I was captive again. She had dished out a small bowl of butter chicken for me. Her leftovers. She retired to the bedroom while I ate.Now the time had come. I knew you could pee with the cage on, but it felt awkward. Standing in front of the toilet, I determined it might be too messy to stand. Within seconds of sitting to pee, my mistress walks into the bathroom and sees me. "That's so cute. You look like a girl peeing.", she giggle, "don't forget to wipe your slit." When I was finished, I did as I was told and wiped off the opening and the end of my cage.When I got to bed I thought after enduring the humiliation of going out for the first time and being laughed at while peeing, my mistress would make up for it with some more great sex. She was lying in bed facing away from me. I cuddled up to her and put my arm around her. She reached back and grabbed my padlock. She twisted and tugged it and then said "goodnight."A long night it was, as I flucuated between aroused and semi-aroused. "Great. I'm starting the soup now," Rose said changing her tone on thephone when Jeff came in and sat at the kitchen table.Bobby too was looking for his robe."Oh hell! That's right! I forgot about the robe," Helen said whenBobby became alarmed that his robe was still in the wash. She thoughtfor a second and added, "Well, for now grab that throw your grandmotherknitted and put it around your shoulders. It's big enough to cover yourdiapers and plastic pants! You're only going next door!"Bobby gripped the blanket around himself for all of his worth as hismother opened the front door. She had her pink gym bag now filled asBobby's temporary diaper bag and had chosen that one on purpose. Therewere the extra diapers, another pair of his baby pants, the powder,lotion and wipes. She'd said each of them out loud as she put them intothe pink bag."Ready?" Helen asked."No!" Bobby said standing at the door. He felt like some kind of weirdbaby going off to the sitters with his mother.
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