Mistress Louise was looking forward to Her upcoming appointment with Warren.   In the two and half years She had been disciplining him, he became one of Her favorite submissives.  he had proven to be very masochistic with a high pain threshold.  This allowed his Mistress Louise a great deal of satisfaction administering pain during his sessions.  In addition, he enjoyed cross dressing and was very passable.  he became a good lunching companion.  he accepted all forms of bondage and fetish with enthusiasm and seemed to particularly enjoy latex.  The one area of his interest, which irritated Mistress Louise, was water sports.  Warren enjoyed wetting himself, particularly in his latex and soaking wet diapers.  Mistress Louise had not found how to turn this fetish pleasure into humiliation for Warren and She was determined to teach him to always use the toilet.
    Warren had been instructed to arrive at 3 PM sharp and bring his latex with him to the studio.  he had also volunteered some information when making his appointment for the session.  he was going to be home alone for several days, since his family was out of town for several days.  This gave Mistress Louise latitude on how She sent Warren home today and She had some special plans that She was confident would break him of his distasteful habit.
    The doorbell rang and Mistress admitted Warren.  “Good afternoon, Mistress.  How are You and thanking You for seeing me?” said Warren as he knelt before Her and kissed his Mistress’ hand.  “Good afternoon, sharon,” replied Mistress, always referring to Warren as sharon to emphasize his submissiveness and sissy tendencies.  “Did you bring your Latex?”  “Yes, Mistress,” he replied with a grin.  “And did your family leave you alone at home for several days, as you anticipated, sharon?”  “Yes, Mistress,” responded sharon.  “Good,” nodded Mistress Louise.  “I have some special plans for you then.”  sharon began to fell the threads of apprehension creep through her.  Hearing Mistress state She had special plans and noticing a unusual demeanor of sternness in his Mistress.
    “Go take off all your silly boy clothes and come back to Me in the discipline room, with not a shred of clothing on,” Mistress instructed.  When sharon returned Mistress immediately fastened wrist and leg cuffs on sharon.  “Now, My sweet, today will be something special and I want to make sure you do not forget it.  To help you remember today, i intend to make your bottom extremely sore.  Then I am going to use the cane to produce large welts that you will feel for at least two days,” taunted his Mistress.  sharon began to tremble and as usual she was unsure if the trembling was from fear or pleasurable anticipation.  At least her pussy was not swelling yet.  That always angered his Mistress.
    Mistress led sharon to the punishment bench and fastened sharon’s wrists and ankles securely to the eyelets on the bench.  Then Mistress fastened a wide strap around sharon’s chest.  The wide strap secured sharon to the bench, making movement impossible.  Again the feelings of apprehension began to creep through sharon.  Mistress only used the chest strap when the beating was to be extreme.  Mistress then announced She was going to warm sharon’s bottom with Her favorite paddle. 
    “I think we’ll start with 50 strokes with this paddle,” She said holding the paddle high.  The first whack followed.  sharon lost count around the 40th whack and the tears began to roll from her eyes.  Mistress concluded the 50 strokes and said, “There, there sharon.  We are just starting to turn a little pink, however, you have a long way to go.  This way I know your bottom will sting at least through the night.  I believe the leather strap I will use next will create some deep bruises.”
    sharon shuddered as the first wave of pain came through her brain from the very first stoke of the strap.  she wanted so desperately to move her bottom away from Mistress, but Mistress had applies the chest strap that keep sharon’s bottom in range.  There was no movement or escaping being firmly bound to the bench.  sharon was just getting ready to cry the dreaded safe word, when her Mistress stopped.
    “My, sharon, I am beginning to like how your bottom is looking.  It is quite red from the paddle.  But, I really like the shine of the deep purple bruises from the strap.  The bruises are just starting to show.  Now, I would like to add a string of welts,” Mistress punctuated Her description.
    Mistress Louise took a strong cane and applied three large welts on each cheek.  Her strokes were carefully aimed to create an artistic chevron pattern.  She stopped each time, just short of breaking the skin.  sharon had screamed with each stroke and was panting in pained exhaustion up until Mistress finished creating Her Masterpiece.  Mistress removed the chest strap just as sharon fell in exhaustion.   Mistress unfastened the wrist and leg restraints from the bench.  “Get up and stop whining,” She commanded.  “Now, I want you to put your diapers and latex panties on, young lady and if you wet them, our pee will add to the pain when it contacts the skin on your sore bottom.  Maybe you will start to think about using the toilet all the time!”  punctuated Mistress Louise.
    “Before we dress you, sharon, I have more thing to do,”  added his Mistress.  sharon began to shudder, it was just the tone of Her voice and the sparkly in Her eye.  “Go get on the medical exam table,” She commanded.  sharon climbed onto the table no trembling unlike before.  Crawling up there was extremely painful.  she was reminded of the swift paddling, strapping and caning she just had received.  Sitting on the medical table made it apparent to sharon just how tender and sore her bottom had become.  Oh no, what was Mistress planning?
    “I do want your nipples very sore when your latex shirt is applied,” announced Mistress.  Again, Mistress took the unusual step of securing sharon’s feet and legs.  She used a heavy wide strap around sharon’s waist.  This secured sharon to the table and prevented any wiggling.  Taking three clothes pins, Mistress pulled the flesh around sharon’s nipples.  Mistress clamped clothes pins around each nipple, squeezing the flesh.  The carefully laid pins would enhance the nipple’s protrusion when laid flat under the shirt.  The pain from the pinching of the clothes pins was severe, but as normal, exotic feelings of pain produced a swelling in her pussy.  Mistress noticed the swelling, but instead of getting angry this time, She just smiled a wicked grin.  Again, sharon felt the stirring of apprehension.
    Having applied the clothes pins to both nipples Mistress Louise took out the electric stimulator and adhered an electrode to each nipple.  “I think a little electro stimulation will begin to make your nipples more tender, sharon,” She taunted.  After varying the power up and down until sharon was starting to whimper in pain, Mistress inserted a ball gag in sharon’s mouth and proceeded to turn the electro stimulator to the level that She knew sharon would be screaming without the gag.  Mistress left the current on the severe level for several minutes, just until She observed beads of sweat forming on sharon’s brow.  Then Mistress graciously removed the electrodes and wiped sharon’s forehead.  “you are going to have quite sore nipples when I am done, My dear.  Oh, I see the swollen pussy is now gone.”  Mistress then began rubbing an emery board across sharon’s left nipple.  The pain on the tender nipple as the skin was abrades was intense.  Mistress stopped rubbing just as the tender skin around the nipple began to show small drops of blood.  Mistress noticed that sharon’s pussy was again swelling form the intense attention to her nipples.  “you really are a slut, sharon,”  remarked Mistress Louise.  “Anytime I do anything to your nipples, you get so horny.”  With that, Mistress began the emery board treatment on sharon’s other nipple.  Satisfied with Her work, Mistress Louise released sharon from the restraints that held her to the exam table and then removed her ball gag.
    “Now then, sharon, what latex things did you bring with you today?”  sharon was so shaky from the caning of her bottom and her sore nipples that she was having trouble answering , but she finally responded, “I brought three pair of rubber panties, my tights with the feet, my leotard, two shirts and my coverall.”  “Very good,” said Mistress Louise, “That is eight items and that will do nicely.”  Again a wave of apprehension filled sharon’s belly as she wondered why Mistress had been counting the number of latex items.
    “sharon,” Mistress declared, “you were quite good over the punishment taken on your bottom and nipples, so I am going to grant you one small privilege.  I am going to put a disposable diaper on you first, under all of your latex.  I know you like diapers,” She said with a wicked grin.  “After your diaper, then you are going to  put on all of your latex, but after putting on each and everyone of your items, you are going to drink a full glass of water and take two Fiber-Con bulk laxative tablets.”
    sharon started to protest.  “That will make my bladder and bowels very full, Mistress.  Please don’t.”
“sharon, I told you that I had special plans for you.  Now, let’s get on with it or I will get the cane!  Remember, I did grant you the privilege of wearing one diaper.  It will absorb some of your pee, but you’ll have to hold most of it.  Now put on your diaper!  And start drinking!”
    sharon put the diaper between her legs and immediately felt the coarse absorbent diaper rub and hurt her bottom.  she fastened the diaper tabs.  Mistress then handed her a glass of water and two fiber tablets.  sharon took the water and tablets and worried what she had gotten herself into.
    After draining the first glass and wondering how she would take seven more, Mistress handed her a pair of rubber panties.  sharon put them on and when she looked up Mistress was standing over her with two more tablets and another big glass of water.  “Drink!” She commanded her.
    After putting on the second pair of panties and drinking the water, Mistress handed her the leotard to put on.  As sharon began to put the top up, Mistress stopped her and squeezed her nipples until a small amount of blood dripped thru the abrades skin.  “These are going to be very sore and the heat and moisture under from the latex will keep them very sensitive, sharon.  Now finishing pulling up your leotard.”  Again water and two fiber tablets.
    Mistress then instructed sharon to put on the tee shirt, her last set of panties, her second shirt and her tights with the feet in them.  Each piece was accompanied by a large glass of water and two fiber pills.  sharon’s bladder was already feeling full and the fiber pills were beginning to swell in her stomach, giving her a queasy felling.  Mistress handed sharon the front zip full cover jump suit as the final garment to put on.  sharon began to put one foot in when Mistress sharply stopped her.  “I want it put on with the zipper in the back,” commanded Mistress Louise.
    “But Mistress,” replied sharon,  “I won’t be able to reach the zipper to get it on or off with the zipper in the back.”
    Mistress grinned and said, “Do as you are told.”  Again a sinking feeling of apprehension spread over sharon.
    When sharon had gotten the jump suit on with the zipper in the back, Mistress handed her the last two pills and glass of water.  She told sharon to turn around while she was finishing up the last glass of water.  Mistress zipped the jump suit closed and then took a long piece of duct tape and covered the zipper, giving special attention to taping the zipper pull securely at the neck with lots of tape.  sharon was staring to worry as her bladder began to ache.  Next, Mistress took a wide leather neck strap and placed it around sharon’s neck, covering the neck of the jump sit and the well taped zipper pull.  Mistress tightened the neck strap with the buckle and place a small pad lock on the buckle.  Now even if sharon could get to the tape and the zipper, it became impossible because it was totally secured under the wide neck band.  Suddenly, sharon realized that she was trapped in all this latex and no one could release her, but Mistress Louise.  The second revelation hit her.  she was locked in layers of latex and could not get out to go to the bathroom.  Just then, her bladder was becoming stretched and strange waves of fullness were moving down through her stomach to her bowel.
    “Pretending to be light hearted, sharon attempted to con Mistress Louise into this just being a good scene she would soon be released from.  “Mistress,” she said, “this really has been fun but i need to start cleaning up to leave.”
    “sharon, you do not seem to understand.  This is not a scene that is over today.  you are going home like you are dressed.  I am tired of you thinking you can just play without consequences.  This time you are going to stay locked in that outfit until I am convinced you will never wet yourself or ask to wear diapers again.  you have choices to make.  you have one diaper that will absorb some liquid so you best hold all you can tonight or you’ll be a soaking mess.  In addition, the fiber pills are going to create a need for a huge bowel movement later tonight or tomorrow morning.  I suggest you hold that because it will really be a big mess inside your latex.  Frankly, I hope I gave you enough water and pills so that your latex becomes filled with your pee and your mess.  Spending a lot of time soaking in yourself may finally teach you to always use the bathroom.  Now get ready to drive home.  you may come back here at 11 AM, tomorrow morning and I will analyze whether you have learned your lesson.  At the time, I may release you and let you clean up or I may decide you need to spend another twelve hours in your messy state.”
    sharon began to protest, “You can’t do this, i will be sore and raw by tomorrow and besides my bottom and nipples really hurt.”  Tears started to well up in sharon’s eyes.
    “If you whine, sharon, it will only make things more difficult for you, tomorrow.  Now get ready and incidentally you are not wearing street clothes over your latex to drive home.  you’ll go just as you are so you best be a careful driver.  Don’t get stopped or in an accident.  And I expect you to drive here tomorrow just like that, No coat or outer garments.  Is that clear?  Be here at 11 AM sharp for your interrogation.”
    sharon was let out of the door and climbed in her car.  For the first time, she understood the true power of her Mistress.  The tears started and she was filled with insecurity and humiliation.  What would happen tomorrow?  And how much pee would fill her latex?  Would the Fiber pills make her go or could she hold it?  How sore would her bottom and nipples get?  Would Mistress release her or not?  Would she ever want to wet herself again?  The questions kept repeating and sharon knew she would not get much sleep tonight.  Maybe she could call Mistress and beg to be released tonight.  No-Mistress had frightened her totally for the first time.  And the tears of humiliation started to flow!
    Warren had to acknowledge to himself for the first time in his adult life, he was not in control.  Until Mistress Louise released him from his latex prison, She would would control his physical comfort, his emotions, his activities, his self-esteem and many of his bodily functions.  The normal joy and stimulation that Warren had felt when wearing latex was giving way to total panic and psychological chaos.  The erotic feelings that Warren got from the moisture and air pockets moving between the latex and his skin were being replaced by irritation.  How much worse would it be, Warren wondered, when the diaper got full and pee started to move around the latex.  And if Warren couldn’t hold his bowels, how much additional discomfort would that cause?  But the panic of losing control was the real problem.  Warren was beginning to fully realize why he was so apprehensive and was beginning to understand the terrible predicament he would face with Mistress Louise in just eighteen hours.  Would he fully give into Mistress to obtain his release?  Would he have any self-esteem or control left.  most importantly, did it really matter or had Mistress Louise finally taught Warren to submit?