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Sarah, unaware that she was playing into Julia’s hands, ripped at the cloth diaper.
Failing to dislodge it from her body, she instead picked up the towel and heaved it at Julia. “I’ll call the police!” she screamed, choking on her sobs. “I’ll have you all locked up in cells and beaten and getting a taste of your own medicine. I’ll make sure every last one of you horrible monsters pays for what you did to me!”

Surreptitiously, Julia backed just far enough out of Sarah’s reach to nudge the ceramic soap dispenser
forward. She suspected the girl would need more than one kind of lesson.

Sarah, oblivious to Julia’s musings, lunged toward the older woman
once again. She was too slow, and Julia grabbed one hand and pinned it behind the girl’s back. Flailing and kicking, Sarah screamed insults about Julia’s height, parentage, nationality, age, and being both a female dog and a sex worker. Instead of becoming offended, Julia calmly wet a washcloth and lathered it with the liquid soap. She debated provoking Sarah just to see how far the girl would go, but Dr. Schroeder was still waiting. Besides, if she dampened the girl’s fire only temporarily, she might let loose an eruption in his office. It would be enough to make the man’s day, maybe even to change his mind about writing Julia up for bringing her charge late. 

“Who the
hell
do you think you are?” Sarah’s face had grown red with exertion as she fought to get free. “You’re a psychopathic, sadistic, good-for-nothing bi—“

Enough was enough. Julia wrapped her right leg around Sarah’s front to pin her body next to her, and she released Sarah’s arm and instead grasped a handful of the lovely, shiny blonde hair. She yanked the girl’s head backward, and Sarah’s tirade stopped abruptly at the pain. Her eyes widened and her mouth fell open, but even she knew better than to continue struggling when any move would mean inflicting more pain on
herself. Julia gathered Sarah’s hair into her fist and made sure to hold it quite close to the scalp.

Before Sarah could take in the unexpected turn of events, Julia popped the frothy washcloth into the girl’s mouth and scrupulously scoured every nook and cranny.
How rewarding, how absolutely satisfying, to watch indignant fury transform instantly into abject misery! Julia almost regretted that training would make these outbursts less frequent. Sure, the girl would need regular spankings for the rest of her life, but there was nothing quite so satisfying as a good, well-deserved thrashing.

The girl’s eyes reddened and tears ran down her cheeks. She gagged, trying to
get away as Julia scrubbed the roof of her mouth. The gargled angry cries quickly changed to high-pitched wails of distress, but the girl had only brought this upon herself. Really, she should be grateful for the soft diaper protecting her bottom. She would learn soon enough to appreciate any small mercies Julia chose to give.

Julia took the cloth out of
Sarah’s mouth, but she held up a warning finger. “Don’t move,” she commanded, and Sarah obeyed. The girl whimpered and sniffled as Julia rinsed out the cloth. When she squirted more soap onto the cloth the girl broke into fresh sobs. This time, however, the anger had changed into pleading.

“No, no, no!” Sarah begged
, her tone filled with proper contrition and humility. “Please not again! I’m sorry, I swear I am!”

Julia had
to work to conceal her smile. “Oh no, little madam, it’s not you who calls the shots here. You’ve had your temper tantrum, and now you must pay the price of disobedience. Open.”

Such was
Julia’s authoritarian presence that the girl opened her mouth immediately, even as she continued to cry. Julia set the bulk of the washcloth into the girl’s mouth until her cheeks bulged, and she allowed the ends of the washcloth to droop from her lips. Idly, Julia flicked the girl’s nipples with her fingernails. Before the girl’s lesson would be complete, she had to make sure Sarah understood her own part in the events.

“After a while, you will go to your new Daddy,” Julia began, and she hoped Richard would not hear the breathless, jealous catch to her voice. “He will discipline you as he sees fit, at any time or place. If you displease him in any way, he is free to send you back here for re-training.”

Sarah gurgled behind the foaming cloth, but Julia shushed her. No sense in the girl earning more punishments for herself than her body could take in one day.

“And believe me, my pet, if that ever happens you will wish you had never been born.
” Julia allowed her lips to curl into just enough of a smile to convey her unstated message: Julia would thoroughly enjoy administering that lesson, if it ever was needed. The girl looked shaken and stopped trying to speak. It was time to become more pointed about this morning’s failings. Julia reached down and unfastened one of the diaper pins before sliding a hand in between the girl’s legs, fondling the girl’s labia.

“Until you are sent to live with your new Daddy, you belong to me. This belongs to me.” Julia forced the girl’s legs apart and flicked at the clitoris. She would have to shave the girl soon, or perhaps Dr.
Schroeder’s staff could do it. It would teach the little minx some manners, if nothing else. Sarah howled and tried to squeeze her legs together, but Julia was having none of it. “Until you are with your new Daddy, every square inch of your body is mine. You will not so much as sneeze without my permission, and you will not hide behind silly ideas of immodesty. This is mine, girl.” Julia thrust two fingers into the girl’s pussy, pumping up and down.


Mrmph!” Sarah wailed. She asked herself, wildly, how her body could flip from pain to pleasure in a heartbeat. She would almost have welcomed…no, not the strap, but maybe a gentle slap. If only Julia would go faster. Just a little deeper and to the right, just a little harder. Sarah tried to ride the older woman’s fingers.

As soon as Julia noticed Sarah’s clumsy attempts to cooperate, she pulled her fingers away. “No, little madam. This is for my pleasure, not yours. You will only enjoy yourself if I tell you to.”

Breathless and wild with a newfound lust, Sarah stood trembling like a leaf. In the past half an hour, she had experienced the worst shame she had ever known. Yet none of that seemed to matter, and in fact the shame seemed to heighten her experience. She couldn’t understand it, but she danced like a puppet to Julia’s command. Punished once for speaking out of turn, she lowered her head and silently begged to be given pleasure. “Sorry,” she mumbled, thinking an apology might be the best way to get Julia to continue her action. Although, through the cloth, it came out more like “Rrmph.”

Julia could have laughed. A virgin the girl might be, but sexless she was not.
Julia shook her head. Those were dangerous thoughts. She didn’t dare let herself go down that path. She was playing with fire, and she had to find a way to awaken the girl’s sexual arousal without putting them into bad situations. Richard, not to speak of Master Dragon, would have her head if Julia jeopardized their prize recruit.

Julia’s intercom buzzed. “
Dr. Schroeder will see Dragonfly at eight AM.” Well. There were good things about the constant surveillance. Richard had taken care of the rescheduling for her. “Are you ready to behave?” She looked at the girl who had vacillated between defiance and contrition for the last half hour.


Mrph.” Sarah tried to answer, and the cloth started to drop from her mouth.

Julia
slipped her fingers underneath Sarah’s diaper again and pinched the inner folds of the labia. She made her voice as menacing as she could. “Drop that cloth and I will take my strap to you right
here
.” In truth, they had neither the time nor the real estate on the girl’s skin. If Sarah continued to flip-flop between good and bad behavior, Dr. Schroeder and his nurses would need her bottom in good enough condition for spanking. Though he was known for his ingenuity, come to think of it. He would find a way to send the toughest girl crawling back to her nurse.

The terrified squeak showed Julia had gotten her point across and Sarah stayed in place
, clamping onto the cloth as if her life depended on it. Placated, Julia stroked in a soft, soothing motion. She was curious at the girl’s immediate response. Was she always teetering on the precipice of arousal, or was it the new surroundings? Julia thought through the comments most likely to increase both arousal and shame, and she brought out her most tried and true weapon.

“You are very wet,” she said, in a voice that betrayed all of her surprise and
added a touch of a prim nurse’s scolding of her wayward child. “Naughty little thing, you like it when Nurse touches you here. Don’t you, my pet?”

Sarah tried to shake her head, thought better of it, and blushed. She was almost grateful for the vile-tasting soap in her mouth. It gave her an excuse for not admitting the truth.

“You want me to keep touching you, don’t you?” Julia slid the white cloth down to Sarah’s knees and parted the girl’s legs wider. She held the labia open to get better access to the sweet, responsive clitoris. Sarah gasped. “Does it feel good when Nurse does this to you?”

Sarah wobbled on shaky knees,
this time trying to keep herself still.

Julia began rubbing in a lazy, slow circular motion that brought Sarah teetering on her tiptoes. Sarah grabbed onto Julia’s shoulders, and her body both sought out the contact and shied from it. The touch was almost painful, and it set every nerve on fire. Yet not for anything would Sarah have told Julia to stop.

“So very wet,” Julia murmured. The girl was unconsciously grinding her pelvis in rhythm with Julia’s thrusts. A raw beginner, yes, but a raw beginner with talent. Julia was having trouble breathing, but she struggled to control herself. It took a forceful hold on her self-discipline to stop her panting and give back the note of a nurse taunting her helpless charge. “What a naughty, filthy girl we have, someone who wets herself and has to be diapered like a baby.” Sarah moaned and shook some more.

Sarah flushed in humiliation. It was bad enough to be stripped naked and bathed like a baby, but at least her body could stop enjoying in. She felt as if she would wet herself again. The thrusts came harder, more insistent, and Sarah shuddered with anticipation. Any second now, any moment, just a little bit harder and…
Julia thrust two fingers inside the girl’s pussy and yanked them out just as quickly as the girl begged for more.

Julia slapped her bottom with a free hand.
“No, pet. This is for my pleasure, not yours.”

Julia washed her hands underneath the sink tap
before re-fastening the diaper. Sarah screamed in frustration, and her own fingers sought to replace Julia’s expert manipulation with her own. Instead, Julia wiped her again with the towel. She plucked the cloth from Sarah’s mouth and dropped it into the sink. Suds bubbled down Sarah’s chin as she spat, still crying.


Please don’t stop,” she whined, not caring that she did not make any sense. A few minutes ago, she had threatened to call the police. Now, she begged for any scrap of attention as if she were a dog starving for a bone.

Julia took the naked girl by the arm and lifted her chin. “Your body is my property,
girl. Should you ever forget that, I will be happy to remind you.”

Before Sarah could respond, Julia turned and pushed her toward the door. “Time to go to the doctor. He won’t be pleased you’ve made us late, my pet.”

Sarah shrank back, covering her ripe breasts in a futile attempt to hide her body. “Not like this!”

Any other time, Julia would have beaten her for the show of defiance. On this first day, however, she smiled.
It was as if someone had given Sarah the script of what lines to say to allow Julia the exercise of her power. Oh, it was too bad that Sarah had to be sold to someone else! What Julia wouldn’t give to have this pretty pet around all the time!

“Yes, like this.
You soiled your clothes, remember? Like a little baby who needs her diapers.”

Sarah’s face reddened, but she gave it one more try. “Only because you wouldn’t let me use the bathroom!”

Oh, this girl was too much! Julia fought the urge to laugh. Really, a lifelong trained submissive could not have known better how to please. Whoever got Sarah would be a lucky man, no matter how much money he paid. Julia longed to scoop the girl up and cuddle her into her arms, but she checked herself. She had to play Evil Nurse for now, not the kind one. After all, hadn’t she been the one lecturing Master Dragon about misplaced leniency? If Sarah learned her lesson, Julia could spoil her with love afterward.

“Remember lesson one?” she asked. At Sarah’s blank stare, she clarified. “Your body is my property.” In case that was not clear enough, she added, “You will not do anything with my property unless I wish it. If you don’t have the good sense to ask permission to use the toilet, I’ll have to keep you in diapers to protect
Master Dragon’s investment.”

Sarah opened her mouth to protest and ask questions, but Julia pushed her forward.

“That’s enough for now,” she ordered. “Dr. Schroeder will want to show his displeasure at your tardiness. And if you behave badly in his office for any reason, you’ll get a taste of the strap when we get home, my pet.”

Sarah shuffled in front of Julia, keeping her eyes on the floor. Her pert little bottom wiggled in its fluffy diaper, and it was all Julia could do not to rip it off. She would be professional. She would keep her distance. She would remember all the reasons why Sarah was only a charge, nothing e
lse. She hoped her own body would remember not to betray her. Sarah received the strap and diapering for her lapses because she was new and untrained. For Julia, however, the consequences would be much more severe. She had to keep her composure, for both of their sakes.

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