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The Proof

“This is your place,” Daddy’s voice echoed in your mind, “And that’s the proof”.

Was he right? How can it be? How’s a grown man’s place inside a giant crib?

You were sucking on your pacifier, not spitting it out, after Daddy had put you down for a nap. A nap you didn’t want nor needed, but you had no choice. You could jump over the rails, yes it was a bit high. You could have, but you didn’t. You were lying in a soaked and damped diaper. You were a man, you could have ripped it off of you, but you didn’t. You let the squishy feeling stay over your groin.

“This is your place”, he said.

You looked at him, as he said it, horrified that it might be right.

“And that’s the proof”

You hated it, you hated it all. But how that man, that forced you to call him Daddy, how he knew the way to treat you. You could call him by his name, or any other name, but not Daddy. Still, you did, you called him Daddy, to his satisfaction.

But was it to your satisfaction as well? You were in the crib, humiliated and defeated. He proved his point, he was right, that was your place. In a crib, a baby, who likes it.

Ten minutes ago, you cried from inside the crib, crying for Daddy to let you out. He came by your side and lowered the rails, annoyed.

“Yes?” he asked impatiently.

“Please let me out. I just agreed to a little play time, I’m not a baby, I don’t like it,” you begged as the mobile played a lullaby above your head.

“Oh yeah?,” Daddy smirked, “Do you want to know how I know you’re a baby and that’s your place?” he raised his voice.

With a swift motion, he sent his hand to the front of your diaper, grabbing your raging boner.

“This is how I know, that’s your place, this is the proof!” Daddy was talking impatiently again but with a higher tone.

“Now you are going to be the good baby that you are, suck on your paci, and have a nap like a good boy, got it?” he said.

The fact he found out you were aroused, like never before, got you baffled by words.

You just shook your head yes.

Daddy left the room and left you to sob in the crib. Tears staining your cheeks, and pre cum staining your diaper.

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This one was written some time ago for bilbng86. Sadly, he's not on Tumblr anymore. But he's on Bluesky, so go say hello to him there! bilbng86.bsky.social

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