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The woman who would only introduce herself as ‘The Classifier’ smiled down at her. She looked at Chloe from every angle possible. She poked and prodded her and patted her padded bum, getting a fresh blush out of Chloe at yet another stranger seeing her dressed in nothing but a diaper. She despised the fact that somehow at the age of 24, that was becoming her new normal.

“Oh I know, ‘The Classifier’.” The woman said in a dramatic voice. “It’s a silly nickname that the other workers here came up with, but it stuck. After all, it’s what I’m here for. Just for little girls like you. To make sure that you end up exactly where you’re supposed to be. What was this one again? A model? Oh, that’s just adorable.” The woman, The Classifier as she and supposedly others called her, didn’t really expect responses from Chloe for any of her questions. She was just talking mostly to herself and occasionally Tina or Tori who just smiled and nodded while they watched the proceedings go down.

As far as Chloe could tell, this woman was obviously another worker and one that new victims of this crazy place were brought to see not long after they’d arrived. How many people had this place taken? And why??

The room they were in seemed fairly normal, like a regular apartment almost compared to what else she’d seen in this building so far, but the obvious sign that something was very wrong was that there were cameras everywhere. Dozens along the ceiling, a couple on the walls. Watching Chloe’s every move, from every angle they could. It almost felt like the sets that she always worked on while she was doing modeling jobs, but with a more sinister air to it.

After a few minutes of using a camera she was holding to take multiple personal photos of Chloe’s face and body and anything else she wanted, the woman put the electronic down and pulled Chloe up to her feet.

“Alright sweetie,” The woman said in a surprisingly maternal voice that reminded Chloe of Sandra. “It’s time to put one of my toys on you. If you’re a good girl you won’t have to wear it for very long. Okay?”

Chloe could only stand there frozen as the woman pulled out a large silver and black thing made of metal. She couldn’t tell what it was until the woman, The Classifier, pulled the object down and slid it around Chloe’s crotch and pulled the tight metal pieces up and in between her legs. She could hear one or two clicks as the woman tightened the strange thing over her diaper. It wasn’t until the woman pulled out a set of keys and actually slid the key into a keyhole on the metal device that Chloe realized what it was. A chastity belt! Chloe’s jaw dropped in shock as she heard the belt’s final click as the woman locked it up tight around her crotch, the diaper now pressed even more tightly against her than it had been before.

“There we go.” The woman said as she took a step back, admiring her work. “How does that feel sweetheart?”

Chloe was practically sputtering with anger as her wide eyes locked with the smiling blonde woman’s. “How’s it feel?? How’s it FEEL?! It feels like a fucking chastity device you crazy bitch! Get this thing off of me!” Chloe clawed at the locks, trying to force the metal thing off of her, even though she was well aware it wouldn’t work.

The woman frowned at her and let out a small sigh as Chloe struggled. Shaking her head she said, “My goodness, what a mouth on this one.” She glanced over at the twins who were both chuckling and rolling their eyes. “You two sure have got yourselves a character here don’t ya?” She turned her attention back to Chloe. “But good girls don’t talk like that.”

Before Chloe could almost comprehend what was happening, the woman grabbed her somewhat painfully by the arm and dragged her over to a large bed in the room. She sat down on it and pulled the squirming kicking Chloe over her lap.

Chloe screamed out angrily as the woman carelessly started spanking her padded bottom very hard, something Chloe had a bad feeling she’d done at least a hundred times before to different people. It didn’t take long before the padded girl was in full on tears. She’d never been full on spanked before and the mixture of the pain and humiliation of the situation had her in tears almost immediately. Chloe knew she hadn’t spanked Brook half as hard as this when she’d first discovered the girl’s bedwetting, but having the tables turned on her made her feel absolutely pathetic.

“Are you ready to be a good girl Chloe?” The Classifier asked her once she’d been raised back to her feet. Chloe just nodded, sniffling back more tears, unable to help but wondering if a quick spanking was all it took to turn a young and proud college graduate and hard worker such as herself into a sniffling obedient little baby. Apparently it was. “Okay. That’s a good baby. Now, I think you’ve earned a cute gift to wear back to your room.”
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This story was written by Zander Chesney

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