You jump in surprise and fear, as you see the door open.
Please don't let anyone see me like this! you think, almost wetting your pants, just from the situation.
You see a large, busty, matronly looking woman walk in. She looks to be about 50, and seems to be large and in charge. Her grey is her black hair is in a tight bun. Otherwise, she wears an outfit like a 50s maid.
"Hello there," she says, walking right up to you.
"Who are you?" You ask, shakingly. She slaps you right in the face.
"I am the Matron of this house, but you will call me Madom. Your new name will be Missy. Now, it is far past time for you to be going and meeting Sir. However, he likes his new girls to start off with wet diapers for him to change."
All of a sudden, without warning, she grabs your shoulder with one hand, then reaches up under your dress, and sticks a finger up inside your diaper.
"Hey! You protest," but she ignores you, holding you firmly with her hand while the other wiggles around your crotch.
"Shameful! Sir will not be happy if I send you to him in a dry diaper. Now, will you be able to wet on your one, or shall I assist you?"
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