Sabotage - Chapter 24 (Patreon)

Serina’s phone buzzed with a text from Ally, telling her that she had arrived. When Serina opened the door, there was a long, black Cadillac with blacked-out windows awaiting her. She suddenly felt super self-conscious and somehow underdressed. She took one more look behind her and saw her dad at the window, who waved as she saw him. Serina smiled in response and then headed over to the car.

The driver hopped out and opened the back door for Serina.

“For you, Miss Jane,” he said elegantly. “May I take your bag?”

“Uh,” Serina’s heart skipped a beat and briefly considered the possibility that she could be away from a fresh diaper if in need. “Sure, thanks…”

She handed him the bag and heard Ally from inside the car.

“Don’t worry; he’s not going to steal anything!” She joked. Serina slid into the car and sat down on the black leather seats. Ally was sat across from her, facing the trunk of the vehicle and actually dressed to her wealth level for once. Usually, Ally dressed down when going to school; she found out the hard way about being the extremely wealthy girl at school. The fancy dress just made her a target for resentment, bullying, and ill-intended friendships, so now she dressed as a normal girl would...if a normal girl could afford $300 jeans.

“I just have stuff in there I might need uh...in a pinch?” Serina blushed.

“Oh, don’t worry, Sergey isn’t going anywhere. He’ll be parked outside the restaurant. Unless you want to join us, Sergey?” Ally asked as he got back into the driver’s seat.

“Oh no, thank you, Miss Heathers, you’re too generous. My wife made me a large breakfast already.”

“Another time then. So, what’s going on?” Ally got right to the questioning. Serina laughed awkwardly.

“Let’s talk about something else for a minute, and I’ll tell you when I’ve had some food.”

Ally laughed and nodded.

Meanwhile, Breanna had done her makeup, got dressed and packed a bag for an overnight stay at Tyler’s. She wasn’t exactly sure if he was willing to have her stay over, but she figured, just in case. Once she was ready, she grabbed the car keys, said goodbye to her mom, who seemed very eager to get rid of her, and headed off to Tylers.

She had dressed up a little bit and worn what the school says is “too revealing.” A Crop top and a short skirt, with her long black hair in a ponytail and scrunchy. Tyler’s wasn’t too far away, and when she got to the address he texted, she texted him to come outside. After a couple of minutes, Tyler was running out to meet Breanna.

“Hey!” He said as he got in. “How’s it going?”

“It’s alright, how about you?” Breanna replied, hiding her stress from the morning.

“Good, good. A little sleepy, to be honest, didn’t expect to be meeting up this early!” Tyler laughed.

“Yeah, sorry, bit of a meltdown in the house this morning. My mom ‘suggested’ I go out with friends today. Serina’s out with Ally.”

“Ally, oh yeah, I’ve been seeing those two together more. Yana and Claire finally get to be too much for her?”

“Ha, yeah, probably,” Breanna replied and then got quiet. After a minute of soft radio tunes, Tyler started to pry.

“So, what’s going on then? Why did your mom push you guys out?”

“It’s...complicated,” Breanna started, unsure of how much she should tell him. “Look, I should tell you, my mom doesn’t know I’m with you right now.”

“Oh, didn’t she want you to come out, though?”

“Yes, well, yeah. But not with...you...you know?” Breanna stumbled over her words as she pulled into the parking lot of the breakfast place she had decided on.

“No, I don’t know. I’m kinda lost, to be honest,” Tyler laughed with concern.

Breanna parked the car and looked at him. Something had been building in her; the lies, the denial, the manipulation, it was culminating into a big dark core of guilt. For the most part, she had avoided it beyond the sudden spurts of guilt that would come on before performing an action against Serina. She was alone in this, and try as she might to justify her actions to herself based on Serina’s hatred and abuse, she couldn’t help be feel the need for validation, for approval. Someone to tell her that what she was doing was right. And even though they only had a limited number of hours together, Breanna felt like she could tell Tyler anything, that he would listen and be reasonable. And besides, who better to agree to your decision to make your step-sister wear diapers than the ex-boyfriend she constantly strung along for years?

Breanna’s heart felt like it was going to burst from how hard it was beating until she swallowed hard and said, “I need to tell you something.”

When Serina and Ally walked to the door of the upscale, downtown restaurant, it looked closed. There was no one inside, not even staff.

“Are you sure this is the place?” Serina asked.

“Oh yeah, I’m here every week. You’re going to love it!” Ally said as she pulled out a set of keys from her purse. She stuck one into the restaurant door, and it clicked, then she opened the door for Serina. Serina hesitated, stunned.

“Come on, don’t be weird!” Ally encouraged, and Serina walked inside. Ally followed, and after locking up behind herself, she called out into the restaurant.

“Arther! It’s Ally!” She called out, and from the kitchen came a loud, booming voice.

“Hey hey! My favourite Heather. How’s my girl today!” a big man, Arthur, came booming out the kitchen. He was wearing an all-white and a big, comically tall chef toque. Arthur wrapped his big arms around Ally, who gladly reciprocated, then he turned to Serina.

“And who is this beautiful young lady?” He asked, making Serina blush.

“This is my friend, Serina Jane.”

“How do you do, Miss Jane,” Arthur grabbed her hand and kissed the top of it. Serina couldn’t help but giggle.

“She’s been having a bit of family drama, so I was hoping you could do that special I like?” Ally asked Arthur.

“Of course, my lady, for you, anything!”

Arthur went off to the kitchen, and Ally led Serina to a table.

“So, are they just here like...for you?” Serina asked shyly.

“Oh heavens no, they start prepping every day around now for lunch and dinner service. Arthur will just make me up something while they’re prepping; he doesn’t seem to mind.”

“But, you have a key. Do you own this place?” Serina asked.

“My parents bought it. It was where my dad took my mom on their first date, and the original owners were going to close it down. So they bought it, kept everyone working here in a job, including Arthur. Now I can just pop in whenever!”

Serina just nodded as Arthur showed up with a pitcher of water, a pot of coffee, and a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice for each girl.

“For my ladies,” he said, pouring the coffee into mugs for each of them. They both thanked him, but as Serina watched the black liquid flow into the cup, she felt a strange sensation between her legs. It was a trickling, a small bit of warmth flowing into her diaper. She had forgotten entirely about the padding since sitting in the Cadilac, but now her hands were shooting between her legs and grasping her crotch.

Serina moved so fast that she bumped the table, causing Arthur to spill a little coffee on the table.

“I’m so sorry, lovelies,” he said, padding the coffee with a napkin.

“It’s my fault,” Serina said, her voice weak and her cheeks red. Once Arthur was gone, Serina felt around her crotch. There was some wetness, but not much. Just a trickling. Her heart was beating out of her chest, and she pulled on a strand of her blonde hair. Was she wrong? Did Breanna have nothing to do with it? She’s not around, but it was only a dribble...nothing to worry about, right?

“Rina, what’s wrong?” Ally broke Serina’s frantic internal line of questioning, and she looked back at her, stunned.

“I need to tell you something.”