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“It’s all for the purpose of helping you, Cia. The diaper has to come on.”
“What kind of pervert are you to spy on people and then have them strip naked?”
Bruce’s voice remained calm. “I assure you I feel no more excitement about seeing your naked body than your doctor does when you get an examination.”
“I won’t do it,” I sneered. “This is a gross violation of my personal boundaries.”
“That’s your choice, but unless you do it, I can’t give you the papers you need for the judge. I’m not saying this is easy or fun, but the sooner you allow your father to care for you like his little baby girl, the sooner it will be over.”
“Then at least give Gabriel back his money, because we’re leaving right now.” I gave Gabriel a sharp look but only received a frown in return.
“I’m afraid I can’t do that,” Bruce said. “You are free to go if you think jail is a better option, but we don’t do refunds.”
I smacked the phone back on the wall and flipped a finger at the camera in the corner of the ceiling.
Gabriel sat quietly beside me for a few minutes.
“I know you just met me, but if I had known you as a baby I would have been happy to bathe you and change your diaper – I like kids.”
I didn’t look at him, afraid I was going to take my anger and frustration out on him, I kept my head down and tried to focus on my breathing. A few minutes later I was calm enough to say; “You would have been eight years old when I was a baby. Don’t you think you would have been too busy riding your bike to care for an infant?”
Gabriel got up from the floor and sat on the bed, facing me. “Maybe,” he said; “but I always wanted a younger brother or sister.”
“I’m not your sister.”
“I know.” He said quietly. “Can’t you just pretend you’re playing a part… like an actor doing a show or something?”
I still didn’t budge but sat for an eternity thinking about my options. Leaving would be impossible without Gabriel driving me somewhere, and there wasn’t much chance of convincing him to leave when he had just spent a fortune on me. I could refuse to wear the baby costume, but that would get me nowhere. I needed Bruce to give me the papers for the court. If not, I wouldn’t be wearing a baby jumpsuit but an orange prison jumpsuit.
No matter how I searched for an alternative I was pressed into a corner and my only way out was to suck it up and get it over with.
I lifted my head and looked at Gabriel, who was lying on the bed reading. “I’m hungry,” I said grumpily.
He gave me a faint smile. “Me too… There’s dinner in the main house.”
His words gave me the last piece of motivation.
“Okay,” I said.
Gabriel pushed off from the bed and looked at me expectantly. “Are you ready to do it?” he asked.
I nodded with my jaws clenched too tightly to speak.
He slapped the bed, signaling for me to get on it, and as soon as I did, he started to take off my clothes with great concentration. I closed my eyes and placed my arm across my face to avoid being part of this humiliating role-play.
Gabriel removed my pants and panties, and I heard the plastic sound from the diaper and died a little.
“How does this thing work?” he asked and I was forced to move my arms and open my eyes to see him study the diaper and turn it in the air. “How do I know which way is front and back?”
“Give it to me,” I hissed and reached for the diaper, which was like a big white pair of underwear. After turning it a few times I handed it back. “It probably doesn’t matter, just put the damn thing on.”
“Okay, okay.” He tugged the diaper up to my thighs before he asked me to lift my butt.
I took a deep breath and lifted my ass so he could get the diaper underneath me, and tried not to think too much about how exposed my private parts were.
Luckily Gabriel seemed completely uninterested in that part of me and solely focused on getting me into the diaper and jumpsuit while touching me as little as possible. He didn’t remove my top until he had covered me up to my waistline and even then he was careful not to touch my breasts.
In the end, Gabriel zipped up the jumpsuit and looked pleased with himself. “See, that wasn’t so bad,” he said and tried to put the pacifier in my mouth.
