Desperate on the Massage Table

Desperate on the Massage Table

Lila is too old to be wetting the bed. But when she falls asleep at the massage parlor, her secret is discovered â€“ and itâ€™s the parlorâ€™s policy to put her in a diaper. Luckily, her masseuse Rachel has a gentle touch, and is more than happy to be her mommy! Warning: this 6,500 word erotic short story contains lesbian watersports, desperation, accidental wetting, diapers, ageplay, public sex, humiliation, and a spoiled little girl; adults only!
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Excerpt:

Rachel relaxed me, working out the knots in my back methodically until I was completely at ease. She was somewhere down around my hips when I felt myself drifting off, I was so mellow. And why not â€“ Iâ€™d wake up refreshed to a new body, free of all my tensions. I closed my eyes and let myself doze off.

But when I woke up again, it was with a start, since I felt my panties slowly getting damp with warm pee. No, no, no â€“ bedwetting was a childhood habit Iâ€™d almost completely outgrown, except for maybe once or twice a year. It was because Iâ€™d picked up a giant iced coffee before coming, and I was too goddamn at ease anyway. I subtly moved my hand to assess the damage: only a dribble yet. Good.

Rachel smiled down at me. â€œHave a nice nap?â€ she chirped, since Iâ€™d obviously jolted myself awake.

I decided not to say anything â€“ my panties would dry, and she should be professional enough to not ask even if she did see them later. â€œUh, yeah, thanks.â€

â€œIt happens to so many of my clients,â€ she went on. â€œI take it as a compliment,â€ she said with a smile.

God, this woman. Anyway, she had her hand resting lightly on my ankle, and I nodded down at her. â€œDo you need me to turn over?â€

â€œPlease.â€ She moved to lift the sheet off my hips to help, but I was quicker, flipping myself over and drawing the sheet over my panties to my boobs. She positioned herself at my head, ready to start over again.

â€œIâ€™ve given you a lot of deep tissue massage today,â€ Rachel told me, pressing her fingers to my collarbone. â€œA bit of work at your pressure points too. So donâ€™t be surprised if youâ€™re a bit sore tomorrow, and be sure to keep hydrated tonight. Oh, in fact, Iâ€™m sorry.â€ She stepped away from the table momentarily to get me a bottle of sparkling water from an iced fountain in the corner. â€œHere you are.â€

My bladder twinged at the thought of anything else to drink. I was holding steady, not going to wet my pants any more than I already had, but with another drink in meâ€¦. â€œThanks,â€ I smiled weakly, cracking it and taking the smallest sip.
Country USA
Author Sofia Bane
Binding Kindle Edition
Format Kindle eBook
IsAdultProduct 1
NumberOfPages 26
PublicationDate 2013-07-28
ReleaseDate 2013-07-28

Country	USA
Author	Sofia Bane
Binding	Kindle Edition
Format	Kindle eBook
IsAdultProduct	1
NumberOfPages	26
PublicationDate	2013-07-28
ReleaseDate	2013-07-28

Desperate on the Massage Table

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