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Epilogue Part 3
I wasn't too happy when my alarm went off at seven o'clock but I dragged myself out of bed to take a nice long shower to get ready for Baby's first day of his new life. About 30 minutes later I got the dining room where Albert was already having breakfast.
"Good morning, Peter. You look much better than yesterday."
"Good morning, Albert. I feel much better. No hang-over..." I laughed and started to eat.
Edwards had once more surpassed himself, serving banana-walnut buttermilk pancakes, topped with fresh bananas, powdered sugar and a dab of whip cream and cheese omelets smothered with his famous mushroom-cream sauce, served with a grilled herb-cheese potato patty and fresh warm flour tortillas. Life couldn't be better.
"I already prepared breakfast for your boy, six bottles with a heavy dose of the special diuretic/laxative blend and one with coffee for him to wake up. I also melted the regular suppositories to mold them into one single nice thick three inch cone that Baby can enjoy. The mix should get him to evacuate completely within 30 minutes and then we can clean him out. Two sessions on the chair should be sufficient. So, all in all, we should be done by nine-thirty. What else have you planned for today?"
"I think after that I should do some stretching exercises with him, he has to attend an important meeting later today and I want Baby to be at his best. It shouldn't take more than 30 minutes and after that he needs his whipping."
"Sounds good to me. So, if you're done..." The tall nurse was already done eating and so I regretfully abandoned the delicacies on the table and followed him out the door to wake my precious Baby up.
We silently walked into his room, looking at his sweaty body on the rubber sheet, still deliciously spread out for my pleasure. Albert opened the blinds while I walked over and gently shook the boy.
"Wake up Baby, it's time.' He groggily tried to shake his head, moving a bit sluggishly against his restraints. Finally he opened his eyes and once more I was captured by the fascinating blue color of them. I loosened the buckle of his strap to remove the dildo and smiled at him.
"Did you have a good night, my pet?"
"What... I ..." I gently kissed him on his dry lips, making a note to myself to find a nice shiny lip-gloss for him to keep them soft and pliable in the future.
"How do you feel, Baby? Don't want to wish your Daddy a good morning?" My hands wandered to his tits and slowly twisted them. He gave a gasp of pain and thus subdued he lowered his eyes and stared down his own body, clearly intimidated by the sheer size of the bulk around his middle.
"Good morning, Daddy." He swallowed several times, his Adam's apple moving visibly with the effort.
"Now, it's eight o'clock and it is time for your pee-pee, isn't it." And again I twisted the long hard nipples between my fingers. This time he yelped.
"Yes, Daddy.... aghh... please stop. Daddy, my little boy's clitty needs to make pee-pee."
"Good boy." Together with Alfred I unbuckled him and got him up in a sitting position.
"Just a bit longer and then you can make pee-pee like a big boy." I saw the hope in his eyes and knew he assumed that he was allowed to use a toilet. It would take me some more time to imprint the fact on him that he would never use anything else but a diaper ever again. I led him to the bathroom and let him look around before I sat down on a chair pulling him down on my lap.
He was now straddling my legs, facing me.
"Now, boy, I want you to take both of hands and put them on your crotch. No... not like that. Let me show you." I took his hands and put them on each side of his still erect cock and pressed them down.
"I will open the valve now and let you make your pee-pee. When you're done, you'll thank me and tell me how much you enjoyed making pee-pee with your little boy's clit like a little girl." I made sure he pressed down hard, forcing the already soaked material of the diaper tightly against the tip of his cock. It would make sure that his piss would spread all over himself, the diaper was already so full that it wouldn't absorb any more.
I slowly opened the valve of his wand and watched as a look of relief washed over his face. When I thought he had enough I closed it and he looked up at me, startled with a slight look of panic on his face.
"Daddy... I..."
"Shhh... It's okay, you can go again later." Grabbing his abused nipple, I just gave him a prompting look. He hesitated a bit, but soon got over it when I twisted the mistreated flesh between my fingers again.
"Arrgh...stop... thank you Daddy for letting my little boy's clit make pee-pee like a little girl. I really enjoyed doing it like a girl."
"Good boy. And now you will get your breakfast while I check your diaper."
I helped him get up on his changing table, strapped him down and forcefully removed his latex bloomers before buckling his legs to the stirrups.
"Now, let's see this mess." Albert held a big pan below him when I peeled the sogging material of the two diapers and the pads away from him. Due to his diet the smell emanating from his diaper wasn't too bad and I let the whole bulk just drop into the pan with a heavy plopping sound.
"You really filled your diaper up, Baby. Like a good little boy. I took some wipes and started to clean him off, marveling at the softness of his skin. The salve would have to be used regularly on him to prevent his skin to toughen up. It wouldn't do for the boy to get tough skin caused by his spankings.
"Look how nice and soft everything is down here. Isn't it pretty?" I smiled at him reassuringly and finished wiping him down. I took the new diaper from the table next to me, made sure the pads were positioned right and put it under his ass. I used the large suppository, positioned it at his hole and pushed it in in one go.
By now, Albert had positioned the feeder above Baby's head and started on the bottles while I quickly got the pet diapered up again. I watched him suck on the dildo without gagging and decided that no father could be more proud of his kid than I was of Baby. He did really good, sucking steadily in large gulps and draining the bottles faster than ever before. He would soon have no problem taking large cocks to suck on deep down his throat. I massaged his abdomen while he drank down his breakfast and waited for the telltale sounds of his bowel movement. I wanted everything he drank the night before out of him, so that once more my boy would be nice and clean.
"That was the last bottle, good boy." I felt he needed the praise for performing so admirably this morning.
"And now, we'll get you clean on the inside as well." Albert unbuckled him from the table, guided him over to the enema-chair and helped him impale himself on the large nozzle I had attached to it the day before. He groaned a bit but other than that there was no sound that indicated he was in real pain. It made me grin, thinking of how this boy had just impaled himself on a three inch nozzle without a problem. He would definitely be ready for the meeting this afternoon. He grimaced a bit as the hot water was pumped into him. I made him keep it inside of him for ten minutes and then pumped it out again. I flushed him twice until I was sure he was squeaky clean. Albert got him off the chair and washed him down in the shower before we moved to the examination room.
"Now, Baby, you and me will do some exercises and while we do them you will be allowed to speak as you wish. Just mind your manners and be respectful." I buckled him in his chair, moved his ass to a convenient height and spread him wide. His rings were reflecting the light from the spots aimed at his hole and I took a few seconds to admire the beautiful adornments piercing his ass crack and his dick. I took a thin electronic probe and inserted it into his wand, pushing it deep inside the steel tunnel of his urethra until it reached his prostate gland. I taped it to the protruding tip of the wand to make sure it stayed in place for the exercise and turned it on.
"We need to do some serious stretching down here, my boy, this is nowhere near enough."
I took the largest speculum I had and inserted it into his puffed up, rosy pussy.
"Sir, why are you doing this to me...? Please, I... never did anything to you...?" His voice was pleadingly soft.
"Ricky, you need to understand that I do this because I really care for you. This is no punishment or retribution; this is what your body craves. You are a really confused boy who doesn't understand his own body." I cranked the speculum open to its full width.
He moaned loudly and started to breathe deeply, trying hard to relax his ass muscles against the unyielding intrusion.
"But, I don't want this, Sir..."
"Oh, Baby... you don't know what you want, much less know what you need. I'll show you in a minute, but first I need to make sure, everything is all right in here." With that I pushed my greased up hand deep inside of him.
"What, what is that?" He gasped at the unknown feeling of having my whole fist inside his ass. I furrowed his silky insides with my fingers, probing, pressing twisting my hand to make my boy's first fist a truly memorable experience. I flexed my hand and carefully pushed in deeper and deeper.
"You my boy, are just fulfilling the main purpose of your new life. From now on, you will feel the pleasure of my arm up inside of you every day. This will keep you nice and loose and your pussy loves it. Just look how wet your clit already is." There was a nice steady stream of pre-cum dripping from his cock.
"No, you can't..."
"Boy, listen. While you were in the hospital with Matt, he had a psychologist come in to hypnotize you to find out if there was a psychological reason for your incontinence and the fact, that you always got hard, even while anaesthetized, when someone touched your pussy. He taped the interview. Do you really want to hear what you told that doctor?"
I looked at him, knowing that he was fighting his arousal and started to work on the walnut sized gland inside his ass. I rubbed over it, played with it, all the while watching him struggle to clear his mind off the confusing thoughts coursing through him.
"Sir, Daddy, I..."
"Okay. Albert, the tape in the drawer, please put it in and play it for Baby to watch."
I used the time it took Albert to get the recording running to push in even deeper. I was almost in to my elbow. I was amazed at the sheer depth of my boy. At least the monitor flickered to life, ready to show my boy the truth of his perversion. Well, the carefully engineered and rehearsed truth which was the result of several sessions with Matt's friend who was a specialist in hypnosis. He got Baby to respond to keywords with memorized answers that would push my boy over the edge.
"... so do you know why you are peeing in your pants?" "... I need a Daddy who loves me. Mine never did. I want a Daddy to take care of me and change my diaper." "... your diaper? Why do want to wear a diaper?" "It makes me feel safe." "How does it make you feel safe?" "I do nasty things with my cock. Things I'm not allowed to do." "What things are you not allowed doing with your cock?" "I play with it. Like a bad boy." "Do you want to be a bad boy?" "No, I want to be a good boy. I need Daddy to make sure I'm a good boy. He needs to put me in a diaper." "Richard, why do think you need a diaper?" "I'm a bad boy and I shouldn't be allowed to do stuff. Like touching my dick when I pee. Daddy has to make sure of that. He puts me in a diaper and I can pee in my diaper." "You only want a diaper to pee in it?" "No, I'm a bad boy. I also play with my hole a lot. Only dirty, bad boys do that. Daddy needs to make me a good boy." "Okay, so want to wear diapers." "Yes, I need diapers and my Daddy." "Is that all, or is there something else you want to tell me." "I... sometimes I have dirty thoughts." "What dirty thoughts, Richard?" "I think that if I could get a real big dick, my Daddy can punish me for doing dirty stuff with it. He has to punish me for playing with it and making a mess. He will make sure I won't do that again." "How would you get a big dick?" "I could stick stuff in there. Bad boys do that and need to get punished for that." "Richard, does talking about this make you hard?" "Yes. That's dirty. I need to be punished. I am a bad boy. I want something to stick in my dick and make it big." "Interesting, Richard. Now, is there something else I should know? What else do think of?" "I want my balls to be really big and then Daddy spanks them for me. He also puts things in my ass to make me a good boy. Good boys do everything their Daddy tells them to do." "Why don't you explain to me what your `Daddy' has to do to make you happy?" "My Daddy loves me, he knows I'm a dirty little boy and he loves me very much. He helps me become a good little boy. He will take care of my hole and my dick and make me a good boy. He loves me. And because I'm a bad boy he spanks me a lot. Bad boys always have a red ass. He controls everything I do, because I am so bad. He changes my diaper and lets me suck his dick. He has a really nice dick. Not like me. And if I'm very good he will do what grown-ups do with girls. Maybe he will help me be a good little girl. That is a lot better than being a bad boy." "So, let me get this right. You want to be treated like a little girl and get fucked in your ass. You want to be spanked and you want to wear a diaper." "Yes, he can also spank my dick. It's doing nasty stuff." "And if your Daddy does all that you'll feel safe?" "Yes, I'll be safe with my Daddy..."
"See, Baby, this is what you told the doctor."
He was in shock. Watching himself lying in a hospital bed, telling a stranger things like that was rather hard to digest for him.
"But I..."
"Shh... Baby. I want you to stop thinking about it. This is your unconscious mind revealing your deepest desires. It's nothing to be ashamed about. Matt and I are helping you live these desires, your body already started to give in to them."
I slowly fucked him now with my fist, carefully pulling out and pushing back in. Even though Baby was trying to understand what he just heard, he gradually started to groan and grunt, his hips trying to match the thrusts of my arm. I was fascinated by the warmth inside of him; the texture of his tight chute against my skin was staggering. I started stroking his stomach, marveling at being able to feel of my own arm inside of him. Trying to match my thrusts with the current flowing through his dick, I knew that if I allowed him to cum, it would be mind-blowing. But, I forced myself to remember his behavior and knew he could not be allowed to orgasm. His moans got louder, his restricted movements more frantic and I knew I had to be careful now. I felt the telltale stiffening of his body as he was about to shoot, clamped down hard on the root of his clit and pulled my arm out of its cozy new home. The pet gave aloud scream of pain/frustration, his body convulsing- yet finding no relief. Tears were streaming down his face and he gasped for breath.
"No, Baby, I know you like my arm in you, but we have to stop now. It's time for your whipping."
Albert helped me get the pet over to the whipping bench and strapped him down.
"Today I think he needs 20 strokes on the inside of each thigh and we should start working on his tits a bit. As for the rest, the same as yesterday. He really is a naughty boy, right?"
I smiled and sat down on my chair to enjoy the show.
Watching Albert applying the various whips to his body was like watching a porn movie. He made sure to evenly cover every square inch of the involved body parts, turning them into a wonderful dark red color. Baby's screams of pain were like music to my ears and I knew I would never tire of hearing them. I noticed that Albert started to lash the area just where Baby's thighs curved into his ass. It sent shivers down my body to see this most sensitive area of his body being abused. Baby would need a lot of attention there after his punishment was over. I unzipped my pants and slowly started to stroke myself. I didn't want to come, so I kept a rather slow, yet steady pace - I would need to breed the boy later for being good. What a way to spend a leisurely morning with my pet. I had him piss on himself, he took my arm up his cunt and now his skin was magically transformed into the sexiest color I've ever seen while I listened to his cries. It was just so fucking perfect.
When Albert was finally done working on his backside, I helped him turn Baby over so that he could work on his front. He used a slim wooden paddle on the inside of his thighs which brought forth the most beautiful sounds of pain. Baby was howling now, and I was admiring him in this ideal state of hurt. From my position I could see how some of the grease I had used to lube up my arm with started dripping from his obscenely gaping pussy. Most people didn't understand my fascination with a wide opened boy hole and its puffed up surrounding lips, for me it was a mark of my love. My boy would continuously work on his cunt for me, stretching it to the limit to please me and show me that he understood my affections.
I watched his long nipples being whipped now, his tits juggling on his chest. The whipping caused the boy to lactate heavily, white liquid started to drool all over his breasts. He would need another milking. When the nurse finished with his chest, I attached the breast-pump once more on set it on the highest setting. His abused nipples were sucked all the way into the tunnel, while Albert started to work his clit over.
"No...aaagghh... please...hurts..."
"It's alright Baby, we need to drain your udders, they're dripping. It'll be over soon." I tried to soothe him a bit, knowing that right now he felt the heavy pull of the pump on his overly sensitive tits. I guess he felt like somebody tried to pull his tits off. Albert whipped him in rhythm of the pump and Baby's distended tip got most of his attention. It looked swollen and huge.
Finally, Baby's session was over. He was a whimpering mass, sweating and crying.
"I think he needs a cold shower now, Albert."
We took him to the shower where Albert sprayed him down with cold water. When he started to shiver I took a big towel and gently dried his body. I hugged him and petted his back, when I felt him press closer to me. I was thrilled. It almost seemed like he was finally starting to accept. I kept him in the circle of my arms for a while longer while Albert got the necessary implements for Baby ready.
"It's okay now, Baby. You did really good." I whispered in his ears, still stroking him.
"It hurt Daddy, it hurt so much..." he sobbed into my chest, slowly drenching my shirt with his tears.
"I know, Daddy will make you feel better now." I led him over to the changing table and helped him up on it. I stopped him from laying down and instead guided him onto all fours. I started fastening his wrist and ankle cuffs, while Albert pulled a wide strap around his waist and fastened it to a pulley. He made sure it was pulled up tight, keeping the pet immobile.
"Now, we need to get you ready for the day."
I took the humbler and held it against his red thighs and pulled his stretched sac all the way back between his legs. I closed the locks of the humbler, making sure it had a snug fit against the back of his legs and let his balls hang down loosely for now. I had purchased a nice pink leather collar for Baby which I attached around his neck. It forced his chin up a bit, giving him a better posture. Next came the modified anal hook. Instead of the ball that was usually attached to the five inch long insertable tip of the hook, this one had 5 steel balls of increasing sizes, the smallest one being a nice one inch in diameter and the biggest one having an impressive 4 inches. I greased the hook up with a generous amount of the itching lube and started to fill my pet's ass.
He didn't make a sound until the third ball went in. His little clit was making a slimy puddle on the table while he moaned and thrust his ass towards the cold intruder. I rapidly pushed the remaining two balls into him, sure that he would enjoy the weight inside. With a rope attached to the open ring at the end, the hook rested comfortable in the curve of his ass while I threaded the other end of the rope to his collar. I pulled tight, making him arch his back, pushing out his chest.
"You like that, don't you, you little slut? You like it when you have something big in your pussy?" I grabbed his sac again and pulled it towards the stretcher which Albert had fastened between his ankles. I took another rope and tied his nuts tightly into separate pouches and then tied the rope to the stretcher. I pulled a condom over the tip of his dick and taped it securely shut.
"You're drooling like the horny bitch that you are. This will make sure you won't make a mess on the floor." I took a large piece of duct tape and taped his drooling dick to his stomach with the condom hanging down. Two alligator clamps with steel weights on his tits finished his outfitting.
"Now, you look really pretty. Daddy is so proud of you." We got him down from the table, letting him crouch on the floor.
"Let's go downstairs now." I took a leash, attached it to his collar and started pulling. Baby desperately tried to crawl along, trying to synchronize his movements to the demands of the humbler and the spreader.
"Daddy, stop... I..."
"Don't talk anymore now. Take your time to get used to your new toys, Baby and we will go down to my office now and there we can talk some more. You remember what you have to do when you want to talk, don't you?"
Defeated he nodded his head and scrambled awkwardly behind me down the stairs.