Fall of the Queen (Chapter 17)

Chapter 17
Morning Operation

The house was so eerily quiet. I had never heard it so calm. Usually I heard Blake laughing or Katie mocking me; but right now the only sounds were the typical creaking’s of an old place. I opened my door the rest of the way, cringing as it creaked again. I slipped through the crack in the door and tip-toed my way down the hallway. I knew exactly where the bathroom was because I had seen it many times, like a holy beacon. A glowing white door at the far end of the hallway on the opposite side of the house. I snuck through the main foyer and through the kitchen. I was going to use the bathroom like a normal 18 year old, and no one was going to tell me otherwise!

My footsteps creaked with every step I took. I considered crawling instead but my cheeks flushed when I realized how that would look while I was wearing only a diaper. I would just have to be as quiet as possible. Katie’s and Blake’s room doors were closed and I saw no sign of them. Hopefully they were both just still asleep. If that was the case I could actually pull this off. Use the toilet like a normal girl for the first time in almost five days. I felt like an eternity had passed since this whole thing started. As my mind wandered I got closer and closer to my goal, and finally, I saw it! At the end of the hall was the beautiful white door. I was so close; I was going to do it! I reached for the door handle and tugged.

The door stayed in place. I tugged again, still nothing. The door was locked. Panic ensued on my face. “No!” I whined out as quietly as I could make myself. “No! No! It’s not fair!” I began to whimper and tug at the handle with both hands. These crazy fucking people had actually locked the door to the bathroom just to stop me from using it! Angry tears ran down my face as I tugged furiously on the door handle again and again! I knew it was locked but I didn’t want to believe it! I had come this far.

A thought came to me suddenly. The door might be locked, but that means that there had to be a key somewhere. Maybe, just maybe… I could find it… I tiptoed back down the hallway and into the kitchen. The kitchen was where I had seen Blake and Katie spend most of their time. Unless the key was in their room (I begged to a higher power that it wasn’t.) then it was going to be in the kitchen.

I snuck behind the kitchen counter and began looking through drawers and cupboards and even in the pantry. I looked everywhere I thought it might be. Everywhere I could think of. I looked at the clock. 6:53. If it was going to find it, go to the bathroom, put the key back where I’d gotten it, and get back to bed without getting caught, I needed to do it now!

I racked my brain for any hint of where the key might be. Anything that either of them had mentioned or said that would give me some sort of clue…

My eyes shot open as I remembered something Blake had said,

“Babies like you are too short to reach the top of the fridge anyways.”

My eyes were drawn to the top of the fridge where my backpack from Friday still rested. Could it be…?

I walked into the living room and grabbed one of them chairs. It was heavy and probably weighed half of what I do but I managed to carry it the kitchen without making too much noise. Putting the chair against the fridge I climbed up on top of it. My diaper crinkling was still the loudest thing in the house, but that didn’t make me feel much better as the strange plastic material still made me blush.

I made it though! As I stood up on the chair I saw a little wicker bowl filled with keys! I had been right! Those bastards had locked every room in the house to keep me out, and had hid all the keys up here along with my old stuff!

I didn’t know which key was the bathroom key so I grabbed the whole basket and gently plopped down to the floor. As I did so I felt another tingle from my bladder telling me that I wasn’t going to be able to hold it much longer. I needed to hurry!

I stuck my head out of the kitchen and looked both ways down the hall. I didn’t hear anything, and looking now I didn’t see anything either. Sneaking back down the hallway as quickly as I could I made it back to the bathroom door.

I placed the bowl down on the floor and grabbed a key from it. I tried it in the lock… nothing, no fit. I put the key on the other side so I wouldn’t get it confused with the rest. As I felt my urge to pee grow stronger I was beginning to panic. There was at least twenty keys in here. I needed to check them fast!

Blue key… nope.

White key… nada.

Black key… negative.

Small key, large key, old fashioned key, rainbow key? Every single one I tried didn’t work. More panic took me over. What if this bowl was just a part of their plan? What if every key in here was just a fake? Key, after key, after key I tried and still none of them worked. I was nearing the bottom of the bowl and only had a couple of them left.

My bladder was near to bursting as I grabbed hold of a slender brown key. I stuck it in the lock and it went all the way through. As I turned it I heard the beautiful sound of a lock clicking. I grabbed hold of the handle and flung open the door. What I saw as I opened it made a little warmness spread pre-maturely into my diaper.

“Hello Princess.”

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This story was written by Zander Chesney You can find more of his content here : https://zanderchesneyoriginals.tumblr.com/