This was by far the most humiliating scene she ever made me play out. We’d gone to the other side of town last night and checked into a busy hotel where no one knew us. I realized I was in trouble when she packed our play bag, and added a couple of extra Depends right in front of me.
The next morning I was put into tight white briefs and diapered, then buckled with a locking belt & given a lasix pill with some water. I laughed, not realizing the powerful effect such a tiny little pill could have on a man.
It was only about an hour later that I began fidgeting in my seat at breakfast, as the diuretic began to kick in. She smiled and filled my water glass. “You look a little uncomfortable Marky – drink up baby boy!”
Within 15 minutes I was at the point of no return, and desperate for the bathroom. “Awww – are you going to wet your pants? Go ahead, maybe you can make it in time….”
I stood up quickly – praying silently as I rushed to the men’s room. Once there, I tried with all my might to open the damned belt, with no success. I felt like crying as the first spasm hit and a quick, short spurt hit my briefs. But then it was followed by another, and another – this time longer. I finally gave in and relaxed…peeing myself completely.
On my way back to the table – I saw her rushing towards me with our bag in her hand, a sly smile on her lips as she gestured me towards the ladies room. My ultimate humiliation was about to begin in earnest…..