Kala's Conditioning part 2b

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X-Original-Message-ID: 76p0g3$kln$1@nnrp1.dejanews.com Kala's Conditioning part 2b The door opened. Amy jumped up. Her legs were still quivering and she tried to casually lean
against the counter. After taking a deep breath she looked up. Her mother
was standing there, carrying a large bag in one hand and the red sports bag
in the other. “Did I tell you ‘you can play with her’?” Crimson with embarrassment, Amy looked down, “No, but I thought…” “No, you didn’t think. Did you at least do what I told you to?” “Yes, she drank all the water and I washed her off.” “Then why is she tied up?” She kept trying to play with herself. First when I washed her off and then
she held the water bottle between her legs and tried rubbing against it.
Then…” Looking down Amy prodded Kala with her foot. “Then she tried rubbing
herself against me. That’s why I tied her up.” “You still haven’t fully answered my question. Did she cum?” “No, you’re not mad at me, are you?”” “No, at least not at you. But I did tell you she was a dirty girl. Oh well,
help me lift her back onto the counter. Put her face down. I have just the
thing for her.” “But I didn’t, when she was washing…” Kala tried to say. “Oh shut up.” Kala was placed back on the counter, her arse sticking up in the air. Ms.
Green reached into the sports bag and brought out a pair of sandals. Taking
one in her hand, she lightly slapped Kala’s arse. “Did you spank her?” “A little. She had almost cum and I thought that’s what you would have wanted
me to do.” “You didn’t do a very good job of it. I’ve had to spank you enough that you
should know how it’s supposed to be done. Watch me and I’ll show you exactly
how it’s done.” Refocusing her attention on Kala, “Count. I’m only going to give you ten
since Amy already spanked you, albeit not very well.” “No, not that. I haven’t done anything. Amy, Amy lied. I didn’t try any of
those things she said, please.” “So, you’re calling my daughter a liar now.” “No, Yes. I mean she’s not a liar but….” Ms. Green placed two fingers along the cleft of Kala’s arse and dragged them
down, running them across her puckered anus and over her labia lips. She pull
her hand backed. “I don’t even have to smell it. My hand’s wet and it’s not
from Amy, that’s all over your face. Another ten because you called my
daughter a liar and another ten on top of that because you lied. Start
counting.” Ms. Green, grasping one sandal firmly in hand, brought her arm back.”
smack
“o-one”
smack
“agh, two”
smack
“Aaagh, t-three”
smack
“Aaaaaggh, -sob-.” Tears were rolling down Kala’s face. “f-fo-four”
smack
“AAAaaaggh, -sob- “ Kala pulled at the leather strap binding her arms. She
desperately wanted to rub her arse and ease the stinging. She was blubbering
and pleading all at the same time. “Damn, she’s too loud. Amy where are your panties?” “I put them in my purse.” “Get them and stuff them in her mouth.”
Amy retrieved her panties from her purse and as she was about to place them in
Kala’s mouth her mother stopped her. “Get them wet first.” Amy turned on the water faucet. “No, not like that. After the way you came earlier you should still be
soaking.” Blushing, Amy raised her skirt. Her pubic hair was damp and matted over her
cunt. “That’s right put them in and make sure they soak up your juices.” Spreading her legs, Amy carefully stiffed her panties up her cunt with two
fingers. “Now walk around a bit. Good, now put them in her mouth so she can’t scream.” Amy gingerly pulled the now wet panties from her vagina. She quickly wadded
them up and stuffed them in Kala’s mouth. “That should work. Now where were we? Number four I believe.”
smack
“uuunnggghh”
Kala bit down on the panties and tried to muffle her screams. Ms. Green
continued at a steady pace. She covered Kala’s entire rear and the top of her
thighs with blows. Kala’s hips were jerking from side to side in a futile
attempt to avoid the worse of the blows. “Amy, get up on the counter and hold her still.” Amy climbed onto the counter beside Kala. She wrapped her arms around Kala’s
waist and tried to prevent her from moving. Ms. Green delivered four more
swats. Kala still managed to swing her hips from side to side. “Damn it, that’s not working. Ok, try it this way face me, push her side
against the wall and brace her other shoulder against your side. Then wrap
your right arm around her middle and use your left arm to hold her leg.” Amy positioned herself and her mother started again. “That’s much better.
Only a few more to go.”
Amy held Kala tightly while her mother finished the spanking. When Amy
released Kala the side of her dress was soaked from Kala’s crying. They let
Kala lie there and cry. Ms. Green opened her purse and took out a disposable camera. “Now, look up
into the mirror so we can tell exactly who it is.” Startled Kala looked up. –
flash- Blinking the tears out of her eyes Kala tried desperately to signal
‘no’. She managed to spit out the panties, “No, you can’t take pictures,
please.” Ms. Green just smiled and continued clicking away. She took some snap shots
of Kala’s red arse then moved over to the side and took a few profile shots.
When she had used most of the camera, Ms. Green replaced the camera in her
purse. “It would be a real shame if anyone ever saw those wouldn’t it?!?” Accepting defeat, Kala agreed. “Good. I’m glad you see that now. I did promise you I’d help you.” Ms.
Green opened the large bag and removed a small jar of skin cream. She
uncapped it and gently began applying it to Kala’s burning arse. The cool cream eased the burning in her rear. Kala noticed that all the heat
from her rear seemed to travel to her cunt. She started making small circles
with her arse. “mmmnnn”, a slight whimper escaped her lips. Ms. Green
continued rubbing the cream in. She also coated the top of Kala’s thighs. Kala’s moaning was clearly audible now. Ms. Green looked over at Amy, “See I
told you she was a dirty girl and couldn’t think about anything but sex.”
Ms. Green finished applying the cream and untied Kala. She used the key and
opened the padlock on Kala’s collar. She removed the leather strap from the
lock and quickly replaced it on Kala’s collar. Ms. Green pulled a windbreaker out of the large bag. “Stand up and put this
on.” Glad to finally be given clothes, Kala slipped the windbreaker on and zipped
it up. The windbreaker was light blue with a hood and a drawstring for it.
It was too large for Kala. The arms almost completely covered her hands and
the bottom reached well over her hips. It was about an inch lower than her
crotch when she stood up. Kala also noticed a growing pressure in her
bladder. “Put your arms in the pockets.” Ms. Green walked over and examined exactly
the fit. “That’ll work. Now, take it off.” Kala reluctantly removed the jacket, -sniff-, and handed it to Ms. Green. She
used a pair of small scissors to cut the inside of the pockets out of the
jacket. She set the jacket aside for the moment and reached back into the
large bag and removed a box of ‘big kid’ diapers, some talcum powder and baby
wipes. “Wh-what are the diapers for? Surely you don’t expect me to wear them.” “You’ll do as I say. Remember the pictures. If that isn’t enough I can go
through and change your permanent records at school. Ha. Now get up on the
counter.” Kala climbed back onto the counter and faced Ms. Green. “Not like that. Little girls don’t sit up when they get their diapers
changed. Lay back.” Kala laid back. She turned her head and watched Ms. Green open the box of
diapers and other supplies. The pressure in her bladder was steadily growing
and when she laid back it seemed to intensify. “Can, can I use the restroom
first?” Looking down at her watch, Ms. Green replied “Hmmm, about time those pills
started working. By the way, they were to relieve excess water weight, in
other words they make you pee. And no you may not use the restroom.” Amy stood by, wide eyed, and watched her mother. She balled up one hand into
a fist and was tightly pressing it against her crotch. “Are you actually
going to put her in a diaper?” “I told you she was a dirty little girl. Little girls that lie, dress like
bitches in heat, and can’t be trusted are put in all sorts of things. You
wouldn’t ever lie to me would you Amy?” “No, never!” “Then tell me how it felt when she was licking your slit.” Blushing, Amy looked down “It, it felt good, really good. I didn’t know it
would be like that though. I’ve never had anyone do that to me before. Now I
know why you like it so much.” “If you don’t try to argue with me anymore, I’ll see what I can do about you
using her again. As you can tell she obviously liked doing it. She’s still
wet.” Ms. Green turned her attention back to Kala “Now to make sure you’re all nice
and fresh.” Ms. Green had Kala spread her legs and raise them straight up in
the air. She used her forearm to push Kala’s legs back until Kala’s arse was
raised up off the counter.
She slipped a diaper under Kala with one hand. “Amy use the baby wipes to
clean her off, good. Now hand me the talcum power.” She liberally sprinkled
Kala’s bottom with the power and lowered Kala’s legs. Ms. Green put the front
of the diaper in place and securely fastened it. “Now stand up.” Kala felt horrible. Here she was standing in the mall restroom in front of
the school secretary and her daughter in a diaper. It even krinkled every
time she moved, and she couldn’t even put her legs together because of all
the material bunching together. Ms. Green told her, “Put the jacket on, but don’t zip it up yet. Now hold the
bottom up with both hands, higher.” Ms. Green took the leather strap and started wrapping it around Kala’s waist,
just above the diaper. “Amy get behind her and hold the jacket for her. Kala
put your hands through the holes I cut in the pockets.” Kala put her hands in the pockets. She had to work her hands through the
slits Ms. Green had cut. Ms. Green, after wrapping the strap around Kala’s
waist twice, wrapped the ends of the strap around Kala’s wrists over her
hips. The strap still dangled down almost to Kala’s knees. Ms. Green put
them around Kala again, and then firmly pulled until the two D-rings were
only about an inch apart. She used the other padlock and locked them
together. Stepping back she motioned Amy to put the jacket down. Amy
stepped around Kala and zipped the jacket up. They stepped back to admire their work. Kala’s diaper bulged the jacket out
and the bottom didn’t quiet cover the diaper. Kala’s hands were buried in the
large pockets, and someone walking by couldn’t tell they were tied. “Now where exactly is your jeep parked?” “W-what, I can’t go out like this. People would see me. Everyone would
recognize me!” Amy spoke up, “I have an idea.” She turned to her mother and whispered it
into her ear. Ms. Green nodded her head in agreement. She led Amy to the
other side of the room and they conversed in quiet tones. Moments later Ms.
Green dug dental floss out of her purse. She pulled off about eight feet and
handed it to Amy. Amy walked over to Kala and began tying the dental floss to the lock on Kala’s
collar. “I’m going to put the hood up on the jacket. I’ll pull the
drawstrings tight so no one can see in, but that also means you can’t see out.
I’ll led you by pulling on the string. It’s unwaxed so no body should be able
to see it. Just walk normally. If I give it two sharp tugs that means stop.
Mom will be walking behind you in case you get tangled up or something.” Tears welling in her eyes, Kala nodded agreement. Ms. Green took Amy’s
panties, wadded them up and stuffed them back in Kala’s mouth. “You better
not spit them out again.” Kala nodded. She tried to ignore the taste of Amy
in her mouth. Amy put the hood over Kala’s head and pulled it tight with the drawstrings.
When she was finished Kala could only see a small spot of light. Amy tied a
small knot in the string, then used a bit of pink ribbon to make a bow over
the knot. Ms. Green pointed out the sandals on the floor. Amy squatted down
and, raising first one foot and then the other, placed them on Kala’s feet. “Now where did you say your jeep was?”
Kala told them where she had parked last Friday, the basement parking garage. Amy started off. Ms. Green placed a hand on Kala’s shoulder and directed her
out of the rest room. As they left, Ms. Green removed the ‘out of order’ sign
and tossed it back in the closet. The urge to pee was growing stronger. Kala promised herself that she would
hold it in, at least until they let her go and she could use the restroom like
a normal person. There was no way she would pee in a diaper! Ms. Green removed her hand from Kala’s shoulder and followed behind the girls
at a distance. She didn’t want anyone to know she was following them. Ms.
Green watched the reaction of the people they passed. Most people didn’t pay
attention, but those that did also started following. Kala was humiliated. She could almost feel people watching her. Her stomach
felt like it had butterflies in it. The pull on the string was steady and she
easily kept up with Amy. Kala kept repeating ‘I can make it. It shouldn’t be
too much longer’ over and over to herself. She was alright until she hear the
first comment. It seemed a group of girls had started following her.
“What does she think she’s doing dressed like that?”
“How is she seeing?”
“Look, is that….”
“No, it couldn’t be.”
“Look closer, I tell you it is.”
“You’re right. She’s wearing a diaper” Kala’s entire upper torso was crimson. She hung her head down and continued
plodding along after Amy. The pull on the string never wavered. “Oouu, do you think she’ll use it?” “What?” “The diaper silly. Do you think
her mother makes her wear a diaper because she peed her pants?” “She’s not
wearing any pants.” “I know. I mean before this.” “Why else would she be
wearing a diaper?” Kala’s legs started quivering and her bladder felt like it would soon burst.
Amy’s taste seemed to grow in her mouth. “Why don’t you ask her.”
“I’m not going to. You ask her.” Smiling, Ms. Green just followed and watched. By this time, a crowd was also
following Kala. Amy made it to the center of the mall where there was an art
display set up. The center piece was a large kinetic sculpture. It was a
large obelisk with mechanical arms circling it. Amy made a small loop in the
string and as she walked by she managed to slip it on one of the revolving
arms. Amy then slipped back into the growing crowd by her mother. Kala walked and walked. Amy had sped up a bit but she wasn’t having any
trouble keeping up. Unknowingly she was walking in a large circle. Kala was
sucking the moisture out of the panties stuffed in her mouth. She lost
herself in the taste and was ony partially paying attention. A crowd had
gathered and were watching her. After a while, she was certain they had
walked to the other end of the mall completely. Kala could have sworn that
they were walking through a huge crowd of people. From time to time she
could still hear the group of girls talking about her. The pressure in her
bladder was becoming painful. She tried to hunch over to somewhat relieve
it. In the crowd, Ms. Green had been waiting for that. She leaned over and
whispered to Amy. Amy pulled a small pair of scissors out of her purse. She
waited until Kala had made one more revolution then stepped up to the
sculpture. As the arm with the string tied to it came around, Amy snipped the
string with the scissors and grabbed the string all in one motion. She gave
two sharp tugs to the string, dropped it, and stepped back into the crowd. Kala’s legs were shacking by this point. When she felt the tugs on the
string, Kala assumed that they had finally made it to the elevator. Kala
suddenly felt the presence of people pressing in around her. “Why did she stop?”
“Is this part of the exhibit?” As the pressure of her bladder over came her, she curled up her toes, pressed
her knees together to try holding it in a bit longer. Her legs started
quivering and she started sinking to the floor. She finally lost all control
and started peeing her diaper. As she sank to her knees, one of the girls that had been following her
commented.
“See, I bet she’s peeing herself right now.”
“No wonder her mother made her wear a diaper.”
“And in front of all these people too.” On her knees, Kala leaned forward and tried to curl into a ball. She curled
up until her shoulders almost touched the floor. Her bladder had been
completely full and she was still peeing. “Can you smell that?” “She really is peeing herself.” “Disgusting
slut...little girl’s probably enjoying it…should be arrested….bitch… she
probably wants to be treated like that…..train her like a house PET.” As the comments floated over her, Kala suddenly felt a hot rush of desire
flood her. She was suddenly intensely aware of her nipples pressing through
the jacket and against her legs. She started making little movements with
her shoulders, rubbing her nipples against her legs. Kala could hear low
moaning. With a start she realized that she was the one making the noise.
Tears started streaming down her face as she realized what she was doing. The crowd watched until they could tell she was crying. Most of the crowd
dispersed. Amy and her mother were about to go retrieve Kala when they saw
rather muscular black female guard approaching. They decided to hang back
and watch. The guard walked up to Kala and placed a hand on her back. She
bent down and started rubbing circles on Kala’s back. When her hand felt the
collar underneath the jacket she smiled. The guard used the collar to help
Kala stand up. She looked over and say Ms. Green and Amy standing there.
The guard leaned down and whispered into Kala’s ear. “I knew it. I know
what you are you naughty little slut. I’m going to give you back to your
mistress, but the next time you step foot back in this mall you’re all mine.” With one hand holding the back of Kala’s neck, the guard led her over to Ms.
Green. “Did you lose someone?” Ms. Green looked the guard in the eye and replied, “Maybe, we do seem to have
misplaced some-thing? Do you think this is it.” “I think so, do you mind describing what you lost.” “Certainly. We misplaced a dirty little girl. She was wearing sandals and a
jacket just like that one.” Grinning the guard continued. “Could you tell me what she had on under the
jacket.” Amy spoke up, “a PET collar and a diaper.”
Another wave of desire swept through Kala. She shivered as a wave of pleasure
sweep outward from her tits and pussy. Kala could feel the dampness in the
diaper and knew it wasn’t all from wetting the diaper. She quietly started
sobbing. “Why the diaper?” “Because she’s a dirty little girl and can’t be trusted to use the restroom
like adults.” “You might want to buy a name tag to hang on the collar. Also, might I
suggest putting the collar where you could see it. You might even want to
invest in a leash. That way you wouldn’t lose her in a crowd.” Ms. Green nodded, “That a very good idea. I think we’ll do that, but not
today. We’re running late as it is.” The three looked over at Kala, standing in the middle of the mall crying. Amy
snatched the string still attached to Kala’s collar. “Thank you for all your
help.” “Anytime. If you want some help housebreaking her just let me know. Here’s
my number.” Amy and her mother proceeded to the parking garage. When they emerged from
the elevator, Amy untied the drawstring holding the hood. She pulled the
hood back enough that Kala could see and removed her wet panties from Kala’s
mouth. “Now led up to your jeep.” Kala led them to the jeep then turned and looked at Amy. “Please don’t tell
anyone at school what happened. I’ll do whatever you want just don’t tell
anyone, PLEASE.” Amy looked over at her mother. Ms. Green just shrugged. “The note said your license was in the glove box and you know where the spare
key is hidden.” Kala agreed. “Good. But before I let you go you need a diaper
change.” Ms. Green led Kala to the front of the jeep. There was about four feet of
space between the jeep and the wall. Ms. Green unzipped the jacket and had
Kala lie down on the floor. Amy brought the large back to her mother and
handed her the supplies. Ms. Green removed the soiled diaper, used the baby
wipes on Kala’s rear, applied some talcum power, and fastened the fresh diaper
on Kala. Kala didn’t even try to resist. It actually felt good to have the old diaper
removed, and when Ms. Green put the fresh one on her that felt alright too. Ms. Green removed both padlocks and untied Kala’s wrists. She did leave the
collar fastened on Kala. After zipping the jacket back, Ms. Green helped Kala
to her feet. “I expect to see you back in school tomorrow.” Kala walked over and retrieved the hidden key to the jeep. She unlocked the
door and was about to get in when Ms. Green stopped her. “Aren’t you
forgetting something?” “What?” “You didn’t thank us for helping you. I sure Amy would like at least a hug
and a kiss.” Numbly Kala walked over to Amy and embraced her. She raised her face for a
kiss when Amy pushed her away. “Oouuu no. You’re face is still sticky.” Reminded of her condition, Kala reached up and felt her face. Her tears had
washed most of the cum off her face. She could feel the dried cum still on
her nose and forehead. Dejectedly, Kala said “Thank you both for helping
me.” Ms. Green walked over and held the door open on the jeep. “Just to make sure
you get home safely, we’re going to follow you.” She took the large bag with
the baby supplies and put it in the back seat. “You had better not throw them
away. I expect you to bring them to me at school tomorrow morning. See you
then.” Ms. Green closed the door and stepped away. “Amy wait her and don’t
let her leave until I bring the car around.” Amy nodded and her mother walked
away. A couple of minutes later she drove up and Amy got into the car with
her. Kala carefully backed out and headed home. She looked down at the dash
clock. It read 7:15. ‘Oh no, mom’s already home. I bet Sindy already has
her made at me. She always gets away with everything and mom always on her
side.’ With those thoughts, Kala drove home. End part 2 -----------== Posted via Deja News, The Discussion Network ==----------
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