Rachel looked on at Sarah with a smile. Sarah was in one of Rachel’s favorite positions. Face down ass up, with her wrists and ankles bound in cuffs, a ball gag in her mouth, and a thick leather collar around her neck, which Rachel held the leash to. Rachel had changed into more intimidating attire, a black corset with an attached skirt. She pulled on Sarah’s leash with an evil grin. Sarah didn’t move, she couldn’t so the tug only served to choke her a little. This elicited a muffled moan from Sarah.

“Oh it feels like it’s been forever my little pet,” Rachel said to herself as she delivered a hard smack to Sarah’s bottom. Sarah let out a muffled groan followed by an unintelligible number. Even though Rachel couldn’t understand her, Sarah was still expected to count each hit. “And you have been bratty all day today,” Rachel smacked Sarah several more times. “I think you wanted a little tlc.” More hard spanks. “And Mistress is happy to provide.” Still more hard spanks. At this point Sarah’s bottom was bright red and hot, and she was sobbing with her head buried in the floor. “But you have made great progress with Fara. Maybe you deserve a reward,” Rachel smacked Sarah’s bottom again. Sarah screamed as much as she could, but her face looked at Rachel hopefully. She knew what reward was code for, and the sexual release was always more intense after a through beating by Rachel. Rachel too was being effected by the scene, and she was glad she didn’t have panties on under her top.

Sarah wiggled in place as Rachel moved slowly to one of her suitcases, placed strategically out of view from Sarah. Sarah could hear her rustling in the bag and getting something, multiple things out, but she couldn’t see what. She could only shiver at the possibilities. Her breathing increased as Rachel approached behind her.

Sarah moaned as she felt a long silicone object enter her rear. The dildo. That was one of the things Rachel had gotten out.

“Oooo so eager,” Rachel giggled as she moved the phallace in and out of Sarah. “You better not cum without permission pet or I will leave you in chastity for a month.” Sarah whimpered in fear. Rachel wasn’t kidding, it was something she had done before. She enjoyed the look of the sleek chastity belts on Sarah almost as much as the diapers. And Rachel’s chastity belts were of high quality, it was Rachel after all. Not only would the needed holes be blocked, but also filled with a long rod, that Rachel could set to vibrate remotely. It also forced Sarah’s asshole open for easy access with the very thing that was inside of her now. And over there years together Rachel had mastered when Sarah was about to cum. Rachel knew just how long it would take for Sarah to finish, and just when to stop to leave her maddeningly on edge with no chance of release until the belt was removed. The release at the end of the month would be divine, but the month in chastity was not something Sarah was looking forward to. The uncomfortability of the rod up her pussy, and her asshole agape was one thing, but being constantly on edge made Sarah constantly horny and eager to please, which was probably the idea.

Ultimately it wasn’t up to Sarah if she would be in chastity or not. The set up was just a game. Rachel knew how far Sarah could go before she came, and she knew how to get her there, and keep her from getting there. Not to mention that Rachel could also decide to put Sarah in chastity even if she did somehow manage to hold off. Sarah ultimately had no choice in the matter, but the fun was in the game.

Sarah suddenly felt a stinging pain as the dildo moved in and out of her. The cane was another thing Rachel had gotten out of the suitcase. Rachel rhythmically whacked Sarah’s already red bottom with the cane as she moved the dildo in and out of her. It was a feat of dexterity but Rachel was good at what she did.

Sarah cried at the extra pain, and squirmed as it brought her closer to completion. Rachel giggled with delight. Sarah gave an especially loud yelp as Rachel delivered a swat directly to her clit. Rachel laughed more as she continued intermixing that with the regular swats.

Abruptly Rachel stopped and flipped Sarah onto her back. Sarah was a crying, squirming mess, struggling to keep the orgasm in. With a smile Rachel lodged the dildo deep in Sarah’s ass and sat over her face.

Sarah didn’t need to be told what to do, and she struggled to move her tongue with the ball gag still in her mouth.

“Aww trying so hard,” Rachel giggled coyly. She expertly removed the gag from Sarah’s mouth and tugged on her leash, forcing Sarah’s head into her crotch. Sarah immediately got to work which elicited a moan from Rachel. Rachel began to swat at Sarah’s thighs with the cane rhythmically with the cane and Sarah followed that rhythm with her tongue as she pleasured Rachel.

Sarah was as good at her role as Rachel was and before long Rachel gave an elegant but passionate moan and fell slightly limp. Sarah began to lick up the mess without being asked and once she was done Rachel stood up off of Sarah. Sarah looked pleadingly at Rachel as she seductively licked a bit of Rachel’s juices that landed on her lip.

“Beg,” Rachel commanded. It was rare that Sarah ever got any form of release without this command.

“Mistriss please let me cum. Pretty Please. Pretty Please. I’m your whore. I’m your obedient pet. Your slave. Your toy,” Sarah rambled on for a few seconds as Rachel went back to the suitcase to grab a vibrator.

“Hush now don’t wake the baby,” Rachel teased. She removed the dildo from Sarah’s ass and stuck it into her mouth, and then got to work with the vibrator. Sarah bucked and moaned as Rachel mixed with vibrator with her own fingering. Sarah knew better though, even now she needed permission to cum. She also knew her Mistress though, and she knew Rachel would know how to let her cum at the optimal time.

“Cum for me pet!” Rachel demanded. “Cum for your mistress.” Sarah’s ecstatic cry was muffled by the object in her mouth but the deed was done.

Rachel and Sarah took a brief moment. Both of them were panting, and they giggled as they met eyes.

“Very good job today pet,” Rachel congratulated as she removed the dildo from Sarah’s mouth.

“You too Mistirss,” Sarah panted.

“How did I ever get so lucky,” Rachel mused as she released Sarah from her bonds save the collar and leash.

“I’m the lucky one.”

“You want the usual?” Sarah nodded her head. Rachel smiled and tied the lead on Sarah’s collar to the bed frame and Sarah crawled into the bed and curled into a ball. This was her usual after care routine. Sarah often found it jarring to go from submissive sex to normal, or as normal as her relationship was. So she liked to spend a brief period with some caring non sexual bondage. Some quiet time with Rachel holding her leash, or tying it to the bed, or even some time in a kennel. As long as she had a reminder that she was still owned as she cooled off. “Short enough for you?”

“Yes mistress.”

“Good. I’ll go check on the baby once I pick up. You rest my good little pet,” Rachel patted Sarah lovingly on the head and left. Fortunately Rachel found that picking up was the best way to cool down from such a scene. She picked up the toys and put them away in their proper place while Sarah decompressed. She then left the room quietly to go get Fara.

Fara was still sleeping when Rachel arrived, quietly curled up with the stuffed turtle suckling away at her pacifier. Rachel couldn’t help but coo at the sight. Sadly she had to wake the girl or risk her ruining her sleep tonight. She opened the door of the crib and gently shook Fara who woke with a groan.

“Wakey wakey sleepy head,” Rachel sang. “Gotta get up. We need to get your dress back on before our friends get here and see you all nakey.” Fara groaned something that was close to an affirmative and stood up with a stretch. “I see we made it without any accidents,” Rachel started but Fara giggled in response and started to wet the diaper with the held in pee from her nap. “Ah never mind. You were so close too.” Fara giggle sleepily as she followed Rachel into her room.

Fara was greeted by the sight of Sarah casually lounging naked except for her collar and lead attached to the bed. This wasn’t all that unusual a sight for her though, she had been spending a lot of time with them before this trip and knew this was how Sarah liked to cool off. She had even been part of one or two scenes that got Sarah into this kind of space during a time Fara internally referred to as the “Sarah apology tour.” A series of humiliating scenes Rachel had Sarah perform for Fara as penance for her high school bullying ways. It also had the side effect of desensitizing Fara to this kind of life style and its effects which was the actual reason for the Sarah apology tour.

“You two were busy while I was asleep,” Fara pouted. Rachel gave a curious glance to Fara. Sarah shared the look as it was a bit of an unexpectedly pointed response.

“I hope we didn’t disturb your sleep,” Rachel said warily fetching Fara’s dress from earlier.

“No I guess not,” Fara spoke quickly. “You know I was just in there bored alone while you guys had fun.”

“Are you jealous Fara?” Sarah asked prodding.

“No!” Fara answered too quickly for her own good and her blush gave her away.

“You are!” Sarah said surprised. Some jealousy between the two of them was something Rachel expected, but she didn’t think Fara would be able to feel it at this stage, but clearly she was.

“Now now don’t tease Sarah,” Rachel lightly scolded. The reaction was out of shock and she was just as shocked as Sarah was so she couldn’t be too mad. “Now it’s ok to feel that way Fara,” Rachel said as she slipped the revealing dress back over Fara. “Maybe we haven’t given you enough alone time.”

“Maybe she doesn’t know how to do it in a diaper,” Sarah offered. Fara blushed and stamped out of embarrassment. Rachel slowly brought Fara over to the bed and sat her down next to Sarah who sat herself up and donned a happy smile as Rachel sat on the other side of Fara.

“Sweetie maybe you want to tell us what’s the matter instead of throwing a fit?” Rachel offered kindly. Fara lowered her head in embarrassment.

“It’s ok we aren’t going to judge,” Sarah said genuinely. “I was just teasing earlier. We’re here for anything you could need. If you really do need to learn how to get off in a diaper I can show you.”

“No no it’s not that!” Fara said quickly. “Well maybe. I dunno.”

“Obviously you’re annoyed that we had fun while you were napping. Let’s start there. Why does that bother you?”

“Well you guys kinda left me alone,” Fara mumbled and looked down.

“Sweetie we’ve been with you all day, and you needed your nap,” Rachel said sweetly but precisely. “Do you really felt left out though?” Rachel asked knowing the answer.

“No I guess not,” Fara struggled to find words. “We did spend all day together, it’s not like I lacked for attention either.” Sarah and Rachel both had the same idea about what was really bothering Fara, but they didn’t want to force her at this juncture, it was better for her to say it herself.

“You guess not?” Sarah dug into what Sarah had said but not accusingly. “That means that Rachel was a little right. Maybe you didn’t get the right kind of attention.”

“Yeah I guess so,” Fara still hadn’t gotten quite there yet.

“Is it sexual attention you want?” Sarah gave an answer she knew was wrong. Fara was somewhere close to asexual after all, but even wrong answers might lead her to the right one.

“No I don’t think so. Sex has never really appealed to me, but I guess I could be pent up a little. It’s just. You guys have such a strong bond. I’ve been spending a lot of time with you, especially with the diapers, but it still feels like you guys are on another level. And maybe it’s not fair of me to expect you two to see me like that but still I feel a little … lonely I guess.”

“Maybe this is my fault,” Rachel pondered. “I have been putting a little bit of my mommy energy into caring for you, and maybe that has confused you.”

“No no it’s not your fault,” Fara consoled Rachel. “I don’t you to feel that way. You’ve been great at taking care of me. It’s just …”

“Fara,” Sarah abruptly grabbed the girl’s hand. “You know what you want to ask but we can’t ask it for you. It’s ok we understand your feelings.” Fara gulped.

“I’m not confused Rachel,” Fara was shaky as she spoke. “I’ve been having so much fun with you lately, and I see how much you two care about each other. I want more. I want what you and Sarah have. You’ve been taking care of me but it feels like I’m missing this last piece.” Rachel smiled and scooted Fara into her lap and gently started playing with her hair.

“To be honest Fara, I’ve thought for a while that you might have some little tendencies. Though I didn’t mean to, it seems maybe I pushed those out of you more this week in trying to help you with your bladder issues. So it makes sense that you’ve gotten curious and want to try it.”

“I don’t even know what being little means to be honest,” Fara admitted with a blush. “I mean not really. I know what goes on at little land, and I’ve heard you describe it, but I don’t really understand it at all.”

“Well littles like to escape into a regressed childlike state,” Rachel spoke scientifically. “They use this to express their truest self, and their caretakers are there to give them structure and rules to help cultivate that feeling.”

“How?”

“Well usually by not giving you a choice,” Sarah explained. “They dress you up, put you in diapers, and maybe take away some other privileges to make you feel as childish as possible. It sounds backwards, but having your freedoms taken away like that is very freeing in a way. It allows you to block out your responsibilities and inhibitions.”

“I’m sure you already feel it a little bit,” Rachel continued to pet Fara’s hair. “We’ve been pretty strict with you, and I’ve noticed that you’ve acted differently because of it. You’re more outgoing, happy, and bubbly. Even when you’re a little cranky.”

“Yeah I guess so.”

“If you let me be your mommy, it would be my job to keep you in that space as much as I can, or as much as you want to be.”

“But Sarah …” Fara began but Rachel cut her off.

“Sarah is Sarah and you are you. Sarah and I have a committed relationship. I’m not going to make you do that just yet. Baby steps,” Rachel said with a giggle.

“So if I let you be my,” Fara paused a little as she forced the word out. “If I let you be my mommy. What changes?”

“Well not a lot to be honest, at least physically,” Rachel admitted. “You already pretty much there, but the meaning behind it will be different. I won’t be doing it to help you with a problem, I’ll be doing it because you’re my little girl and I want you to feel that way. And you won’t be listening to me because you want to get better, you’ll be listening to me because I’m your mommy and mommy knows best. Understand?”

“Yeah I think so.”

“Say it back to me then.”

“What?”

“If you understand then say it back to me. ‘I’m your mommy and I know what’s best for you.’” Fara looked at Sarah confused.

“Go on,” Sarah encouraged.

“You’re my mommy and you know what’s best for me,” Fara exhaled as she spoke. A familiar fluttering was in her tummy only this time the feeling was much stronger.

“Look at that face. She gets it,” Sarah smiled. Fara blushed.

“Now pet what are our magic words?” Rachel prompted. Sarah shot to attention.

“Green means everything is ok, Yellow means you want to slow down, and Red means you want to stop,” Sarah blurted out her programmed response.

“Ok?” Fara was a little confused.

“Because sometimes no isn’t enough,” Sarah elaborated. “You’ll know when you get there. The whole thing exists in a contradiction. Sometimes you don’t like something, but you like that you don’t like it. Sometimes Mistress wants to push your boundaries. No still means no but think of Red as like a super no. Just saying no means that Mistress can push you if she feels that’s what’s best. Red means full stop no exceptions,” Sarah elaborated on the topic though in the back of her head she knew it was somewhat hypocritical. After all they hadn’t really cared about her consent before this point. That was ok, to Sarah and Rachel at least, because all of that was just to get Fara to this point where they knew she would be happiest.

“I think I understand,” Fara nodded.

“Mistress is very good though. You shouldn’t ever have to say it, but don’t be afraid to.”

“Very well said my pet,” Rachel scratched Sarah’s head.

“This is a lot,” Fara admitted hesitantly.

“Ah ah no more big girl thoughts,” Rachel corrected swiftly. “You are mommy’s little girl now. We won’t push you too hard just yet. Just trust me I know what I’m doing.”

“Sure. Uh I mean. Yes mommy.”

“Good girl,” Rachel beamed and enthusiastically hugged Fara. Rachel shared a look with Sarah. This was the moment they had been waiting for. They had successfully lead Fara down the path and nudged her to open the door. After this, there was no doubt the little girl that was inside would take the lead, no more prodding from the two of them required. Their hard work and meticulous planning had paid dividends. To say the two of them were happy would be an understatement. They were elated, over the moon with joy. There was still some work to go to get Fara properly inducted as a member of their tri. She would need to be collared, promises would need to be made and kept, and Fara would have to accept a fate as a full time baby instead of the non-committal baby she was now. They would get there though. Truly the door had been opened and on the other side was a realm of possibilities.

“It’ll be so fun to have another person to play with,” Sarah stated in an attempt to explain her and Rachel’s jubilation. “I can’t wait. I think you’re going to love it Fara.”

“Now I believe someone got to pick out where to eat,” Rachel proclaimed. “And remember mommy said no ice cream for dinner. So what did you decide?” Fara looked a little unsure.

“First answer from your heart just don’t think about it,” Sarah coach.

“Umm chicken nuggies,” Fara offered.

“Chickie Nuggies it is then little one.”