The puddle had been my undoing, a small, embarrassing testament to my lack of control, a silent betrayal that had marked me as different, as other. The chair, once a place of learning, had become a source of shame, and now, I was going to have to face the consequences. The dampness was a problem. A problem that needed to be dealt with.
Then came the summons, a command disguised as a polite request, and I knew that my secret was out, that my private struggle was now a public spectacle. I was called to her office, and I knew what was coming. She was always so meticulous. So in control.
"You've been leaving… marks," she said, her voice devoid of emotion, her gaze fixed on mine. "Marks on my chairs."
I nodded, my cheeks burning, unable to meet her gaze. The silence was so much worse than any scolding. I could feel my heart pounding against my ribs.
"Naturally, I have a solution," she continued, her words a pronouncement, a sentence, a new set of rules that would forever change my life.
Then came the diaper, the thick, bulky solution to my problem, a constant reminder of my failure, and her control. I could feel my face turn red.
"The chairs will no longer be wet with your urine," she stated, her voice flat, almost clinical. "It will all be in your diaper."
The fabric, once a source of shame, was now a part of me, a second skin that I couldn't escape. It was a sign that I was hers. That I was her property now. And that she would do what she wanted with me.
Then came the command, the order that stripped me bare, both literally and figuratively. The day progressed, the weight between my legs a constant reminder of my new reality.
"Show me," she said, her voice a low, almost purring sound.
I lifted my skirt, a slow, deliberate act of submission, revealing the thick, swollen diaper, soaked and heavy with my shame. It was too much, and at the same time, it was all I had left.
"Good," she said, her eyes gleaming with a strange satisfaction. "That's a good boy."
And in that moment, I knew that my life had changed forever, that I was no longer in control, that I was hers, completely and utterly. It was a new world, with new rules. And a new me.
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