Chapter 3
The Asset shivered as it followed the Commander up the path to the safehouse. The air was cold against its face, and it could see its breath puffing out in front of it through the airholes of its mask. A few steps ahead of it, it could also see the Commander's breath rising into the air in front of him. The Commander seems to have calmed down some, his breathing more steady now, not shallow and fast as it had been in the van.
*
The Commander had given the Asset a side mission again, same as last time they had been out in the field together. The Commander had tasked the Asset with drinking 5 water bottles this time, 3 before the main mission and 2 afterwards. The Asset thinks the Commander had been kind in only making the Asset drink 3 bottles immediately before dropping it off in the designated location to eliminate the target. It had been forced to wait 2 hours for the target to arrive and another hour waiting for the Commander to come back.
By the time the Commander had returned for the Asset, it was quite uncomfortable, shifting from foot to foot and holding itself with both hands firmly between its thighs. The Commander had ordered it to hold its urine though, just like last time, and the Asset was determined not to fail again.
The Commander had guided the Asset back to the van and made sure it was seated in the back before he closed the doors and got into the front to drive to the safehouse.
(The main mission had taken place far enough from the base that an overnight stay in the nearest safehouse had been deemed necessary. The transport from the base to the location where the Asset was to wait for the target had been 9 hours. The Commander had been very kind during the initial transport and had stopped to allow the Asset to release its bladder (the Commander even allowed it to remove the diaper and urinate onto the ground each time instead, how thoughtful of him) every 3 hours during the trip, and once more upon arrival at the location, although it was after that last break upon arrival that the commander had pulled out the 3 bottles and ordered the Asset to drink.)
After starting up the van, the Commander drove the 45 minutes to the safehouse, no breaks. He stopped the van at the end of the long path to the small dwelling and got out to join the Asset in the back.
The Asset sat on the bench exactly where the Commander had left it, both hands buried in its crotch with its legs crossed.
"How are you holding up, baby?" The Commander stepped into the back of the van, closing the doors behind him.
He sat on the bench next to the Asset. "Come here." He said, patting his lap.
The Asset stood up and had to shuffle from foot to foot a few times and grab itself tightly to keep control before settling itself on the Commander's lap.
"You haven't leaked yet, have you?" The Commander asked.
"No sir."
The Commander pulls the Asset's hands from its crotch and presses his own hand there instead, feeling the padding under the Asset's pants to confirm it himself. It's dry.
"Good job baby. You're doing so well. Maybe you'll actually complete the side mission this time. I think you'll get a nice treat if you do."
The Asset nods, soaking up the Commander's praise. The Asset likes being good and being rewarded. It does not like being bad and getting punished. The Commander is smiling and the Asset smiles back, even though it assumes the Commander cannot see since it is wearing its mask.
The Commander reaches to the back of the Asset's head and undoes the buckles on the mask and removes it. He sets the mask down on the floor of the van and then reaches for his bag. He pulls out a bottle of water. The Asset freezes and its smile disappears.
"Oh, don't worry. You're doing so good. I know you can do it. It's gonna be okay." The Commander soothes, as he removes the cap from the bottle and holds it to the Asset's lips. "Look, I'll even hold it for you. You don't gotta move your hands. Open up now, drink."
The Asset obeys and swallows the water as the Commander pours it into its mouth. Once the bottle is empty he pulls out another and repeats, holding the bottle to the Asset's mouth and tilting it as he drinks. Once that bottle is empty, the Commander tosses it aside and pulls the Asset closer.
The Asset is sitting on the Commander's lap with its back facing the Commander, the Commander's hands are wrapped around the Asset's waist from behind.
The Asset almost whines and bites its lip to hold it back as the Commander starts rubbing its lower abdomen in small circular motions with one hand, his other hand resting atop the Asset's hands where they sit between its legs.
"You're doing great, soldier. Such a good boy for me. You're trying so hard, I can tell. You can do it. I know you'll do everything in your power to obey my every command, won't you? Such a good boy." The Commander is breathing heavily against the Asset's neck. The Commander suddenly reaches up and turns the Asset's head towards him, and kisses it on the lips.
The Commander continues to kiss, lick, and bite lightly, not only the Asset's lips, but its cheek, jawline and neck as well, and his hands roam up and down the Asset's body, for about 20 minutes, all the while the Asset squirms and shifts, pressing its thighs together, crossing and uncrossing its legs, and squeezing and pinching its cock through the diaper as if its life depends on it.
Finally, finally, the Commander pulls back, out of breath, and collects himself for a few moments, before leaning forward into the Asset's back again, hugging it from behind. He grabs the Asset's wrists, flesh on the right, metal on the left, and says,
"Get ready."
With that he pulls at the Asset's wrists and the Asset has to tense its whole body up, clenching all its muscles to try not to piss as the Commander pulls its hands from its crotch and guides them to rest on its knees instead. The Commander shoves his own hands in between the Asset's thighs and kisses the side of its neck once more before he breathes out,
"You can let go now."
The Asset relaxes and spreads its legs as it lets go of its bladder, sighing deeply in relief and leaning back against the Commander.
The Commander is breathing hard again, and he is rubbing at the Asset's crotch now, slowly grinding the hot wet padding into its dick which is still gushing piss like a fire hose.
As the Asset's stream starts to taper off into a trickle, it can feel its cock start to stiffen, possibly in part due to the relief, but far more likely due to the stimulation the Commander is providing. By the time the Asset's bladder is fully empty, its penis is fully erect.
The Commander keeps up his movements, rubbing the warm soaked padding against the Asset's hard cock and the Asset is confused because it feels so good. The Asset has been erect before, plenty of times, but it has never been allowed to touch itself and it has never been stimulated like this. Its own breath is starting to pick up like the Commander's, and it finds itself shifting its hips up into the padding where the Commander is rubbing faster now.
A strange feeling starts to build in the Asset's pelvis and it feels like it is going to piss again, even though it just did.
The feeling keeps building and the Commander keeps rubbing and the diaper is so warm and wet and oh no oh no it's gonna piss again and will the Commander be angry? He gave permission but the Asset already went and it doesn't know if the permission still stands but the feeling is getting so strong and it's about to piss -
The Asset's head falls back against the Commander's shoulder and its back arches up automatically as it cums, and whatever is shooting out of its cock right now doesn't feel like piss, its thicker and kind of sticky, spurting out as the Commander keeps rubbing until it stops and the Asset's dick starts to wilt.
The Commander shoves the Asset off his lap onto the bench beside him and immediately reaches for his belt, fumbling to get the buckle open before reaching into his underwear and pulling his own cock out into the open.
The Asset watches as the Commander grabs blindly for his bag on the floor in front of the bench, grabbing a small rag out of it with one hand and quickly stroking his dick with the other, 4 fast strokes and then a white, viscous substance shoots out of it which the Commander catches with the rag.
After he is finished, the Commander slumps back against the wall of the van and just breathes for a few minutes.
Once he's caught his breath, he puts his dick away and does up his buckle again. He turns to the Asset with a smile.
"You did so well today. Good work. What a good boy."
The Asset smiles back. "Thank you sir."
The Commander is reaching for his bag again. This time, he pulls out something in a foil wrapper. It is brown with the word HERSHEY'S on it in block letters, all caps. The Asset thinks it looks familiar, but cannot place it.
The Commander opens the wrapper and pulls out a brown rectangle made up of smaller rectangles, and asks,
"Have you ever had chocolate before?"
The Asset does not know the answer to this question. It knows the object looks familiar but it cannot recall ever seeing it before.
"I don't know, sir."
The Commander breaks off one of the squares and holds it out in front of the Asset's face.
"Open."
The Asset obediently opens its mouth and the Commander places the square on its tongue. The chocolate is creamy as it melts in its mouth, sweet and delicious. The Asset thinks it likes chocolate.
"You've been so good today, you've earned this. This is your treat for behaving so well for me. Do you like it?"
The Asset nods. The Commander breaks off 2 more squares and feeds them to the Asset before putting the Chocolate back into its wrapper and storing it in the small front pocket of his bag.
"You'll get more later if you can keep being good. Come on."
The Commander stands and gathers his bag, picking up the Asset's discarded mask and putting it back on its face, buckling it behind its head before leading the way out of the van and up the path.
*
And that's how they got to this point, with the Asset following the Commander up the path to the safehouse, its breath visible in the cold air.
The Asset's walk is more like an awkward sort of waddle, as it has to keep its thighs somewhat spread to avoid squishing the diaper which the Commander did not remove from it this time. It thinks the Commander will probably remove it once they are in the safehouse.
But once in the safehouse, the Commander throws his bag down on the floor by the door and flops down on the couch. The Asset stands to the side, still wearing both its mask and its uncomfortably wet diaper, and stares expectantly at the Commander.
The Commander ignores it. He pulls out his phone from his pocket and stares at it for a while, occasionally scrolling with his thumb lazily. The Asset just stares and says nothing.
Eventually, the Commander acknowledges the Asset.
"What do you want?" He asks shortly. "I told you you could have more chocolate later if you behave. Not right now."
The Asset shifts uncomfortably and looks down. The Commander sits up and beckons the Asset over. He removes the Asset's mask.
"What do you want?"
"I'm wet, sir."
"And?"
The Asset shifts again. The last of the water from earlier is starting to make its way to its bladder and it will need to void again soon. Now that it is at the safehouse, it can use the toilet instead of the diapers it is outfitted with in the field. At least, with the Commander's permission, of course.
"May I change now, sir?"
"No. You can have a new diaper later. Not right now. I'm tired. That reminds me though," the Commander smiles as he speaks "go get my bag."
The Asset waddles over to the door to grab the Commander's bag as it tries to make sense of his words. 'you can have a new diaper later'. What does he mean? Outside of the field the Asset is not supposed to use the diapers. They are supposed to be meant for missions, to minimize distractions. The Asset has completed both the main mission and the side mission and now it should be wearing its underwear and using the toilet with permission.
The Asset hands the Commander the bag which he immediately digs into and pulls out a bottle of water. He sets it on the coffee table, then pulls out another and then another and sets them alongside the first. He uncaps all 3 bottles and sets them back on the table open.
"Drink, as fast as you can. Chug it."
The Asset grabs the first bottle, guzzling it down in seconds, then does the same with the second and third.
The Commander lies back on the couch and puts his feet up on the table. He pats the seat next to him. The Asset sits, and the diaper squishes under it as it does. It grimaces.
The Commander goes back to staring at his phone and ignoring the Asset.
The Asset squirms a little but stops when the diaper squishes some more. Its bladder is refilling rather quickly, both with the remainder of the water from the van and the bottles the Commander has just given it. The urge is coming on quicker than usual, its bladder is tired after today's side mission and doesn't seem to want to do any more holding. The now cold wetness of the padding pressing against its dick is not helping things, either.
For an hour the Asset sits in silence, its need growing worse, but it must wait for the Commander's permission before it can use the toilet. The Asset has both hands between its legs once again by the time the Commander puts his phone down on the table and stands up.
"Come on." He says, so the Asset stands and follows.
He leads the Asset down the hallway to the bathroom.
The Asset breathes a sigh of relief. Now the Commander will finally remove the used diaper and instruct the Asset to use the toilet.
But the Commander doesn't do that. Instead, he tells the Asset to stand next to the toilet, and the Asset watches as the Commander steps in front of it, unbuckling his belt and pulling his dick out. The Asset tries to squeeze itself as the Commander's stream hits the water loudly, echoing through the room and making the Asset's need instantly 10 times worse. But the soggy diaper it is still wearing keeps it from getting a decent grip and instead just squishes under its hands and it has to cross its legs tightly and bend forward trying not to leak.
The Commander finishes and flushes and takes his time washing his hands, letting the faucet run for a few minutes even after he is done and has dried them off on his shirt. The Asset has to fight hard with itself for control as it hops from foot to foot and tries to resist the urge to hold itself, not being able to bear the feeling of the cold wetness being squished against it anymore.
The Commander walks back out to the front room to grab his bag, throwing it over his shoulder and grabbing his phone off the table, shoving it into his pocket.
The Commander leads the Asset to a bedroom next, throws his bag to the floor and lies down on the queen bed in the middle of the room.
"Come here. Lay down. We're gonna take a nap."
The Asset gingerly sits on the edge of the bed before slowly bringing its legs up onto it and laying back, trying not to jostle its bladder or squish the padding, either of which might just make it lose control.
The Commander rolls towards the Asset and grabs it around the chest, pulling it towards him so that the Asset's back is pressed to the Commander's chest. The Commander throws one leg over the Asset's and pulls the blanket over the both of them.
The Asset squirms under the blanket until the Commander says,
"Quit moving around! Go to sleep!"
The Asset knows if it falls asleep now it will definitely piss, it always pisses in its sleep when it sleeps outside of the cryo chamber. The Commander knows this, the Commander has punished the Asset for this behavior before. And the Asset is never desperate and bursting like this when it falls asleep in those instances.
Even if it wanted to sleep now, there's no way it could with the terrible, urgent pressure throbbing in its abdomen. It tries anyway, because the Commander has ordered it to. So, it squeezes its eyes shut tight and tenses up, crossing its legs hard and trying to lay still.
It manages this for about 3 minutes before a sudden leak spurts out without warning. The Asset whines pathetically as it squirms again and decides it's time to start begging before it accidentally misbehaves.
"Please, sir, Commander, please"
"Please what?" The Commander sounds annoyed.
"Bathroom"
"Hmmm. No. I told you it's naptime."
"Please sir, I can't hold it, please"
The Commander huffs out an annoyed breath. "Shut up."
"But sir," the Asset begins.
The Commander reaches one hand up to cover the Asset's mouth before it finishes the sentence. "I said shut up! Go the fuck to sleep!"
The Commander lowers his hand back to the Asset's chest, and the Asset does not speak again. It has been ordered to be quiet and sleep. It can try to be quiet, but it knows it cannot sleep.
The Asset suppresses the temptation to fidget and squirm as its bladder gives warning pangs of urgency. A leak dribbles out despite its whole body tensing against it.
It tries not to make any sounds per the Commander's orders, even as several more leaks spurt out, gradually becoming longer and with shorter periods between.
It's not until the Asset feels a trickle down its thigh during one of the leaks that it can't stifle the whimper. The diaper has reached its capacity and is leaking. The Asset will make a mess and the Commander will be angry.
The Commander must hear the whimper because he tightens his hold around the Asset's chest and gently shushes it, before one of his hands moves lower, trailing down and stopping to rest on the Asset's lower abdomen.
The Asset grits its teeth and goes deathly still as it silently begs itself to behave.
The Commander presses down and that's it. The dam breaks and the Asset's bladder empties quickly and forcefully, flooding the already wet diaper with its urine which is simply running out of the leg openings.
It feels the heat trickling across its thighs to pool underneath it on the bed as its pants and the mattress and sheet slowly try to soak it up. The arms around it disappear and it registers the loss of heat against its back as the Commander moves away. It silences its sobs but the tears leak from its eyes anyway. It's being so bad.
"Get up!" The Commander shouts. He sounds angry.
The Asset rolls off the bed and gets to its feet immediately, it now stands on one side of the bed and the Commander is standing on the other side. The Asset is still urinating. The flow now runs down its legs, turning the black fabric of its tactical pants shiny with wetness, soaking into its socks and pooling in its boots.
The wet spot on the bed isn't very big, since the Asset had gotten up quickly. The Commander has a small wet spot on his side, from the top of his thigh to the bottom of his shirt. The Asset glances up to his face. He looks so angry, cheeks red, and a scowl on his face. The Asset knows it is in big trouble.
The Commander glares at the Asset without speaking until the sound of its piss trickling to the floor stops.
"Come here." The Commander says, pointing to the spot beside him. His voice sounds deceptively calm, it does not match his face at all. The Asset hurries around the bed to him.
The Commander slaps the Asset, hard in the face, before yanking a fistful of its hair to roughly pull its face closer to his own.
"Stop crying. Stop fucking crying! Fuck, you're disgusting. I can't believe you just did that! Look at this, fucking look!" The Commander points to the wet spot on his side. The Asset can't move its head with the way the Commander has a hold of its hair, but its eyes follow the movement.
"You fucking pissed on me! You stupid fucking moron! What do you think's gonna happen now, huh? Fucking answer! What do you think is gonna happen?"
"P-punishment." The Asset whimpers.
"You're god damn right there's gonna be punishment!" The Commander roughly shoves the Asset before he slaps him again. "Get your fucking pants down."
The Asset hurriedly undoes its pants and lowers them to its ankles. The Commander removes the drenched diaper and drops it to the floor.
"Bend over the bed, arms out in front. Don't fucking move."
The Asset obeys the order, and it hears the Commander undoing his belt about 20 seconds before it feels it like a whip across its ass.
The belt lands again and again on the Asset's ass cheeks and leaves them burning worse and worse with each blow. It focuses on lying still and being quiet. It knows the punishment is necessary. And besides, it doesn't hurt as badly as other forms of punishment the Asset has endured.
The Asset counts 30 strikes of the belt before it's over.
"Get up."
The Asset stands, wincing at the sting of the welts on its ass.
"Pick that up." The Commander points to the diaper on the floor. The Asset picks it up.
"Go throw it in the trash can in the bathroom, and bring a towel."
The Asset leaves the room to follow its orders. Its ass aches as it walks, but it pays it no mind. It disposes of the diaper in the bathroom trash as instructed and retrieves a towel from the rack before going back to the bedroom.
The Commander is in the same place standing at the side of the bed, but he must have moved because his bag is on the dresser now, and a new diaper is neatly folded on the bed.
"Come on." The Commander says. The Asset goes to him. The Commander takes the towel before shoving the Asset back onto the bed.
The Commander removes the Asset's boots and wet socks, and pulls its pants off. He puts the diaper on the Asset before grabbing its arms and pulling it back to its feet. He lays the towel over the wet spot on the bed and orders the Asset to lay on top of it.
The Commander takes his own pants off as well before joining the Asset in bed. He pulls the Asset against his chest like before.
"You know I don't like having to punish you like that. You know that, don't you? I wish you would just be a good boy so I never have to do that. You were very bad just now. Why are you being so bad?" The Commander asks into the Asset's hair.
"I'm sorry." The Asset responds, it doesn't know how to answer the question. It doesn't know why it is bad. It wants to be good.
"Shhh. It's okay. I forgive you. It's time to sleep now and you can try to behave again when you wake up. Don't you wanna be good for me?" The Commander pulls the Asset closer under the blanket, pressing a kiss to the back of its head.
"Yes sir." The Asset answers.
"Good. You'll have another chance later. Go to sleep and we can start fresh when you wake up."
The Asset closes its eyes, and tries to focus on the sound of the Commander breathing behind it, rather than the stinging ache of its ass left over from the Commander's belt. Eventually, the Commander's breathing slows and evens out, indicating that he's fallen asleep. The Asset follows soon after, drifting off slowly. It will behave for the Commander when it wakes up. The Commander has decided to give the Asset another chance to behave and this time it will be good. This is the last thought on its mind before it falls asleep.