He says he wants to see me so desperate to pee that I wet all over the chair. He says he wants to hear it splash on the floor. Then he will tell me what my punishment is..
I drink and drink till I could almost puke. I start to squirm in the chair. I know there is no need to beg for the toilet.He yells at me, he says I want to see you pee...he asks me if I am close to peeing. I just squirm in my chair until I am beyond able to hold it. He is staring at me...just waiting for me to release it. So, I begin to squirt, then the pressure is so much..I just let it all flow..it runs down my pretty legs into my heels and socks. As it splashes on the floor, he gets his p out and starts to **********. When is ready to *** he comes over to my chair and jacks off all over my skirt. He says okay now I will untie you and give you your punishment. He releases me from the chair.
He says he is going to give me a enema. He says he wants to see me fill up a diaper with poop. So, he gets everything ready. He bends me over to administer the enema. It starts to fill me up. My stomach starts churning. I start to wonder how long I can hold it. He diapers me up. He tells me to hold it as long as I can. The more I can hold it, would be best cause he says he will let me go soon,
Its to much, and very soon I start to explode in my diaper.I could only hold it for like 15 minutes. He said that wasnt good enough. He watches me poop myself. I am so embarrassed. He tells me I am to sit in my poopy diaper for many hours without a change. He put plastic pants on me and forced me into his car. He said we were going to a store. He wanted me to walk around with a full diaper. He want people to smell my mess I made. As, I walked around the walking made more poop just squirt out all around my butt and privates. I had to pee real bad too. So, I just had to use the diaper for that too. People just looked at me with disgust. When we walked to the car he patted my bottom and squished the poop all over me. He said you really stink.We got in the car and I begged him to take this nasty diaper off. When we got to his house he took my diaper off and changed me. He said he wasnt finished with me yet. He cuff me and tied me to the bed. He forced me to drink water, tea, coke and juice. He give he lots of laxatives. So, I lay cuffed to the bed. I held back my pee and poop as long as I could and then I started to fill my diaper. He like this. He like to watch the poop fill up my diaper. I couldnt stop the laxative made me fill it up so much and with me drinking all that water..the poop started to run out of my diaper and onto the white bed sheets. He laughed and let me sit in it for hours, I continued to pee and poop.
Finally, he let me shower and clean up. After I got out of the shower he grabbed me and bent me over the counter top in the bathroom. He put his **** into me. Over and over he slammed his **** into me. I have to say I was extremely excited. He took me to the bedroom and laid me down on th bed and continued to screw me. He finally exploded inside me. Then he said I was free to go... 
r2beararms19 r2beararms19
41-45, F
Jan 15, 2013