You decide to pound on the door to get your mother's attention.
"HEY!" You yell, beating on the door with your fists. "Come on, Mom! What's going on! Lemme out of here!"
You continue pounding on the door and screaming, harder and louder, until finally, you stop, when you hear the door lock turn. You step back from the door, and watch it open.
"Mo-" Your words are cut short though, as the door opens, revealing not your mother, but a complete stranger. She's tall, large, built, strong, and busty. She looks to be about 45 to 50, significantly older than your own mother, with a powerful, stern, face, and her blondish, grey, hair, tied back in a tight bun. She is standing there, staring down at you, with her arms crossed, and a displeased look on her face.
"Your mother is no longer hear, Baby Boy! And this sort of behavior is cleary JUST the sort of reason why she sent me over hear to discipline you! How childish and immature of you to pound on the door, and scream like a little baby!"
"But, I n-"
You were trying to explain about your need to pee pee, (which has only gotten worse, as you've been forced to stand here, the last few minutes,), but were cut off by a firm finger to your lips.
"No Buts, Young Man, except for the one, Nanny is about to warm, if you keep acting up. Now, back to bed with you. Nanny knows what you need. You just lie back down and suck your paci, while Nanny goes and warms you up a nice, warm, bottle of milk."
You truely aren't sure what to do. You are totally shocked and upalled that your mother has hired this....matron, to teach you discipline, and to make matter worse, said matron had put you in diapers like a baby! Your furious, but at the same time, quite intimidated by this lady; she's clearly large and in charge. Could you even take her? Is there any way you would be able to get past her, if you TRIED??