I keep my subhub in chastity at all times. Diapers are added for punishments as needed. Once, after he had scratched my car and tried to deny it, I kept him locked up for 3+ weeks. Then I removed the device, but before he could get any pleasure, and under Severe warning against trying anything, I double-diapered him, pinned them in place very tightly and added a pair of his locking plastic panties. I chose the pink nursery-print ones that lock in the back with a waist chain and padlock. Then I dressed him in a t-shirt and sweats. It was quite obvious, if you were looking, that he was thickly diapered. Next, I put him in the car, insisting he sit on his hands before buckling him in. When I entered the freeway, he was in a panic over where I was taking him. I drove for about an hour and randomly exited. I drove until I found a mall, and took him in. As I paraded him around, I kept whispering in his ear about all the nasty sex we would have when we got back home. After 15 minutes of this torture, I asked him, "You're erect, aren't you?" and switched my teasing to telling him it was Very Obvious; I had seen several women smile at him and wink at me; that kind of thing. We stayed for a couple of hours, twice getting him large sodas at the food court. When I told him we were not leaving until he had wet, I thought he would burst into tears. Shortly thereafter, he told me he indeed had wet. Of course I made him convince me. Finally it was time to go. It was great to march him out to the car while he struggled to manage his saggy pants. By the time we got home he was completely into his sub space, very apologetic about the car, and emphatic that he would never "fib" to me ever again. I just said, well, then, your punishment is almost over then. But let's get you into dry diapers first. No sooner had I unpinned his soggy napps than I refit his chastity tube, much to his dismay. He didn't get angry and try to resist. Instead, he got all weepy and apologetic. I gave him a pacifier and finished up. I kept him in his device until the next Saturday before I finally let him out. He couldn't stop thanking me while I wanked him. He hasn't "Fibbed" to me since.