This is the first in what I hope will be a series of short stories entitled “Trixie-Belle’s Tortures”. I originally posted this story on Mary Beth Sanford’s site so you may have seen it before. Please let me know what you think (constructive critisicm welcomed) and storyline suggestions I could use.
TRIXIE-BELLE’S TORTURES – The Nappy Change
PART 1
Susan entered the nursery where her husband lay in his cot. Dressed only in a gossamer negligee and matching panties, her firm br.easts and protruding nipples were clearly visible. She brushed her long blonde hair back behind her ears as she bent over the cot rails to peer in. Well good morning little one, and how is my little precious sissy today? Tim, or Trixie-Belle as he was now called, looked forlornly up at her, sucking rhythmically on his dummy and clutching his teddy bear to his chest. As usual he was wearing a short pink cotton nightie which did nothing to hide his thick terry nappy which was covered by the frilliest of pink, plastic lined rhumba panties. Both his hands and feet were encased in thick fleecy mittens and bootees and his own long blonde hair was tied into tight pigtails.
Oh dear, it looks like my Trixie-Belles being crying. Have you been crying sweetie? asked Susan. Tim nodded his head slowly “ unable to give a verbal answer with the dummy in his mouth. Well why is my ickle diddums so upset? Is it because she has got a very wet nappy and needs mummy to change her? Despite the fact that he did indeed have a very wet nappy and did want her to change him Tim shook his head. No, thats not why youve been crying. Well then what could it be. Have you got an ache in you tum tums and need to do poopies? Again Tim shook his head and then turned his head suddenly as he heard a noise from the baby monitor plugged into the wall above his head. It was the sound of someone gently snoring. Susan followed Tims gaze to the source of the sound. Oh dear said Susan in mock surprise as she put her hand to her mouth has Mummy been very silly and plugged the receiver into your room instead of the transmitter. Have you had to listen to Mummy in bed with her boyfriend all night? Tim looked back up at her and his eyes started to well with fresh tears. Has ickle Trixie-Belle had to lay in her cot in her wet nappy and listen to Mummy being fucked by a big, strong man? Did you hear him pumping away and Mummy moaning as she came again and again? Is that what has upset you? With big tears now cascading down his cheeks Tim nodded and clutched his teddy even tighter. Susan gently wiped a tear from his face but her taunting continued. Oh Mummy is such a silly billy isnt she? She knows how upset you get when think about Mummy making love to real men. She knows you remember when Mummy used to let you put your little dicky into her and pathetically push it in and out trying to give me some sort of pleasure. And yes, Mummy knows you feel so ashamed that you are now just a ickle sissy who needs her nappies and baby clothes and is clearly far from being anything that remotely resembles a real man. So what a silly thing of Mummy to do to get the monitors mixed up. Now, let me think, how can I make you feel better? Susan titled her head slightly and gave a theatrical pause before suddenly snapping her fingers and saying I know what will cheer my ickle sissykins up. Then, playfully patting the front of Tims sodden nappy she said Mommys going to give you a very special treat, but first well have to get you out of this soggy thing.
Tim felt himself stir within the restrictive confines of his nappy and simultaneously felt both excited and concerned by Susans comment. Boy he wanted so much to have the opportunity to make love to his strong and beautiful wife. To finally make love like a man again after two years of only being allowed to rub himself to relief into the thick terry towelling that now constantly surrounded his loins.
He tried desperately to fight against the feeling of hope that was now welling up inside him. He knew only too well from previous experiences how incredibly cruel Susan could be in sexually tantalising him, but maybe just maybe this time he was actually going to get to enjoy the pleasure of her body once more. He thought to himself that he mustnt do anything to incur her displeasure otherwise he would undoubtedly be left yet again frustrated and wanting like so many times in the past.
Lowering the side of the cot, Susan said Come on then Trixie-Belle, ups-a-daisy. Now, be a good girl for Mommy and crawl over to the changing mat. Compliantly, Tim reversed himself down off of his cot and on all fours made his way over to the other side of his nursery where an oversized changing mat lay on the pink deep pile carpet. Without waiting for further instructions, he crawled onto the mat, rolled onto his back and raised his knees up into the classic changing position.
Good girl. Now you stay nice and still whilst Mummy gets all your changing things together. Susan turned away from Tim and bent over a chest of drawers to select the assortment of items she needed. As she did so Tim could not help but stare at the beautiful sight of his wifes curvaceous hips and bottom clad in the thinnest of panties. Beneath his nappy he stiffened even more.
As she turned back to face Tim he quickly tried to avert his gaze but it was too late. Where you just staring at Mommys panties young lady she said accusingly but Tim didnt answer. You were, werent you, you naughty girl. Now Ive told you before that it is very rude to stare at Mummy when she is just wearing underwear havent I? Time made no response. HAVENT I! Susan barked. Startled, Tim quickly nodded in agreement and at the same time felt a stream of pee escape into his nappy. Well you know full well that naughty little sissys dont get treats so Ive I good mind not to give you that special treat now. Tims heart sank. But¦ she continued ¦I suppose you just cant help yourself, can you. After all, we both know you have always liked looking at Mummys panties “ havent you? Tim knew from Susans tone that that statement demanded a response so he reluctantly again nodded in agreement. Yes, and you used to like wearing them too “ didnt you? Blushing, Tim nodded again. Susan pressed her point home. Mommy knows you used to like wearing her panties because she came home unexpectedly one day and caught you wearing some and playing with your little winky “ do you remember? She didnt wait for an answer. I certainly remember and I also remember that when Mommy demanded an explanation from you, you broke down and told me all about your perverted little secrets. Dirty secrets that you had been wanting to tell me for years but never had the courage. And then Mummy made you show her your hidden stash of magazines and all the websites you visited when I was out. Sites that talked about petticoat punishment and sissy training and had pictures of men dressed up as little girls. Susans tone was becoming firm and Tim sucked harder on his dummy to try to stop himself from crying.
Susan knelt down beside her husband and placed the things she had gathered up next to the changing mat. She moved around to position herself in between Tims legs and then raised her self up on her knees so that he could clearly see all of her splendour from her striking young face down to well tanned thighs. Teasing, Susan slipped the fingers of her right hand down into the waist band of her panties whilst she seductively bit the tip of her left index finger. Well you certainly dont wear my panties any more, do you little miss sissy? Tim was now becoming a mess of emotions. He was scared to death of what Susan might or might not do him but at the same time incredibly aroused. No you dont wear Mummys panties because youve got your own panties, or should I say baby pants to wear. But I bet you would still like to get into Mummys panties now “ wouldnt you Trixie-Belle? Susan leant forward and with a plop removed the dummy from Tims mouth. Now tell Mummy¦ does Trixie-Belle want to get into Mummys panties?
Now desperate to please and to feel the pleasure of his wife Tim mustered up his best sissy voice. Oh wes Mummy, Twixie-Bell weally, weally want be in Mummy panthies. Of course you do darling, and I bet you would want to pretend just for a moment whilst you were bouncing up and down on me that you were a man. But as we can plainly see youre not a man are you Trixie-Belle? No, you are just a nappy wearing sissy who likes to wear pretty dresses, baby pants and su-k on a dummy all day. Now tell mummy what you are darling. Tims mounting arousal was now becoming palpable as he started to squirm on his changing mat. Twixie-Belle is sithy baby Mummy, me ike nappy, dwesses and dum dums. Thats right Trixie-Belle said Susan as she now started to rhythmically rock her hips back and forth as she caressed herself inside her panties. So why should Mummy let such a big baby make her sissy milk inside Mummy? Tim quickly responded. Twixie-Belle be good girl Mummy, me do anythwin Mummy want. He was reaching boiling point fast.
At that moment both Tim and Susan became aware of another presence in the room. Susan turned around to see Mike. His strong, muscular naked body framed by the doorway. He sleepily wiped his eyes as he walked into the nursery. At first Tim couldnt see Mike as his view was blocked by Susan but as Mike moved closer; his imposing frame loomed into view. Hi, honey Mike said as he knelt down behind Susan and wrapped his arms around her in a loving embrace. He softly kissed the nape of her neck. I wandered where youd got to? Sorry darling Susan said but I thought I bet change Trixie-Belles nappy before she got too cranky but unfortunately I was too late. As you can see she has got herself all hot and bothered. Mike peered over Susans shoulder and looked down into Tims flushed, tear stained face. Oh dear, whats the matter with ickle Trixie-Belle then? Mike said mockingly. Susan replied for Tim Well it seems that the little sissy here wants to get into my panties and make sissy milk inside me. And she just said before you came in that she will do anything to please her Mummy. Isnt that right sissykins? They both looked down at Tim who now felt another flow of warm pee run down between his legs. He meekly replied Yeth Mummy.
Mike laughed out loud So the pathetic little sissy here all dressed up in his baby clothes thinks he can still be a man does he. He thinks he can satisfy you with his tiny excuse of a cock, after of course you have taken off his wet nappy and cleaned his bottom. Mike looked arrogantly down at Tim who was now beginning to sob again. Now tell me Susan¦ Mike continued as he stood up and moved to stand beside Tims head ¦which would give you more pleasure? A sissy prick thats no bigger than my little finger or this? the large man gestured down towards his own thick 10 manhood.
Susan looked longingly at Mikes shaft and then down at the now blubbering Tim Well of course any woman who has experienced a real man could never be satisfied by someone like Trixie-Belle here. In fact maybe thats what she really needs. Maybe she needs to experience a real man for herself and then she might realise how she could never satisfy a woman herself. Now lets get that soggy nappy off shall we?
Tims eyes grew as wide as saucers as the realisation of what was about to happen dawned on him. No, pwease Mummy. Im sorwy. Twixie-Belle just want her nathy. She not want get in Mummys panthies anymore. Twixie-Belle just big sithy!
Mike, maybe you should keep the sissy quiet whilst I change her nappy? said Susan as she began to pull down Tims rhumba pants. Mike took the hint at once and sat astride Tims face with his shaft less than an each from the sissys mouth. Here you go Trixie-Belle, Daddys got a nice big lollipop for you to suck. And with that Mike pushed his cock against Tims lips. But Tim kept his mouth firmly shut, refusing to allow Mike to violate him. Now open up sissy or there will be trouble said Mike but still Tim refused to allow him in, until that is Susan slapped Tim hard across his thigh causing him to scream out in pain. But the cream was stifled as Mike quickly rammed his d-ck into the open mouth. Tim gagged as he felt the large member fill his mouth and throat but was now powerless to move his head as Mikes cock had essential pinned him to the mat. Now be a good girl and show Daddy how nicely you can su-k on your lollipop. Tim knew it was useless to fight. Once again Susan had lured him into a trap, extending even further the humiliation he had suffered over the past two years. He knew he was about to lose his sissy virginity and was powerless to stop it. So as Susan busied herself changing his sodden nappy, cleaning him up and then smearing Vaseline around his bottom ready for action, Tim took hold of Mikes rod in his mittens and began to suck and play with it.
When Susan had finished cleaning Tim up, she grabbed hold of Mikes waist and said OK honey, the sissys all ready for Daddy to show her how it feels to have a real man. With that, Mike pulled his now glistening cock from Tims mouth and stood up. Susan popped Tims dummy back into his mouth to fill the void left by Mike and gently brushed his hair. See, Mummy told Trixie-Belle that she had a very special treat in store for her. Now what do you say to Mummy who is so kind to let her baby know what it feels like to be fucked properly? Tim couldnt believe he was actually expected to thanks Susan for this cruelty and torture but he knew he had to. Thwank u Mummy¦ he struggled to say with his dummy in ¦ixie-Belle wery ucky to weel ot it ike to be ucked by weel man. Thats a good girl¦ said Susan ¦ now turn over onto your hand and knees so Daddy can give Trixie-Belle the best present a sissy could ever hope for. With arms and legs trembling, Tim turned himself over and raised himself up on all fours. With fear and humiliation he then saw Mikes feet walk passed his head and round behind him. He felt the back of his nightie lifted up and then the tip of Mikes massive cock press against his rose-bud. Like a prisoner on death row about to meet the point of know return, Tim sucked furiously on his dummy and waited for the inevitable.
END
