With the contract signed, Fleur and Fancy Pants slowly began to explore their new relationship. While out in public, the pair acted no different than they had before, but both knew that every tabloid in Equestria would have an utter field day if they knew what was secretly going on behind closed doors.

Humming to herself, Fleur held a feather duster in her mouth as she went about cleaning. Fancy Pants had offered their usual maids the week off with pay for this occasion, so it was no surprise that ever single one of them had taken it. With them gone, Fancy Pants, or rather “Daddy” had given Fleur the job, which was why she was now dressed in a slightly altered maid’s uniform, the short skirt doing nothing to hide the thick diapers she was wearing beneath them. Daddy had even gone to the lengths of double diapering her, the sheer thickness of her diapers forcing her legs apart and reducing her walk to an embarrassed waddled.

To add to this, “Daddy” had made it very, very clear that she was to clean the house without making a mess in her clean diapers, or he would be very cross with her. Of course, he had done all this only after they had finished eating a filling dinner, and the slight gurgling in Fleur’s tummy made her suspect that her food had been laced with a certain “special ingredient”. Thus, it had become a race against time as Fleur desperately worked to try and clean the house from top to bottom, making adorable crinkling sounds with each step.

It was humiliating, degrading, and frustrating work… and Fleur was loving every single moment of it. Her marehood was desperately crying out for release as she moved from room to room, grunting ever so often as she tried to hold back the inevitable release. Fancy Pants’ study was the final room she needed to clean too, so the finish line was just within her grasp.

“Now what do we have here?”

Fleur gasped as Fancy Pants suddenly snuck up behind her, almost causing her let go in shock before she quickly clenched her plot to keep from giving in. “I see my little maid has been doing a fine job of cleaning the house…” Fancy Pants said as he approached, “And has my little filly been a good girl today?” He said, pressing hoof deep into her thick diapers to check for himself. “Hmm… All clean. Perhaps I shouldn’t have bothered putting you into such THICK diapers then…”

Internally, Fleur was screaming out for release, visions of Fancy Pants taking her over his knee dancing through her head as she tried to focus on the task of cleaning up the room. Another gurgle from her tummy caused her to groan as she tried to cross her legs in another attempt to keep from soiling herself. She was almost done, just a little bit more–

“Oh, maid?” Fancy Pants said, causing Fleur to pause for a moment and glance over her shoulder at him, a mischievous grin spread across his face. “I suddenly fancy myself a drink. Go and make me one from the liquor cabinet, would you?”

“But…but…” Fleur tried to refuse, but a stern look from Fancy Pants silenced her.

“Now, you wouldn’t be thinking about disobeying me, now would you?” Fancy taunted. “Naughty fillies who disobey need to be punished, after-all, and are you a naughty filly?”

“N–No, sir…” Fleur replied, dropping her feather duster as she waddled up to Fancy’s liquor cabinet. Each step elicited a wince or a grunt from the mare as she pulled out a bottle of Fancy’s favourite rum. Her hooves were visibly shaking now from all the pent up energy coursing through her body like lightning, but Fleur did her best to keep her hooves steady as she poured the rum into a glass, only almost spilling it twice before she was done. With glass in hoof, Fleur slowly waddled across the room to where Fancy Pants was waiting for her in his comfy chair.

“He–Here you are, Si–Sir.”

“Ah, thank you.” Taking the glass from her, he began to swirl the rum inside as he took a small sip. “Good work, maid.”

With that done, Fleur turned around to get back to work–“

“Hold it right there.”

Fleur froze at the sound of Fancy’s commanding tone, giving him a very clear view of her diapered rear from where she stood. “Y…Yes?”

“I might want another drink once this one is finished, so you are to stay right there until I am done enjoying my drink. Only then can you return to cleaning, is that clear?”

Fleur bit her lip, her body shaking all over as her resolve edged closer and closer to its limits. She could do this, she was a good filly! And so, Fleur remained as still as she could as Fancy took more and more sips of his drink, drawing out the process as much as he could.

The clock on the wall slowly ticked along, each tick sounding like a hammer striking an anvil over and over again to Fleur as she desperately tried to hold back what was obviously a losing battle. Seconds felt like hours to Fleur as excitement coursed through her, her stomach making it very clear that it had waited long enough and wasn’t going to wait any longer. Even still Fleur tried to her best to hold on a long as she could.

She lasted maybe two more seconds before all hell broke loose.

“Nooooooo…” Fleur moaned as her tail raised up and a messy landslide filled her diapers, causing the already thick diapers to inflate outward as they tried to contain the mess swiftly filling every nook and cranny of padding. It felt like an eternity before she was finally done, her diaper having expanded to almost double its size as the smell of her accident wafter through the air. Fleur’s face was bright red at the sheer embarrassment of what she had just done, knowing how obvious it was what she had just done and the consequences that would come of it.

“Oh? Did somepony have an accident?” Climbing down from his chair, Fancy Pants strolled up to Fleur and pressed a hoof deep into her diapers, smooshing the mess around as Fleur moaned in pleasure. “I thought I told you to clean the house without making a mess of your diapers, and what do you do instead? You prove to me just how much of a naughty filly you truly are.”

Shaking his head, Fancy Pants made for the door. “Stay right there, while Daddy goes to get your paddle. Somepony is in need of some discipline.”

In mere moments, Fancy Pants returned with the wooden paddle held aloft in his magic, the sight of it causing Fleur’s still building pleasure to reach a feverish pitch as he walked around her and positioned himself directly behind her sagging, diapered behind.

“I believe fifteen smacks should teach you not to disobey Daddy. And remember: no finishing until Daddy has finished spanking you.”

Fif–Fifteen!? Fleur didn’t think she could handle even one spank in her current state, but could do nothing as Fancy Pants pulled back the paddle and swung it down onto her plot, her mess filled diapers softening the blow while also pushing the mess around even more. Again and again, Fancy Pants delivered one smack after another to Fleur’s plot, driving her even wilder with each hit.

“And here’s fifteen! Now tell me what you are!” Fancy Pants declaring, reeling back like a major league batter as he delivered the final hit with a resounding “SMACK!”

With that, Fleur positively exploded into her diapers, her eyes rolling back in her head and her tongue flopping out of her mouth as she cried out in pure orgasmic ecstasy, “I’M A NAUGHTY FILLY!” Wave after wave of pleasure rocketed through her body as she filled her diapers with her juices, pushing them to their absolute limits as they threatened to leak and stain the carpet with her messes. Somehow, above all odds, her diapers miraculously held as Fleur flopped onto her belly, panting as she rolled over onto her back and gazed up at the ceiling, still lost in the aftershocks of her orgasm.

You couldn’t tell by looking at him, but Fancy Pants was also being driven wild by the sight of Fleur lying their in her thoroughly used diapers, wanting nothing more but to join her in blissful ecstasy. However, that would have to wait just a bit longer, as Fancy Pants still had a job to do first. “There, that’s a good filly. Now, does my baby want Daddy to change her into a fresh diaper? Does she?”

Still reeling from it all, Fleur could do nothing but nod her head.

“Wonderful. One moment…” Walking over to one of the nearby cabinets, Fancy Pants opened it to reveal a freshly stocked diaper bag, prepared for this very occasion. Pulling it out, Fancy Pants walked back over to Fleur and began to pull everything her would need for a diaper change, including a fresh diaper, powder, wipes, and even a bright pink pacifier that he popped into Fleur’s mouth, smiling as she began to suckle the paci. While she was distracted by her pacifier, Fancy Pants worked to change Fleur out her messy diapers and into s fresh one, taking great care in cleaning her up before sliding a fresh diaper underneath her, adding a fresh layer of powder, and taping her securely up into it.

“There, all clean. Now… Just one more thing…” Picking up her balled up diapers in his magic, Fancy Pants levitated it over to Fleur’s face, giving her a clear view of just what she’d done. “Once you’ve thrown this out for Daddy, he has a special reward for his naughty little filly…”

Smiling, Fleur was helped up by Fancy Pants as she used her magic to take the used diapers from him. Strolling over to the door, she made sure to give him a clear view of her freshly diapered plot as she wiggled it suggestively before walking towards their bedroom, an eager Fancy Pants trotting in toe behind her.

Much sex was had that night, and it was glorious.

Author's Note

Mission: Try and push as many buttons as possible.

Mission Successful?