Diapered servert.. While your no match for all of us, even ess without your weapon, you DO have a fair amount of skill..I would have you dressed in a diaper and a t-shirt, and allow you use of AN sword, not yours though." She said.
"Are you mad?! Why would I agree to that!?" the young captian yelled
"You'll either be my diapered warroir and servent, or my fool humilated for my amusement.. the choice is yours...Chose wisely.."
Option A: Shit..no real choice here..I'll have to earn her trust and wait for a chance to break free..I'll be her diapered servent.
Option b: Fuck that noise! I'm not going to work for you and there's nothing to can do to make me! (Impending spanking, diapeing and all sorts of humiliation!)
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