Bossed Around

Chapter II

Lydia began her meticulous preparations in Victoria's opulent apartment while it was still dark outside. The early morning light barely touched the room as Lydia worked quietly, her movements precise and deliberate. She knew that Victoria can't know or suspect anything until they're already there. She carefully packed a large suitcase with a variety of infantile items: diapers, pacifiers, T-shirts, and baby bottles. Each item was carefully arranged and hidden beneath layers of more neutral clothing, ensuring that Victoria remained blissfully unaware of what lay beneath the surface. She already made sure that there would be everything they needed at the cabin, but she figured it's better to be safe so everything could go according to plan.

Lydia's eyes sparkled with a mix of satisfaction and anticipation as she zipped the bag shut, already envisioning the transformation awaiting Victoria at their retreat.

The plane ride was as stressful as they come, Lydia was stressing about every aspect of Victoria's behavior and wondered if she could figure out if anything was wrong or if she could tell that something was going to change. Thankfully, Victoria remained none the wiser.

As the sun climbed higher, Lydia and Victoria arrived at the secluded cabin nestled among the trees. The cabin, quaint and charming, seemed a world apart from the bustling city life Victoria was accustomed to. Victoria took in the tranquil setting with a sense of relief, eager for the promised relaxation. Lydia greeted her with a warm, almost too pleasant smile, her eyes betraying a glint of hidden intent.

The inside of the cabin was almost just as quaint, it was wooden and cozy and beautiful. She entered to a living room and with an open concept to the kitchen. There was a highchair in the corner that was suspiciously big but she hadn't really paid attention.

They ventured into one of the room and stepped inside, Victoria was taken aback by the sight that greeted her. A nursery had been set up with all the trappings of infancy: a changing table, crib, and other babyish furnishings. The contrast between the rustic charm of the cabin and the nursery's childish decor was stark and jarring. Lydia's smile remained unwavering as she ushered Victoria inside.

"I thought this would be a relaxing change of pace," Lydia said softly, her voice carrying an undertone of authority that hinted at the true purpose of their retreat.

Victoria's eyes widened in confusion as she took in the sight of the nursery. Lydia's warm smile offered no explanations, only a firm, guiding hand that led Victoria further into the room. The tranquil setting of the cabin did little to soothe the growing unease that Victoria felt as she faced the new reality Lydia had so carefully orchestrated.

"Lydia what are you doing?" Asked Victoria, her voice shaking.

Lydia didn't even answer her, she just pushed her to the changing table. With Lydia's tall and muscular build and Victoria's petite one, it wasn't hard to maneuver Victoria into the changing table and strap her down, despite her struggling.

She thrashed and yelled but Lydia just stared at her until she calmed down. Seeing as there was no use and she had next to zero autonomy, Victoria succumbed and stopped the fighting, she just looked at Lydia towering above her as she laid there.

"What are you going to do to me?" She whispered, her voice breaking.

"Don't be silly, babygirl I won't hurt you" assured Lydia "this is just to ensure that I deliver on my promise. I said you'll get a relaxing weekend and I meant it. I just knew you won't accept to do this so I had to take it into my own hands" said Lydia as she started opening drawers and pulling out various items Victoria couldn't really pinpoint.

"I'll do what you want" pleaded Victoria "just let me go"

"Hush babygirl" Lydia waved her hands in her general direction dismissively as she pulled the last thing she needed out of one of the drawers. "You'll do what I say the way I say it"