A stark warning

The screen came to life, showing Gloria wearing revealing purple lingerie, lying back on our bed, rubbing her pussy and moaning.

"Uh, fuck," she moaned, then looked straight at the camera and licked her fingers. "Oh, hello babe. If all has gone to plan, you're watching this video with me in our bedroom and I've revealed my big secret to you. Now, I don't know exactly what I've told you or what questions you've asked me. I know that by this stage you will have met a couple of my clients and you might even have seen them fucking me, right here on our bed. Was I good for them, baby? Did you like watching them fuck me like the dirty pervert I know you really are? What was it like seeing another man's cock inside me? I bet you loved it, didn't you? I hope you did."

At this point I realised the camera had been moving around our bed and steadily zooming in; it wasn't a static camera, there was someone in the room recording this video for Gloria. The camera had been wobbling slightly throughout - it seemed the camera operator was only using one hand for the camera, and their other hand was maybe busy doing something else.

"I'm pretty sure I will have enjoyed myself," Gloria on the screen continued, "and you want me to be happy, don't, you, baby? I'm an absolute sucker for a good, hard cock," she said, shifting closer to the screen. The camera then panned down, pausing briefly at her enormous tits barely contained by the tight, revealing lingerie, then continuing to show the cameraman's hard cock, his other hand stroking it before the top of Gloria's head filled the screen as she took his cock in her mouth before looking back up at the camera while she sucked on it for a few seconds before releasing his cock, a strand of pre-cum still linking it to her lips.

"Mmm, delicious," she purred. "So now you know who I am, darling. I'm an insatiable cock-hungry whore who rents out her body for a living. And that's who I've been all along, since before you met me. Now you're going to cut to the next scene while I suck this cock right here."

Sure enough, the scene changed. There was Gloria's father Peter, dressed in an expensive looking suit and sitting behind a huge, plush walnut desk in a well-appointed office. He looked straight at the camera and smiled.

"Hello Brad," he said, still smiling. "When you and I met, I told you I ran a large multinational business. I told you that the business had been in my family for generations; I inherited it from my father, and he inherited it from his, and so on. My group of companies has significant heritage going back at least 200 years, maybe more - the records are a little sketchy as you might imagine, because for obvious reasons secrecy and discretion have always been key. Over that time, we have established ourselves with some friends in very high places."

As he spoke, newspaper and TV reports of various sex scandals appeared on the screen, often involving high profile politicians and other influential people. I remembered seeing some of the scandals in the news.

"These are just the ones that got found out and made the headlines, often because we wanted them to," explained Peter on the screen. "Our tentacles run much deeper and much broader than that. Politicians, entertainment stars, journalists, judges, lawyers, entire police forces, military leaders, prison governors and wardens, business people including high flying executives in almost any large company you care to name... we know them all, they use our services and we influence their decisions. I hope you enjoy this little video that Gloria has made for you, Brad and I'm sure you will, so forgive me for starting it with this important warning." Peter looked sternly at the camera now, and I felt a chill of fright run down my spine. My need to shit suddenly became a bit more urgent too.

"I have friends everywhere, Brad," said Peter, chillingly. "By letting Gloria reveal this to you, we are placing our confidence in you. And if you dare fuck with me, my daughter or our business, you will experience pain and anguish the like you never dreamed possible and you will regret it for the rest of your miserable life. There's no backing out, Brad. You are married to Gloria and you will stay married to her and make her happy, and let her have her fun."

"Oh fuck," I said, the pressure in my bowels insistent now. I pushed my padded butt off the seat of the chair and barely needed to push as the first turd made its **** bid for freedom, but it only got so far until it was stopped in its tracks by the thick nappy. Gloria saw what I was doing and paused the video, a look of delight on her face.

"Oh, good boy," she said. "Now push it all out, go on!" I pushed again, winning against the resistance of the nappy and the rigidity of the turd, feeling it squash against the surface and spread out around my butt. It felt hot and sort of prickly against my skin.

"Uh," I grunted with the effort, feeling there was more to come. The second turd was softer but had more resistance to cope with from the lump of shit that was already there. The relief, and the sensation, felt amazing though. "Oh fuck, that feels good," I said.

"Just wait until you sit back down on it," replied Gloria, coming over for a closer look. "Oh fuck, it stinks too, even through the nappy. You're a fucking disgusting, shitty, stinky pervert, aren't you, baby? But you're my fucking disgusting shitty pervert and I love you. Now sit down so I can take these handcuffs off."

I dutifully sat slowly back down, feeling the shit squashing and spreading around my arse all the more. Some of it spread upwards towards my back, and some downwards towards my genitals where it combined with the load Gloria had dumped there earlier. Meanwhile Gloria finally undid the handcuffs and I was free.

"You're going to be a good boy now, aren't you?" she asked, moving a few steps away, a flicker of anxiety in her face as if she was worried I would attack her or something now that I had the freedom to do so. But she had nothing to worry about.

"Yes mummy," I said to her, gingerly standing up. I was wobbly on my legs, having been sitting there for so long. I tried to walk towards her; the nappy crinkled loudly with every step and the combination of padding and shit between my legs, combined with my wobbliness from sitting still too long, meant I could only waddle like a very unsteady toddler. I had to laugh at my predicament, and she chuckled too as I lurched unsteadily towards her, pulling her into a hug, loving the feel of her naked tits against my chest even if they did have other men's cum encrusted on them.

"Oh, you big, dirty baby," she giggled. "Now you can do anything you want with me. But remember, the first fuck is a nappy-on fuck. And you need to watch the rest of the video." Her hands were on the bulge at the rear of my nappy.

"Wow, you really have properly filled this thing," she said, sounding genuinely impressed. "It's got my piss, your piss, my shit, and now your big shit, and soon you're going to make cummies for me," she said. "Let's lie on the bed together and watch the rest of my special movie. Then I'm yours all night long."

We settled on the bed, the mess in my crinkly nappy swilling around with every movement. Gloria kissed my cheek.

"I'm so proud of you babe, taking all this so well. I really do love you so much," she said.

I looked down at my bulging full nappy, at her cum-leaking pussy, at her encrusted tits, at the video on the screen. "Well I certainly didn't predict any of this," I chuckled, "but we're having fun, right?"

"Oh yeah. And now you're going to see more of the fun I've been having." She pressed play on the remote again.