#mike's heart eyes are so obvious i just cant imagine her seeing that shit and still remaining oblivious

[euryleli]

Am I going crazy when I say El has never seen Will and Mike be... WillandMike?

In s1 El and Will missed each other entirely. When he came back, El got trapped in the upside down instead and s2 was the same thing - Will and Mike worked together as duo for most of the season and El was off doing her own thing.

In s3 we learn that El barely spends time with the rest of the party and she only connected with max after the whole ordeal about Mike's nana (which happened months after the ending of season 2), so El and Mike spent all of their days together completely alone at her cabin or actively ignoring and ditching the party during group hangouts

We don't actually know what happened during the time skip from the battle of starcourt to the byers move, but I don't think it's a stretch to say Mike and Will's friendship was still off (especially because of their infamous fight and "it's not my fault you don't like girls")

In s4 we know El and Will finally got to properly know each other - they're family now, not only acquaintances with a connection to the supernatural - but when Mike arrived in Lenora... well, the airport and rink o'mania scenes speak for themselves. They were being weird and El was obviously too preoccupied with her own issues to actually do or say something about it

But El's not stupid... so do we think if she had seen how Mike and Will act around each other, she would've known?

She's really perceptive and her upbringing being so disconnected from society also means she doesn't see the world through straight and heteronormative lenses...

[abdlbdsmstories]

Lost bet, lost dignity.

This story will involve nappy play, bondage, public humiliation,  sex, gangbangs, bondage and abuse. Not for the faint hearted!! Its a cross of nappy's and bondage. The story revolves around Sam (the humiliated), Tom (Sam's bf), Ryan (the gang leader) and a variety of his friends. The first part is told from Sam's point of view and then its told from Ryan's point of view. There’s a poker game, Tom cant afford to play so has to offer Ryan something in exchange for staying in... and the rest as they say is history!! It takes a while to get going but i hope its worth it!

PART 1

(Sam's point of view)

Tom was stupid. What on earth possessed him to try and take on Ryan and his gang at poker. They had been to Vegas and back and were proper hustlers. But Tom needed the cash and Ryan was willing to play him. There was a regular tournament at Ryan's pub but this time it was high stakes. £100 buy in, 100 players, winner takes all. Tom was flying in it, down to the final table and with 4 players left he was 2ND highest chip stack. Then in one fell swoop Ryan showed his prowess by wiping out the other 2 goons. So there it was Ryan Vs Tom. Heads-up. They hated each other with a vengeance after Ryan had slept with me. The game ebbed and flowed with Ryan pretty much buying the blinds. Then Ryan called Tom all-in and Tom couldn't resist.

   "Shall me make this a little more interesting, Tommy boy?" Said Ryan smugly.

   "OK..." Tom replied sheepishly,

   "I'm all in, plus a little added on top.... the pub as well..."

   "And what am i supposed to put in? I only got a poxy one-bed-roomed flat and a pushbike!" replied Tom,

   "SAM...for a fortnight...i and anybody i wish can do whatever we want with her!"

Tom looked at me and gave me the puppy-dog eyes! I nodded grimly at him whilst hastily signing a form the barman handed to me (which i would later live to regret!), I loved him and didn't want to let him down so the two men acknowledged. I hoped and preyed Tom had all the aces. I had heard of a previous poker game Ryan had played done exactly the same deal. The girl was humiliated and had the pics posted on the Internet. She was gang-banged, treated like a dog, made to be a maid and even nappied! I was nervous. Here i was sat at the bar of a dingy pub, surrounded by 5 of Ryan's mob wearing a low cut black top, my 32E breasts prominently on display and my white trousers accompanied by a pair of 6 inch high heels. I was a tall enough girl already at 5ft 10" but i felt domineering in these!

The moment of truth had arrived. Both men had showed there face cards...Ryan had AK suited, Tom JJ. The first three community cards were dealt, 9, 10, Queen. My heart was in my  mouth, the turn came a 6. The dealer flipped the river, the ace of hearts. My heart skipped a beat, my head dropped and there was a clicking noise. One of Ryan's mob had handcuffed me to the bar. Tom looked at me as i had tears streaming down  my face. i couldn't believe my boyfriend had pawned me in a bet and i was now at the mercy of this gang.

   "Sorry Tom, but a bets a bet..." Snarled Ryan with that perverted look on his face...."Bye..."

And with that 2 of Ryan's gang removed Tom from the pub. He really didn't seem interested that he'd lost me for 2 weeks more bothered he'd missed out on the pub. I on the other hand was terrified. I was sobbing uncontrollably, i could only imagine what they were going to do to me.

    Ryan approached like a blood thirsty animal. He tore my top away and fondled my breasts. As much as i wanted to hate it, i was very aroused as my nipples showed. He fondled me, pulled down my trousers and knickers and stood there with his gang admiring my body, my shaved pussy et al. I was then blindfolded, had a dog collar and leash attached around my neck and released from the cuffs. I was paraded up and down the pub every person in there giving me a good spanking before i was hoisted fireman's-lift style onto what felt like a pool table, flat on my back spread-eagle and scared.  A spreader bar was attached to my legs and they were hoisted into the air with just my back on the table and my bum horribly exposed to anything. I really thought they were going to use me but all i felt was a pipe inserted in my bum and a warm liquid filling my bowels. I knew it was an enema and as i was grimacing in humiliation i could hear the lads topping it up with pint after pint of fluid. When the pipe was finally removed i felt so bloated and at any minute was going to pooh all over the table but i wasn't given the chance. I had a butt plug rammed in me. The humiliation continued as my blindfold was removed and there on the table next to me was a packet of pampers nappys. As Ryan pulled a nappy out and unfolded it i could make out a picture of Elmo.

   Before the nappying began the lads took turns to pull a piece of paper out of box that went around, Ryan explained to them that some were just blank pieces whilst others had a specific task related to babying me! Lenny, a 6ft 3" coloured man with huge muscles had pulled out the 1st process. He strolled over to the table picked up a bottle of baby oil and with my legs still hoisted in the air i had baby oil rubbed over my bum and pussy. He took his time, sensually massaging the oil into my buttocks and pussy area with great pleasure. I was on the verge of orgasming but if i let go off an orgasm that butt plug would come out as well! Next up came Jay, 6ft very muscly and very aggressive with the powdering. He must have poured half the bottle between my buttocks and legs and rubbed it in vigorously. The next process was the dreaded nappying. Ryan unfurled it and placed it under my bum before taping it tightly across my bloated belly. I looked down in utter humiliation and tears began to well in my eyes. My legs were released and i was helped off the table and dragged by my leash into a corner and cuffed to the railing like a naughty child.

   Here i was, 19 years old, naked but for a baby nappy kneeling in the corner of a dingy pub smelling like a baby and in desperate need to the toilet. The butt plug was making me feel uncomfortable and i could no longer control myself. I broke down crying, i blubbered like a baby. This drew the attention of the lads who had returned to there drinking session. They uncuffed me and started mocking me,

     "Aaahhhhh poor baby. Does baby need her dummy? How about a nice toy to play with?" Jay commented pointing to his groin,

   "Or does baby need to relief herself eh?" shouted Ryan "Come on baby tell me what you want or else its back to the corner!"

   "I..I..." I really didn't want to say it but my stomach was aching and i felt like i was going to explode i managed to mumble...

   "I need to relief myself." They all laughed at me. They knew what i wanted but humiliation was there plan, Ryan replied

   "You need to do what? And you better reply properly Missy otherwise you'll be for it"

   "I need to pooh daddy's" I cried out hoping this was a horrible dream. It was then i just sobbed and sobbed. My mascara was streaming down my face, I was shivering cold and belly gurgling.

My wish was granted. The boys took me outside to the beer garden. It was basic, a few chairs arranged around tables and an old steel bath tub in the corner. I was stood in the bath tub while the guys arranged there chairs to get a good view of me. The leash was attached to the wall and i stood there. I managed to stop crying enough to look up at them. The horrible feeling i had was that this was a baby nappy, no way was it going to hold the amount of pooh i had in me. Somebody had brought a video camera along to film. I just knew where that video was going to go! The light from the camera blinded me a little and I couldn't see who was approaching me but i felt them fiddle with  my nappy and the voice explained,

   "Baby, your butt plugs coming out. But don't you dare poop yourself. We'll tell you when you can go. Understand?"

I nodded my head in agreement and out it was pulled. My nappy was readjusted. I was on the verge of poohing, the grimace on my face said a thousand words. I was struggling and could feel little by little seeping out. All i heard was,

   "5...4...3...2...1....go"

I just released myself. Wave after wave of diarrhoea filled my nappy. It was everywhere, all up my back, all down my legs oozing out of my nappy which miraculously managed to stay on. I must have had 4 or 5 massive pushes before i managed to regain myself and look up again. I looked into the camera and the tears formed again. Not before another wave released it from me. It was horrible. I looked down and was stood in about 3 inches worth of pooh. It smelt foul, like a sewer. I tried to clamber out but the leash restricted my movement. After the lads had finally stopped laughing and calling me 'shit-girl' or 'sammypoopoo' they disappeared inside to refill there drinks whilst i stood there accompanied by the sound of pooh dripping down my legs. 10 minutes later and the boys returned with more drinks and a bag which i knew contained the nappys.

   "Turn around shit-girl and spread your legs" Mike commanded. He had obvious got the job of having to clean me up. As i turned around and spread my legs, he grabbed at my very full nappy and ripped it off, it slumped into the bath tub accompanied by more pooh dripping down my buttocks and legs. Mike then fired up the hosepipe which was going to be used to clean me up.

   "Please wait....i.. i need to do something." I squatted down in the bath tub and to the sound of many giggles i weed. Once I'd finish the blast from the hosepipe sent me of balance and i kneeled in the bath tub. Mike continued soaking me and made me stand on all 4 fours outside the tub whilst he grabbed the sweeping brush and used it to clean my bum. It was painful, it scraped my buttocks and back. The rest of the lads grabbed sponges and buckets of water and took it in turns to scrub me and wash me down. Strangely, i found this kind of a relief. I felt loved and caressed. Ever part of my body was washed including my hair and face. Ryan then took control and carried me inside back to the pool table as it was starting to rain. HE left me there for a bit as he said his respects and goodbyes to the other lads who were going home. I over heard them say they would be back tomorrow.