- Apparently, the best should recognize the baby in which the ability to obey is most developed. It is to obedience, not obedience. The slave knows what and when the lady wants, and acts accordingly. In the same way, a girl should intuitively be ahead of her “mommy”, feel when to obey her, when to receive punishment. And so on. After all, you dictate rights to them, but they control a significant part of the situation. However, we should go:

She kissed Eugene goodbye. Aunts also smacked him on the cheek and left. Their "girls" were packed into big carriages, where the infantile "baby" just fit in and taken away to their homes. And Aunt Wanda started changing the diaper to her exhausted “girl”. She was pleased with the success of Genia and once again gave demonstrations.

Now the ladies were invited, who were just about to start “girls”. And the hostess set out to convince them of the expediency of this act. Eugene had to make the best impression: in a dress with frills, in a white cap and tight tights, which opened the male organ more likely, he sat in the crib and, holding on to the walls, sucked the nipple and looked at the visitors. Three women, absolutely different from each other, came to one decision: they should remove their aggression directed against men, controlling the obedient "girls", obedient and tender. Such "children" turned out to be a good therapeutic tool, cleansing and carrying positive emotions.

The eldest of the ladies, Aunt Ira, immediately caressed Eugene. Her fingers so frantically squeezed a member that ward lowered straight to the tights. This served as a pretext for the swaddling ritual. However, at first, the ladies wanted to consider Eugene in all their glory and try on him their gifts: “baby” pantalonchiki, overalls and a nightgown. From a few disguises, Eugene was excited again, and the invisible caresses of Miss Jones allowed him to cum. For such disobedience, the “girl” was immediately decided to punish. Spanked one by one, moving from knees to knees. Eugene was in a state of incessant excitement. After all, he also sucked at the chest of all the guests, and the excitement of the ward was transferred to them more than strongly. In the end, they decided to do this: three ladies, having laid Eugene to their full height, spanked him on the ass and back, while the head of the “girl” rested between the legs of the fourth “aunt”. The women changed places, and by the end of the flogging, Eugene’s buttocks were covered with bruises, and her mouth - with the juice of all the ladies, who immediately regretted their sacrifice.

They made a soft compress for Eugenia, then sprinkled talcum powder on the buttocks and neatly swaddled it. At parting, Aunt Ira, crouching at the victim's crib, squeezed, poured urine into a horn and fed “Zhenya”. He was not without pleasure swallowing the urine, watching as three women are ready to end from one kind of completely subordinate and become a young boy. They unanimously announced to Aunt Vande that such “babies” would be brought in the near future and would be very happy to receive recommendations and advice from her.

The effect was striking: his mistress was filled with complacency and began to constantly take care of her treasure. This led to the complete dissolution of the will of Eugene in the "maternal" love. For several days he spent in the cradle in diapers, entertained by the nipple, rattles, aunt's breasts, her fairy tales and Miss Jones dexterous fingers. He felt that he was losing his own "I", plunging into a vegetable infant existence, and did not worry about it at all. He was taken out for a walk to the site for some time, quite enough to maintain his physical fitness, but Yevgeny didn’t want more. He came back so much that he got used to diapers.Now, in order to relieve the need, it was not necessary to struggle with the age instinct of independence, and, having tuned in, he could free his bladder, dwelling in diapers. And even this act has become a true pleasure.

Eugene would be happy to forget about the world and to remain in this semi-reasonable state, surrendering to the instinct of bodily satisfaction. All other concerns seemed unnecessary and unreal, and everywhere was love, soft, comprehensive, harmonious. Sometimes, however, my aunt changed her treatment strategy. Eugene turned into a relatively “big girl” frolicking around the house, wearing funny children's dresses and shoes. At the same time, his duties included helping her aunt with needlework and performing simple homework under the guidance of Miss Jones. Then it was usual evening punishment - essentially, easy, a kind of reminder of the former slavery.

But for a couple of days, Aunt Wanda turned him into a real “slave girl,” dragged him around on a leash, fed from a plate on the floor, and made him constantly lick her legs and shoes. These days the punishments were tightened, right up to the strict whipping of the belt that caused Eugene to orgasm. It was also considered natural to eat the feces of both women, their full sexual service. Apparently, his mistress was tempted in such amusements, but they bored her long ago. She took off the collar from the "girl", dressed Eugene in a diaper and again firmly swaddled.

It lasted for quite a long time, and life outside the house began to seem to him to be something unreal and irrevocable, like other people. But one day, Eugene again heard a voice — the familiar voice of Mae Saib. She walked in and looked at the cradle, then thanked the aunt Vanda, who had finished so many words:

- It's time for the little woman to leave; she has visited you enough, waiting for her at home. And a very young lady will probably come to you soon. For a long time. After all, you will be happy to meet her?

“Of course, of course,” the hostess cooed. - I will miss Zhenya, but she, of course, does not belong to me.

Auntie kissed Eugene noisily and said goodbye to him: - Good day to you, little one! You will be quite an adult girl and probably forget about us. But I'll leave you a little reminder. - She put a lace with a rubber nipple around the neck of the young man. - When it will be hard or scary for you, take it in your mouth and suck, suck: Then you will remember your loving aunt and your childhood. And everything will become much easier.

Miss Jones, without saying a word, undressed Eugene and dressed him in the girlish clothes in which he arrived at his aunt. Then the slave was taken away by the arm on the porch, where an open Ma'am Saib car was already waiting with the engine running. Sixth story LESBIAN ORGIAS

The car passed the hills, flew onto the highway and headed towards the city. The woman behind the wheel was silent, Eugene, who was still full of recent impressions, did not open her mouth. His punctured nipples and penis seemed to still keep the heat of flannel diapers, but this may have to be forgotten. It was not for nothing that Mam Saib called the stay with Aunt Wanda only rest before a real slave existence. And the harsh expression of her face only confirmed the seriousness of intentions. Eugene sighed loudly, and then the woman's hand fell on his crotch and stroked his strong cock.

“You learned a lot while you were a girl,” she smiled. - But now more severe tests will begin. Now talk to your mistress. Isn't it true, you can't wait to meet her?

The image of Ira with unexpected brightness pursued Eugene while the car raced through the streets of the city and stopped at a familiar entrance. Ma'am Saeb got out of the car and opened the door for him:

- What are you sitting? Get up and go, the mistress is waiting for you.

At first, Eugene did not think about what kind of clothes he was wearing. But it was necessary to make the way through the entire courtyard to the house in the form of a girl - that was the wish. And he diligently paced in his white sandals, smoothing unruly hair. A woman with a smile watched his efforts and at the entrance congratulated the successful application of skills.Mae Saib looked around at his dress, found no flaws, and entered the elevator. Here neighbors Ira went with them, ... Read more →