A Nappy Doesnt Offer Protection

I didn't stop all day. I worked so hard, doing my job plus looking after the coffee and tea needs of all my colleagues. I had to skip lunch myself and barely had time to visit the loo - just as well I wasn't making coffee for myself too!

As colleagues started to drift home as 5pm approached I felt I could start to relax. When I say relax I mean really focus on making sure I had done everything I needed to for my job today. I was determined to have no loose ends and be able to go home with a good report from Mrs Godwyn and not have to face another punishment spanking from Queen. My bum was still sore from this morning. As I sat finalising emails as 6pm ticked through, Mrs Godwyn came over to my desk. I tensed instinctively.

"Are you almost finished Jay?" She enquired.

"Yes ma'am. Just updating my work report now and then I'll be heading home. If that is acceptable to you of course Mrs Godwyn?" I hastily added the last bit not wanting to be caught out again.

"Good. I did have one thing more for you to do though before I message my update to Mel."

She looked at me, sat in the chair next to my desk, and slipped of her shoes, before continuing.

"My feet are killing me. Heels are bitch to wear all day. Would you mind giving them a rub for me before you go?"

It was clearly not really a question. There wasn't much of a choice. "Yes ma'am, it would be my honour." I replied, slipping to my knees at her feet.

She lifted her left foot first which I took in my hands and started to massage gently. It was warm and slightly moist from the sweat. It made rubbing her feet difficult but I persevered as best I could. I wanted to do a good job for Mrs Godwyn so my report to Queen might make her proud and so are me a punishment.

"They are a bit sweaty after a long day aren't they? They don't smell so they?" She asked half joking, half teasing.

"I can't smell anything Mrs Godwyn." I said hoping that was the answer she hoped for.

"Nothing at all. Liar!" She teased. "How about now?" She lifted her foot to my face and planted her sole firmly against my nose and mouth. Her laugh was almost childish in it sheer naughtiness.

"It smells wonderful Mrs Godwyn." I managed to utter with difficulty.

"Good then why don't you lick the sweat from my sole and toes to prove it?" She asked, but pushing her toes into my mouth before waiting for answer.

I have to admit they did taste wonderful - salty and musky. I had licked and sucked Queen's toes many a time but never anyone else's. These were obviously not as divine but still I was happy to savour them. And Mrs Godwyn made sure I did. I licked and sucked one foot while I rubbed the other, before swapping to ensure both were equally satisfied. Mrs Godwyn had closed her eyes to enjoy the experience fully and was the most relaxed I had ever seen her. I knew this was about to become an integral part of my routine at work. A fact I was completely at ease with, given the view I had right now, gazing up along her long and toned legs towards the hem of her slim skirt, beneath which there appeared only darkness and promises of forbidden temptations. When Mrs Godwyn's eyes were closed I could peek and lose myself in my imagination.

"7 out of 10. Good start but could do better. Maybe he could buy some foot cream tomorrow?". Queen read out Mrs Godwyn's text with an upwards, questioning lilt at the end. "Foot cream?"

"Mrs Godwyn had me massage her feet at the end of the day Queen. I assumed you would approve?"

"Oh good boy. How did they taste?" Queen winked at me as she asked.

"Not as sweet as yours Queen." I replied. "How did you know?"

"Because I know how much of a slut for toes you are!" It was Queen's turn to mock and tease. But her tone was kind so I could relax.

"Now, tell me, how was the nappy? Did you get used to it?" Queen enquired, changing the subject.

"Yes Queen. I was so busy I barely had time to think about it. May I go and take it off and shower now please Queen?"

"You had better do your chores first, there's a good boy. Oh and I had an idea too. You know how important the health of the planet is to me don't you puppet?" Queen inquired and I nodded and affirmed with a brief "of course my Queen". I was a bit worried that this new idea was going to have implications for me that I may not be entirely comfortable with.

"Good boy. I am glad you agree. Because disposable nappies are a bit of an environmental disaster aren't they? So whilst you are in your nappy we had probably make maximum use out of it. Wouldn't you agree puppet?"

"Err yes Queen. But what does that mean exactly?" I asked nervously.

"Well there's no point in you wasting water getting cleaned up, or for flushing the toilet, if you are already wearing a perfectly serviceable nappy. So I think you should from now on just go to the loo in your nappy when you are wearing one at home and get yourself cleaned up before bed. It will save you money too."

"Err but..." I hesitated in my response, really not comfortable with the idea of filling my nappy with pee as well as to wear Carl's cum. This seemed like an unnecessary escalation of the humiliation but I was of course unwilling to challenge Queen on something she had clearly set her mind to.

"Now, now puppet that's not very grateful is it. Not only am I thinking of ways to save the planet and to save you money too, it is also a way of saving you time. No more having to stop doing your chores to ask permission and then visit the loo, you can do it right there and then! I wish you would realise how I have your best interests at heart my puppet." Queen was actually starting to sound a little exasperated by the time she had finished her explanation of her reasoning.

"Sorry Queen. I didn't think through all the advantages of your idea properly. You are most kind and generous to consider my needs." I said, desperately trying to make up for my earlier hesitation.

"You are such a naked suck-up puppet!" Queen said, laughing, as she saw straight through my motivation.

"Sorry Queen." I hung my head in shame, lowering my eyes to the floor in submission and regret.

"Let's start right now shall we? Lets not let this become a thing. I want you to pee in your nappy right now while you kneel in from of me. Get undressed down to your nappy and kneel here on the floor." Queen, instructed, pointing to the floor by her feet.

Queen had never allowed me any privacy since I moved in with her. She said she could not trust me to behave myself. This applied to using the toilet too. Although to be fair Queen had barely rarely visited the bathroom or watched me while I was using the toilet as she rightly considered herself above such dealings with a slave. So this was an unexpected turn. I quickly undressed and knelt before her though, not wishing to displease her further.

"Open your legs a little." Queen instructed and, as I did, she placed her feet between my thighs and tapped underneath he sagging nappy below my balls. "I want to watch and feel you fill your nappy, feel the weight of your pee as it dangles, absorbed in your nappy."

I was surprised I could go to be honest. Usually if I am at the urinal next to another man my bladder just seems to close up in embarrassment. But the compulsion to follow Queen's orders overrides my anxiety and I let forth a slow (I am getting on a bit, I did explain before) but steady stream of pee into my nappy.

The sensation was strange and far from unpleasant. The warmth was the first sensation I noticed - as my pee quickly drenched my cock and balls, my whole genital area, before seeping into the nappy. Then came the sensation of dampness that spread more slowly in the heat's wake, trickling into areas the heat didn't find, along the elasticated hem around my thighs, and up into the crack between my bum cheeks. I hadn't expected a wet bum hole but it was now sodden and I have to admit the feeling was turning me on. Then came the sensation of the weight. That was a long a pee, at least a pint I thought. I tried to imagine how it might look and smell given it had been a few hours since my last toilet visit at work and I hadn't drunk much today as my available time was taken up making coffee fro everyone else. I was relieved that the nappy make such issues irrelevant and saving me from further humiliation.

Queen had noticed the weight now too. She playfully tapped the sagging gusset of the nappy below my balls with the top of her her foot. "Ha ha I bet if I kicked you in the balls right now you would hardly feel it now you have all this extra padding!"

I didn't know how to answer that but Queen saved me the need to as she delivered a might kick to the base of my balls with the foot that had just now been playfully teasing me and my nappy. I can report that it did hurt, greatly, but Queen was also correct in that I think the worst of the blow had nonetheless been absorbed by the pee smoked nappy. I counted another blessing of Queen's new idea for my nappy. That said, I was still doubled over in pain from Queen's blow and ended on the floor in a heap. Luckily I did not have far to fall from knees!

"Hmm is there not enough pee in your nappy yet to protect you puppet?" Queen asked, mischievously once again.

"No Queen, not yet. But maybe when I next need to go." I offered.

"Hmm I can't be bothered to wait puppet. I have an idea though. Stand up." Queen instructed, waving her hand to motion me upwards for emphasis and urgency.

So I stood up and wondered where this could be going.

"Ok pull the nappy waistband away from you, like you do for Carl."

I did as instructed, still not clear as why, but mainly focusing on trying to see what a sorry state I was in inside my nappy and hoping Queen didn't notice.

As I pondered this however Queen had hiked up her skirt, pulled her panties to the side and had stepped up right next to me. Queen was going to pee directly into my nappy!

Fuck. Queen's pee in my nappy. I didn't know what to think right away. I had to focus on breathing and holding still because I was so excited and humiliated. It wasn't long before I felt her hot stream of pee gush from her, splashing onto my tummy and pubic area, pooling in my nappy. The heat, the wetness, the smell, the sight, all of it was intoxicating. Queen could always find ways to delight and degrade me anew and she had my complete loyalty and devotion as a result. As she let go the final drops and stepped back to admire her work, we could both see clearly the effect this had had on me. My cock had grown to its full hard erect version of its self with the excitement of what had just taken place. I could never pretend with Queen that I found her degrading humiliations of me as beyond my limits or tolerances. She could see, as sure as she can see night and day, that my desire for her only grew with every new humiliation she heaped upon me.

As Queen chuckled and smiled, and looked into my eyes with satisfaction, I could almost see the cogs of her mind turning with new creative ideas for tormenting me in the future given this latest revelation of my fetish for her pee. But that glimpse into her mind ended abruptly as I felt her knee crash with unremitting force into my balls at the very moment, crashing me to the floor once more in agony.