I had beentrapped, realising that I wanted be forced to do things I do not like to do, now there was no more way out. Finally, onFriday evening I dec...ded to go for it. I dressed as sluttish as I could, blackleather trousers with a prominent zip on the ass, black bra under whitet-shirt, put 3" high heels and a rain coat on and went by train to The Stall. As I checked myself in the mirror, I saw a sissy withbeard in sissy clothing, looking like a crossdressingslut in search of a trick. I got to. I start laughing - of course whoever it was gave up just as Ifinally find the darn phone. I check the caller ID out of habit, and thelaughter fades as I see his number staring back at me, mocking me. As usual, my timing is off. Immediately I call backand am answered with only the ceaseless ringing of the phone on the other end,reminding me that his availability is sporadic at best. I sit among the half-unpacked boxes, suddenly drained. I'm tired, oh-so-tired, both physically and. " Manipulate my penis huh?" I thought to myself. "Never heard masturbating put quite that way before, but I was so fucking horny that she could call it what ever the hell she wanted."Are you sure it's all right with you?" I asked in an almost pleading voice. "I mean it might help me, my balls have actually started aching a bit. Maybe they are too full. That would be so kind of you to help me like that." I said with all sincerity."You are so sweet I don't mind at all helping you all. It is my. " She liftedher dress to display her diapered status."When I was 22, my lesbian mother sold me to Mistress LaDouche, who you3 will meet tomorrow, I had failed college, had an abortion, and wasgoing nowhere in Life."Mistress LaDouche bought me here to the Diaper School to live and helpher train sissies. There is a staff Nursery here, where I too, sleep ina crib, and live an Adult Baby lifestyle." So, the three of you come with me." She stopped, and began speaking to3 people still seated."We.