A sissy's afternoon of heavenly chores, a four part story, part 3

Part 3: Anything he was told

Standing outside under the trees in a very private part of the yard he stood silently with his hands tied to a branch above his head. The ball gag was still in place and he was wearing a pair of shorts. She had given him several large glasses of water to drink about a half hour ago and now stood over him smiling. Slapping his face she asked him if he was ready to give a show and he nodded. “Then wet your pants sissy”! He did and as the warm pee soaked his shorts and ran down his leg she just giggled. “Looks like you are going to spend the rest of the week in diapers little boy” She grinned as he finished peeing, she turned and walked into the house leaving him exposed with soaking pants. When she returned later, she had probably watched him squirm from the window for her amusement for sometime first. She untied him and had him take off his shorts and put them in his mouth with the wettest part inside his mouth. She led him back across the yard to the house by his little stiff built-in leash. The wet pants went right to the washing machine and he was laid out on a table and diapered. “I do not want to hear you ask me to go # 1 all week, you are to wet yourself first and then I will decide when to change you. This goes for home or wherever we are”. She reinforced this with the face slapping version to drive the point home DO, You, and Understand were each repeated with a slap to his face. He nodded in agreement. “If you have to go # 2 you tell me right away” again Do, You, and Understand were reinforced. He spent the afternoon wearing only a diaper and his mouth filled with a pacifier and his bottom red and plugged. He had not come for several days and she knew she could push him a little further if she wanted.