Right after his aunt had insisted on him going back into diapers.He'd argued over being put back into diapers, when it was brought up, but the fact wa... he did sometimes wet his bed. Not always but often enough to make her point valid, and his arguments academic. He'd given in to her demands knowing he had to anyway.What bothered him most, when that time did come, was that his aunt had made them instead of buying something from a pharmacy. She'd made his diapers far too thick and he knew it was. "Well," she said with a curious grin. "We're gonna get you all hooked upin here while I get our camping spot picked out and ready. By the timeyou're done... I should be all set for you."Paul had groaned. "Me? A spa? Carla, I don't think.."But she had insisted...and now here they stood. Before the large signthat read: "Rocky Mountain Spa Service." Below the sign were a number ofdifferent options, all incomprehensible to poor Paul.Carla approached the counter."Hi," she said to the. One treated her like a queen and fucked her the way she loved it, the other (me) stood by her thru the worst of times and had an uncanny knack for making her come one blistering orgasm after another. Still, she felt a little guilty at times, but she couldn't help herself. She had two loves and they were both dynamite in bed in their own way.Though she had sex with Suyi a day ago, she still felt a hunger in her cunt. Since dropping in weight from 180 lbs to around 150 with her new diet, she. A loud buzzing broke the silence in the room, and she knew what it was even before it pressed harshly up against her clit. “If you want to cum, you have to ask,” the second man said from behind her. “I have in my hand a wire hanger.” A whimper escaped her unbidden, the fear of what he held temporarily overcoming the painful pleasure of the hitachi. “You are going to lean forward a little so I can see your ass, and then you are not going to move. If you try to squirm away, you’ll feel this on.