Anal Humiliation

NOTE: This is fictional erotica between two consenting adults

“Go to your bathroom. I want you naked except your collar, on your knees, bent over, in the bathtub. And you better put some towels under your knees because you will be there for a while. When I get home, you better be there or there will be consequences.”

The tone in Daddy’s note was much more dominant than usual and I felt my clit swell up as I read it. What did he have planned tonight? I was both excited and yet scared of the unknown. But I knew I’d better get going because he would be home soon. In fact, he could be home at any minute.

At that thought, I raced to the bedroom and stripped off all my clothes. I fumbled around for my collar and buckled it on my neck before grabbing a couple towels. Then my heart stopped as I heard the front door open. 

“I’m home, little girl! You better be in the bathtub!” he practically shouted.

I raced into the bathroom, pulled the shower curtain back and out of the way, and after throwing the towels down in a makeshift way, got into the bathtub on my hands and elbows, my ass up in the air.

“Good girl” I suddenly heard him say very close and I looked over and found Daddy leaning against the door frame smiling down at me with an evil grin. He was holding a special set of stocks in his hand that I had a love-hate relationship with. They were merely a 2x4 with 4 leather cuffs attached in the right places for wrists and ankles and were the kind that really locked me into place well and yet put me in a position that was very hard to maintain for any real length of time.

He walked over and set the stocks behind me and began strapping my ankles into them. Then he called for my hands and I had to bend down far enough to reach my hands between my legs which let my head resting on one of the towels on the tub floor. He strapped my wrists in and proceeded in putting locks onto all 4 cuffs. There was no way out of this; he could do what he wanted with me. I could feel my pussy heating up at the thought.

Daddy stood up and just stared at me for a minute; a man admiring his property. I squirmed a little and tried to look over at him. 

I asked him “Daddy is everything ok? I didn’t do anything to deserve a punishment.” 

He looked down at me and said “Everything’s just fine little girl. You’re right, you didn’t do anything wrong but sometimes you need to be shown your place. You are mine and I will do whatever I wish to you.”

That sent a shiver down my spine that sparked my already wet cunt and I let out a small moan. 

“And I don’t want to hear your whining tonight, princess.” He said as he bent down to shove something in my mouth. “Yes I know you like your panties in your mouth…that’s where they belong.” 

I started to work them out of my mouth and he responded by grabbing some nearby duct tape. He pushed the panties all the way back into my mouth and they started to go slightly down my throat. Then he put a strip of duct tape across my mouth to lock them in.

“Mmmmpphfmmmphh” I moaned. 

He said “There, that’s a good girl. You don’t need to talk.” Now I was strapped in and unable to speak and yet my pussy couldn’t be any hotter. “but for trying to get them out, that’s 3 swats with the belt” he said as he removed his big leather belt from his pants. 

My eyes went wide. That belt hurt like HELL.

WHAP! My ass suddenly felt on fire. 

WHAP! That fire increased a hundredfold. 

WHAP! Tears filled my eyes as I struggled but couldn’t not move away, so very tightly strapped in. He slowly rubbed his hands all over my ass just then and I felt a drop or two of something flow down my leg from my cunt.

He smiled again looking down at me and then reached under the bathroom sink and pulled out a plastic bag full of something. I watched as he took out the contents. It looked like a rubber hose and some other weird looking objects.

Just then, a timer went off in the kitchen. 

“Oh that’ll be the water. I’ll be right back. Don’t move, little girl.....oh that’s right, you can’t!” he said, laughing as he left the room. 

I whined through the panties in my mouth. They tasted as wet as my pussy felt. He came back with a big pan of water. After setting it down, he took out a thermometer and after holding it in the water for a minute or so, he said 

“One hundred degrees; just right”. 

I was still confused. What the heck was all this stuff for?

He filled some kind of latex bag with the water and then hung that on the shower rod, with the tubing  hanging off of it. Then he put on a rubber glove and lubed up his finger, proceeding to probe my tiny asshole with it. I moaned through the gag. I recognized this at least. 

“Ok princess, it’s time for your enema. Open your little asshole for Daddy.” He said. 

 Enema? Oh god. I’d heard all kinds of stories about enemas and it did not sound fun in the least.

I squirmed and moaned and he smacked my ass with his other hand and said: 

“Stay still or you’ll get more of the belt.” 

I stopped suddenly and stayed as still as I could. 

“You are the one who wanted me to fuck your ass bareback. You should know by now that if you want me with no condom inside you, you’ll have to do something special for me. I only want to fuck your ass if it’s clean, little girl.”

I did want him to fuck my ass bareback….I hated condoms and I wanted to feel his come inside me…but an enema?!?!? Just then he removed his gloved finger from my ass and inserted something else. Something swelled up just inside my anus and I flinched. It made me feel a little constipated. I whined through the gag. 

Daddy ignored me and said “here comes the water, little girl.” as he unlocked the valve.

Suddenly, I felt my bowels start to fill up with warm water. It was a strange sensation, not bad persay but very odd. I squirmed a little and continued to whine and Daddy just chuckled and said 

“That’s right, take that enema up inside you to make you all nice and clean for Daddy.”

As the water continued, I started to feel very full and constipated and on the verge of cramping. I moaned and whined a lot more and squirmed a little here and there until finally Daddy said 

“Ok that’s all of it.” 

I about sighed with relief. That meant it was over, right? 

“Now you have to keep it in there for 15 minutes. “ he said as he set a timer next to the tub. 

Was he kidding??? 15 minutes?? I felt so full and uncomfortable and my thighs were starting to time out from being in the stocks so long as well. I needed out now, not in 15 minutes!!

I pleaded with him with my eyes as I whined and he just kept smiling down at me like he'd smile at a dog who had just played dead for the first time. He reached under me and put his hand on my tummy and pressed up. I felt a shock of pain in my bowels and I screamed. He let go and said grinning 

“See now it doesn’t feel so bad compared to that, right?” 

Tears rolled down my cheeks in agreement as I tried to catch my breath.

He ran his hands along my back and my butt cheeks and then my hair and my legs, keeping me with a continued touch all over my body and I found some serenity in his touch while braving the continued torrential pressure in my bowels.

Then the timer went off. 

“You made it, little girl!” Daddy said as he unlocked and unfastened the cuffs. 

“Now I’m going to take the tubing out and you’ll have to clench down really hard with your sphincter to hold in all of the water.” 

I nodded through the pain of continually holding all of it inside me. He undid the nozzle and I did as he said and clenched as tight as I could to keep the raging river from flowing out of me. However, even doing that, I could feel some of it dribble out of me and I somehow clenched harder.

I was able to slowly get up from the bathtub and very carefully take the two steps to sit on the toilet. But right as I was ready to release everything, Daddy said 

“Wait. You’ll let go when I say you’ll let go.” 

My eyes widened and I whimpered through the gag, looking up at him. I felt a dribble trickle out and the pressure started becoming truly unbearable. Then Daddy finally said: 

“Ok, now you can go, little girl.”

I sighed with relief as I finally let go. It sounded like a raging waterfall as it all came out of me and Daddy chuckled and patted me on the head. 

“Good girl, we’ll get you potty trained yet.” he said, making me blush profusely as it continued to pour out of me. 

Daddy held his nose and said “Stinky little girl, you better give me a courtesy flush.” 

I reached behind me and flushed even though I knew I wasn’t done yet. The smell was pretty horrible too and I had no way of breathing through my mouth, thanks to the gag. He continued to stare at me while I felt and we heard more liquid pour out of my ass and I couldn't help but whine. It was a mixture of relief and humiliation at the same time. 

Finally after a few minutes, I was done and I flushed and wiped good. Daddy grabbed me by the hair and pulled me to the bedroom, forced me to my knees at the foot of the bed, and bent me over it. He grabbed my arms and tied them crossed behind me. He then tied my ankles to each end of the bed, forcing my legs to spread to a position that was just far enough apart to be uncomfortable. I heard him open a bottle of lube and rub it on his cock and then felt him squirt some on my asshole.

"Ok little girl, the moment you've been dreaming about." Daddy said and I felt his cock begin to enter me and moaned. 

"Open up your ass for Daddy's cock, princess. You know that's what it's for."

My pussy clenched at hearing that and he pulled out slightly and pushed in slightly farther this time. He repeated that a few more times, till I felt his full girth enter my ass. I moaned. God it felt so good to finally really feel his cock inside me.

"Good girl" he said as he grabbed tightly to my arms for leverage and began pounding his cock inside me at a suddenly much quicker pace. My eyes widened and I moaned loudly through the gag unable to move as his cock pounded into me over and over. 

"That's right, princess, you love my cock up your ass don't you???" he yelled. When I didnt respond, he said much louder: "DONT YOU?!?!" and I mumbled "yes daddy" as loud as I could through the gag. 

"Such a good little cunt with a tight little ass. This is what your ass is for isn't it? For taking my cock whenever I please?"

"Yes Daddy" I mumbled through the gag again.

He continued hammering me and chiding me and I kept responding appropriately as my pussy continued to drip and spray. He slowed down for a minute to catch his breath.

"This is really good, little girl. I'm going to have to do this more often." He sped up again and I felt his cock ram so deep into my ass, my back arched in response.

"Your ass is going to be so used, you might have incontinence problems. That's ok though, that's what diapers are for....little girls who can't keep from messing in their panties."

As he said this, he grabbed my ass cheeks tight and rammed his cock so deep inside me my eyes went wide again and his familiar grunts could be heard as I felt him cum deep inside me. As if in response, my pussy twitched in an orgasm of its own. My body tingled all over, my eyes crossed, and I lay there limp.

Daddy's breathing slowed down and he reached for something before pulling out of me. My ass felt suddenly empty for only a second before something else found its way inside. 

"It's your favorite purple butt plug, princess. This way, you can keep all my cum inside you longer."

He untied my legs but left my arms bound behind me as he helped me all of the way onto the bed. I snuggled up beside him. I didn't realize till later that he hadn't grabbed a towel to wipe off his cock.

After a few minutes, he turned towards me and took the tape off my mouth and removed the panties. My throat felt so dry. He then stood up and pulled me to the edge of the bed on my back, my head hanging over the side.

"Ok princess, are you ready to taste your own ass?" 

My eyes widened in shock and I exclaimed: "Dadd---" but I was cut off as he filled my mouth with his cock. It's hard to say whether it was the smell or the taste that was off but either way it was quite horrible. But my arms were tied behind my back and I had to do whatever Daddy wanted anyway. 

"Good girl, taste your own ass. You like the taste of your own asshole, don't you? Little cumslut whore." he chided at me and my whole body quivered at the humiliation as I gurgled and whined.

His cock had been softening up when he started but it was easily getting quite hard once again. As he quickened his thrusts, the taste was the least of my problems as I gagged and spit and choked. I could hear my own throat making swallowing sounds and lines of tears fell down the sides of my head from my eyes. His rhythm was speeding up like he wanted to come but then he stopped and quickly spun me around and flipped me over, pulling the butt plug out of my ass and replacing it with his once again engorged cock.

He pumped his cock deep in my ass a few times and I once again felt the familiar sensation of his hot cum shooting inside me and I moaned as I continued to catch my breath. He lay on top of me like that catching his own breath when the door bell rang.

He pulled out, untied my arms, and while putting the butt plug back inside my ass, he said "Ah yes, that would be your sister and her daddy, come to hang out with us." I was thinking to myself, 'thank God the scene is over then'. As if reading my mind, he said, grinning

"And the night has only started."

I groaned, wondering what else he could possibly have planned.

"Princess, the rest of the night, you will be on all fours, do you understand?" I nodded and said "Yes Daddy."

The doorbell rang again.

"Good girl" he said, "Now go get the door and greet our guests."

I got off the bed and went down to my hands and knees, before crawling out of the bedroom and to the front door. I turned the knob with one hand and pulled the door slightly open. I was greeted by a "Hi sis!" and the smiling faces of my sister, Linda and her daddy as they walked in. They gazed at me with interest and it was only then that I realized I was still completely naked and my makeup must have been smeared all over my face. I suddenly blushed.

Daddy came out of the bedroom fully dressed and shook Linda's Daddy's hand and said hi to Linda. They chatted while Linda grinned ear to ear at me the whole time and I continued blushing. I turned around and walked farther into the living room and I heard Linda say

"Squeee! She's got a butt plug in!" 

Daddy responded: "Yes, princess has had some incontinence problems so I've had to keep her plugged."

I was so shocked, I stammered out a retort "I do not!". Daddy just glared at me and I shrunk down, trying to make myself as small as I could. 

"That's five." is all he said and I flinched.

"Excuse me, I think I need to take care of something before we watch that tv show you wanted to show me. Please feel free to have a seat." Daddy said as he went into the kitchen. He came back out with some rope and my metal dog bowl and placed it on the floor next to the couch. 

"Come here, princess." he said sternly and I did as ordered. He had me get into a squat position, with my elbows on the couch and my butt hanging over the edge of the couch, right above where he put the dog bowl. Then he tied me in place. He also tethered a rope from a small hook on the ceiling.

I cringed when he produced some clover clamps out of nowhere and one by one clamped them to my nipples. I moaned as he tugged on the chain in between them and felt them tighten on my nipples. He tied the chain to the end of the rope connected to the ceiling leaving just enough room that I wouldn't be able to rest my body fully without applying pressure to the nipple clamps. I whined.

Then he removed the butt plug and I felt a small amount of come start to drip out of my ass into the dog bowl. It was excruciatingly unpleasant, the feeling of something seeping out of my ass while trying to hold myself up so as not to let the nipple clamps pinch harder than they already were. 

"There." Daddy said, "Now that she has her evening snack being made, I will get something for us."

Evening snack? What was he---oh. It took me a bit to think through the distractions to realize what he meant. He was going to make me lick up the cum. I whined at the thought and I could feel both Linda and her Daddy's stares on me as they grinned, watching. I could feel the cum ever so slowly creeping out of me in weird long strands but it was taking so long, it left me feeling itchy and like I had to go to the bathroom but it wouldn't all come out.

Daddy returned with a beer for Linda's Daddy and some juice for Linda. They turned on the TV and began watching some tv show documentary about the financial crisis or something.....I have to admit I had a hard time paying attention. Thank god there wasn't going to be a quiz.

As the credits were rolling, Daddy looked over and said

"Ok princess, it's time for your snack." I groaned, knowing what was coming. He took the dog bowl out from under me and showed it to me. There wasn't much cum in it and it looked like some of it was probably my own but a good amount of it seemed to have dripped off the side of the bowl and onto the carpet. 

"Uh-oh, she dribbled on the carpet." Daddy said, showing it to Linda and her Daddy. I dont think I ever blushed that hard in my life. Daddy untied me from the couch and removed the nipple clamps while I tried not to scream. 

"Could I get Linda's help here, by chance?" Daddy asked her daddy. Her daddy nodded intrigued and Linda grinned evilly. My whine came out like a puppy dog's and my pussy clenched. Still on my hands and knees, Daddy shoved my head down into the area of the carpet where I had dribbled. My nose and mouth got the brunt of the wetness.

"Bad girl!" he said. "Don't move!"

He took off his belt again and asked "Now what did I say earlier? Five? Yes I think that was right. Linda, keep her head down in that mess and count for her, will you please?" 

Linda said "sure!" and she grabbed me by the hair and pushed my head into the carpet more, rubbing it in. 

WHAP! Daddy's belt hit my ass with a sudden strike and I yelped.

"One!" Linda said

WHAP! Daddy hit the same spot and I couldn't help but try to move away but Linda leveraged her body weight against me and held me there by the hair and said "Two!"

WHAP! My scream muffled through the carpet and tears started filling my eyes.

"Three!" Linda chimed in.

WHAP! "Four"

WHAP WHAP WHAP! "Five?" Linda looked unsure as I blubbered and lost myself in the pain and humiliation.

"Yes thank you Linda." Daddy said as he put his belt back on and began rubbing my ass, cooling it down. 

"Now you can have your treat, little girl." He said as he placed the dog bowl in front of me. "Lick it all up now." I continued crying, more from the humiliation than any of the pain as I started trying to lick up the little bit of cum that had gotten in the bowl. 

"Such a good little cumslut bitch." Daddy said and Linda giggled while her daddy smiled.

Deep Throat Breath Play

Once again, this is erotica between two consensual adults.

I wake suddenly. Groggily I try to get my bearings but my eyes are filled with sleep. I begin to reach up to rub my eyes when I realize I can't. I wriggle slightly and find that I cannot move my body at all. I seem to be able to move my head but my body is tightly pressed together inside of something, a bondage sack? My eyes are starting to adjust to the darkness and I see I'm in a bed and ---

Suddenly hands grab me by the hair and pull my head off the side of the bed. I scream in surprise before realizing it's Daddy. "It's ok little girl. Daddy needs to use your pretty little throat now." I barely have a chance to feel relieved before my mouth is pressed open to receive his cock. I automatically try to squirm but my hands and feet are pressed so tightly together that it feels more like a pathetic wriggle. The helplessness of my situation causes my pussy to heat up and I feel its juices begin to seep.

He pushes his cock in slowly and then pulls out before pushing in deeper. I can't help but moan, knowing I'm pleasing Daddy but my moans are cut short as he suddenly pushes the cock past my sinus airway and down my throat. I can't breathe, let alone moan and more pathetic wriggles spasm from my body.

He pulls out enough for me to get one quick breath before ramming his cock all the way back down my throat again, holding it there. "It's ok princess, if you can't take it, you know you can always reach up with your hand and tap out." he snickers knowing I can do no such thing. All I can do is take his cock down my throat over and over, trying to breathe in between thrusts. I can feel the spit building up in my mouth and my sinuses are clogging up from being upside down.

He grabs my tits through the bondage sack and speeds up his rhythm, deciding he doesn't need to pay attention to my breathing. He moans with pleasure feeling my mouth and throat and all of its juices around his cock. I find myself in a state of panic and my gag reflex is starting to get the better of me because I'm not getting enough time to catch my breath. My panicked state gets worse when I realize I'm going to puke. I suddenly tilt my head to the side causing his cock to bend and slip out, heaving something up. I struggle to catch my breath, breathing heavily as gooey saliva flows down the side of my face and tears run down from my eyes.

Daddy looks down at me for a moment and says "Ok little girl, puking isn't a safeword." He then grabs me with both hands on either side of my head and shoves his cock back down my throat and holds it there. "This is good training for you. You need to learn your place. When I need to use your throat you need to be available for Daddy." The breath I've been holding runs out way too fast and I gag and try to struggle but his hands holding my head there mean no air for me. I thrash about more but his strong hands just hold his cock deep in my throat tighter. My pussy flares up knowing I cannot get away, spraying its juices between my compressed legs, orgasm building. My whole body feels like it's going to burst and yet the pressure only keeps building until finally my orgasm hits me like a tidal wave but I still can't moan or breathe.....I hear screaming in my head and find myself in a place between pleasure and pain, life and death, and time seems to stand still. Then after what feels like eons, the light starts to fade and I start to feel light headed.

Suddenly Daddy lets go and pulls out and I instinctively turn my head to the side and feel my chest heave while trying to take in air at the same time. My heavily heaving breath is met by wads of spit and snot, among other things. As I catch my breath, Daddy smiles down at me "You naughty girl, I didn't say you could cum." He snickers though and I'm too busy catching my breath and trying to understand what just happened to even smile back at him. The compressed area between my legs feels like a sticky ocean and electricity feels like it's going through all of my limbs at once.

He continues smiling and says: "Look at you! Your face is covered with spit and your mascara is running down your face and yet you're still my beautiful little princess cum slut." I smile back at him, still trying to catch my breath and clear my throat. "And now that you're throat is thoroughly lubed up, it's time for you to swallow my cum. I know you like that and you know it's what you were meant to do." he says. My pussy perks up again at his words and I nod, excited again.

 He grabs me by the hair on either side of my head like two handle bars and slips his cock halfway in, just to the back of my mouth. "Now what do you say?" I respond with "I wuuw oo Ahh-eee" and he smiles and says "I love you too princess" pushing his cock the rest of the way down my throat again. He doesn't hold it there long though but begins fucking my throat with a faster rhythm, his balls slapping my nose over and over, as he moans in his own pleasure and my pussy continues to get even more wet.

I find myself losing my breath again as his cock pounds down my throat. I struggle and wriggle but my body is still so tightly compressed...there is no escape and that only makes my clit twitch more. My jaw aches and my throat feels so sore but I can't stop it. This is what I was meant for.

With a final thrust, his cock finds its way deeper down my throat than its ever been, his balls finding their way to my upper lip. Once again I can't breathe at all. He groans, pressing harder and I feel his cock contract over and over as jets of cum shoot down my throat. My wiggles turn frantic again as my pussy's fraught with another orgasm, Daddy's come shooting down my throat for what feels like a thousand years.

He finally pulls out and I turn my head, my chest heaving again over and over, catching my breath and purging anything in the way. Daddy smiles at me and grabs a towel. He wipes the spit and cum and makeup and puke off my face and pushes me over on the bed to where my head is on a pillow again. He gets into bed and cuddles next to me, still in the bondage sack, whispering "Good girl. Very good girl." I am still breathing heavily but I smile and rest my head on his shoulder, the best I can.

My throat is on fire and my legs are completely soaked but I'm too exhausted to even speak. Daddy gives me a sip of water before cuddling back in. We both drift off to sleep, and my last thought is that the bondage sack is going to need a good washing.

"Drink some water"

The following is fictional erotica between two consenting adults involving ageplay and bladder control.

Like many things it started with alcohol. Daddy and I had been out with some friends, Jake and Kylie, for lunch and I found myself having have had way too much to drink. We pulled up to my apartment and Daddy immediately told me: "Make sure you drink a lot of water, princess. That was a lot of alcohol for a little girl to consume." I replied with "yes daddy" but it was a little slurred so it sounded more like "Yesh Dyadhee".

We went up to my apartment and cuddled on the couch while we watched an episode of television. Midway through the episode, Daddy reminded me to drink some water again and I affirmed him with a similar response but did not get up. A couple more times throughout the show, he reminded me again and I finally got up and filled a glass with water and sat back down. Daddy was so warm and cozy though that I set the glass down and forgot about it instantly.

When the tv episode was over, Daddy turned to me and sternly said: "Princess, I asked you three times to drink some water and you still have not done so. You know it's for your own good and yet you disobeyed me three times. For this, you will receive a punishment but first, I will have to hydrate you myself." His words sobered me up and I reached for the glass of water, hoping to help the situation by finally starting to drink some water but he grabbed my hand and said "No. It's too late for that. We will do it MY way now." I was suddenly afraid of what he could mean and yet the commanding tone of his voice made my pussy clench.

He took the glass from me and went to the cupboard and retrieved a 32 oz water bottle. He filled that full of water and handed it to me, saying "I'm going to the car to get some equipment. I better come back here to find you, in nothing but your panties, kneeling on the floor and this water bottle empty...and don't even think of emptying it into the sink because I will know and then your punishment will be ten times worse." I gasped and took it from him. What equipment could he possibly need?

I quickly stripped down and kneeled on the living room floor.  I tried to down the water bottle all at once but about 2/3 way through it, I had to stop. While I waited for my stomach to shift enough for me to drink the rest of it, my mind was doing cartwheels wondering what Daddy had in store for me. It was unlike him to want to do anything in the bathroom and the only equipment we usually used was rope. I heard footsteps outside the door and quickly started downing the last little bit. As Daddy opened the door, I had just finished the water.

My relief at having finished in time was quickly cut short as I felt the rumbling of my tummy from all of that water. My bladder had already begun to go crazy because of the alcohol I had consumed but now I had just added more liquid. "Daddy can I use the toilet please before we start?" I asked. "No you may not, princess." he said with a smile, "you get no privileges right now, not even bathroom privileges." Oh God. What had I gotten myself into?

It was only then that I noticed that Daddy was holding his toy bag in one hand and a large plastic bag in the other; I couldn't see what was in the bag. He set both bags down and walked over to where I was kneeling, suddenly grabbing a fistful of my hair and forcing me to look up at him. "You may not like what I'm going to do to you but it's your own fault for not listening." He moved his other hand down into my panties to my cunt, which was already practically dripping from his words alone, laughed, and said "then again, maybe you will like it." I blushed profusely.

He let go of me long enough to open the toy bag and bring out some white rope. This type of thing I was familiar with although it was beginning to be hard to concentrate thanks to my bladder reminding me of the fact that I had consumed a lot of liquid and not yet been able to purge it. He also took out what looked like a prescription drug bottle from his pocket, popped one pill out into his hand and after refilling the 32oz bottle of water, instructed me to take the pill with some water.

Again, this was quite different than anything we normally did but I not only trusted Daddy with my heart but also my body so I obediently did as he asked and downed the pill with the smallest amount of water from the bottle I could manage. My stomach churned and my bladder continued to fight for my attention and I continued to try to ignore it and concentrate on what Daddy was doing.

He began tying me up using a chest harness and tying my calves to my thighs which ended up putting me into a basic frog tie. He also added a box tie to keep my arms behind my back. This was something else I was pretty familiar with and yet I found myself twitching and struggling slightly due to my bladder's continued imploring. I also realized that the tie kept my legs farther apart and the urgency of my bladder was turning into the urgency of my kegel muscles to hold everything back. This would not be good.

"Daddy I'm serious I really need to go to the bathroom. I don't know how much longer I can hold it." I whined trying but failing to turn around to look at him. I heard his response very softly and close to my ear: "That's the idea, princess. Just remember, the predicament you are in is your fault for not listening to me." My pussy unwillingly clenched and I let out a soft moan but then had to immediately turn my attention back to my kegels to hold back what already seemed like grand coolie dam just waiting to burst and Daddy just laughed as he straddled me from behind, his hips holding me down.

This position was also familiar but that would mean he planned to tickl--- my thoughts were suddenly interrupted by the sudden jab of his fingers on the sides of my ribs and I shrieked involuntarily, letting go of my urethral muscles for just a second before remembering what I was holding back. I felt a tiny bit of wetness in my panties but wasn't sure if some urine had escaped or if it was simply the natural wetness of my cunt. Either way I was already embarrassed. I struggled to catch my breath from just that one jab but he wasn't waiting for me to recover before he started tickling the sides of my ribs and up to my armpits.

I became a struggling mess of moans, shrieks, and pleading. "Daddy no! stop! I'm really going to go pee! You don't understand! I can't help it!" He did not however stop at all but instead responded very seriously "You BETTER NOT pee your panties little girl or I will be VERY ANGRY." I was suddenly very confused. Why did he not let me go to the bathroom before tying me up if he didn't want me to pee my panties in the first place? I didn't know but I couldn't continue thinking about it since my thoughts had to stay extremely focused on keeping back the raging river. A battle that was losing ground very quickly.

His tickling was relentless and it only got worse. Finally, I could hold back no longer and I screamed as my cunt spasmed uncontrollably while the flowing urine coated and soaked my panties. Tears came to my eyes in humiliation as the pressure from my bladder was finally released. Daddy stopped tickling me, stood up, crossed his arms, looking down at me with a frown.

"You really pissed your panties, little girl? You know only little girls piss their panties. That's why they're not allowed to wear big girl panties. Maybe you need to wear what little girls wear." He chided at me. I looked up at him, tears rolling down my cheeks, pleading eyes praying he wasn't serious. What I saw when I looked up was Daddy holding an adult diaper. My eyes grew wide in disbelief. He couldn't be serious? Would my humiliation ever end? And yet his mocking words and the humiliation of it all made my pussy clench in anticipation. What was wrong with me? I didn't want this!

Daddy kneeled down and untied my legs and let me stretch them out while he went and got a towel and some carpet cleaner. After removing my soaking panties and discarding them, he laid the diaper down and rolled me onto my back, scooting my bum down into place. He wiped my cunt and ass off with a baby wipe and grabbed a bottle of baby powder nearby and covered my cunt in powder. Then he pulled the front of the diaper up and taped the back to the front, enclosing it upon my crotch.

"There you go, little girl. All safe and sound now, you don't have to worry about making another mess now." My face turned very red and I whimpered and yet my clitoris perked up causing me to turn another shade of red. He untied my arms as well and told me to "clean up my mess". I vigorously scrubbed at the spot on the carpet on my hands and knees while he stood by and watched. "You know, little girl, your diaper gives your butt an extra cute wiggle when you do that." he smiled and I whimpered some more, stopping to look up at him with the best pout I could manage.

He simply laughed and said "Such a cute little girl. Hurry up and finish cleaning up the mess you made. I have more plans for you still." More plans? What? Wasn't this bad enough? Being forced into a diaper after being forced to piss myself silly? The fear and dread swept down my chest turning into arrousal as it descended to my groin. I reminded myself that Daddy owned me. He could do whatever he wanted to me whether I liked it or not. That thought only made my cunt burn hotter.

When I finished cleaning the carpet, I sat back up to find him holding the 32oz bottle of water again but screwed onto the top of it, was a baby bottle nipple. My eyes went wide as he set it down and ordered me to sit on the couch. As he tied my legs crossed legged and began duct taping my hands into fisted mittens, I pondered if he really expected me to drink more water. I had already soiled my panties, he didn't expect me to actually use the diaper too, did he???

Then he took the oversized baby bottle and proceeded in taping both of my hands to either side of it. "This is so little girl doesn't drop her bottle and make more of a mess. I know how little girls have a hard time gripping big bottles." he chided. Then taking a strip of duct tape, he cut a slit in it and placed it over my mouth. "This is so you be quiet like a good girl but are still able to drink your bottle." he said. A muffled whine escaped my covered lips. I wondered when the humiliation would end.

Just then, the doorbell rang. I swear my heart stopped. "Oh yes, little girl, I forgot to mention that I invited Jake and Kylie to come by and watch a movie with us. We had such a good time at lunch, I figured we could enjoy more time with them today. What do you think?" Daddy said, smirking. "Mmmf mmf mmfh" I managed to stutter in protest and he shushed me with a finger to my lips. "Just say 'yes daddy' like a good girl" he said. My lips quivering and tears beginning to form in my eyes, I mumbled "mmm mmm-mmm." The door bell rang again and he said "Good girl." as he got up and answered the door.

Jake and Kylie were good friends of ours and they were some of the few friends that knew about and understood our lifestyle without judging. In fact, I think in a lot of ways they were curious. And curious was definitely how I'd describe the looks on their faces as they were welcomed inside and immediately caught glimpses of me on the couch. How would most people react to finding a grown woman stark naked except for a diaper, tied up on the couch, hands taped up to a huge baby bottle, and her mouth taped mostly shut? Well I have to admit I was hoping they'd react by running away but I knew that I was not going to be so lucky.

"Well what have we here?" Jake said as he walked into the room, closer to me. "Was the little girl naughty?" he asked Daddy who replied with "Yes, very naughty. She pissed her big girl panties and made a mess on the carpet after disobeying me by not drinking any water." Kylie walked up to meet Jake, not able to take her eyes off me. "Awwww isn't the wittle girl so cute all tied up in her diedy with her bawtle!" she said to me smiling. I whimpered as more tears fell down my cheeks. My whole body was sweating and hot and my groin was the source of all the heat. "Well now she can't make a mess anymore, isn't that right princess?" Daddy asked. I slowly nodded my head.

Daddy took their attention away from me momentarily to talk about the movie they all wanted to watch and I was left in peace for a few moments. During that short conversation, Kylie would occasionally look over at me and wave her fingers at me like I was a little baby and I tried desperately to blend in with the couch.

Finally after offering them both wine, Daddy motioned for them to sit on the loveseat while he put the movie in and sat next to me on the couch. Before he started the movie, however, he told me loud enough for Jake and Kylie to hear "Ok little girl. I better see that bottle half gone before the previews are done playing. And it better be fully gone before the movie ends or you'll be in even more trouble." he said with a look on his face that meant he was very serious. I whimpered in shame. He really was going to make me soil the dreaded diaper. "And you should probably already be feeling more pressure about now anyway because that pill I gave you earlier was a diarrhetic" he said with a grin.

I had never wished for something so much in my life than to wish he was wrong but as if on cue, my bladder began to nag again. What was I going to do? Daddy wanted me to soil myself in this diaper like a helpless little girl, in front of our friends! I couldn't do this, my whole body ached with dread and I couldn't help but squirm, trying to think of some way out of this situation. But there was none.

"The previews are almost over, hunbun." Daddy said, bringing me back to reality. Alarmed that I had wasted precious time, I swung my arms up to my mouth to try to get the bottle in but failed, I couldn't quite get it in! "Does little girl need help getting her bottle into her mouth?" Kylie asked mockingly. I shamefully and tearfully nodded and she leaned over and helped open the slit in the duct tape slightly while raising my bottle (and arms with it) to my lips. She smiled at me as I started to suck the water through the bottle's nipple.

My shame was already at it's peak, only to find that the current preview was almost over and I had barely gotten any of the water down! I sucked relentlessly at the nipple , trying to get the water to come faster, all the while my bladder was protesting and I clamped my urethral muscles shut as tight as I could. Jake giggled at me and said "Wow little girl is thirsty, isn't she?" I ignored him as I tried to drink more water before the end of the preview but I wasn't going to make it. As the preview was ending, my sucking got louder and more frantic and all three of them were staring at me with the biggest grins on their faces.

The preview ended and to my relief, there was yet another preview. My whole body sighed, relieved. I was finally able to get enough of the water down before that preview finished that I could lower the bottle, breathe a little easier, and concentrate solely on clenching my cunt muscles. I could do this. I could make it through the movie without soiling the diaper. As if reading my thoughts, Daddy leaned over and produced some clover nipple clamps and after clipping one to one nipple, he strung the chain around the bottle and clipped the other end to the matching nipple. My nipples felt like they were two tiny specks of fire, burning and I hadn't even lifted the bottle back to my lips yet. This was not good.

The movie went on for what seemed like forever and I was thankful it was captivating enough to gather all of their attention, temporarily relieving me of at least some humiliation. Throughout the movie, I found myself fading off into a sort of subspace but the pain on my nipples and the burning need to relieve myself always brought me back to the present. Finally I realized I still had more to drink and the movie was almost over! I slowly lifted the bottle to my lips, wincing as the nipple clamps pulled taught by doing so. I could see Daddy watching me from the corner of his eye.

As the movie's ending music began to crescendo and the scene faded to the credits, my sucking on the bottle became frantic again and I learned that too much multitasking is too much for my body to take. Between sucking the bottle, and the burning fire on my tits, and the tightest clenching I've ever given my cunt, it was sensory and concentration overload. Something had to give and I knew it was going to be my bladder. And as soon as I thought it, it happened. I felt my groin flood with a warm wetness as I finished the bottle off and started sobbing uncontrollably.

"Awww I think somebody went peepee!" Kylie said in a baby talk voice. "Yep I see a yellow spot" Jake added and Daddy stroked my hair, saying "Good girl, you finished your bottle." I nodded, my eyes swollen and red from crying. All eyes were on me and I didn't care anymore, I nestled into Daddy as he stroked my hair and the warm wetness in my groin continued as my bladder emptied its contents within.

Daddy made small talk with Jake and Kylie for a little while longer. At some point, Daddy looked at the clock and said "Well I think its way past little girl's bedtime" and pinching his nose, he added "and I think she needs a change too." I buried my head into his shoulder to try to hide my continued embarrassment. Jake and Kylie smiled as they got up and both patted me on the head calling me a good girl. Daddy went with them to the door and when they'd left, he came over and held me tight. I sobbed into his arms again.

"There, there, princess. I'm proud of you. You took that punishment quite well and now you will get your reward." He said, picking me up and carrying me to the bedroom. He laid me on my back on the bed, with my head hanging off the side. He removed the duct tape from my mouth, and the nipple clamps, and said "Your cunt and ass are way too messy right now so your throat will have to do." Somewhere within the thick wet folds of the diaper, I felt my clit perk up and my pussy clench knowingly. As Daddy fucked my throat relentlessly I lost track of the mix of cum and piss in my diaper. All that mattered was pleasing Daddy.

When he had thoroughly used my throat and many of my own orgasms later, he held me close lying on the bed with him, wiping the tears and spit away from my face. I was an exhausted little girl and I fell asleep in his arms. Amongst his soft "good girl"s, he whispered something before I drifted off to sleep:

"Now remember next time to drink some water."

Deep Throat Fantasy

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