Victoria slowly peeled Alexa’s clothes off, removing her bra. Alexa was left standing in the middle of the conference room in only a soaked diaper, her small nipples on display as Victoria continued taking pictures.
“Lay down on the table,” Victoria said.
Alexa reluctantly cooperated. Victoria pulled Alexa’s legs up, pushing her knees back. She ripped the tapes off of Alexa’s diaper and pulled it down, continuing to take pictures as she did. Alexa laid naked on the table, her bare crotch on display with a faint rash on her privates. “P-please,” Alexa cried. “D-don’t.”
Victoria pulled out a package of baby wipes and began pulling at Alexa’s feet, touching the cold wet wipe to her crotch, wiping front to back as she did.
Alexa shivered, praying for it to end. Victoria took a canister of baby powder and sprinkled it all over Alexa’s crotch and bottom. “Wait till Mark sees this,” Victoria said. “I trust you’ll behave. Wouldn’t want these getting out there.”
Victoria pulled the wet diaper out from under Alexa’s bottom, tossing it in the trash as she pulled out a brand new, diaper decorated with pink rattles and baby bottles. She folded the diaper between Alexa’s naked legs and pulled the tapes shut.
She let Alexa off of the table, the diaper crinkling loudly as she did.
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