He stood nervously in front of Nanny, hopping from foot to foot, his face bright red with embarrassment as she sat grim faced looking up at him.

He was unable to meet her eyes as she leant forward and barked 'SKIRTS'

He immediately gathered and then lifted the hem of his short bouncy satin dress and the six layers of petticoats, the first finger and thumb of each hand gripping tightly to ensure he didn't drop them. He knew if he did it would annoy Nanny even more than she already was. He gave his hands a quick glance to check that the little finger of both hands were pointing upwards as he had been taught. The frilly petticoats and the frilled hem of his short skirt were pulled up to his face so that they tickled his nose, but he dared not move as he awaited her next instructions.

His plastic panties were now in full view allowing her total access to carry out her knicker inspection, something she did regularly during the day without warning.

'I'm going to check your nappy now babykins, and I hope for your sake that you have managed to behave yourself for a change', she warned, as he felt his face grow redder still. TURN, she instructed, and he tottered around so he was now facing away allowing her access to the small padlock which fixed and locked the silver chain securing his knickers in place. Once he was locked inside them, only Nanny could remove them.

TURN, she said once more and watched with a small smile of satisfaction on her face, as he turned using a series of tiny little steps as he had been taught so that he was facing her once more, the frock and petticoats still held up tightly under his nose.

Looking deep into his eyes, savouring his obvious discomfort and humiliation, she slowly slid his pants down over the nappy and left them dangling around his knees. 'Don't let them fall to your ankles', she warned, before removing the pins which held his nappy in place. A small whimper escaped from his lips as she pulled back the nappy and looked inside.

He went weak at the knees as he heard her 'Tut Tuting' as she sat back, holding the soiled nappy in her hands with a look of complete disgust on her face.

'Whatever am I going to do with you, babykins', she asked.

I, I, I'm sorry Nanny, he whined, I, I couldn't help it, he half sobbed, his voice finally breaking as tears started to run silently down his cheeks.

No, you never can. You can't control your pathetic little urges can you babykins, she taunted as she stood and rubbed the sticky nappy over his face watching as he first flinched but then stood and accepted her punishment.

I warned you what would happen if you continued with this naughtiness didn't I, she said as she removed the nappy from his face.

Y-yes Nanny, I'm sorry nanny, he sobbed, his legs turning to jelly as he became more fearful.

'Stand still Babykins, and don't let your knickers fall to your ankles', she warned as she walked over to the phone and started dialling.

'Oh Jane darling, is that you', she said into the phone as she walked back to face him. She laughed into the phone, yes he has, the naughty little boy. I warned him what would happen but it didn't help I think he has something he wants to ask you, don't you babykins, she said grimly as she held the phone to his ear.

He was struggling to hold himself together as he heard his 'auntie' Janes voice taunting him down the phone.

Oh dear babykins have you been a naughty baby again, she teased down the phone, enjoying his discomfort, hearing his quiet sobs as he stood grizzling down the phone.

Yes Auntie Jane, I, I'm sorry Auntie Jane, he sobbed.

Oh dear Oh dear, she said mockingly, enjoying his discomfort, and have you got something you want to ask me babykins, she asked with a laugh.

He screwed his eyes closed as he swallowed hard, only to open them again quickly when Nanny gave him a hard slap across the back of his legs. P-please Auntie Jane, he sobbed, looking pleadingly into his Nannies eyes for some kind of help. She just brought her hand down harder this time across his bare thighs, and then again as he cried out.

He tried to control his mounting fear as he sobbed into the phone. P- please Auntie Jane, please will you come and bring my baby trainer so I can put it on for Nanny. His sobs filled the room as he stood shaking, his humiliation nearly complete. He was just about to hand over complete control to these two women who already controlled much of his life, and it was all of his own making. He had asked, no, begged them to teach him to be a good boy for them and when they had told him they wanted a little pansy girlie, he agreed. When they then said they wanted him to be their little baby girl, once again he had agreed. Now they wanted even more, they wanted to control him completely and had convinced him that the only way he could ever learn to behave would be to remove all of the little 'distractions' in his life, so that he could concentrate solely on being good for them.

Now Auntie Jane was coming round to fit him into his chastity device, or Baby Trainer as she liked to call it! Once they had him in that then he wouldn't even have any little pleasures to look forward to anymore.

He looked up to see Nanny grinning at him, 'Oh dear babykins, it looks like you've let your knickers fall down to your ankles. I warned you what would happen if you did didn't I? She said as she patted her lap. Over you come.

When Auntie Jane finally arrived with the baby trainer, all she could hear was the rhythmic sound of bare flesh being slapped and the cries of a not so little baby girl ringing though the house!

Jane watched with a grin on her face as her friend Susan completed the punishment and held her baby down across her lap while she chided him like he was indeed a real baby. Between his sobs he was answering her as the tears ran down his cheeks.

You see now why you must be put into the baby trainer don't you babykins?

(Yeth Nanny)

It's all for your own good isn't it little girl?

(Yeth Nanny)

You just can't behave yourself can you?

(No Nanny)

You need Nanny and Auntie Jane to take complete control don't you?

(Yeth Nanny)

You need to learn some self-control and self-discipline and Auntie Jane and I will teach you little man. You'll learn the true meaning of control won't you?

(Yeth Nanny, sob, sob)

Up you get then she said as he slid off her plastic aproned lap.

On his knees he turned to face a grinning Auntie Jane who was enjoying the spectacle of him grovelling at her feet, his dress raised and his knickers around his ankles as he sobbed uncontrollably. Letting her head drop to one side she grinned down at him as she then took his chin in her manicured hand.

Does babykins have something to ask his Auntie Jane then, she asked in a mocking voice, as if she was talking to a young child.

He nodded silently, his eyes pleading with her as he half whispered, half sobbed the words he had been taught to say for this special occasion. P- please Auntie Jane, please can you put me into my baby trainer I want to learn to be a good lickle baby for Nanny.

She laughed as she held it out in her hand. I have a much better idea babykins. To prove just how much you need to be under our control, why don't you put it on for yourself? Show us just what a good little boy you can be for us, she said as she held it out for him grinning into his crimson face.

Nanny sat further forward in her chair, watching and smiling encouragingly at him. Oh that's a lovely idea Auntie Jane, she laughed. Come on babykins pop it on and show us what a good boy you can be for us.

He looked from one to the other as he took the small wire cage in is hand, a shudder of fear running through his body. Once they had him in this he would be completely dependent on them for any release. It would be exciting he thought and it was what they obviously wanted. They had promised it would only be for a couple of days after all. Part of him wanted to give himself to them but he was still frightened and sensing his fear, Auntie Jane slipped her hands around his waist and sat him back on to her lap.

'Here, why don't I help you on with it babykins?' she whispered in his ear with a sexy little giggle. You're going to look so lovely and helpless for us when it's on, that is what you want isn't darling, to be Nannies big helpless baby.

He nodded silently as she fixed it over his little baby cock before threading the small padlock in place.

'There', she said, giggling again as she handed him the tiny key which was attached to a gold chain. Now all you have to do is lock it on and give Nanny the key like a good boy.

He took the key and chain, and with a shaking hand looked over to Nanny who was grinning at him, willing him to lock himself into the training device, knowing that once he was locked in that he would be completely at their mercy.

They told him to imagine what it would be like, how exciting it would be to be locked into the trainer. Just think of how amazing it will be when it comes off and are allowed your little treat, they had teased.

He looked at Auntie Jane who smiled encouragingly at him, then to Nanny who did the same. He was frightened but excited at the same time. A small whimper escaped from his mouth as he slowly turned the key, locking himself into the trainer. Neither woman spoke as he sat on Auntie Janes lap holding the key and chain in his shaking hand.

He looked around at Auntie Jane once more and she smiled and said, Good boy, now take the key and fit the chain around Nannies neck, and don't forget to ask her nicely to look after it for you.

Snivelling like a real baby he slid off her lap and crossed to where Nanny was sitting. Please Nanny, will you look after my baby trainer key? I need you take control of my little baby willy Nanny, he sobbed as he slid the chain over her head.

She grinned wickedly at him, 'of course I will babykins. Now off you go into your playpen while Auntie Jane and I have a nice chat. In you go, play with your dollies like a good little girlie.