Revenge of the Equalists Pt.4
Helpless and incapacitated, Bolin thought back to the golden days of team Avatar, his friends, and their adventures. He reminisced on the relationships he built with the people he cared about most. How did it all come to this?! Despite his despair and disbelief he was at the mercy of Twee and Sho and whatever humiliating plans they had for him, at least until his bending returned, or so he thought. Having these twins terrorize him made him think of Dezna and Eska, although he knew those two wouldn’t even stoop to this level.
Sho gently grabbed Bolin, helping him up and over Twee’s knee who held the massive wooden paddle in his hand, looking at Bolin like he was a piece of meat. Now Bolin may be a known earthbender, lava bender, and all around strong and talented individual, however he was not well known for his pain tolerance. To his own surprise the paddle was much more painful than he anticipated, taking only a few short blows before he was audibly yelping at every smack. He attempted to wiggle off Twee’s knee with what little motor control he had thanks to the chi blocking, but Sho did a good job making sure he stayed put.
Bolin thought it would never end, taking smack after smack until there were tears running down his face. Midway through Sho looked up to see Liang in the distance, giving his best 2 members an approving nod as he watched them bring Bolin to his knees. In truth he knew breaking Bolin wouldn’t be difficult, in the end he knew it was just a means to a greater prize, but that wasn’t going to stop him from enjoying every single second. Speaking of enjoyment, Twee was having the time of his life brutalizing Bolin’s bottom.
“You benders are all the same, thinking you can skate through life relying on a gift you don’t deserve, and never having to take accountability for your actions!” Twee said as he brought down the paddle once again, eliciting quite the wail from Bolin.
When the twins finished their onslaught and finally let Bolin to the ground, he was a crying mess. He could feel the heat irradiating from his backside, not daring to touch it just yet. Before he had time to process anything else, Sho was there again, turning him to laying on his back on the play mat as Twee brought over a large case, the contents of which Bolin was afraid to see. Twee dug in, looking through the box for an appropriate size, pausing here and there to take another stare at Bolin’s less than impressive manhood, commenting on how it was “Below average”. A red faced and tear stained Bolin didn’t even have the energy to take offense. Finally Twee pulled out one he was satisfied with, giving Bolin a first look at the device. It was a small metal thing, cylindrical with a base ring. He’d never seen anything like it and in truth had no idea what it was for, though the pit in his stomach didn’t want to find out.
“It’s funny, the metal bender we had make these had no idea he’d unwittingly become a victim of the cruel devices he created. Who knows, you may meet him in one of the communal play areas here soon.” Twee said as he kneeled down, getting uncomfortably close to Bolin’s naked body.
Bolin felt chills run up his body at the feeling of another man touching his most private places. Thanks to Sho holding him down he couldn’t even see what was going on down there, but based on sensation alone he knew it couldn't be anything good. Twee finished quickly, having had much experience at this particular endeavor. Bolin was finally able to see what happened, looking down to see the device securely locked on his dick.
“Now this should help prevent any unwanted little pokey bits like we had earlier” Twee said.
“Hehe yeah brother, we wouldn’t want this little guy getting too excited!” Sho said, clearly excited about this part of the process.
“Now let’s get this guy into a clean diaper, since he absolutely flooded the last one!”
That last comment from Twee made Bolin blush as he remembered that he did in fact piss himself. He tried to reason with himself, arguing that it wasn’t his fault, that they pushed him to it. When in reality he knew deep down that he had gotten aroused from the diaper and that he only peed himself because the paddle, and the thought of being beaten with it, had scared him.
Sho took his time gently changing Bolin, lifting his legs up and carefully applying lotion to his sore butt. Bolin flinched at his touch, but relaxed upon the realization that Sho was only trying to make it feel better. Was this some good cop bad cop routine? Bolin thought, reminding him of the days when Mako was a detective for the Republic City Police. Once Sho had taped the embarrassingly cute diaper on him, he helped him sit up, bringing him into a hug as he got him situated on his lap. They sat quietly as Sho rocked back and forth, rubbing his back and whispering that everything would be ok.
In truth this was unexpected yet needed. After this long awful day, Bolin didn’t realize just how much an ounce of kindness would do for him. He allowed himself to relax into Sho’s arms, knowing he couldn’t run away even if he tried. Bolin didn’t realize that the steady rocking and back rubbing was causing him to doze off to sleep until it was too late. Twee and Sho gently got him up and into one of the cribs, then expertly poking their fingers to various points of his body, ensuring his lack of motor control continued into tomorrow.
Twee walked away, proud of the job he’d done today. In his mind any day where he got to spank and punish a bender was a good one. Sho agreed this was all necessary and that benders needed to be punished, but he had a much kinder heart than his twin brother, enjoying the more loving and caring aspects of the job. Unbeknownst to both of them, this was why Liang always put them in charge of their VIP’s, knowing well that the balance of care and severe punishment is what pushed even the most strong will’s back down to infanthood, forcing their regresse’s to attach and bond to their caregivers.
Liang approached Bolin’s crib, carefully examining him. The sight of muscular grown men in cute printed diapers, subdues and docile never ceased to bring a maniacal smile to his face. He wondered how long it would be before the right people came looking for him, and how devastated he’ll be when he’s in too deep and the effects of regression became permanent. He gently parted Bolin’s hair and toyed with his paci, making sure it was in place, then walked away knowing everything was going exactly according to plan.
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