“And that’s that. That’s how we deal with unruly patients. Truss ‘em up, diaper them up, gag them if we have to, and they become much more docile.”
Jason stepped away from his roommate Billy and admired his handiwork. And to think, the pervert currently locked up in restraints and thickly diapered thought he was in control of this situation.
Billy had been a pretty annoying roommate for quite awhile, to be honest. Forgot to do his dishes on his designated nights. Was occasionally late with money for the phone and internet bills. Generally slobbish. And one night, as the two 25-year-olds sat around drinking beer, Billy kept peppering Jason with questions about his job at the local mental hospital. Questions that went beyond normal curiosity.
“So, like, when some patient is really off their rocker, totally nuts. I’ve heard, like, maybe you guys have to put them in restraints or straitjacket and they’re just helpless?”
“We do what’s necessary,” he’d replied but that wasn’t enough.
“But I’ve heard, and maybe this isn’t true, that you sometimes forcefully diaper your patients? Put them back into Pampers and even make them use them until they behave?”
Ah, a diaper and bondage pervert, Jason realized. He’d met a few in his days already. People who fantasized about the very real things he delivered to patients.
“Sometimes,” was all he said.
Later, he went and checked his roommate’s browser history and was not shocked to find the pervert reading stories about diaper punishment and bondage. So predictable. Hmmm. Maybe he should give him what he wants. Or what he thinks he wants.
One night, again as they drank beer, Jason surprised his roomie. “So I know you were all curious about how we deal with unruly folks. Maybe you wanna find out?” With that he went to his gym bag and pulled out the restraint jacket and some diapers he’d taken from the hospital for the night.
He saw his roommate’s eyes bulge and his eyes glaze over. “So you’ll know what it’s like.”
Billy agreed — naturally – and only started objecting when Jason put him on the floor and started pulling off his pants. “Hey, hey, hey.” He wanted to be in a diaper but one that he put on, not some dude.
Jason slapped his hands away. “You think our patients like being diapered? You think they do it themselves? I know how to deal with unruliness, so just keep it up. You’re so inquisitive, you’re gonna find out.”
The chastened boy gave in and moaned as Jason stripped him, powdered him and taped him into his Pampers. Quickly, efficiently, Jason rubbed his roommate’s diaper until the spasms started and the cum oozed into his diaper. With his libido gone, he knew the slut would really be scared now. Then came the restraints. Tight. Unbreakable. Inescapable.
“Okay, um, cool, can you let me out now?”
“You think our patients tell us when to be let out? No, no, no, no. We decide. And we decide what happens to them when they’re restrained.”
With that Jason turned his trussed-up diapered turkey around, he brought him to the floor and onto his knees. Jason unzipped his pants, pulled out his hard cock. He saw Billy panic. The boy wanted diapers and bondage, not cock. Not cock. Oh no.
Jason grasped him by the hair. “You were sooooo curious. Well now you’re gonna find out what happens. And I decide when you’re released. And what you suck until you are. And if you don’t start cleaning up and paying on time…expect a lot of this.”
One final moan…silenced by Jason’s cock. Some boys have to learn the hard way what real life is like.