Babysitter Bondage (An Age Play Story) Read Online Free PDF

right then, I couldn’t get access to myself, and there was no way I’d let Trevor know how he made me feel.
    Swallowing my trepidation, I stretched my legs and reached for the plastic cover. That was the key. If I could get those panties off, then the diaper would be a matter of simply ripping off the tape.
    The strap around my waist was pretty tight, but I managed to wiggle my fingers down against my skin. Closing my eyes again, I concentrated and started to wiggle while simultaneously dragging the plastic cover back down. I worked and shimmied and struggled until a cool dusting of sweat touched my brow. Refusing to look up or even open my eyes, I kept trying.
    I worked at the diaper cover until my lungs rose and fell. The exertion left me hot and panting.
    “Are you done, baby girl?”
    “Screw you,” I exhaled back, again wishing I could just smack him once.
    “Naughty girl. Use language like that and you will get a spanking.”
    “You wouldn’t dare,” I snapped back, seething. My eyelids tightened, narrowing my vision, yet I thought of something else. If he wanted to try and fail to spank me, he would have to open the crib. This could be my chance.
    Trevor clicked his tongue and gave another shake of his head. “Naughty, naughty girl. I guess I’m just going to have to put you in your place.” I stared back at him, practically daring him to try.
    With quick, practiced movements, Trevor unlocked the top of the crib. He then removed two of the vertical grates and leaned them against the wall. “Come here. Now.” He wiggled his fingers for me to approach.
    I didn’t know how to respond. I could have crawled across the two feet separating us, only something tightened in my chest. What if I wasn’t strong enough? What if he was faster than me? Or smarter? To have the crib and drugs readied, Trevor must have prepared ahead of time.
    I felt like I was missing something. Some piece of this puzzle remained out of my reach.
    Unfortunately, I wasn’t out of Trevor’s reach. He reached over the mattress and grabbed my arm. Pulling me, he forced me down onto my stomach. A streak of panic shot through me, and I tried to break his grip. Doing so only made it easier for him to get me across the bed. In another second, he got his arms around me and lifted me up into the air.
    Instinctively, I tried to knock myself free. He set me down, close. He let go of my wrists only to bring his palms up to my cheeks. Holding me tight, he stared down at me as though I were a misbehaving pet or small child.
    “I’m going to take your hand and lead you to the play room. If you try to escape or if you rip your hand free from my grip or even a second, I will keep you on a leash from no on. Understand?”
    When I didn’t answer right away, he released one of my cheeks only to snake his arm around my back and smack the back of my thigh. Despite the awkward positioning, he brought down a ton of force. The clap of sound shocked me out of my reverie. An instant more and the pain burned through my skin.
    “Tell me you understand,” Trevor ordered.
    “I understand,” I snapped back, hating myself for giving in so easily.
    His tone shifted all at once, “Good girl.” He patted me on the head, which made me blush to the roots of my hair. The urge to smack him back returned, only I didn’t want to risk straight up wrestling. That would have been insane considering how he had more muscle and weight on me.
    Bowing my head, I kept my eyes on the carpeted floor if only because I didn’t want to face Trevor’s smug grin. Seriously, he thought he completely had the upper hand when he took my fingers in his and walked us toward the door.
    I took a step and felt the room shake beneath me. My first instinct said this was an earthquake, but Trevor didn’t seem concerned.
    “Oh, I’m sorry, baby girl, are you having trouble walking? Don’t worry, we can go slow. Just one toddled step at a time, okay?”
    This time I didn’t offer up a