Not-so-lazy Sunday (Nikki & Sarah 4)
Date Published: March 3, 2017, 11:54am
Written By: Gummybear
Here we go with part four of the story about Nikki and Sarah. This part starts the day afterBreaking the Habit, so if you haven’t read it, you should probably do so first.
Not-so-lazy Sunday
Sarah giggled. The deep, red plush of the carpet tickled her bare skin as she crawled down the hotel hallway behind Nikki. She had to admit that it was hard not to be distracted by Nikki’s butt, clad in tight, black latex pants, swaying hypnotically only inches away from her face. The surface was so polished that Sarah could see her own funhouse reflection. Suddenly she felt a tug on her collar. Apparently she had lost focus and slowed down and Nikki had pulled the leash slung over her shoulder to urge her along.
They reached the railing of the mezzanine overlooking the crowded lobby and Sarah knelt by Nikki’s side “I still can’t believe this is legal,” she said, looking at all the people below. Nikki didn’t answer. She only bent down to adjust Sarah’s outfit. Although calling it an outfit was rather generous. It was really just a collection of narrow leather straps.
“Mistress?” Sarah said quietly.
“Yes sweetie?”
“May I please go to the bathroom?”
“Of course,” Nikki said with a smile, “but be quick. You don’t want to be late for your spanking down there.” She nodded towards the lobby below where somebody was setting up some furniture that would never be seen in an IKEA catalogue.
Sarah got to her feet and got a playful little swat across her butt before she hurried off towards the bathrooms. It didn’t take her long to find them, but by the time she reached a stall she was close to bursting. Undoing the necessary buckles and sitting down, Sarah relaxed and let go.Hang on, something’s not right h-
Sarah’s eyes flew open and she threw the duvet aside.Shitshitshitshitshitshit.In the dim light filtering through the curtains she could clearly see the hand-sized wet spot on the pale blue flannel sheet. She rolled out of bed and started hurriedly pulling off the sheet wanting to get them off before too much soaked through to the mattress.
“Wha’?” came a sleepy voice from underneath the piled-up duvet.
Shit! Nikki.One end of the duvet rose to reveal Nikki’s sleepy face. She looked at the naked Sarah tugging at the sheet; confusion evident on her face. Then her gaze moved to the sheet and she realised what was happening.
“It’s not… I mean, this… I don’t usua-”
Before Sarah could finish, Nikki crawled out from under the duvet and put a finger to her lips. “It’s OK sweetie,” she said. “Don’t worry. I’ll fix this. You just go get cleaned up.” Nikki gently took the sheet from Sarah’s unresisting hands.
Sarah just stood there paralysed; her mind was a turmoil of excuses, reasons, frustrations and things both said and unsaid. She really didn’t know what to do. Nikki climbed out of bed and rolled the dry part of the sheet under the spot before turning her attention to Sarah.
“It’s OK honey,” Nikki said. “You just had a little accident.” She pulled Sarah into a hug and slowly stroked her back, whispering reassuring nothings to her.
“Look at me sweetie,” Nikki murmured after a while. “I’ll fix things here. What I want you to do right now is just go take a shower. Can you do that for me?”
Sarah sniffled and nodded. Nikki took her hand and led her to the bathroom.
Nikki unbuckled Sarah’s collar and put it next to the sink. “Now take your time sweetie. There’s no rush.”
For a few seconds after the door closed, Sarah just stood there, shocked. She had wet her bed, something she hadn’t done since she was a kid.Unless you count yesterday, but that was on purpose.And to make matters worse, she had done it while Nikki had been sleeping right next to her.
Sarah just sat down on the toilet, feeling more overwhelmed than anything else. She could hear sounds coming from the bedroom. When she was done, she stepped into the shower, letting the hot water rinse off her shame and dismay. She had just began soaping up when she heard the door open.
Don’t mind me," Nikki’s voice said. “I’m just putting the sheets in the washer.”
“I’m sorry Nikki. I messed up this weekend.”
Nikki peeked around the shower curtain. “Will you stop saying that? You wet the bed. It’s not the end of the world.”
“But I haven’t done that since I was a kid,”
“Yeah, well, you haven’t worn diapers and wet them all day since then either. Also, the wine probably didn’t help.”
“But still…” Sarah protested.
“Sweetie, I’ve already made you wet yourself on purpose. Do you really think I’d think less of you if it happened by accident?”
“I guess not,” Sarah mumbled, barely audible over the noise from the shower.
“Good. Now finish up in here and come back to bed.” Nikki withdrew her head and a few moments later Sarah heard the door close.
Sarah finished showering and after wrapping her hair in a towel turban, she threw the wet towels into the washing machine and switched it on. When she opened the door to the bedroom, Nikki was just tucking in the last corner the sheet.
“C’mere you,” Nikki said gave Sarah a hug. “Feeling better?”
“A little,” Sarah admitted.
“Good. Now, just so this doesn’t happen again,” Nikki said as she steered Sarah towards the bed, “we’re going to have to take a few little-girl precautions.”
“What do you mean, little-girl precautions?”
“Just sit down sweetie.”
Sarah sat down on the edge of the bed and immediately noticed that the mattress felt a little strange under the sheet. It took a couple of moments for her to connect the dots. Then it dawned on her.
“Plastic sheets?” she asked incredulously.
“Like I said: Precautions,” Nikki said as she picked up a large towel. “Now lie back and lift your butt and let’s see if I can remember how to do this.”
Sarah scooted back on the bed and lifted her butt off the mattress.
“Legs apart.” Nikki quickly folded the towel and slipped it under Sarah’s butt, pushing down on her hips to signal her to lower her butt onto the thick layer of terrycloth.
“You’re kidding,” Sarah said when she realised what Nikki was doing. “I don’t need this. I’m not a baby,” she complained.
“Of course you’re not,” Nikki said reassuringly. “We’re just taking some extra precautions. Besides, we need that last diaper of yours for later. Now hold these two for me.” She wrapped two ends of the towel around Sarah’s waist.
Next, Nikki pulled the last corner up between Sarah’s legs and folded the end in place.
“I don’t suppose you have any safety pins big enough for this?”
Sarah just looked at Nikki.
“Didn’t think so.” Nikki tore off a long strip of duct tape and used it to hold the front of the diaper in place. “There we go. Almost done,” she said cheerfully and added a couple of extra strips of tape to make sure it would stay on.
“And for ze pièce de résistance,” Nikki said with an exaggerated French accent and held up what looked like a pair of huge, black granny panties.
“What the hell are those?”
“Oh you’d be amazed at what you can do with bin liners.” Nikki shook the improvised plastic panties open and slid them up Sarah’s legs. “Butt?”
Sarah raised her hips and Nikki slid the black plastic over the white cloth and added more tape to keep it in place.
“Now let’s get a look at you.”
Sarah stood and waddled a few steps before doing an awkward pirouette. “I feel like I have half a mattress between my legs,” she complained.
“Maybe, but you look adorable. In fact there’s only one thing missing.” Nikki said. “Give me a sec.” She darted out the door and returned with Sarah’s collar.
“There we are: Perfect.” Nikki smiled as she put the collar around Sarah’s neck.
“I feel ridiculous,” Sarah said, using both hands to adjust the bulk of her diaper.
“Oh stop whining,” Nikki lay down on the bed and patted the mattress in front of her, “and listen to your mistress when she tells you to get back in bed.”
Sarah rolled her eyes theatrically. " Yes Ma’am."
Nikki chuckled as Sarah snuggled in close. She pulled the duvet over the both of them and slipped her arms around Sarah’s waist. “Feel better now?”
“Yeah, but it still feels weird. It’s so big and thick, I can’t even feel it when you’re stroking it.”
“Um, that’s probably because I’m not.” Nikki patted Sarah’s stomach with both hands for emphasis. “Anyway, it’s just until we get more regular ones.”
“OK then.”
“Unless you end up liking them, of course.” Nikki gave Sarah’s neck a kiss before turning off the light.