(Diaper) kidnap Fiction
Non Con stories of boys, being forced into a (diapered) life of bondage.
Part One: https://mg83.bdsmlr.com/post/352581543
'Well, well. What do we have here?' The guard snickered as he lifted the lid of the small box and saw the folded figure inside. The figure frantically tried to move, though its bonds easily kept him secure. The guard's grin got wider and checked the label that was stuck to the lid.
'Ah, I see you've had a long journey, Liam.' he said, reading the label's details. 'I know, I know,' he laughed as the boy's struggles got even more furious. 'Our National Mail Service isn't the quickest, I have to confess. You've been travelling in this box for a few days now, haven't you? I see here you have been stranded at one of the sorting depot for several hours. That must have been quite uncomfortable, didn't it? sealed in your rubber suit, covered in layers of tape, locked in this box...' The guard's smiled as Liam's struggling ceased and he could hear soft sobs come from underneath the gas mask. '...but it is the cheapest way to move our criminals around the country.' the guard carefully cut away the tape covering the boy's buttocks and attached a small hose to a plastic nozzle, sticking through the suit. He flipped a switch and watched as the brown liquid rushed through the tube and into a drain.
'Yes, I know that these enemas are uncomfortable,' he said as Liam moaned and groaned. 'I mean, almost a gallon up your bowels can't feel great. Especially with that plug sealing your exit tight. But it is for the best. We want you nice and clean for your trial!' He paused for a moment when Liam squealed loudly, as clean water was pumped back into the boy. 'It starts tomorrow, but don't expect a long one. I'm told I don't even need to take you out of the box. After I've filled you up again, I'm to take you down to storage, where you'll stay for the night. In the morning, they'll collect you and start your trial and tomorrow afternoon, I'll be posting you to the prison where you'll start your sentence. See you then!' And with the last drops entering the sobbing boy's butt, the guard removed the tube and replaced the lid, locking the clamps that held it closed.
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