During my release Gail tried to comfort me with a nipple but I was sad and mad and turned my head away. She chuckled and roughed my hair. “Careful little man; you don’t want to get spanked do you?” she again offered me the comfort of her breast and I accepted it grudgingly.

When I was again cleaned and taken to the bed I was worried. And wondered what terrible thing they had planned for my last enema. Gail sat beside me and gently stroked my face and I was surprised in a little while when Veronica came in with the small three quart blue bag and a smaller more normal sized nozzle.

This enema was as much about joy as the previous two had been about discomfort and misery. Not only was it given gently and slowly but Veronica also made sure that my prostate was happy and that I was rock hard for the entire process. After I had released it they took me to the shower and we had a wonderful time washing and playing.

After I was dried off they took me naked back to the bed and after a quick “paper, rock and scissor” Gail took off her panties, pulled her dress up and flopped on the bed on her back. “You’ve been a good boy. This is your reward. Jump on it!” She held out her arms to me and spread her legs wide.

You know, sex done when you are in baby mode is sort of strange? I was excited and more than happy to oblige her but there was also a strange deepness to it that is normally not there. As needful as I was it was more like the time we spend with me nursing after my bottle than any regular sex that I have ever done.

She was loving me but not in a sexual way as we coupled. She held me close and whispered in my ear. “That’s my sweet boy baby give your sweetness to Mommy. Don’t hurry. You need to just go slow and let me take care of you in this very special way. I relaxed into her soft embrace and we rocked gently. “When it comes for you, I want you to just stay relaxed and let it happen gently. Enjoy it, feel it but don’t let it sweep you away.”

I did as she asked and we gently loved until my need came. She felt me tighten up and reached down and swatted me on the ass. I slowed and she took control of our movements. As my pleasure built up I tried to distance myself from it a little. Not like when I am trying to not cum, rather so that I would be able to better feel it and experience all its nuances.

When it came it was like a tide instead of like a tidal wave. It was slow but just kept coming until I was softly swept away. With a loving sigh I sought Gail’s sweet lips and we kissed as it took me.

“That’s my good boy. Just let it creep through you. Don’t rush it.” She said when our lips parted.

In some strange way it was like a love that I had never tasted before. My HEART nearly broke with my love for Gail and unbidden and unexpectedly tears sprang into my eyes and I wept in her arms.

“What’s the matter with my little man?” Gail asked softly. “Why the tears?”

I lifted my head and looked at her hopelessly. I spoke, “I accept that you will need to spank me for speaking but if I don’t tell you how desperately I love you I think my heart will break! I love you Gail. I love you with every atom in my body. If I spent the rest of my life saying nothing but I LOVE YOU, it would barely scratch the surface. You can spank me now. I’ll be good; I just had to say it!” I buried my face in the crook of her neck and continued to cry.

Veronica sighed, “If you even think about spanking him Gail I will just die. That was about the sweetest thing that I have ever heard.”

Gail kissed my neck. “I’m not going to spank him. He is a sweet thing and I have no desire to take that from him or discourage it. That was from the heart. He is breaking down Veronica and his feelings are very near the surface. I think that tomorrow I am going to let the baby grow up a little bit. He is as I want him for now.”

Naked they put me in the middle and the two of them and we snuggled until Veronica had to get dressed and go to work. “Keep him in bed for a while today Gail and love him. Babies need lots of love sometimes and I think if he tries he can let you know without talking when he needs to potty. We will start his potty training tomorrow morning. So he won’t need the diapers much longer.”

I was allowed to make slow gentle love to Gail. I spent almost an hour kissing and loving and cleaning her sweet warm pussy. Eventually she wanted more and I came to her for another long slow and very special loving. Only at the very end when it was her need did the pace pick up and I carried her over in her passion for a long time before allowing mine free rein.

We were back in bed again that evening when Veronica returned. She laughed and told Gail that she looked like she had been well used. Gail sighed contentedly and assured her that there wasn’t a single unsatisfied bone left in her entire body.

When Veronica went to prepare my first soapy enema I tensed up and began to worry. I wondered if it was going to be like the mornings enemas and make me cry. Gail looked at me just as a tear rolled down my face as I peered at the door to the bathroom.

She kissed it away and whispered, “Don’t worry Baby. Mommy is going to make sure you have good enemas this time. No tears required.” She smiled and kissed me and my heart just swelled with my love for her.

I was given 5 enemas, 2 soapy and 3 rinses but they were all 3 quarts or less and all were given slowly with no more than 5 minute hold times.

The next morning my potty training started and though I still had to sleep in and wear a diaper I was generally allowed to come to her holding myself and would be taken to the bathroom. Over the next week I was slowly allowed to go longer times between having to wear a diaper and I was slowly allowed solid foods again. Gail, Veronica or Jessie had to feed it to me but it was allowed. By the weekend I was allowed to feed myself and at LAST the diapers were nearly totally over with. I still couldn’t speak but I was allowed to point and sort of signal what I wanted.

When Friday afternoon arrived Veronica and Jessie came to stay for the week end. I was back to running around naked and my morning enemas were suspended. I was soooo happy! I still had to come and “ask” to go to the bathroom but when there I got to just go. For dinner we had pizza and I felt like I had died and gone to heaven. I was starving for real food and they just smiled and watched as I gorged myself.

An hour later my stomach felt like someone had kicked me in it and we were off to the bathroom for the first NEEDED enemas that I had received in a long, long time.

Veronica had me on the floor on my knees and Gail made me a small 2 quart enema. I didn’t know it but it was a special enema and there was NO HOPE of holding it in. They ran it in fast and then as soon as I started to wail I was put on the pot where I exploded. When it was finally over I was put back on the floor and given a 3 quart hot soapy enema. I had hell keeping it in too. Gail put a big plug in me and after then minutes they let me go.

After that the rinses were nice and I was happily feeling better. I smiled up at Jessie and held out my arms to her while I was on my back getting my first rinse. Veronica understood and told her, “I think the Baby wants a nose mitten… something warm, wet and furry to suck and play with.”

Jessie was happy to oblige and I had a different companion for each of my rinses. When the last enema was done and I was declared clean Jessie decided that she needed to make extra sure that I had no obstructions. They put me over the end of the bed and “probed” my ass with a big, long strap-on dildo. When it offered a clean return when she was done she was convinced.

Slowly over the following weeks my “privileges” were returned but somewhere in this some things never came back really. Gail held a position in my heart that was a combination of the strongest female positions imaginable. I could no more tell her no or refuse to mind her than I ever could my Mom. She was my lover in ways that I had never imagined and in this I was also incapable of refusing her anything, she was my best friend to whom all things could be confessed, she was my wife in all but legal ways and she was my Mistress and owned me body mind and soul. I wanted no other.

I studied the materials that Veronica and Jessie gave me and then further pursued it on the internet until I had read everything that I could find about Fibromyalgia and the related sort of problems. Even with all of this preparation I wasn’t prepared for it when she suddenly just went down.

She slowly had less and less energy and seemed to ache all over all the time. Her mind seemed to drift and she slept a lot! I fed her, bathed her, read to her, lover her, cuddled her and gave her daily enemas followed by deep bowel implants that Doc Jessie provided.

As slowly as she had sank into her illness, she returned and then grew even stronger. We continued the daily enemas and implants and she thrived. We started walking and eventually even jogging a little. Jessie warned against allowing her to over do so we went slow.

By the fall she was a lot better than she had even been when she took me in. When she sent me back to school she also returned to work on a part time basis but each night she still received her “treatments.” These now included some serious sex and then we slept. Early to bed and to sleep because each morning she cleaned out her baby before dressing him and sending him off to school.

I only got one grade below a B in my freshman year and not many of those. I got a C in freshman English and that weekend Gail invited Veronica and Jessie over to discuss my poor grade. All privileges were suspended and I was returned to diapers, daily, almost hourly spankings, BIG forced enemas and was catheterized each night after they had finished with me sexually.

Gail trained me as her true submissive and we started going to parties. She often “loaned” me out to various ladies so that I could experience their various special talents.

In the spring at the end of my freshman year I married her. My Mom at first was against it until they had a long and very serious talk. The following day my Mom came over and assisted Gail with my enemas and after that they were thick as thieves. My Dad smarted off only one time. Gail grabbed him by the ear and dragged him off to the bedroom. There were a few loud shouts and then silence followed by the familiar sound of “someone’s” ass being lit up. Mom was then called in and there was another round of it and after than my Dad said yes Ma’am to both Gail AND Mom.

Gail explained to my Mom later with me sitting there that my Dad was basically a closet submissive towards women that hid it with over aggressive behavior. Once she called his bluff he wilted and she helped Mom train him to be a good boy. Life is good. Gail is doing real well and she kept every promise that she made to me that first night.

The End