Sneak off to the toilet.

You know that Tanya expects you to use your diapers but, with her and Sarah in the kitchen, you decide that you can get away with avoiding that for now.

You get up and quietly make your way down the hall to the toilet. You close the door, careful to not make a sound, and then try to pull your diaper down.

It doesn't budge. You have to untape it. The tapes make a ripping noise that seems really loud to you. You hope that Sarah and Tanya can't hear it.

Once you've emptied your bladder, you tape the diaper back on the best you can. You don't do a particularly good job and worry that the women might be able to tell that you'd taken it off.

Then you realise your next problem. You have to flush the toilet. There's no way to do that silently. You push the button in carefully, hoping it won't be too loud but you are disappointed.

With a sigh, you quickly head to the bathroom to wash your hands, knowing that you've been caught.

Tanya and Sarah are waiting for you when you return to the living room.

"You knew the rules." Tanya says sternly. "The toilet was off limits."

"I'm sorry." You say. "I won't use it again."

"Sorry isn't good enough." Tanya replies. "You need to be punished."

"Punished?" You don't like the sound of that. "How?"

"I'll be nice. I'll let you choose." She says. "A bare-bottom spanking or you let us treat you like a baby for the rest of the weekend."