This story is partly fiction and partly true. It is the first of a series and involves master/slaves and watersports. Please let me know if you enjoy this story neversaycapture@gmail.com
Richard is the son of my neighbour and I have known him for quite some time. I watched him grown up so it was not really a big surprise that he got chatting to me one day about the fantasies he had to do with sex. When he started work as a shop assistant and then department manager in my local branch of large retail chemist/drugstore chain, it was not hard to persuade him that he might help when I had a slave to humiliate and train. Richard said that he was not gay as far as sex went but I can tell you that he was more than a little bi-curious when it came to exploring dicks and kinks!
We had an agreement that when I was training a new slave or son I would take the unexpecting lad to the store and posing as a concerned father or uncle would take the slave-in-training up to the counter and say to Richard, the shop assistant, that he was having "a little bother down below at night" and ask if the store had anything that might assist him from stopping wetting the bed.
The first occasion I used Richard's offer, I had been chatting to a lad called Jake that wanted to be a slave and wanted to be humiliated. He had never done anything in public and was not fond of his own body with a very low self image. As he was only just turned 20, pail skinned and a twink that made other twinks look large, I was more than happy to take him under my wing and show him some of the more kinkier of the ropes.
I marched him into the store on the occasion of our first physical meeting, before I had even seen him naked in the flesh so to speak. We had exchanged some naked photos online and I had set him a task to strip naked, fit a collar and record a video of himself pledging his commitment to being a slave and humbly requesting to serve me in any way possible. He had then proceeded to wank all over himself which was, for his first time on cam, not bad going. However, he wanted to be humiliated and that was exactly what he was going to get, with Richard's help. Jake had no idea that Richard and I knew each other nor that Richard was my neighbour.
"Come on son!", I said to him loudly as I entered Richard's department, "The sooner we get this problem of yours sorted out the better - lets as the assistant if he knows what we can do - no need to be embarrassed."
A few customer's turned and looked at the lad. A young woman browsing the homeopathic medicines and an older guy trying to find a bargain in the reduced to clear basket. It was clear on Jake's face that he had no idea what was going on but even so, he started to blush a little at the attention, not knowing where this conversation was going.
"How can I help you gentlemen?", Richard played his part of not knowing who I was to perfection.
"Hello ...", I said, not lowering my voice, "... my son here has started to have a little problem at night - it seems he has started to wet the bed and I wondering if you anything that might help him. It is a lot of work to clean up after him in the morning."
"Ah! I see Sir, yes, we have several things that we could try." he turned to Jake with equal volume. "Are you sure, young man, that it is urine and not semen?"
A female colleague of Richard's, grinned behind the desk and went off with some hair gel in her hand to put back on the shelves, covering her mouth trying not to laugh. Jake was now visibly distressed, he moved from one foot to the other and spluttered an attempt at a reply but was cut short by my intervention.
"Yes, I am sure." I said on Jake's behalf. "It clearly smells of urine and he masturbates each night before bed so he is not likely to have nocturnal emissions."
"Geesh!" was all Jake could manage and he turned his head away, doubled up a little and bounced on one foot trying to hide his eyes from the world and hoping that the shop floor might open up and take him down! He was getting what he wanted I thought, he seemed visibly humiliated but we were not finished with him yet.
"Well, I would recommend to try some nappies in the first instance sir, there are other more drastic measures you could try if that fails. Shall I show you where they are?"
Richard started off into the rows of shelves and I pulled Jake by the elbow and together we followed after him. Another young mother was collecting an armful of nappies as Richard spoke at full volume again.
"Here we are sir, these are the larger sizes for older lads with wetting problems." He handed me a large packet "These should fit him snugly - they are elasticated and very absorbent".
Jake moved awkwardly again and as the mother looked over towards him he turned away so as not to meet her eyes, putting his hand to his mouth simply said "shit".
"Perhaps, sir, you would like to try one on him for size?"
"Here!!!" Jake exclaimed and held out his hands petulantly.
"Yes, we can take your son to the baby changing area sir and see if these will suit you".
Richard again lead the way, stopping only to pick up a bottle of baby oil, wet wipes and nappy rash cream.
"You may also need these sir, they will help him not to get sore in his tender places."
The changing area was a unisex area with large tables at waist height which were, when pushed together capable of holding one, very embarrassed and blushing slave-in-training.
"Up you pop son!" I said to Jake cheerfully. He had been warned that any refusal to obey me in public would mean the end of our day, or relationship and the promise of much humiliation and kink. With that in mind I am sure, he lay down on his back on the tables with nothing more than a sigh.
I had ensured that he came out dressed in only a t-shirt, and jogging bottoms, with no underpants, no socks and only slip-on deck shoes. (Daps or plimsoles as we say where I come from). That meant that I could quickly get him totally naked before he even realised what was going on. Richard had opened the packet of nappies and was telling us in no uncertain terms how to fit them.
"Could you show me please? It is a long time since I have changed his nappy."
"Of course, sir... "
The shop assistant quickly open the packet of nappies and flicked one flat. Lifting Jake's legs he tried to position the nappy in the right place but found he could not do both actions at the same time.
"Excuse me sir" he said, "Please could you hold the lad's legs up so I can get under his bottom?"
I moved closer and grabbed Jake's legs and noticed that he was now blushing on most of his body. His face was exquisite in the discomfort he was feeling having total strangers closely examining his arse and with his dick and balls now on full view - he seemed to be unaware that his dick which had up to this point mostly been soft was now getting a little harder. Nobody but his parents has been this close to him and not even them when sexually aroused.
The shop assistant positioned the nappy in the correct position and as he did so I glanced across at the entrance to the changing area and saw a young man holding a wire basket in front of his groin with just two cans of deodorant inside. The basket did not obscure the fact that he was rubbing his dick through the fabric of his jeans with his other hand.
"Hello, can you come and give me a hand?" I said.
I invited the quite handsome lad in and offered up Jakes ankles for him to hold for me. He almost tripped over the basket as he put it down and rushed to my side taking hold Jake and looking very closely at Jake's dick and balls.
"Oh fuck nooo! Shit!" Jake sighed and turned his head away in the hope that if he did not see us watching then just perhaps we might not really be there.
I did not know at the time that the cute guy now holding Jake's legs with a pressing hardon in his jeans had been interested in watersports and master/slave for some time but had not been brave enough to try his interest outside of a few innocent flirts on skype. His name was Peter and he was 18, slim and very tall. He had not expected to see a lad being changed when he stopped off on his scooter on the way home from college for a couple of cans of deodorant and some acne cream but would later become a regular addition to my humiliation helpers.
Richard continued slowly but unphased wrapping the lad in his fresh nappy while Peter and I watched. He adjusted the position of Jake's dick and balls to be comfortable in their new environment and gently guided his legs back to the horizontal position.
"Well lad, does that feel ok?".
He pulled at the edges of the nappy checking that it was snug and then patted the front.
"I think, lad, you should try it out!".
"Try it out???" Jake's concerned voice sounded upset. "What do you mean? How???"
"Well, lad. You know ..." Richard looked at me and smiled. "Try a little pee pee in them.
"No I can't ..."
I interrupted Jake's objections.
"Now come on lad, this nice man has gone to a lot of trouble for you. Now the very least we can do is to make sure it is the right ones. Just a little drop!" I ordered.
Jake put his hands flat on the table and strained a little. There was nothing more than a muffled fart that could be heard and Jake shut his eyes mortified that this was being watched and listened to so closely.
"I can't ..." Jake protested again.
"Perhaps sir, the lad might be more successful if he stood and imagined being at an urinal?"
I nodded my head and pulled Jake up by the arm. The three of us we directly in front of him. He was standing, naked but for the nappy. He looked down at his bare feet, he looked into my eyes. His face becoming redder, straining against the resistance of his hardened cock. He looked up and closed his eyes and his face changed to relief and the soft sound of water filling a nappy could be heard.
After a few moments he sighed and looked down with relief and embarrassment.
"I've done it", he mumbled. "Can we go now? It's not leaking!"
"Well, I don't think we should leave you wet, do you son?" I said.
He looked up up at me shocked.
"No wait! I don't think ..."
"I quite agree sir." the shop assistant said. "Let's get you back up on the table."
I helped to maneuver Jake back onto the table and he sighed again as he lay down.
Richard and Peter removed the wet nappy and Peter could not resist poking the material with his finger. He sniffed his finger then buried his head in the wet fabric and inhaled deeply. Putting the wet nappy into his shopping basket, he was handed a wet baby wipe cleaning cloth by Richard. Peter followed Richards lead and they both wiped Jake's penis and balls, across his tummy and down each led. Peter lifted Jake's legs to allow Richard to clean his bottom spending more than a little time on the lads anus.
"I think sir, it would help if you were to shave the lad's pubic hairs when sir gets home. It will help in keeping the lad clean and would not be so sore on him. This will also help ..."
Richard took a large handful of nappy rash cream and wiped it over his bottom and used one finger to push gently into Jake's anus. Circling around, first teasing the lad before rubbing the cool cream into Jake's balls. Jake moaned and as Peter let his legs down again Jake's full erection could clearly be seen.
"I think sir, before we finish with the cream on the lad, I should help in with his ... pre-dick-ament!"
The word was emphasised and I nodded to allow Richard to obtain his reward for the deception that had take place that evening. Richard slowly moved in on the lad's dick and with the tip of his tongue circled the tip of the lad's penus tasking the last remaining drops of pee. With a firm grasp on Jake's balls he took the dick in his mouth and twisted and lunged at this hard member. I indicated to Peter that perhaps Jake's nipples might be sore and Peter did not need more prompts than that to use his fingers, dipped in the baby oil, to massage Jake's hard erect nipples.
I stood back and watched as Jake's face became pink, his lips curled and he bit down on the lower lip as he came deep into Richard's throat. As Jake became more aware of his surroundings again after his orgasmn he put his hands to his face, his embarrassment complete.
Richard quickly allowed the softening dick to rest again in the lad's groin and with a quick flick both covered the lad's dick in cream and restored his foreskin to its normal position. Wrapping the lad in the nappy, his job was done for the moment.
Peter stood back and he quickly took care of his own need to cum by rubbing his jeans rigorously. His knees bucked a few times and I held him to help steady him back to standing position. By the speed of his ejaculation in his pants it was clear that this had been a stimulating experience for him. I offered him my card and suggested that he should contact me urgently!
We all helped Jake dress and it was not long before we were all standing by the till waiting to pay. Richard had not a hair out of place - the consummate professional!
"Would sir like more nappies, cream and wipes?"
I indicated that I would and Richard as the assistant was more than being helpful, suggesting that he could deliver them to me at my convenience! Neither Jake nor Peter had any idea of course that he lived next door to me - so this was not so much as a shop assistant being helpful but a comrade in humiliation inviting himself for more of the same!
I gave the package contained the remaining unused goods to Jake to tuck under his arm and we left the shop. I turned and saw my helpful neighbour wrapping Jake's used nappy for Peter to take home with him and putting it and the deodorant into a bag. I am sure that Richard did not charge for the wet nappy! I wondered if Peter had given up on the acne cream preferring to use the wet nappy as a facial mask! I hoped I would find out later.
As the cold air hit us in the early evening Jake gasped.
"Are you ok boy???" I said concerned.
"Yeah, fine now Daddy ... but I think I need to pee pee!"
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