An English Tale; Christopher the Live-In Boyfriend Summary: A teenage lad is held prisoner by his girlfriend and made to wear nappies. Christopher was on the local bus going to his girlfriend's flat. Something he did most days after work. Little did he know this was the last day he would go there, and never leave. Christopher is short for a seventeen year old, he is into clubbing, girls and the odd joint! His girlfriend is a lonely person and quite clingy in a subtle way. Basically she is a psycho! A few weeks before the day I'm about to tell you about she decided Christopher would move in with her. Whether he liked it or not! She had a spare bedroom at the back of her flat with a built-in cupboard you could walk into. It was quite big, big enough to put a bed in anyway. Christopher's girlfriend is called Donna. Donna decided to look for new furniture for Christopher. Not the kind of furniture you're probably thinking of, though. She found a website which specialised in making fetish equipment. Including cages, chains etc. She didn't need a cage though, she could use the cupboard as a cage, all she needed was bars for the front of the cupboard. Donna didn't waste any time in ordering the equipment. As well as the bars she ordered two pairs of chains and a bed similar to the ones you see in prisons. She also ordered a couple of ball gags, you never know when Christopher might need shutting up! One day a man came around and bought the bed in, soldered the chains to the floor and fitted the bars in. The man didn't enquire what she was using it for, after all, he did own a fetish website! Now that Donna had a place for Christopher to stay, she needed to think about practicalities for her live-in boyfriend. She went out one day and bought toiletries and adult disposable nappies from a pharmacist. Donna bought everything home and worked out how the new arrangement would work. She worked out what time Christopher would wake, go to sleep, eat, be cleaned and how he would be entertained. She got an old chest of drawers and a spare TV she had and put them in the cage, the TV going on top of the chest. Fortunately the drawers had key locks so Donna could keep the nappies, gags and anything else in there without Christopher getting into it. Donna connected the TV to an extension cord, there was no plug socket in the cupboard and this way she could control everything Christopher did, including when the TV had to be turned off. Donna set a day in which Christopher would move in. She got hold of a few sleeping pills off a mate and invited Christopher round. Christopher got off the bus and rang the intercom to Donna's flat. Donna let him in and he went to the front door. Donna let him in and he sat down in the sitting room. Meanwhile Donna made them both a cup of tea. Little Did Christopher know that Donna was putting sleeping pills into his tea. She bought it in and gave it to him. Christopher and Donna held hands watching TV. They had the usual day- to-day banter. A few minutes later Christopher said he felt unwell, a bit drowsy. Donna was getting excited, finally she could put Christopher in his cage. Donna told Christopher he was probably tired but Christopher knew something was wrong. Donna told him to lie down in her bedroom, she'd locked the spare bedroom so he couldn't go in there and see the cage. Sure enough eventually he fell asleep on Donna's bed. Something he did a lot. Donna calmly finished her tea, switched the TV off and went into her bedroom. There was Christopher, fast asleep and looking cute. Donna wasted no time in dragging Christopher to the spare bedroom, she unlocked the door and dragged him in, locking the door behind her. She started stripping her boyfriend naked and left him on the floor. The cupboard still had the original white wooden doors on, so the cage was hidden. She went inside the cage and got a nappy from the drawer, she then proceeded to open it up from its flat pack status and leave it on the floor. She put Christopher on top of the nappy. She fastened the tabs at the side and had a look at her handy work. Christopher looked so cute in his nappy. It was the thickest, snuggest and crinkliest nappy you'd ever seen. Even the slightest move would make it rustle. Donna then dragged Christopher into the cage and put him on the bed. She chained Christopher's legs and hands up. The hand chains weren't a permanent measure, just enough to hold him down until he had gotten used to his new digs! She then put a ball gag in Christopher's mouth and fastened it up around his head. Donna left him to sleep the drugs off; she locked the cage and shut the wooden doors, locking them, too. The cage was in total blackness, it smelt fusty, not a very nice thing to wake up to. Four hours later Donna heard chains rattling, grunting and banging. She rushed to the bedroom door, unlocked it and eventually getting into the cage. As the doors opened Christopher was blinded by the blast of light, he was shouting under his gag and pulling his arms and legs. His nappy crinkled. Why was this happening? Had he been kidnapped? He was surprised to see Donna come into the cage smiling. She sat on the bed and stroked Christopher's head. She told him to calm down and explained the new arrangement. Over time he calmed down, although he was still breathing heavily from the shock of it all. Donna took his gag off, he pleaded with Donna, asked her what she was doing and why. Christopher suddenly saw his girlfriend in her true light, she was a psycho! He asked why he was wearing a nappy, Donna reminded him he had everything he needed to live in the cage. Christopher started crying and his erect penis started bulging through his nappy. Donna stoked his hard penis through the nappy, the nappy rustled and made Christopher more excited. Donna kept stroking him and they started kissing. Christopher was in a state of confusion and despair and in the moment of it all he started accepting Donna's advances, eventually Christopher ejaculated in his nappy, they both heard the cum hit the nappy several times. Christopher was embarrassed, he suddenly fell back to reality, maybe this was a sex game Donna was playing. He enquired but Donna assured him it wasn't. Donna said she would leave the wooden doors open while Christopher got used to being in the cage, she assured him the hand chains would come off but the legs chains were a permanent fixture. Christopher had a cry while he was alone, He thought about shouting but knew no one would hear. Christopher was dying for a wee. He shouted for Donna and asked if he could go to the toilet. Donna was surprised and started getting angry, Christopher relented and agreed to use his nappy, he was getting really scared of Donna, he didn't know what else she was capable of. Donna left Christopher alone again while he had a wee. Or tried to at least. He couldn't go to the toilet. This didn't feel right to him. He tried to relax but his pounding heart and his breathing made him more anxious. Eventually Christopher wet his nappy, he felt and saw the yellow patch grow and get warm on his nappy. It wasn't as bad as he thought it was. Christopher breathed a sigh of relief, he called Donna in. While he was waiting he suddenly felt stupid, he was calling his girlfriend in to change his nappy. He was seventeen and was being treated like a baby, but even babies aren't locked in cages. He asked if he would have his nappy changed. Donna said she would only change them once a day when he had soiled his nappy both ways. She suggested Christopher use his nappy first thing in the morning when he woke up. Christopher pleaded to have his nappy changed, he felt pathetic but had no choice. Donna refused and Christopher realised he would have to wait until the morning. Unfortunately Christopher was having one of those days when your guts repeatedly let you know you need a poo. He farted repeatedly and eventually he just soiled himself. He filled his nappy and it was bad! It was all warm. Christopher spent the rest of that day smelling his own poo and lying on his side. Donna fed him a couple of times, left a packet of cigarettes for him to smoke and spent a few hours talking to Christopher about why she was doing this to him. She unplugged his TV at ten pm and told him to go to bed. She locked the cage up and shut the doors. He was in total darkness when he heard the bedroom door lock. Christopher hardly slept that night, the smell was one reason but the fact he was chained up in cage was another good reason. He eventually fell asleep early in the morning only to be awoken at eight thirty. He had a cigarette, a cup of coffee and something to eat. Donna undid Christopher's hand chains. He thanked Donna. She told him to get on his hands and knees and face the wall. She put a towel underneath him and began taking the nappy off. She cleaned Christopher up. Christopher was boiling red with humiliation, after all his girlfriend was wiping his soiled bum. Donna got a fresh nappy out of the drawer and began putting it on Christopher, he got an erection again so before she fastened it up they had sex. A few weeks later Donna decided that she would let Christopher out of the cage once a week for a bath. He would be blindfolded, legs and hands handcuffed, a dog chain put around his neck and he would be led to the bathroom. He would be put in the bath and his hands would be handcuffed to the metal hand rails either side of the bath. If Donna ever had guests around Christopher would have his hands chained up and be gagged. The stereo would be on to drown out any noise Christopher made. And that's how Christopher lived. Somehow he got used to the situation and accepted it. His parents didn't know he had a girlfriend and that he went round to visit, no one knew what had happened to him. Surely someday Donna would let him go... right?