Leila worried about the door. Mommy slammed it open faster than any S.W.A.T. team could ever do. “Wakey wakey! Nap time is over, it’s showtime!”.
The day had come. It definitely wasn’t a year since her last birthday party, but Leila had no way to know what day or week it was anymore. All she knew was that there hadn’t been a winter since her last party.
“Yeth mummy!” she squeaked with that ridiculous lisp that she was expected to have at all times.
“Come on cutypie! Let’s start preparing you for our guests, they’ll be here soon!”
Leila knew all too well what that meant. But there was no way to get around that procedure.
After prying the girls diaper open, mommy immediately went to town with the wipes. She was very thorough, especially around Leila’s little bud.
“Wow, you really are a little bedwetter! How did all that pee get into that diaper in less than two hours? You know what, I think it would be better if we added some extra protection, don’t you think?”
“Yeth mummy. Of coawse.” It had it’s upsides. More padding around her butt would mean -
“UUGH owwwww mommy” the little baby whimpered.
“I’m so sorry sweetheart. I was a little rough, wasn’t I? I’ll turn it on as soon as we’re finished here so you’ll soften up a bit, alright?” Mommy asked.
But before Leila could reply, her diapers were already taped shut and she could watch her mommy grab the remote.
“oooh” she moaned as the powerful toy in her sprang to life. Rendered defenseless by the diversion in her crotch, the pink chastity belt was locked shut before Leila could even realize that mommy had pulled it out.
“Come on babygirl, let’s get you to your playmat.” Mommy ordered before lifting her off the changing table.
The ‘playmat’ was a euphemism for the towel she would spend her birthday party on. There weren’t any toys, but in exchange for that, handcuffs and a few diapers.
“Why can’t I sit on the table mommy? Can I pwetty pwease sit in the high chair?”
“I’m afraid you can’t sweetypie,” her mommy declined, “You’ll disturb our guests with your incoherent babybabble. But you know what, I’ll get you your bib once you’re tied up nice and tight, alright?”
And so it happened. Handcuffed, diapered and tortured by the vibrations inside of her, she waited for the guests to arrive.
And as she finally heard the long awaited Ding Dong, mommy turned the vibrator up a notch.
Image credit: Odette Delacroix, probably @abdreams