7 comments/ 62467 views/ 20 favorites Should Not Have Stopped By: pampersub I had gotten a job in South New Jersey, not bad, right after law school. It took me awhile to clean out my old apartment so I did not get to leave on the road until Saturday morning. I was a little angry at myself for waiting so long, my plan was to get to a hotel on Friday night then check out the bar scene all Saturday and Sunday, pick a new place based on the scene. Hey, I was young and had a good job lined up. After the drudgery of school it was time to live a little, find me some hot ladies to while away the weekends. And it would be beneficial to be in walking distance from the local scene, a DWI would end my career really quick. And now, here I was, not starting until Saturday morning. I had heard somewhere that long haul truckers sometimes wore adult diapers to cut down on bathroom breaks so I figured I would give it a try. I was embarrassed at first picking them out in the pharmacy the Friday before I left. But then I realized nobody would think they would be for me and, even if they did, I was moving so who cared. There were a few people there and I was still a little embarrassed so I grabbed the first bag I came to. They were TENA brand briefs, plastic back with tapes like a real baby diaper. I found out later that people actually search for those specifications. The cashier was a young girl and, like I thought, she had no idea I was going to wear them. When I got home I cleaned up some more and then got ready for bed, I would drop the keys off with the landlord in the morning. As I lay down, I saw the bag of diapers and thought; "might as well give them a try" so I opened the bag and took one out, it took me awhile but I finally got a nice secure fit and got under the covers. As I lay there I realized the diaper was very comfy, and it felt good rubbing my inner thighs when I shifted. I also felt naughty, doing something everyone is told is wrong after a certain age. As I drifted off to sleep I started fantasizing about some of the more stuck up, hot girls from school discovering me in the diaper, and using that knowledge to make me submit to them. I started to rub the front of the diaper and ended up cumming in the diaper. "Cool" I thought, "don't even need to clean up." I woke up the next morning and decided to go in the diaper. After all, I had to test the capacity to see if it would hold during my road trip. I had to concentrate real hard to let go but, once the stream started, it flowed easily. The warmth hitting that area felt really good and, when I was done, the diaper did a good job of whisking the moisture away so it was not uncomfortable. I really saturated the diaper and decided to keep it on to make sure it did not leak. As I shaved and brushed my teeth I became conscious of how good the saggy diaper felt between my legs. I did not really want to take it off but finally I had to and I jumped in the shower. After that, I put a fresh diaper on. I was better at it and was again surprised at how good a new diaper feels once you have worn a soaked one. I put on a pair of cargo shorts and a long polo shirt, stashed the soaked diaper in the bottom of my trash, took the bag to the dumpster, dropped off the key in my landlord's mailbox, and hit the road. The ride was uneventful, it was hard at first to pee while sitting but I got good at it; the energy drinks helped. They worked maybe too good I found out when I stopped for gas. As I got out of the car the diaper sagged really low, I thought it would burst or the tapes would break and the soaked diaper would fall out of the leg of my shorts. I hurriedly paid with a credit card, started filling up my tank, grabbed my backpack with the diapers in it, and headed to the restroom. I had to sort of waddle and walk carefully because the engorged diaper kept me from walking regularly and I thought, if I rushed, the diaper would break. My face flushed a little at the thought that people walking around could tell I had a wet diaper on. I do not know if they did because I kept my eyes on the ground as I waddled to the bathroom. Once inside, I went into a stall, dropped my shorts and undid the diaper. It was heavy and plopped on the ground, leaking a little. Good thing it had not leaked into my shorts. I folded it up and put it on the back of the toilet so nobody would see it if they came in. "Now what?" I thought. My skin was damp and I did not want to put a diaper on. But I did not want to continue my trip without one because I had been peeing a lot and would have ended up stopping at rest stops constantly on the ride. So I decided to check out the rest stop store. They had wipes and a small bottle of powder so I bought them and returned to my car. I thought it would have been weird to go back in the bathroom. There was truck parking behind the rest stop so I pulled around there, found a place, and rediapered myself in my car. It was a pain in the neck. It was too cramped and the car ended up smelling like baby powder. But I got the diaper on, put on my pants, and went to a trash can to throw out the baby wipes. The feel of the diaper on my powdered skin felt amazing. I was feeling naughty again and the combination gave me a hard on. But I had to get back on the road. My erection was distracting for the first few miles but I ignored it and it went away. I did realize that I did not want to check into my hotel with a diaper that was soaked. It was too close to the area I would be living and, hopefully, scoring some chicks in. So I decided I would stop before the hotel somewhere to take off the diaper. Decision made, I continued driving. It turned out I was right, I did have to pee a lot and quickly filled the diaper. When I got close to my destination, I decided to get off and take surface streets. That way I could approach where I would be working and check out the neighborhoods around it. I was driving in Lumberton, NJ and realized my diaper was at capacity again. I saw a pizzeria and figured I could get a bite to eat and also change my diaper in the bathroom. I decided I wanted to change into another one because, with stop lights and traffic, I could not judge how long it would take me. So I grabbed my backpack with the diapers, powder, and wipes and walked toward the pizzeria. There was a cigar store call Gemini in the same mini mall so I decided to go in and get some cigars. When I walked in I was surprised at how small the selection was. Also, the shop did not take up a big portion of the building. A door lead to the back of the building with a sign that said, "Over 21 Only." Curious, I decided to check it out. It was a porno shop. There were racks of sex toys in the front with DVDs in the back. I mumbled to myself, "Who gets there porn from DVDs anymore?" I must have said it too loud because the others in the store looked over at me. The only ones there were the cashier and three customers. The cashier was an overweight biker type, about 6 feet tall, balding, and dirty looking. He was talking to two other biker types, a man and a woman. The male biker was over six feet, younger, just packed with muscle. His friend was a biker chick, a little past her prime but still kinda sexy in a trashy sort of way. The last customer was a skinny black guy in his sixties who had been heading toward some booths in the back. Apparently, they just heard me make the noise, not what I said, because they went back to doing what they were doing before I had come in. Embarrassed by even the little bit of attention they had given me, I quickly averted my eyes and tried to not look so out of place, pretending to take an interest in the closest thing to me; which turned out to be a wide variety of dildos and strap-ons. I blushed and decided to check out the DVDs, they were closest to the sign for the bathroom and I still needed to change my diaper. Before I could move, however, I heard what the three bikers were talking about. It was interesting so I decided not to walk past them and make them stop. The cashier's name (I found out later) was Stogie, the younger biker was Moose, and the woman was Nancy. From what I could gather from Stogie, Nancy was his Old Lady but he wanted Moose to take her in the back and get a blow job. Apparently, that was supposed to get customers to shell out ten dollars once Stogie posted what was happening online. Moose didn't think it would work, he said most of the regulars had seen Nancy and him before and knew it wouldn't lead to sex; they needed to get new, and younger girls in, to draw in some more customers. I looked up to see if Nancy reacted to being called old, she didn't because she had been looking at me. We made eye contact briefly and she smirked. At first I thought she had caught me eavesdropping but then realized she smirked because I had been infront of a dildo display for a while. She looked away quickly, because I guess it is bad business to laugh at the perverts when your old man runs a sex shop. It kind of hurt my pride, though, to have her think I was into that kind of stuff. If I left then I figured she would think it was because she had caught me, confirming her suspicions that I took it up the ass. So I decided to move over to the DVDs, maybe buy some lesbian porn. As I walked by the bikers I saw again the entrance to the hallway that the black customer had gone down toward the video booths. I wondered how they made ten dollars off every customer if Moose and Nancy went back there to do blow jobs. I decided to check it out. There were about eight booths, four to a side with the black customer leaning against the wall at the end of the hallway, not even in a booth. It was dark in the hallway so I did not see him until I was halfway down the aisle. Embarrassed, I quickly took a left turn into the second to last booth. Inside the booth was just a TV screen with a place under it to insert money. I closed and locked the door behind me and it got really dark, the booth only illuminated by the light on the money slot. I grabbed some singles from my wallet and fed the machine, which instantly started a video of a tranny fucking a guy. The light from the screen illumined that the booth had a hinged bench on the wall that you pulled down to for a seat. Before I pulled the seat down I realized this was a great place to change my diaper. I could put the old one in my bag, put on a fresh diaper, and get back on the road. As I took off my pants, undid the diaper tapes, and let the soaked diaper fall to the ground; I heard a video start up in the booth next to me. Light came from that booth into my booth through a perfectly round, three inch hole that had been cut in the wall around crotch height. With a smile I realized that it was a glory hole. Then the light was blocked out from the other side so I continued with my diaper change. I pulled a baby wipe out of my bag, cleaned my balls, pulled another out, cleaned my ass, and dropped both into the diaper on the floor. I took the powder out and applied it to my crotch and ass, then put the powder back in my backpack. I used another wipe to clean the powder off my hands and got myself a fresh diaper. Leaning with my back to the wall I managed to diaper myself snuggly, I was getting good at it. I turned with my back to the glory hole and bent over to roll up the wipes into the diaper, tape it into a ball, and stick it into my backpack. Just then the video in my booth went off, plunging me into darkness since the video had killed my night vision. I groped around the ground until I found my shorts, and then put my hand behind me to find the wall so I could lean back into it for support when I was putting on my pants. My hand went back right over the glory hole, some of my fingers going through. I grasped the bottom of the hole as I stood up and rested my back against the wall. Thus supported I stepped into my shorts and pulled them up and fastened them. I bent over to pick up my backpack and heard whispered from the next stall, "Suck it diaper faggot." I looked over at the glory hole and, bathed in the light from the money slots, was a black cock sticking through it. The cock was about as long as mine but a little thicker. Mortified, I hastily got out of my booth and headed toward the exit. The black customer in the next booth heard my door open and he angrily cursed, "Fucking cock tease, get back here!" As I increased my pace I heard his belt jingle as he quickly pulled up his pants, making me want to get out of there faster. As I left the hallway back into the main store I came to the conclusion that I did not want this guy to confront me in a public parking lot, better to stay in the store and hope he did not want to make a scene in front of the cashier and the other customers. As I came into the main store I saw that Nancy had a babydoll nightie from the store laid out on the counter in front of Stogie. She was saying, "... and giving this as a gift is cheaper than hiring hookers." They both looked up at me as I exited the hallway. Stogie mused, "passable with a little make-up." Made uncomfortable by their scrutiny, I dropped my eyes and moved toward the DVDs; realizing I still had to get that lesbian video. When I got to the racks, I saw the black customer come into the main room. More interested in what he was going to do than the selection I stopped and pretended to peruse them why I watched the black customer out of the corner of my eye. To my relief he paid me no attention and went over to Stogie and Nancy. I closed my eyes and breathed a sigh of relief. "Bondage huh?" Confused, I opened my eyes and looked to my left toward the sound. The speaker was Moose who had been in the back of the DVD section but was now right next to me, in my personal space. He was huge, towering over my 5'3", and twice as wide as my skinny 120 pound frame. I realized he had asked me a question. "What?" was all I could muster. "You like bondage porn?" he asked again with a smile, "a lot of twinks fantasize about having a strong man control them." I looked to my front and realized that I had stopped in front of the gay bondage section. My cheeks flushed a deep shade of red; having such a man's man think I was a fairy was humiliating. "No," I weakly stuttered, "didn't realize..." I decided to just get out of the place and never come back. When I turned to my right, though, Stogie was there, blocking my exit. Nancy was behind him and, back by the cash register, was the black customer; leaning against the counter, watching me. "Why the rush?" asked Stogie. "I was just browsing, I have to get back on the road," I mumbled. "Daryl told us what you were doing; it wasn't just browsing," Nancy laughed, "no reason to be embarrassed." "On the contrary," growled Stogie, "you should be embarrassed." He took a step closer to me. "I bet you'd be real embarrassed if folks found out what a sissy faggot you were," he poked me in the chest as he said it. I should have told him to stop, should have pushed past him, but I was too scared. His words froze me in place as I thought about people finding out about my diapers and that I had been in a place like this at all. That fact that I put up no resistance, like a real man would, brought a satisfied smile to Stogie's face. "I got enough trouble trying to get customers into this place without having my regular customers like Daryl getting blue balled. A place gets a reputation like that and it'll end the business real quick," Stogie said matter-of-factly. "Sorry, won't happen again, just let me go please," I whined. "Why the rush?" Nancy asked suspiciously. "Maybe he took one of them videos," Daryl smirked. "Are you a shoplifter, boy, as well as a tease?" Stogie said as he held out his hand, "Let me check that bag." "I just need to leave," I said nervously, obviously not wanting anyone to discover my secret, not realizing yet that Daryl had probably watched me through the glory hole changing my diaper. "If you aren't going to show me then I guess you'll have to show the police," Stogie said with a look of satisfaction on his face that I did not understand at the time, "get his wallet." From behind me, Moose grasped the back of my neck with one huge hand and placed the other on my butt. Frozen, I made no resistance as he patted my diapered ass through my shorts a few times, making my diaper crinkle. Defeated, I let my shoulders slump and felt like crying. Moose, never relaxing his grip on my neck, fished my wallet out of my back pocket and tossed it to Nancy; then put his hand back on my rear, squeezing slightly. Nancy opened my wallet and took out my driver's license and student ID that I had not gotten rid of yet. "He's a law student from Ohio," she told Stogie. Then she asked me, "Do you want to be arrested for shoplifting, especially in a place like this, while wearing huggies?" All I could do was look at her with tears in my eyes. Stogie motioned again for my bag with his hand and I handed it over. He opened it up and looked in. His smile turned into disgust as he pulled out my wet diaper, holding it up in the middle of the store in front of everyone. I wished the earth would have swallowed me up. "You are one nasty faggot, boy," he said, making me feel even smaller. He handed the used diaper to Nancy who took at and walked over to the counter to throw it out. I saw Daryl wink at her as she picked up the babydoll nighty and got a wig from the counter. Stogie finished looking through my bag as Nancy was disposing of my waste. "Well, it looks like you didn't take anything," Stogie said, actually looking sorry, "can't be too careful, though; a lot of guys shoplift because they are too embarrassed to come to the counter." "I understand," I said lamely, "can I go?" Stogie smiled again. I guess an assertive person would have just grabbed his bag back and stormed out. I, the unjustly accused party, was asking his permission to do stuff, even though I had done nothing wrong. "Not so fast, we need to make it up to you," Nancy said sweetly, "let me take you in the back and change your diaper for you. Free fetish fulfillment." "It's not a fetish," I said confused, "I just was on a long road trip." "Then why were you rock hard in the booth when you changed out of that pissy huggies?" asked Daryl. I had no answer for that; I had not even realized it. Moose moved his hand from the back of my shorts to the front and grabbed my cock through my shorts and diaper. " Maybe it isn't Nancy that he wants to change him," he said as he gave my package a squeeze, "he is hard now." "He was looking at them strap-ons when he came in," Nancy added. "I'm not gay," I blurted, "Nancy could do it but I don't need a diaper change." "Nonsense," leered Moose, "smile for the camera." He moved his giant hand from my neck to the back of my head, and turned it so I was looking at a security camera, directed right at me. My heart sunk. Moose moved his other hand from my crotch to the button of my shorts, undoing it. He then hooked his thumb into my waistband and pulled the shorts down, exposing my diaper. He patted my diapered butt some more then removed both hands from me. I heard a zipper, and then he used his fingers to pull the back of the diaper away from my skin. I felt something warm against the small of my back and realized it was his dick that he put into the back of the diaper. Before I could react I felt a stream of hot piss hit my ass crack and start flooding the diaper. Everyone started to laugh at me and I did nothing but cry. When he was done, Moose removed his dick and put it back in his pants. Mortified, I just stared at the floor and felt my eyes start to water. Should Not Have Stopped "Let's get you changed, boy," said Moose as he took my hand in his. He took my hand and I just went with him, defeated. He put his foot on my shorts so that I stepped out of them as I let him lead me further into the back. Nancy picked them up as she, Stogie, and Daryl followed us. I saw Moose was leading me to a door at the very back of the place. There was a money slot under a sign that said, "$10 for Admittance" and I realized this is where Nancy gave Moose his blowjobs for the entertainment of the customers. Stogie used a key to open the door instead of paying and all of us entered a lowly lit room. There was a TV hanging in every corner showing different porn, with benches and couches filling the place. Moose lead me to a bench opposite a TV showing a Tranny fucking a guy in the ass. "Don't worry, no cameras in here," said Nancy as Moose sat on the bench, pulling me into his lap. Moose grabbed the bottom of my shirt and pulled it up over my head, leaving me sitting on his lap in just a diaper, socks, and sneakers. He handed the shirt to Stogie, who put it in my backpack. Nancy took my keys out of my shorts and handed them and my wallet to Stogie. He put them in my bag as well, pulling a fresh diaper out. Nancy handed the nightie and wig to Moose. "I'll be right back," Nancy said. "I thought you wanted to change my diaper?" I asked. "You passed on that opportunity," she said as she left. "Don't worry, fag, I'll take care of you," Moose said as he moved his hand back to my crotch. "But I'm not gay," I whined. "Neither are we," said Moose, "that's why you need to be wearing these." Moose indicated the wig and nightie. He helped my put the nightie and wig on. The nightie had foam inserts sewn into the top to make it look like it had small boobs. Stogie held the fresh diaper out to me. I hesitated but then thought that maybe they were just ragging on me. I would let them change my diaper, humiliate me but ultimately watch them erase the video footage of me and then be on my way. After all, they said they were not gay either. I reached out for the fresh diaper but Stogie pulled it back. "There is still the matter of you cock teasing Daryl here, you need to make it up to him," he said. "I'm sorry," I said. "Tell Daryl," Moose growled, squeezing the back of my neck again. "I'm sorry," I said again as I looked up at Daryl. "Call me Sir, faggot," He said, but calmly as he hitched his thumbs in his waistband. "I'm sorry Sir," I said. "That's a good boi," Moose whispered in my ear, "now you have to deliver on what you promised before." Not understanding I looked back at Moose. He looked stern. I looked at Stogie, who just leered back at me. I looked up at Daryl just in time to see him fish his cock out of his pants. "No way, never," I yelled. I tried to get up but Moose grabbed me around the waist and held me in his lap. I struggled to push his arm away but could not budge him. To my horror I felt his large dick get hard through his pants with the back of my thigh. Daryl moved toward me as Stogie started laughing. Just then there was a buzz and Nancy came back into the room. She was holding a dog collar, a tube, and a folder from my car. I realized that it was the folder I kept my hotel reservation in and my acceptance letter from the law firm that I would be working at. That bitch had gone through my things and now knew everything about me! "Turns out she's not a student and she's not a tourist," she told Stogie, "she got a job with a law firm around here and will be staying in a local hotel for a few nights." She handed the dog collar and tube to Moose saying, "you might as well take possession of her." Stogie spoke up, "Finally a break. You go and watch the front; we're going to be a little busy back here." Nancy looked at Daryl cock, which was standing straight up at this point and pouted, "and miss all the fun?" Stogie gave her a hug and a pat on the rear, saying, "there will be plenty of fun, you'll have to show her the ropes." I realized that the "her" they were talking about was me and started to struggle and yell. Nancy took a stride toward me and slapped me in the face, hard. Surprised, I stopped yelling and put my hand on my cheek. She had been so nice before. "Honey," she told me, "this is going to happen so you might as well let it. Otherwise it'll hurt." To Moose she said, "you better put your girl in check." With that she took one more look and walked back out the door. There was a very dramatic pause as I looked at the three men and they looked back at me. I started to struggle, repeatedly whimpering, "No!" "Enough!" roared Moose. And he picked me up by the back of my neck off of his lap, spun me around, pushed the top half of my body over the bench, and rested his knee on my back. It hurt but I did not stop struggling, though it did me no good. Moose grabbed the back of my diaper and ripped it off, tearing the tapes, leaving my wet backside exposed. This made me struggle harder. Moose calmly removed his belt, a wide leather thing; doubled it up in his hand, put one hand on the back of my neck, and then started spanking me with the belt. It hurt a lot. He did not beat me angrily, it was more methodical, but my ass was on fire immediately. I started sobbing, and then quit struggling. Moose removed his knee from my back and, though his hand stayed on my neck, he stopped squeezing it. But I just laid there and took some more swats, crying. "Are you going to obey daddy, and suck Mr. Daryl's dick?" Moose asked calmly, punctuating his words with another stroke of the belt. "Yes," i sobbed. "Yes what?" He asked, giving me a really hard swat. "Yes Daddy!" i cried out. "Good boy," he cooed. Then the spanking stopped and i felt daddy put the dog collar around my neck, hearing a "click" as he locked it on with a tiny padlock. Daddy grabbed the back of the collar and pulled me up to my knees, then dragged me toward Daryl's erect black dick. I shuffled along on my knees to keep from getting choked until i found myself at eye level with Daryl's cock. "Ask Mr. Daryl if you can suck his cock, boi." "Can i suck your cock Sir?" i asked in a clear voice. Daddy patted my head, proud that i had asked right. "Lick it first bitch," Daryl said, his voice dripping contempt, "and look up at me as you do it." I stuck out my tongue and licked his dick. It was salty but did not make me retch. i had gotten blow jobs before so knew what to do. i figured, if i could get him to cum quick, my humiliation would be over sooner. So i licked his shaft with a purpose, feeling his cock twitch. Without saying anything, Daryl put his hand on my head and i opened up so he could stick his dick all the way in my mouth. i started to suck and lick. He must have enjoyed it because he started to face fuck me. When the head of his cock hit the back of my throat i gagged but fought through the reflex. I heard the door buzz again and saw two older white guys come into the room. They immediately saw me and nudged each other, taking great delight in what i was doing. As Daryl pounded my face they took out their own cocks and started jacking them. i closed my eyes in humiliation and felt Daddy smack the back of my head. i opened my eyes back up and saw one of the new customers had his cellphone out. "No pictures," Stogie told them. "Just posting that you have some young snatch in this place," the old guy told him. And they let him finish his post. I realized, in the dim lighting the two new guys thought i was a girl. In my kneeling position, the front hem of the nightly was hiding my genitals from them. Daryl tightened his grip on my wig, grabbed the base of his cock with his other hand, and pulled out of my mouth. He gave his cock a couple of tugs and shot a stream of jizz straight onto my cheek. Without a word he pulled my head toward the end of his dick, which had a drop of cum hanging out his slit, and put it on my tongue. i knew what he wanted without being told and licked the cum off of his cock. I did not like the taste at all. Satisfied, he let go of my head and started to put his dick back in his pants. Utterly humiliated, i sat down on top of my legs. Daddy leaned down and whispered in my ear, "If anyone finds out you have balls, Master Stogie is going to have to spank you." Scared, i grabbed the hem of my dress with both hands and pulled it down to my knees. The two new customers were still jacking their dicks, watching the TV screen in the opposite corner more than me. Daddy grabbed the back of my collar and pulled me quickly away from them so that i had to get on all fours, with my ass toward the customers. Master Stogie was in the back corners straddling a bench with his back against a wall. His pants were neatly folded beside him and he was slowly stroking his dick. Again, it was about the size of mine and Daryl's. Daddy pulled me by my collar toward him and i had to crawl on all fours to keep up. Well, on all threes, because my other hand was firmly holding the front of my nightie over my package so nobody could see i was a guy from behind. Apparently the customers were not focused on my crotch. The cellphone guy whistled. "Looks like she was a bad girl," laughed the other one, "would like to get a piece of that rosy apple though." They were staring at my ass, which was probably beat read from my spanking. Even after what just had happened, knowing this is what made me blush again, probably as bright as my ass was. Daddy pulled me up to the bench with Master Stogie on it and pulled me up so i was also straddling the bench, facing Master Stogie. Daddy pushed my head onto Master Stogie's cock and i started licking and sucking. Daddy got behind me and pushed my balls and cock under my stomach, making sure nobody could see them. I then heard him undo his zipper. "Great," i thought, "looks like I'll be a three time cock sucker today." If only. I concentrated on making Master Stogie cum as quickly as possible and had high hopes because he was much more vocal in his appreciation than Mr. Daryl had been. I noticed out of the corner of my eye that the two perverts had come alongside the bench to watch, still stroking their shriveled old dicks. Then i felt Daddy's hand on my ass. He had some kind of lotion on it that he was spreading on my butt cheeks. It must have come from the tube Nancy had given him. i did not care; it just felt so good on my sore ass. It felt so good, in fact, that i felt myself get hard under my stomach. The stinging sensation was being replaced by warmth that spread evenly over my whole ass. The sensation felt wonderful. Then i felt one of Daddy's fingers enter my asshole. i gave a little start and had stopped sucking Master Stogie's dick. A light tap on the top of the head from him got me going again. i tried to concentrate but Daddy was really distracting me as he played with my hole. He was using more than one finger, really massaging my insides. It was uncomfortable to say the least, making me feel like i had to poop. Then he stopped and, for some reason, i pushed my ass back toward him as if to ask for more. "Don't worry faggot, you're getting all of it," he chuckled, "time to make you my bitch for real." Before i could understand what he was saying, Master Stogie hooked both his thumbs into the corner of my mouth, pushing them past my molars so i could not close my mouth, all while face fucking me. I quickly understood why as i got the shock of my life. Daddy rammed his cock into my asshole. It hurt so badly. Then he drew it back out and started to fuck me. Master Stogie had not wanted me to bite down on his dick by accident. It made the insides of my ass burn with each thrust, all while it felt like i had to take a massive shit. i grunted with each stroke, and then Master Stogie jammed his cock to the back of my throat, gagging me. He came hard, forcing me to choke it back, and drink it down. He shot two loads down my throat and, once i fought back the first gag reflex, i did not feel the need to puke. All this while Daddy was impaling me on his cock. My ass felt like it was being ripped in half because Daddy's dick was almost eight inches long and wider than Daryl's. Getting fucked actually killed the boner Daddy's assplay had caused because it hurt so much. Once Master Stogie had cum, Daddy slowed down his thrusts, making the burning tone down to a warm feeling on the inside of my ass. Master Stogie got up and started putting on his pants, nodding at the two perverts. i lay one of the sides of my face on the bench and grabbed it tightly with both hands. The perverts were suddenly looming over the exposed side of my face, jerking their meat. Almost simultaneously they came, shooting their load onto my cheek. That must of excited Daddy because he gave one more hard thrust that almost lifted me off the bench and i felt hot cum shooting into my ass. Satisfied, Daddy left his cock buried in my ass and gave me a smack on the rump, chuckling. Utterly beaten, i put my forehead onto the bench and silently sobbed. "When i pull out, keep those ass cheeks closed tightly boi," Daddy commanded me. i just nodded. Finished with what they had come here to do, the two perverts left. Master Stogie had grabbed another diaper out of my bag and came up behind me. He handed Daddy the wet diaper that he had peed into earlier. Daddy used the still dry front part to rap around his dick as he pulled out of me, cleaning the shit and cum off of his cock. Master Stogie immediately put the back of the fresh diaper over my ass. He brought the front of the diaper up between my legs and taped it up. It was a good thing too, because i felt a gooey substance trickle out of my asshole. He told me to lie on my back so he could fix me huggies. Master Stogie adjusted the tapes and made sure i had a nice snug fit. He then cleaned off my cum and tear stained face with a baby wipe. Daddy came over from throwing out the soiled diaper as Master Stogie threw out the baby wipe and went out to the front of the shop. Daddy picked me up so i was standing up and took my hand. He walked me back out to the front of the shop. "Yay, you got your cherry popped," Nancy mocked as Daddy brought me through the door. She held up a CVS bag, "I got you some stuff." "Thank you, but i think it's time to go," i whispered. "Call her Mistress Nancy," Daddy said, "and we can't let you leave yet with a dirty diaper." I did not know what further plans he had in mind, and i knew i could not avoid whatever they were, but i did not understand his remark. Then my tummy rumbled. Now i understood and did not even fight it. i shit all that cum and poop into my diaper in front of one lady and two studs.