I guess I should start off by stating that this is a true story.I have changed some names to protect those involved.This is my story of how i entered 2 differant worlds and how they came together to tame a person who was out of control.Now on to my story.

Chapter 1
The beginings

As i look back it's hard to even think of how i was before this all started.i was a very out of control person.i did drugs and drank.i had no respect for anyone or myself for that matter It almost seemed to know me was to hate me.All i cared about was skateboarding and where was the next party.If i saw a No Skateboarding sign...i wanted to skate there even more...if that gives you a idea of what kind of person i was.i came from a loving family and had a pretty average childhood.But my life was missing something..so i turned to a life of not caring for or about anyone.Just doing what ever the hell i wanted to.Those who know me now would not believe this.i guess i should also say that i was 19 at the time my life went 180.Ok so i am not very good at writing storys...but i hope this one will touch the hearts of some or at the very least be a good read.

Chapter 2
The meeting

This did not start out like a good first meeting of a person.i was skateboarding at this store...it was a clothing store for women.i had thought the place was closed,not that i would have cared if it was open or not.The place had the 3 things needed for a good skate spot. It had a nice set of stairs with a handrail.Long curbs and a good gap to jump across.i was havin a ball and then it happend.Just as the owner was comming out i crashed hard trying to slide on the hand rail.To make matters worse...my board went thru the window(OPPS).i got up and i knew i was in trouble.But something strange happend.Instead of calling the cops the owner helped me up..went back inside and got my skateboard for me.i was confused to say the least. She(the owner) asked if i was alright and that if i needed medical help.i said i was fine and that i would wait for the cops to come.Turns out She had other plans for me.She did not call the cops instead She said that She would keep this between us..if i worked for Her to replace the broken window.i was shocked.i said that i was not gonna work in a womens clothing store no matter what.She said that was not what She had in mind.So i am like what then.She said that i would work off the window by doing some work around Her house.She writes down Her address and gives me what time to be there the next day.For some reason...it might have been the way She said it,i agreed.This was to be the start of my journey to a better life.

Chapter 3
Things to come

i went home after all that and the only thing on my mind was Her.There was something about Her that did not allow me to just say..Screw You and call the cops.And that bugged me..was i going soft.Well that was just the begining.Now mind you i was very into Punk Rock and the style of dress that goes with that.Collars and bondage belts,studed wrist bands and the like. i had no idea at the time that there was another lifestyle that used such things...or the true meaning of what i called my everyday wear.i was told to report to the woman that i would soon be calling Mistress at noon that day.i wore all the stuff that i normaly did and it sparked a question from Her when i got to Her house.She asked me if i had a Mistress.i was clueless to what She ment.Seeing this She explained as best She could to me about D/s and the lifestyle.i was fasinated by what She was telling me.She then asked me if i had ever heard of such things and i replied no.i then saw a smile come over Her face that untill after my training was done that i did not understand.Seems that She wanted to help me become a better person.This caused a bit of rage in me that was quickly shot down when She reminded me about the window and the cost to replace it.The window that i had busted was a custom window and it would cost $1200 to replace.She explained that if i chose to become Her submissive and commit to the training that She would call it even and the plus side would be that i would be a better person and thank Her later.Knowing that i did not have $1200 to spend on a window i agreed and a contract was signed.It stated that i would commit to whatever training that She saw fit to enact to help me.i signed it and that very day the training started.

Chapter 4
The Training

i had no idea what i was getting into at the time.Perhaps i should describe this Lady who would soon be the most important person in my life.She was 34 and to be honest...a very beautiful woman and very rich.It turns out that the clothing store was just something to pass the time for Her.She could have paid for the window with out it causing so much as a dent in Her pocket change.The first day of my training was more of a "let's find out what i am dealing with" session.She set up some tasks to do and She wanted to see if i would do them and how much resistance i would put up.Well She quickly learned that i was not very submiss- -ive,She would soon change this.She then thought to check to see what kind of man i was in bed.Well i always thought of myself as one hell of a lover.i was wrong.She let me run the show in bed and was not pleased to say the least.After i came She left the room and i started to get dressed.She came back as i was getting my pants up and told me to stop and strip. i was baffled by this but the tone in Her voice seem to get me to do as i was told.And then it happend.As i was just getting my boxers off i saw what She had brought back with Her.She had restraints for my ankles and arms...plus some cloth and something that at that time i did not reconize.i was told to lay on the bed and to spred my legs and arms.i did so and i was now tied to the bed.She then went to that dresser to grab the cloth and it was at that time i saw what the other thing was.It was a pair of plastic panties..like the ones used for babys only bigger.It was then i knew what was coming next...i was being put into a diaper.As best i could i told Her i did not want this to happen.But She then explained i had been acting like a spoiled child to that point and from then on in the training i would not only be tre- -ated as a baby but,dressed as one too.Now i should say that before this i did have a liking of wearing diapers,so i guess i did have a fetish for this.Well it was about to be lived out in the form i never dreamemt possible.After She was done with pinning me into the diaper She released one leg at a time to put on the plastic panties.i was not happy with this.So She went to the other room and came back with not only what appeared to be shortalls but the contract i just signed.She reread what it said to me and remined me of what would happen if i did not submit to what She wanted.She explained to me in great detail of what was to come next.i was to be treated as a 2 year old in everyway shape and form.i had no choice but to agree to this and to be honest i did not offer much resistance.

Chapter 5
The month as a baby

By this time i am sure you are thinking what a sicko and that i was in trouble.Mistress or as i called Her Mommy explained why She chose to do this and what She wanted of me next. As i said at the start i was a reckless and uncarring person.She believed that if She could start me over in my mind by keeping me as a baby(which ment no sex)that She could change me. At this point i wanted out of the contract.Mommy made me a deal.She said that if i would live with Her for a month as a baby 24/7 that not only would we be even for the window..no matter how it turned out after the month was up,but if i could prove that i changed...there would a great reward in it for me.i have no idea what it could be,or what she even ment by this but i was willing to find out.Now i know this seems out of the norm...but She was so bent on making me this better person...i thought..what have i got to lose.So i agreed.Then i said wait a sec..how am i gonna do this...i had a job and i told Her about this.She said that i could either take a leave of absence or quit and that She would find me a better job.Then it hit me...what do i tell mom and dad? It was then i came up with what would be my last act of lying to my Parnets.i told them that i was gonna go on a skateboard tour of the south for a month.ahhhh my loving parnets...all they said was becareful and have a goodtime.And my job? Ha i quit,it was a lame job at a gas station anyway.So i went home that night to pack for what would prove to be a very wierd and trying month.

Chapter 6
Diapers,Bottles and lots of spankings

A week later i arived at what would be home for a month.Mommy led me to my room and my jaw dropped.Let me put it this way,the only thing seperating this room from a baby's nursery was the size of the crib and changing table.She spared no expence here folks,it was a babys room all the way,the wall paper was skyblue with patterns of ducks and teddy bears holding balloons and even the crib had a mobile.The crib was just like a babys crib only twice the size.Same thing for the changing table.i was about to turn and run,but i was willing to give this a try rather then pay for that window.i started to unpack when She said to stop,that i would not need what i packed for the first 2 weeks.i was all like..what am i gonna wear for clothes? That answer came when She opened the closet and the dressers.They were filled with baby style clothes in a much larger size.Rompers,sleepers and onezies(body suits) in all kinds of colors and patterns.i was like ok,i needed a smoke bad so i asked if we could wait to start this while i have a smoke.She said that i could...but to enjoy it,for it would become a earned privledge.i did not know what that ment at the time nor cared.i went out had my smoke then came back in and was called back to the nursery.Mistress(Mommy) was waiting and she had my outfit picked out and a diaper ready for me.i was told to hop up on the changing table after i took off my clothes.i undressed and to be honest i was quite nervous at this point,kinda thinking to myself..what have i got myself into this time?i got my now naked body on the table and She powdered me and pinned the diaper on,then put on the plastic panties which were blue with little ducks on them.i was told to get down and then She dressed me in a onezie that was white with teddy bears on them and a blue romper with a big teddy on the front. i will admit i felt funny wearing this stuff but She then explained what was gonna happen for the first 2 weeks of the training.i was to be treated as a toddler....in every way.Toilets were off limits...i was to do all my needs in the diaper.i was all like that is crazy and that i don't think i could do that.She said that for the first few days it might be hard but She would help.She also said that She would feed me by hand and i would only drink from a bottle.if i needed to smoke it would only be when She said i could.At that time i felt a small rumble if you will in my bowels.For the life of me i had not noticed but she had sliped a supozitory in my but and it was starting to work on me.i knew at that time what She ment by helping me do my dutys in the diaper.She began to talk again and i felt it again..only bigger instead of just letting go i fought it.She could see it in my face and said to just let go and that i would end up losing anyway.So when the third time came i let go and filled that diaper...ohhhhhh boy did i.i am not more then a hour into this and i am getting my first diaper change since i was 3.She cleaned me,repowdered me and pinned a new dipaer on me.i did not eat a big breakfast and was hungry at this point.So i was left in the nursey and She came back with a bottle of apple juice and left the room again with my duffle bag.About 10 mins later She was back and had a very stern face,Her arms were behind Her as She came in.She had found my weed that i brought with me in my bag.She asked me why i brought that with me and all i could say was that i use it to relax.Well i found out quick that this was a bad thing. i then saw what was in Her other hand....it was a paddle.Now i am bigger then She was but that did not help me at all,all of a sudden i am over Her knee and felt the romper being un- -snapped and my diaper being taken off.Then She said that we do not bring this stuff into Mommys house and She began to spank me...it seemed to take forever and it was like a min when i relized She stopped and boy was my rear red.She layed me down,repinned the diaper and redid the snaps on the romper and gave me a hug saying that was just a small taste of what would happen when baby was bad.i should have just left and paid for the stupid window...but i couldn't.Somthing made me want to stay and finnish this out.

Chapter 7
Bed time

Now Mommy was able to help me mess my diaper but She could not get me to wet myself.How i held it in was a mystery to me.Mommy was perpared thou.She knew that i would wet myself in my sleep after not wetting all day..so..She was getting me ready for bed and told me that She was going to use a special night time diaper.Oh man was this one thick,the cloth diapers i had been wearing all day were think in their own right,but this one,,,it made the others look like a tisue!It must have been at least 5 layers think and when it was pinned on me with even my legs spread it flet massive.She also had a special pair of plastic panties that held all that cloth in them.She had me sit up for a sec and laid my sleeper under me and got me in it and all zipped up.It was time to get down off the table and then i relized just how thick this diaper was...i had to crawl to the crib for i could not even waddle much less walk to the crib.She helped me in and gave me a bottle of warm milk to drink to help me fall asleep.There was also another bottle of apple juice for when i woke up to drink till Mommy comes to get me in the morning.All i could think about was that thick diaper and that i had to go REAL bad.So i let it out and i was soaked at first...but that passed as the diaper had soaked it up.So i rolled over and went to sleep.i woke up that morning and i was VERY wet, seems i wet a few more times during the night and the thick diaper had become even more uncomfertable and on top of that i saw that i had been straped into the crib.Mommy had put a sleep aid in my bottle and came while i was asleep and straped me into the crib to make sure i did not get out in the night to cheat.So there i was strapped in the crib and super soaked plus i was really in need of a smoke.About what seemed like hours(30 mins) Mommy came in to get me out of the crib.In a very sweet voice She said"Good morning and how is My little baby doing?".i replied that i was very wet.She said that i had to ask to be changed and to ask the right way.i was not sure what She ment.So Mommy explained..She would ask if baby needed to be changed and i had to reply "yes mommy baby needs to be changed".At this point it was too late to turn back so i submited to this and asked the right way.She helped me out of the crib after She undid the strap and i crawled to the table and She helped my very soaked but up. As she was getting me out of this masive wet cloth She told me that this could be avoided if i used the diapers during the day too and then at night the diaper would not be as thick.As i was being changed and dressed she stuck the bottle in my mouth to drink and got me dressed and ready for the day.Now i really needed a smoke and let Her know as She was dressing me. She said that i could have only 2 a day....one in the morning and one after dinner.I was all like only 2?..are You nuts?that was not a good thing to say,out came the paddle and i got what was to be one of many spankings that day.i could see the first few days would not be good ones.

Chapter 8
The first week

Now keep in mind that this was training to be submissive or as She put it..dependant opon Her in other words i was to look to Her to take care of me in everyway.Granted this does seem a extreme way to train a sub,but i was a extremely bad and unrestectful person.Back to the show folks.After my morning spanking i was given a bath by Mommy and led back to the nursery and once again i was given something to help me mess my diaper and then reminded that wetting my diaper during the day would earn a less thick diaper at night...1st lesson learned.Now it was time to eat breakfast.i walked into the kitchen and to my shock there was a highchair and yes it was scaled to my size.i sat in it and the tray was put in place.i could smell the wonderful smells of eggs bacon and coffe being made.It was a trully wonderful smell,but was not for me...i was spoon feed oatmeal and 2 jars of baby food 1 was bannanas and the other was applsauce.After breakfast i was allowed to go out back and have a smoke.i came back in and was told that if i behaved and obeyed Mommy...i would be allowed to have more then just 2 smokes aday.It had been a hour or so and i was wet and had messed my diaper.So i asked Her to change me and i was ignored.i then remembered that i had to ask in the proper way.i asked Her again saying"Mommy could you please change me?" She repied "Does baby need to be changed ?" and i said "yes mommy baby needs to be changed"She led me up stairs to the nursery and changed me and told me to stay in the nursery and wait for Her.She returned a few mins later with a bottle and told me to get in the crib because it was nap time.This did not go over with me well and i let Her know that i was not tired at all.Big mistake.Out came the paddle and i got a bad spanking for talking back to mommy.Diaper back on and i was straped in the crib again.i drank the bottle and drifted off to la la land.She put a small sleep aid in the bottle.i slept for about 2 hours and was wet.Mommy came in and checked my diaper and asked if i needed to be changed,i said yes mommy baby needs to be changed.it was now dinner time and i had pretty much what i had for breakfast and was allowed to go smoke.This is how i spent the first 3 days,i had a average of 3 spankings a day and was not improving how She hoped i would.So She found a new way to punish me....time out and standing in the corner.i did not like this one bit and would have rather been spanked.i made the mistake of telling Her this. All that did was make the spanking used for small things i did wrong and was not used much after that.i was quickly learning that She was in control and that i should behave rather then spend time in the corner.2nd lesson learned.

Chapter 9
The second week

By the end of the first week i was learning that Mommy was not to be tested.So i decided to try behaving instead.She noticed right away the change in my behavour and i was rewarded and given extra privledges.She had a pool table down stairs and a in ground pool.But the one thing i really missed was what got me here in the first place..my skateboard.i was told that if i could go 2 days with out having to be punished that She would take me to the store She owned and let me skate for a hour or 2.i was so excited and for the next 2 days i was a perfect little angel for mommy.So the time came to leave and i had assumed She would let me out of the diaper and let me wear my clothes.i was wrong.i was decked out in full baby clothes and a disposable diaper.i was not happy,but i kept my mouth shut for i wanted to skate so bad.i had prayed the whole way there that non of my skate friends were there.i lucked out.Mommy and i were all alone there.i skated like i never had before...awwwww man was i doing so good and Mommy was really enjoying the show.Well it was time to go and Mommy said that She had a surprize...we were going out to eat dinner.i thought cool.That was before i relized or should i say remembered how i was dressed.But as luck would have it...we went to a resteraunt that was far away and a place i would never go to anyway.i actualy enjoyed dinner and we had a nice talk about what was to come in the next 2 weeks.We wnet home and i was dressed for bed and i was thinking to myself....was i falling for Her?..truth be told i was.

Chapter 10
Time to come to terms

It's hard to imagin how far i had come in just 2 weeks and Mommy was impressed...as i think about it now....i was no longer behaving just for the sake of not being punished,i was doing it on my own.Mommy let start wearing my own clothes but i was still treated as Her baby and still diapered.She did start letting me wear training pants instead of just diapers all the time...she did not want me to lose my control of my bladder and bowels.i was only diapered during nap time and bedtime.That is when the training took a differant turn...it became more D/s then being baby and at the end of the 3rd week i was out of diapers and now it was time to start being what She was training me for...Her sub.By this time i was in love with Her. And i told Her this and She said that She was falling for me aswell.For the last week we did mostly D/s secnes and She taught me how to please a woman better.This was a new thing to me as my whole goal in bed was my saftisfation.After being with Her my whole atittude in the bedroom had changed and now i wanted to please Her more then ever.As i write this and relive what happend back then i have to be honest when i say that i did love Mistress very much i no longer judged by age or what someone was into.Mistress had changed me into a better person and i am forever greatful.

Chapter 11
The end

After the month was up i did not want to leave...i wanted to be Her live-in sub.But She said that we should just try dating and try to establish a true relationship and i agreed.We dated for 4 months and spent lots of time together and even had baby weekends when i would stay for 2 days as a baby(ok i grew to like it) but this as most things had to end.Mistress had a brother and he became ill so She sold Her house and moved in with Him to take care of him and i could not go with Her.i was very sad and heartbroken but i understood why i could not be with Her.i would just be in the way and Her brother did not have long to live.It was hard and i missed Her very much but i went on with my life and continued to stay in the D/s life aswell.Now i don't recomend this kind of training for all..but it worked on me.I hope that you have enjoyed this and i want to say that i am now 25 and still a submissive with a very loving Mistress.Be well and safe.