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?

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