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"Heddy," Leo gently said.

Rage filled her and she turned around, glaring at both of them.

"Fuck. You."

CHAPTER ELEVEN

HEDDA

"Stop!" she yelled. "Don't you fucking dare put me in that crib!"

Leo ran his hands through her hair and she tried to get away.

"Do you need to go potty?" he asked.

"No."

But she kind of did. She couldn't remember the last time she went to the bathroom.

"Hedda," Oliver growled. "You can either tell us you need to go or we can put a diaper on you."

Her eyes went wide. She didn't need a diaper because her Little wasn't that small. She was more of a Middle. Maybe sometimes, when she got stressed, she would regress younger. But that wasn't very often.

"I don't need a fucking diaper," she said.

Even when she would regress younger, she never needed a diaper. She was still independent, but younger. Heddadidn't have anything against people who regressed younger than her, it just wasn't her cup of tea.

"Do you need to go potty before you go take your nap?" Leo asked again.

She nodded her head. She didn't want them to put a diaper on her and she knew she wouldn't be able to fall asleep knowing she had to pee. Even if she did try, she would have to call them in if she was about to burst and she didn't want that.

"Come on," Leo said as he walked her towards the bathroom.

"You don't have to fucking come in with me," she said. "I don't need help. I'm a fucking Middle."

"Language," Oliver said. "Do you need to write lines and get your bottom plugged after your nap?"

She kept her mouth shut. She didn't want any of that but she wasn't going to stop cursing.

"Go potty," Leo said as he helped her take her pants off. "You'll be sleeping with no pants. I don't want you to get too hot while you take a nap."

"I fucking won't," she replied and rolled her eyes.

She wasn't five and couldn't regulate her heat very well. She was thirty-eight years old and knew her body well.

"Potty," Leo pointed at the toilet. "And don't you roll your eyes at me or curse."

"One more warning and you'll have a butt plug in you and you'll be writing lines," Oliver said.

Both of them stared at her while she pulled her panties down and sat on the toilet. She wasn't going to be able to pee with both of them staring at her.

Leo walked over to the sink and turned on the water.

"Go potty," he said. "You have ten seconds before I put a diaper on you."

Hedda closed her eyes and started to go. This was so embarrassing, but she didn't want to be put into a diaper. She quickly wiped herself and stood up, pulling her panties up.

"Come on," Leo said. "Let's wash your hands."

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