by: Skinphil
skinphil1@yahoo.com
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Part | Prologue | 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | Chapter 9 - Faggot August came, and the 4 set out by mail boat for Southampton. Both couples had a twin berth cabin, but only one berth actually got used. The boat arrived on time in Southampton and the diaper skins leader met the group. His name was "Puddles" and he took them straight to the club to get rid of the luggage. He then left them to their own devices, while he went back to work at the wharf. "What about hitting the diaper shops mates?" Johnnie said "Lets' see what's new in the diaper scene." He was keen to expand his diaper range of products, and to buy diapers to sell at the health club. The diaper skins had received many requests to help supply new and interesting diaper products to the ever-growing number of diaper users in the Island.
After 40 minutes or so, the foursome departed the clubhouse rediapered and sexually refreshed. "Big Mama's" was first port of call. This shop was full of diaper gear for the big baby. As well as a good range of diapers both disposable and reusable, they had a new range of rubber and plastic over pants. Clothing for big baby was also becoming available, and Maud, the owner, made much of it on the premises, so you could order almost anything your heart desired. Johnnie asked about a skin shirt in the diaper skin colours, with an extended length, and buttoned at the base to stop them riding up over the diapers. Maud said she could have them ready for them all in about 10 days. Johnnie also ordered extras in all sizes for the applicants the diaper skins had decided to take on, upon their return. They were similar to a baby's onesies, but had a collar and 4 buttons, short sleeves, and edged on collar and sleeve by the crew colours. The seat area was oversized to accommodate the diapers. Johnnie also ordered several dozen sets of cloth diapers, rubber and the new clear plastic over pants, several dozen cartons of the new style disposable diaper, and a new diaper toy Maud had found, the diaper enema but-plug. This but plug had a tube through it, which went under the crotch, and exited at the front of the diaper, with either a hollow rubber penis, to allow the master to urinate directly into the anus as an enema. Or, the tube could be fitted with a funnel attachment. Johnnie, being willing to try anything new, bought several of these "Urine Enemas", for sale in the health club. A shorter version to exit at the rear of the diaper was not selling as well as the one exiting the front of the diaper, but Johnnie bought a half dozen of the rear style too. Shopping continued at "Rosie's", "Big Daddies" and finally ending at "Fireballs", a fetish shop for all queer fetishes. This store had just gone into skin gear and diapers, and was renowned after a short time for interesting and different fetish outfits. The one thing Johnnie and the crew wanted to try out, was the new rubber skinhead gear. Gerard, the owner, was something of an expert in rubber clothing design and manufacture. He had perfected a new rubber colour similar to faded tie-dye denim, and made jeans from the rubber. He had also made them to look like the skinhead look with the cuffs. He had also made "Fred Perry" look-alike shirt, and could add the colours of most skinhead crews onto the collar and cuffs. Rubber braces were no problem, as was the bomber jacket, but the skinhead arsekicking boots were a problem. To get the correct look, he had to mould the laces on to the front of the boot, as normal laces cut the rubber in a short time. This required a zip in the rear of the boot to give a tight fit. Johnnie tried on the outfit, and had a hard-on well before he had the jeans on, let alone any other piece of the outfit. Once dressed, with the diapers bulging out of the jeans, stretching them to an almost impossible bulge, he tried on the rubber boots. They had a vulcanised sole, with hobnails imbedded into the sole, the moulded front, and a moulded boot top to resemble a rolled work sock. The guys were impressed, and all wanted to try them on. This clothing further enhanced Johnnie's love of rubber. He strutted his stuff, and could feel the sweat pouring down inside the clothing, making him slip and slide inside them. The boots felt great. When he walked on concrete, they sounded like real hobnail boots, only with the typical rubber squelch. From a distance, Johnnie looked the perfect skinhead, but on closer inspection, the shine of well-kept rubber could be seen. "Can you make these jeans with the crutch missing?" Johnnie asked, "So our diapers can be seen being worn, rather than as a bulge in our pants."
Shopping over, they decided to hit the high street for food and beer. Collin suggested a pub near the cinema, as it was skinhead territory, and they were less likely to get into trouble on their first night in Southampton. The pub was packed with workers having their couple of pints before heading home to the wife and kids. There was a rowdy group over near the rear door, which also led to the toilets. After trying on the rubber outfit that afternoon, Johnnie was having trouble with his diaper not sitting right, so decided while Michael was getting the drinks, to go to the toilet and adjust the diaper. As he passed the rowdy group, one of the guys called out "Mama's little baby got to go change his diaper then" and started to suck his thumb in an exaggerated manner. Johnnie did not hesitate, and jumped the bench back separating him from the big mouth, and landed fair on top of him. He started to punch and kick the shit out of him, before his mates could pull him off. Johnnie was out of control, he had seen red, and his blood was super heated. It was several seconds before the others saw what was happening and went to Johnnies aid, but it was too late, "Big Mouths" friends had the advantage, and had grabbed Johnnie and had him on the floor, kicking him from all sides with their workman's hobnail boots. Blood was everywhere, from Johnnie as well as "Big Mouth". The police arrived fairly quickly, and naturally took Johnnie into custody. "Big Mouth" was a well-known local, and was not even questioned. Johnnie was taken to the local watch house, and interned in a cell with 5 other guys. He was held without bail, and sent to prison for 30 days for aggravated assault. Johnnie was gang rapped while in the watch house by the 5 guys over and over again. He was in the watch house for 3 days, and was raped over 40 times. He was also raped and fisted twice by the guards. Johnnie had been gang raped before, during his initiation, and on an occasion at the dungeon during a rape night. But this rape was brutal and vicious, with the use of fists to his face, kidneys and torso. His diapers were still on when the guards threw him into the holding cell, and the seasoned prisoners, being held for re-appearance at the court, knew they had the advantage and numbers. Michael, Collin and Geoffrey tried in vein to get him released, but could not. Johnnies first day in jail after the court appearance, was spent in the prison hospital. The wounds were treated, and then he was moved to a cell with one other cellmate. Faggot was well named. He was a 6' 6" Scot, 26 years old, a dick the size of the Queen Mary's funnel, and an appetite for boy's arse's, that was insatiable. Being locked up with Faggot for 12 hours each day, meant being fucked in every hole for 12 hours a day. Sleep was impossible, as there was always something huge and dripping in his mouth, arse or half way down his throat. After 3 days of this, Johnnie was recovering from the pack rapes, but was fed up of Faggot's insatiable sexual hunger. Johnnie was getting back to his own self again, the angry, arrogant, self assured skin, and decided to teach Faggot a lesson. On the fourth night, Faggot tried his love advances again. This time, Johnnie was waiting for him. Johnnie had been placed in the garbage detail that day, and had managed to smuggle a tin lid back to the cell, hidden inside his boot, under his foot. He had this under his pillow now, waiting for Faggot to try him again. As Faggot forced his penis into Johnnies mouth, Johnnie pulled out the sharp tin lid from under the pillow, and sliced it through Faggots penis. The action was so swift, and so full of hate, and power, the penis came off in Johnnies mouth. Blood poured into Johnnies mouth, and over the bed. Faggot was so shocked; he lay there on top of Johnnie with his mouth open, and a silent scream coming from his eyes, as he saw the blood squirting up towards his face. Then the pain struck, and his scream was horrible, piercing, the loudest Johnnie had ever heard. It was bone chilling, cold, the scream of the dead. Johnnie took the advantage, and pulled the penis from his mouth, and shoved it into Faggots mouth and grabbed his jaws. He made Faggot chew the penis and made him swallow it. Johnnie was determined to make him swallow every piece of the torment he had endured for the last 4 days. Faggot would never fuck him again. The guards ignored the screams, as they occurred every night, coming usually from the young new blood that had entered the prison that day, their experienced cellmate making sure his "Bitch" knew his place in prison society. The guards checked the cells every 30 minutes, giving each cell a cursory glance, not really wanting to see what was happening inside. The inmates continued their sexual pleasures without a change in rhythm, and life went on as usual in Southampton prison. It was 3 hours before Faggot was found bleeding in his cell, Johnnie curled up in bed, sound asleep, the first he had had in 7 days. Faggot was taken to the hospital in Southampton, where they operated on him to tidy up what was left of his genitals. Johnnie had done a good job in removing the giant penis. One testical and a small portion of his scutum were all they had to work with, and it was decided that an operation similar to a sex change was all that could be done, to allow normal bladder use. Faggot returned to the prison after 2 weeks, remaining in the prison hospital for a further 4 weeks. He became someone's "Bitch" within 24 hours of being placed back into the general prison population. As for Johnnie, he received 3 months extra on his original sentence, taking into account that he had been seriously provoked. But nothing changed at the prison, it never does, but for Johnnie. It gave him a reputation not to be messed with, and he was allowed to again wear his diapers, and no one said anything derogatory about his wearing them. His "Bitch" also wore them 24/7 at Johnnies' insistence. After 2 weeks, Johnnie noticed several other inmates wearing diapers also. A smile came to his face. Being a skinhead is not something you do as a hobby or a party trick, it is a life style, a commitment to a culture and a brotherhood. Being a diaper skin is a different way to express one's love of fetish and the brotherhood. Never again will he allow himself to be taken over by others. Part | Prologue | 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 |
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Young Master
by: Skinphil
skinphil1@yahoo.com