The sleep born of exhaustion didn't last through the night. Just as the

first rays of dawn crept through the window both patients were awake.

Without the effects of the drug to conquer their inhibitions, David and

Susan silently assessed their predicament.

David was tired and stiff. He was surprised that he was still erect and

still buried inside Susan's rubber lined sheath. He felt sticky and

dirty all over, especially his diaper where more of the acidic mush had

leaked out and now burned fiercely. He wiggled his behind a little to

try and gain some comfort but a low, painful moan from Susan made him

stop. His need to pee was overpowering but as soon as he tried to

release he found much resistance from the rubber sheath that bound his

penis. Grunting and moaning he forgot about his forced sex partner for a

few seconds and tried his best to gain some relief. He was only partly

successful and now his penis was painful. Susan whimpered softly and he

looked down into her pensive eyes and groped for words.

Susan wondered if she had even been so miserable. This stranger's penis

still violated her, sandwiching her body between a pool of effluent and

his hips. Her arms screamed out their protests at having been bound so

tightly for so long. Whenever he moved it was like torture to her. She

desperately needed to pee but found it very hard to do so because of the

weight of the man's body against her vulva. Looking up into his

questioning eyes she decided it would be better if she didn't tell him

what she knew about the horrors to come.

"Uh, I'm David" he said in a strained voice. Despite the fact that his

face was forced only inches away from hers he found it hard to meet her

eyes. Nonetheless it was a beginning. Part of his mind was already

forming questions.

Susan thought again about his hardness in her secret passage, the weight

of him on her and all the other things that made her miserable. She knew

he already knew his name; Jennifer had used it yesterday afternoon. What

could she say to him, now, like this? She felt tears form in her eyes,

gulped out her name to him and then looked away, embarrassed.

"What's going on?" His voice was stronger now. He was thinking again,

hungry for information.

Without turning her head back Susan gave him her prepared answer. "I

can't tell you", she sobbed and then looked up at him. "Trust me. It's

better that you don't know what else they could do to us."

David wasn't satisfied but one look at his bound partner told him that

her mind was made up. His neck was sore from trying to lift his head up

so he could see her properly. He lay his head down next to hers and

resigned himself to wait for now. His mind ran through question after

question while his body ached and hurt. There was so much he wanted to

know and yet part of him knew now was not the time to press the issue.

Three long, painful hours later Jennifer breezed into the room and

inspected her charges. "Well, did we have fun last night?" Neither

patient bothered even to moan. Both breathed a sigh of relief when she

began to release the cuffs that held David in place. "Susan, dear, have

you been telling young David all our secrets?" Jennifer stared at the

girl long enough to let her know that an answer was expected. A gentle

shake of her tear stained face was all she could manage. "Well that's

good", Jennifer continued, "we wouldn't want to spoil any surprises for

him would we?"

As soon as he felt the handcuff close around his wrist David knew he was

about to undergo the bathroom routine. His whole body trembled with

dread and he felt tears form in his eyes.

In her well appointed study one floor below Samantha watched Jennifer

lead the handcuffed young man toward the showers and then turned off the

closed circuit monitor. She leaned back in her executive chair and

enjoyed the feeling of things going well. If David thought he was

miserable now, he would certainly be changing his mind in a few days.

She wondered when David would next rebel. Jennifer had handled him well

yesterday. He seemed placid today. Maybe she should bring him downstairs

and humiliate him a little, taunt his male ego. She flipped through the

catalogue pages of the control devices she wanted to test on David and

decided to let him reach his own boiling point.

Susan was another matter. Referring to the girl as her niece had been

strictly a fabrication for David's benefit. Until a few months ago Susan

had been Sam's submissive lover. It had been fun to bind and humiliate

her but once Jennifer arrived on the scene she had been relegated to

permanent slave status. Jennifer loved to torment her predecessor and it

amused Sam to watch.

There were so many things to try out that Sam wanted to rush upstairs

and start right away. First things first, she reminded herself. David's

ultimate conversion to submissiveness should be savoured and enjoyed,

not rushed through. Nonetheless, it wouldn't hurt to have some fun. She

turned on her monitor and then picked up her intercom phone. She watched

Jennifer emerge from the bathroom where David was still hanging by his

wrists and pick up the receiver. She couldn't mask the husky pleasure in

her voice as she gave the order, "Start his incontinence training and

tell him what you're doing. I want to watch his face."

She heard Jennifer giggle her sensuous, wicked laugh. "What about Susan?"

Sam paused to think for a moment and then chuckled. "I suspect she's

behind in her dilation therapy. Use the moisture sensors. We'll need her

totally incontinent too for the diaper tests." Jennifer giggled again

and hung up. Sam watched her return to the bathroom and then stood up

and walked around her desk, studying her reflection in the full length

mirror on the back of the door. Her tailored black silk suit gave her an

air of power and authority. It's tight skirt ended just above her knees,

showing plenty of leg. She turned and checked the seams on her black

silk stockings. They ran true from their reinforced heels. Her four-inch

black patent spike pumps made her feel even more powerful. She felt the

first stirring of arousal. She wanted to see both of her slaves admire

her, want her and fear her. She wasn't going to disappoint them.

Like her mistress, Jennifer wanted David to rebel. Passive slaves

weren't any fun unless they had been broken. And she knew from

experience that passivity in an unbroken subject was at best temporary.

It was better to bait the individual in a controlled setting than to

have them catch you off guard.

She dried David with the rough towels kept for the purpose and evaluated

his condition. He wasn't stiff and tired any more. His eyes were alert

and his attempts to gain some comfort against the cuffs betrayed that

there was plenty of strength left in him. She was deliberately rough

with his shaven balls and penis. "My, how baby like. Does it like being

in diapers?" She played with it gently enough to start an erection. "I

see he likes me. Well, don't you worry we've got some nice big, thick

diapers and a fresh pair of plastic pants ready for you."

Despite being reminded of what lay ahead for him David could not help

but become erect. Her hands were warm and soft and he wanted more of

what she was giving even though he knew he was being taunted.

Still addressing herself to his penis, Jennifer sent in another barb.

"So you want me to put you in diapers. I suppose we can't expect any

better from a skinny, wimpy little thing like you." She abruptly

wrenched at the semi-erect member and then slapped David's balls hard

enough to make him groan in pain. Immediately his penis deflated. She

looked up into his face contorted with pain and anger and smiled

sweetly, pleased she had made him respond. Now if he would just try

something.

Jennifer deliberately ignored the handcuffs as she prepared to take

David back into the nursery. And while she held his arms behind him she

made sure her grip was loose enough to give him a chance to try an

escape.

David had resolved not to try anything but that was before she had

slapped his balls. He could still feel the nauseous feelings in his

groin and it called up his anger and indignation at being humiliated and

tortured. When he noticed that the cuffs weren't being used and that

Jennifer's grip was slack he began to plan. This time he wouldn't under

estimate her.

The changing table, already laid out with fresh diapers for him, was

about five feet away when he suddenly twisted out of her grasp, turned

and drove his fist into her stomach. The slightly built nurse folded up

and went down on her knees. David grabbed a pair of handcuffs left

nearby and pried her hands free of her abdomen so he could fasten them

behind her back. Robbed of breath by the blow she glared up at him and

gasped for air, her eyes fired by anger.

David took a moment to think. He looked over at the still bound Susan.

She stared at him with wild eyes. "Just go!" she hissed at him. "Leave

me. There's things you don't know. They'll not care so much if you don't

take me!"

But her words only called forth David's male vanity. One look at the

helpless form, bound to the bed wearing diapers and those rubber sex

pants told him he could not leave her to the certain wrath that would

follow his escape. He ripped the keys out of Jennifer's uniform pocket

and went to Susan's crib.

Later, David would realize that rescuing Susan was his fatal mistake.

Samantha had seen the action in the monitor reflected in the mirror.

Smiling broadly she went back to her desk and took a small aerosol can

from the top drawer.

It didn't take David long to release Susan from her bonds but she was

weak and couldn't walk very well with the rubber sheath still inside

her. "You'll never make it." Jennifer gasped as they passed her. David

made no reply. He was busy looking for the door key.

As he fumbled with the keys and the door lock David realized that he was

naked and Susan was in no condition to be seen in public. But there was

nothing he could do about it for now. He would find something for them

to wear, somehow.

It was taking too long to find the right key. Jennifer wasn't gagged and

it was only a matter of time before she started to call out and raise

the alarm. He thought about going back to take care of that problem but

decided it would waste too much time. From the corner of his eye he

noticed Susan turn and lean against the wall. She was exhausted and very

uncomfortable, her arms hung limp and she stared at the floor. Her

absence of enthusiasm struck a chord of suspicion in David's mind but he

ignored it.

Finally the lock turned. David pulled open the door while reaching for

Susan. When he looked back again he was just in time to see Samantha

spray something in his face before he blacked out.