"It's been less than an hour since I put him in these nappies," Margaery declares, giving your padding a light pat, "I think he can wait a while longer before we change him again."
The other ladies seem to agree. You do not complain about being stuck in your creamy diapers. It's still far better than being left in them after using them for either of their traditional uses. The concept of having to sit in your own piss or shit for hours does not appeal to you in the slightest.
"Now, then," Queen Margaery announces, "It is time for Brynden's bath. Brienne, if you would...?"
"As you say, Your Grace," says the tall blond knight.
Lady Catelyn gently pulls you off her lap and sets you back down on your bed. Then she gets back to her feet, and Mira and Sera help the Lady of Winterfell put her top and cloak back on. You find yourself staring at Catelyn Stark's breasts right up until the moment they are back behind her bodice.
Brienne then approaches you with a basin.of hot water, a washcloth, a bottle of liquid soap, and a bottle of perfume. She begins to wash your body.
You lie perfectly still and watch Brienne as she wets the washcloth in the basin, wrings it out, and applies a bit of liquid soap and perfume. Then she starts scrubbing your bare chest. She is firm but gentle.
As Brienne cleans you, a sudden thought enters your mind. You turn to Lady Catelyn and ask nervously "King Robb won't ever know of this, will he?"
"Only if you want me to tell him, my dear," Lady Catelyn assures you. You cannot imagine WHY you would want the King of the North to know that his mother had breastfed another boy and rubbed that same boy to an orgasm. At least you are assured that this will be kept secret.
Once Brienne has washed the front of your torso, she moves on to your arms and legs. She carefully raises your limbs up one at a time, and then she scrubs each one thoroughly. The sensation is heavenly, as though she is wiping away all the strain in your muscles with the dirt and grime.
Lady Catelyn, Queen Margaery, Mira, and Sera just stand idly by and observe while the tallest of their group washes you. You are still quite tired after having such an intense climax. Even so, you are fully capable of enjoying the experience of being washed by a lady's hand.
After your arms and legs are clean, Lady Brienne picks you up and carefully rolls you onto your stomach. Then she proceeds to wash your back. You let out a sigh of contentment as the washcloth is pressed against your skin. It nearly brings you into a state of utter bliss.
While you are lying on your stomach, you feel someone sneak a few pats on your diapered bottom. You are not certain who it is, but based on the small hands and delicate touch, it would have to be either Mira or Sera. When you hear the handmaids giggle, that would seem to confirm your suspicions. You do not mind; they can touch your bottom all they'd like.
When your back is done, Lady Brienne rolls you over again so that you are facing upward. She tells you to close your eyes, and then she washes your face. Her hands caress you lovingly, as though she was an actual mother tending to her child. When she is done, she places a soft kiss on your forehead.
The only part of you that Lady Brienne did not wash is your private area. However, since Queen Margaery already wiped and powdered your crotch and bottom earlier when she changed your diapers, it would be unnecessary for Lady Brienne to attend to that just yet.
Anyway, every other part of you is now clean and smelling of flowers, which you attribute to the perfume. It is a nice scent; it helps to mask the lingering scent of horse you had from riding Aerion for so long.
You wonder how long this unusual yet wonderful treatment will go on for. You also wonder what else these five lovely ladies have planned for you, as well as where your relationships with them might head.
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