The Last Time I Babysat Part 3

My outrage stayed awake even as I drifted from consciousness and I awoke with the acute need to scream with fury. Yet try as I might, I couldn't get any sound out to expel my anger. I couldn't even move. Something thick and rubber had been shoved into my mouth and the more I fought to spit it out, the more I seemed to suck on it. With every effort a foul tasted seemed to fill my mouth and I got the sensation of something liquid running down my throat. I came to the realisation that it was a pacifier and one of the girls had clipped it to my lower lip. When I tried to remove it I found that my wrists were tied down either side of my head to some kind of mattress. I tried to look, but whatever was restraining my hands was rigidly attached to my neck rendering me completely unable to move my head. Attempts to move my feet revealed that my ankles were similarly bound down. In fact I was completely helpless to do anything but stare at the ceiling above me.

“Awww...the baby's awake!” A female voice cooed from somewhere in the room. “Doesn't she look cute!” Memories of the humiliating outfit flooded back and even though I couldn't see it, I knew it was there. I could feel the silk stockings enveloping my legs and clinging to my thighs. I could feel that stupid dress swimming around me. I could feel the burn of the adhesive binding the wig to my scalp. But I could also feel something new – a puffy, squishy material around my ass and crotch. I realised in horror that I was wearing a diaper.

“You don't even know what this is about do you?” Christina's face appeared above me. “Of course you don'y. You're far too stupid!” She laughed cruelly as I was helpless to do anything but stare straight up at her. “You really thought I wouldn't find out? That you sold those pictures of me on OnlyFemmes? You thought I wouldn't remember my little sister's pervert babysitter bursting in on me in the shower with his cameraphone? You thought I wouldn't put two and two together?”

“Isn't revenge sweet?” Rebecca appeared above me from the other side. “In fact, it's fucking adorable.” She bent over and pinched my cheek. “The best part is we don't even live here anymore. We forgot to hand one of our keys over when we moved out and decided to make use of it. I just wish I could see the new owners' faces when they come home to find you lying here like this. It would be a shame if they called the cops on the prissy little pervert that had tied himself up in their house. Oh well...”

The girls disappeared from view and my heart thudded in my chest as I listened to their footstep leading away, the closing of doors and finally the sound of a key in a lock. Unable to scream, I did the only thing I could and started to cry – big wet pitiful tears that trickled down my cheeks as I tried to think of how this could get any worse. All of a sudden, there was a tightness in my gut, my stomach cramped painfully and my eyes widened in terror as I realised what the liquid seeping off the pacifier and down my throat had been...