Role Reversal - 6

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Role Reversal – 6

By: Heather23               Edited by: DaddyRich

Chapter 6 - Saturday continues

I took my shower and considered my next steps. I was so pleased that I had Chris right where I wanted him. I knew that I must dress the part of a domineering woman so I selected a black leather skirt to wear. Chris always loved how I looked in leather. It was called a corset skirt because of the distinct leather lacing that went up both sides of the skirt. It fit me tight and the leather made me feel sexy and powerful. I added a pair of black patent sky high pumps. I finished getting dressed and completed my look to appear as domineering as possible. Now I needed to attend to Chris.

"I see that you stayed in your bed like a good little girl."

"Did you make pee-pee in your diaper while Mommy was getting ready?" Chris shook his head no.

"You will." This next stage in my plan was difficult, but only from the standpoint that I had to be careful and not provide any possible way for Chris to escape. I took his diaper and plastic panties off. I also cut his tee shirt off so that he was laying completely naked except for the bonds that held him to the bed and the gag that was still buckled around his neck.

"Christy, if you are a good girl, Mommy is going to take you to the big girl potty and let you go pee-pee."

"Would you like that?" Chris nodded yes.

"I can't just release you yet from your bonds because I don't want you wandering off."

I pulled out bondage mittens that we kept for our playtime, but Chris had never worn them. I was always the submissive recipient in the past. I knew how effective these mittens were if I could just get them on his hands. I also had a special dog collar that I bought for Chris to wear. It was the type that sends an electric shock to the dog’s neck if the animal fails to respond to a command. It was controlled by a small remote control device and supposedly a very effective training device. Some friends of ours had one just like it for their dog and said it was excellent for obedience training. My plan was to use it to keep Chris in line and help train him to listen to my commands.

When I pulled out the mittens and collar Chris squirmed, but he knew he wasn't going anywhere. My aim was to be as dominate as possible so that Chris knew I was in control. I wanted him to know that he would have to listen to me or there would be consequences. It was easy snapping the collar around Chris's neck. It was a little more difficult getting the bondage mittens on Chris's hands, but I did them one at a time and never let his limbs become unsecured from the bed posts during the process. The bondage mittens were made of pink leather and were not flexible. I know that when I had to wear them in the past, it was virtually impossible to do anything for yourself. I locked them around Chris's wrists so there wasn't going to be any removing them until I was ready. Chris's ankles were still tethered to the bed posts so I felt safe removing his gag and releasing his arms from the bed posts. He sat there with his legs still secured to the bed, bondage mittens in place, and a shock collar around his neck.

"You look adorable Christy, but you are far from being dressed for the day." Chris began to protest, "Kim let me out of these bonds right now!"

"You had your little fun, let me out now!" It was time to see how effective the training collar was at controlling Chris. I purposely didn't respond immediately to Chris's outrage. I simply picked up the remote so that Chris could see exactly what I was doing. I pushed the button on the remote and delivered a moderate shock to Chris's neck. My intent was not to hurt him, but to let him know that I could. Chris jumped in response and let out a yelp. He grabbed at the collar and tried to remove it. I just watched in amazement because I knew that with the bondage mittens secured to his hands, he would not be able to undo the buckle to his shock collar. I laughed.

"Christy, your hands are useless."

"Trust me."

"Only I can remove your collar and mittens so I would suggest you be nice to me."

"By the way little Christy, the shock I delivered to you was just a moderate shock."

"This little training device can go much, much higher and each time you misbehave, I plan to ratchet the dial up a notch."

"It also has a nice feature that allows me to deliver a warning tone to your collar and not deliver a shock."

"This feature is supposed to be used to train the animal and let him know that a shock is coming if he doesn't respond to the master's command."

"The directions say that once an animal has been trained by the shock collar, the tone is usually enough to stop the animal dead in his tracks."

"I hope that this device works on you too."

"I want you to become fully trained so that you are truly my little dependent diaper slave." Chris tried to protest again, but I held up the remote control and gag and that was enough to keep him quiet.

My plan was to put him in diapers, but I wanted to clean him up before I got him dressed. I also wanted to let him go to the potty because I thought it would be more fun feeding him bottles all day and watching his agony grow. After all, Chris may have felt a wet diaper this morning, but he still hadn't had the pleasure of wetting one on his own. His first diaper wetting needed to be special and I was going to make sure that it was memorable.

"Christy, I am removing your bonds attached to your ankles and I want you to follow me to the bathroom."

"Don't! I repeat! Don't step out of line or you will regret it!" I walked Chris into the bathroom and told him to sit on the toilet and do his morning business. He started to get up when he finished peeing, but I did not give him permission and sent a shock to remind him who was boss. It startled him and he gave a short yelp again.

"Did I say you could stand?"

"Be a good little slave." Chris asked nicely, "Kim may I get off the toilet now?"

"That is better little Christy, but in the future call me master or Mommy, do you understand? "Yes, Mommy."

"Good."

I gave Chris a bath and he was ready to be dressed. I dried him off and started to lead him out to the room to get dressed. Then without warning he tried to bolt out of the room. He got as far as the bedroom door, but with his bondage mittens on he could not turn the door knob. I let him struggle for a minute and then delivered a hefty shock to warn him to stop. Chris immediately fell to his knees. I could tell that the pain really hit him this time.

"Kim, I mean master, please don't shock me again, I will be good, I will be good."

"Time will tell little Christy, but I can see that you are not to be trusted yet." With that, I told him it was time to dress him for the day.

I had several different outfits that I purchased for Chris to wear this weekend and the tough thing was figuring out which one to put him in first. My criteria was it had to be humiliating to wear. That was the criteria he always used on me when he was in control. I thought that he might be most humiliated if I dressed him as a little girl, complete with diapers, of course. I pulled out a pink little girls dress that I ordered over the internet. It was very girly, very short, and it flared out around the bottom of the dress. I liked this particular dress because once I got Chris into it, his diapers would be peeking out from the bottom of the dress. This would add to the look I was trying to achieve.

Chris cooperated during the entire time I dressed him. I made him lay on the floor on top of a diaper changing matt and put a very thick disposable diaper under his bottom. For safe measures, I also included a disposable diaper lining to increase the thickness of his diaper. This was best I thought because I didn't know how long I was going to keep Chris in his diaper and thought I better give him a lot of protection. Also, I wanted him to feel extra bulky between his legs so that he was always aware that he was in a diaper. I was loving this and Chris could not hide his excitement either. He was rock hard.

"Boy, Christy is a natural diaper slave," I teased. I pulled the diaper up between his legs and secured it with the tapes. Next, I took white duck tape to finish the job. I wanted to make sure his diaper was on extra tight and would not be taken off until I took it off. I put the tape over the existing tabs and then wrapped a piece of tape around the waist of Chris's diaper. With the bondage mittens on Chris's hands, the diaper was not going to be removed by Chris. Next I shook out another pair of large, pink, plastic panties and worked them up his legs. Chris instinctively lifted his bottom so that I could finish pulling the plastic pants in place. Was he learning?

I added to Chris's attire by putting him in white tights and black Mary Jane shoes. The dress was pulled over his head and I zipped up the back of the dress. I stepped back to look at my new little diaper girl.

"Boy Christy, you look like you are going to a birthday party."

"You look so pretty today." I asked Chris to take a swirl in front of me to enhance his humiliation. He didn't obey at first and I hit the remote to deliver the warning sound. That was enough for him to obey. He was showing progress, but I knew that he could not be trusted. In no way was I going to remove the collar or mittens. Chris took a little spin and the ruffles holding out his dress mixed with the visual image of his pink plastic pants was adorable.

"You look so cute, Christy."

"I would love to show you off, but for now I will settle for taking a few pictures." I snapped several pictures of Chris on our patio, holding stuffed animals, and in all different humiliating positions. I didn't tell Chris what I was going to do with the pictures because my goal was just to let Chris know that I had them in my possession. I wanted Chris to think I could make life miserable for him if I was pressed to do so My plan seemed to be working fabulously!

To Be Continued…