Dangerousangleofadream - Femdom

dream night of 'sex' with my wife

The Adult Baby Adoption Part 2

(This story is complete fiction and although i may desperately wish it isn’t, there is no fact or real world experience behind this story, and themes reflected in the story may be triggering, these themes are not my actual beliefs and are only part of a fantasy kink scenario. Also non of the images belong to me)

Eventually the moment i dreaded came, the elevator finally reached ground floor and with a “Ding” the doors would open into the now bustling lobby. No matter how much i tried to pull back against daddy his strength just embarrassed me more as i failed to resist him pulling me by the hand out into the lobby. “Oh my god Mr Carmichael! Is that the guy who came in earlier? Is that ‘baby’?” The very same doorman who had granted me access said trying to hold back laughter as i turned a deep shade of red and hung my head.

“Of course not! This is my newly adopted daughter! This Weak, Defenceless, Helpless and Cute Little Girl is Jade Carmichael. Also that reminds me Doorman! I want Jades face on the watch list for the building, if jade is caught trying to enter or exit the building i want you to handcuff her, call me immediately and while you wait for me you must make her pray for forgiveness till i arrive. I don’t expect she’ll try to run away but measures have to be put in place just in case” Daddy said to the doorman who insisted on taking a picture of me for the doorman notice board. Once that was done, daddy would ask them to retrieve his car. While we waited daddy took me over too a couch in the lobby where he sat me down and from his bag pulled out a banana.

Sitting down next to me daddy would peel the banana 🍌 before handing it to me. “Can’t have you going hungry till we reach the event Princess, eat up now” daddy encouraged as i looked at the banana nervously, then looking daddy in the eyes i said “I… I… I can’t daddy…. I told the agency I… I don’t like bananas” to which daddy replied, “exactly but your not allergic to them which means you’ve made the childish and unfounded decision that you don’t like them. Well thats going to change, so eat up Jade. Growing girls like you need the potassium!”. Looking at the banana, i felt sick, i’d always hated the mushy texture of bananas but I couldn’t defy daddy now, lord knows I couldn’t handle the embarrassment of public punishment. So i took the phallic fruit in my mouth and began to eat, each bite made me wrench and dry heave and my eyes watered trying to eat the disgusting fruit not helped by daddy insisting i finish the entire banana. Finally though it was finished and daddy smiled as he said “see! That wasn’t so bad? But its ok, since your having a minimum of 1 a day from now on you’ll grow to love them!” As embarrassment and discomfort rippled through me i cuddled Angel in my left arm as daddy then took my right.

“Your car is right out front Mr C, safe drive sir” the doorman said to daddy as he and I stood up and headed to the door. Being led by this big man out into the street I couldn’t help but wonder how different things could have been had i paid more attention on that paperwork, could i be sat on some big titted mommy dom’s lap in a diapered dressed as her little boy and playing video games? How different things could have been!. Stepping outside, there to greet us by the roadside sat a beautiful pastel grey Bentley Mulliner Batur. “Oh my god daddy is that yours!? A Bentley Mulliner Batur! Beneath its gleaming bonnet lies the most powerful expression ever of the 6.0 litre, twin-turbocharged Bentley W12 engine. Thats a 710 horsepower car! The fastest i’ve ever driven is 280 horsepower!!! Just how rich are you!!” At that daddy said one of the most demeaning things to me possible. “Jade, first of all don’t take the lords name in vain like that! Secondly, your a little girl! Little girls don’t like or know anything about cars ok princess! Your little girly brain should be more interested in pretty dresses and makeup than cars. So to teach you not to talk about cars from now on you’ll be spanked for showing or expressing knowledge on them. Also you can’t have driven a car as fast as you say, because little girls like you can’t drive. Finally, how much money daddy has should only be your concern when your thanking me for buying you more pretty dresses.” As he proceeded to reach with his free hand for the passenger door handle. How humiliating, to be told i cant like cars because i’m a little girl, to be gender stereotyped for a gender that i’m not and told what my interests should be🥵 unbelievably humiliating.

Opening the passenger door however would reveal something even worse… sat ok the passenger seat was a pink specifically designed seat harness! On the bottom was a padded cushion with a triangular wedge and several straps then on the back there was a wrap around head rest just big enough for my head with 2 chunky cushions on either side and a strap and finally there was a thick harness to hold my chest. Looking at daddy i whimpered “please no daddy, this is to embarrassing! Im a grown up i don’t need a car seat!” But daddy simply laughed as he pushed and manoeuvred me into position. Sitting on the padded cushion, the triangle wedge was between my legs and pushed the skirt of my dress and jacket up, then would guide my arms through the arm holes of the harness before closing it and strapping it tightly so i couldn’t sit forward or move too much from side too side. Then from the cushion a strap was clipped across the top of my knees stopping my upper thighs from moving, finally daddy would run a strap across my forehead keeping my head pinned back against the headrest and sandwiched between the two big cushions. The whole time i whimpered and moaned until i was sat with only my arms able to move freely, my gaze was now forcefully stuck looking forward and because of the big cushions at either side of my head my peripheral vision was obscure. Placing angel back in my arms daddy shut the door and walked around the car before getting in the drivers side and starting the car, as the car started there was an exhilarating growl from the engine to which daddy would infantilise me more by reaching over and holding my right hand while saying “sshh sshh sshh baby girl its ok, the big car isn’t a monster! Daddy will protect you, i know you don’t understand but this is a Mans car! Now lets get to church, can’t keep god and the rest of the flock waiting!” He said with a smile that i could just barely see.

Taking back his hand i clung tightly too Angel as daddy put the car into gear and pulled out into the street, how humiliating! Ever single traffic light from the penthouse building too the church would turn red in us forcing us too stop. Each time we did my cheeks grew redder as people stared, pointed, laughed and teased me from other cars, passing on the sidewalk and more. Finally after a 45 minute car journey we would arrive at a huge Church with a massive ornate Jesus Christ on the cross suspended from the front above the doors. Pulling into the carpark in front, Daddy pulled into a space before turning off the engine and proceeding to release the straps over my head and knees then getting out he’d come round too my side where he would release my torso from the tight and uncomfortable harness and helped me out of the car. Finally we began our approach to the front doors, looking around the car park i was in shock as I spotted Super cars and Expensive cars filling the car park, Bugatti’s, Lamborghini’s, Lotus’s, Maserati’s and more, slowly i began to wonder what the fuck kinda church and delegation this was!!. I also thought about running but daddy had a tight grasp of my hand, however just as we reach the bottom on the steps into the church pressure on my bladder suddenly began building and before i could think i began whimper “i need to pee, please take this thing off me so i can go pee!” I begged daddy however he simply stopped us at the bottom of the stairs and said “pee yourself now Jade! Thats why your in pullups! Stop thinking like an adult, forget about toilets! Your arse will never touch a toilet seat again so act like the weak little baby you are and piss yourself now!” He said sternly as I stood with my knees turned into each other, cuddling angel and looking at him with bright red cheeks and watering eyes…. Hearing that I…. I let go, within seconds warm liquid flooded my diapered crotch and a wave of shame flooded over me. However daddy was leaving no time too stew in my shame for as soon as I finished he then dragged me up the stairs and into the church.

Entering into the reception, daddy smile and gave a friendly greeting too the church receptionist who completely ignored me as she said too daddy “everyones in the main atrium Ulysses, have a blessed day!” To which daddy smiled as he then led me through into a huge wide open space, the wall decorated with christianic symbols and doctrines, the pews had been move too the outsides of the room and in the middle was a huge circular kids play pen with 4 foot tall child barriers, inside there were about 40 men and women of varying physical age all dressed as adult babies of varying age, some were sitting so heavily restrained in their diapers and baby clothes that they could barely move while others sat and crawled around acting the age they were dressed as. Outside the play pen were tables all spread out with the “grown ups” sat drinking wine and talking. As we entered daddy would be approached by a beautiful brown skinned, Black Haired and browned eyed woman in a long black dress which looked very reminiscent if pastoral robes. “Ahhh Reverand Imelda, I hope we’re not too late!” Daddy said with a radiant smile as the Woman gave him a hug before stepping back and said “oh nonsense Ulysses! Your right on time! And pray tell, who is our newest follower of god?” Reverend Imelda said looking at me with a smile. Wiggling my hand which he still had a tight grip on daddy said, “go on baby, don’t be rude! Your pastor asked you a question” nervously i tried my best to soften my voice and said “my name is Jam….I mean Jade Carmichael Miss” which turned my cheeks a bright scarlet with humiliation. Pinching my cheek the Reverend would look at daddy as she said “well isn’t she just adorable! Well you can leave her in the play pen with all the other babies and grab a coffee and some muffins.”

Pulling my face away from the stranger pastors grip daddy would speak for me saying, “Oh absolutely, jade will be going in the play pen. But Reverend Imelda? You don’t have any of those deportment aids for difficult babies handy do you? Jade here hasn’t quite learned to listen to and behave for adults yet” looking at him my eyes widened and I opened my mouth to speak only too have daddy shush me. This was mortifying, being spoken about and too like a dumb child. However as daddy said “deportment aids” and mentioned my unruliness I instantly knew trouble was on its way. “Oh of course Ulysses! I’ll go grab them, get baby’s jacket off while im away so she’s ready” the Reverend cooed as she quickly scurried off past daddy. As daddy unlocked the padlock on my jacket zipper he removed angel from my arms and began to remove my humiliating pink jacket to expose my juvenile and hyper feminine state of dress. “Daddy! Please dont make me wear anything more humiliating! I don’t want those Aid thingys!” I moaned and groaned as daddy completely removed my jacket. At that the reverend appeared with 2 pink fluffy on the inside cuffs connected by a 30 cm link for my ankles and another two exactly the same for my wrists as well as a ring gag designed to look like big red lips.

Before I could protest at all the reverend shoved the ring gag into my mouth making it a gaping hole surrounded by pathetic Pvc Puffy faggot fake lips. Whimpering, i was manhandled into the wrist and ankle cuffs, the ankle cuffs going over my pink sparkly ugg boots i tried to beg for freedom or even just beg to be able to touch myself but i was ignored as the links which linked both ankle cuffs and both wrist cuffs were then connected by another link making it nearly impossible to walk, crawl or squirm to much. Stood unable to separate my legs further an 30cm’s i hung my head In absolute shame as i tried desperately to stop myself feeling turned on as my desperate to be touched penis was painfully smothered in its cage. Then from behind daddy scooped me up bridal style and once in his arms, helpless, dressed like a pussy and restrained I couldn’t help but shoot pathetic caged sissy stickies into my diaper and blush with embarrassment.

Kissing my cheek, Daddy said “now remember and play nice with the other babies! Daddy expects you to behave like a proper lady!” As i looked down at myself, pink lolita style shin length pathetic dress, white shiny leggings and my Sparkly pink ugg boots… god i looked pathetic. Carrying me into the play pen, daddy lay me on my back on a fluffy pink blanket covered in love hearts and surrounded by dollies, then taking angel with him i watched daddy go and take a see at a table and begun talking to some people who looked like acquaintances as the reverend close over the 5ft tall play pen fence. Looking around i was in shock at this place, what kinda church was this? Why were there so many of them who had adult babies? Looking around the pen there were some adult older than me being regressed, some younger, some were extremely femininely dressed, some were extremely masculinely dress, some were lightly bound, others were heavily restrained, some were actively acting like babies and others were desperate to be grown up. However no matter how hard i looked around i could not find another male being forced to be a female baby although i did spot a very attractive female who was clearly being forced to be a male baby. Watching her she was clearly like me and had not planned for this, the poor admittedly very attractive girl with a beautifully feminine face had had her hair shaven right down to a buzz cut, gave her a fake 5 o’clock shadow to look like she had facial hair and dressed her in a full length dark blue romper that looked like a Baseball player which had an open crotch to reveal her Dinosaur diapers, on her arms temporary tattoos of Baseball’s race-cars and dinosaurs, her arm hair has been died a darker colour to make it more obvious, the poor girl had been wheeled into the play pen in a blue Stroller which which restrained her ankles, wrists and torso. She looked so embarrassed, uncomfortable and down right jealous of all the baby girls in the play pen.

However my focus would suddenly snap back to my close surroundings as a man who looked to be in his thirties began crawling over too me. The man had the most childish looking dark blue sailor outfit on, his shorts were very obviously home too more than one puffy diaper and on his head was a matching little sailors hat. Slowly i began to panic and shuffle a little as the man crawled over hand gently brushed my long pink wig away from my face as he and began to speak, “hewwo Butifful, I weally wikes youw dwess. You vewy pwetty giwl~” at which I panicked more and with my gaping faggot lips ring gag in tried to tell him i was a man! “Mommy tolds me I cants touch my peepee for pweasuwe! I fink you vewy pwetty and i fink yous a giwl so yous needs to hewp me makes stickies in my diapees… I’m so fuckin horny man and that woman wont let me touch myself!!!! So i honestly don’t care whats in your diapers dude when you look this much like a girl! Shut up and let me do humpies on you and make out a little…. I gotta cum!!!” He said suddenly dropping the babish talk. Panic and pure disgust set in as i began violently trying to pull my hands further from my ankles and against the restraints to escape.

However at that the man would straddle my pelvis as he knelt with a knee either side of my crotch. Planting one hand around my throat, tears filled my eyes and my cheeks turned scarlett as he then lowered his crotch onto my hands which where restrained just above my crotch. “Rub my crotch with your pretty little hands princess as i hump!!” The man demanded as he began then to rub himself up and down against my hands, dress and diaper. What could i do!? I tried and tried to push him off but he simply tightened his grip on my throat and humped harder, the harder he smashed his crotch into me the sorer it felt as he crushed my caged penis and balls!. After a few moments he would begin groping my chest while shoving his tongue into the gag and making out with the big fake faggot lips of the gag. Gradually he began moaning and whispering for his mommy’s approval, all the while tears flooded down my face from pain and embarrassment as he look me dead in the eyes the moment he hit his diaper orgasm using me like his sex doll. With that he let go of my throat and stopped groping my chest, sitting upright he sat crushing my hands into my caged crotch and looked at me as he said “ohhhhhh god yes that it, stickies in diapees! Thats what we’re here for!!” With a fatigued giggle.

By this point i was sobbing so hard with pain and embarrassment i could barely see him however he would lean in and say, “boy or not, i think I’ll tell mommy I want you as my girlfriend! Then hopefully she’ll talk to your daddy and arrange more playdates like this one!” He teased before spitting into my wide open mouth and saying “welcome to the life of this fucking adult baby parents cult faggot! Thanks for the orgasm!! Mmmmmmmmmwahhh” he said kissing my forehead before crawling off into the crowd of other Adult baby’s. The embarrassment, demoralisation and pure disgust was overpowering and too such a point I would let out a scream of pure rage as tears flooded my eyes and ran down my cheeks. Finally daddy would appear, picking me up he would carry me bridal style back to his table of associates, “apologies folks, you know kids. I better see whats wrong with her” daddy said sitting me on his lap as he sat down and i was surrounded by these strangers who watched as tears rolled down my face.

Unbuckling the gag, daddy would remove the gaping red fake lips from my mouth finally allowing me too close my mouth. Looking at me daddy would stroke my cheek as he said “now then Jade, what were you making such a fuss about?”. To which i sniffled and replied, “that man in the sailor outfit was humping me and hurt my penis by smashing his crotch into mine, i tried to beg him to stop and push him off but he just kept going, groping my chest and sticking his tongue down my throat.” I explained hoping perhaps daddy would get over protective or even tell me he was upset i felt uncomfortable….. but no…. Instead daddy would proceed too humiliate, degrade, belittle and insult me as he proceeded to speak.

“Well first of all Jade. Your a girl, you dont have a penis! Second…. Thats great news!! Your first day out and your feminine and dainty little girl looks have attracted a boyfriend!!! You need to understand, as a pathetic baby girl, you should be happy and honoured that the baby boy found you so attractive that he humped you! In future though, if your going to fit in at this church you need to learn that little girls like you shouldn’t he saying ‘no’ too a boy. If a little boy wants too do something too or with you, as the superior little baby sex, you must do as they say. Remember what i said about cars ? This is the same thing, fill your mind with pretty colours, dresses, makeup, princesses, impressing boys etc!” Daddy said, I couldn’t believe what i’d just heard. What the hell kinda church was this? Who the hell were these archaic minded people! At a complete loss for words i looked at daddy in total shock.

Chuckling to himself daddy then wrapped his arm around me and pulled me into his chest, with still my wrists and ankles restrained i could do nothing but cuddle daddy as he rocked me back and forth. Then after about 5 minutes he would resume his adult conversations with his associates as though I weren’t on his lap cuddled into him. Before i knew it…. I had drifted into a peaceful nap in his arms like some kind of magic had taken hold. What would the rest of this horrendously embarrassing day bring 🥵

Yes I will!

"...So I want you to stay in the chastity device until at least 1st December, then I'll review your release date.

Now, I'm meeting Stephen tonight and I may bring him back, so you're going to need to find somewhere else to spend the night. I suggest you try your brother. You can return to the flat about 10am and clean up. Got it? Now what do you say?"

"Thank you very much for letting me serve you, Christine. May I get you anything else?"

"No; but you may dispose of my cup."

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One of my own captions to tide us over while we are waiting for N's post about her meeting with Nigel. I know what happened but I'm not allowed to say as N wants to write it.

I've not been on Tumblr so much this week as I've not been coping so well with chastity and so I've been trying to focus on other things. It's perhaps not surprising that when N told me to make a "filler" caption, I wrote one with a first line that reflected my own position. 1st December seems an awful long way away.

Still, chin up slave! it is my privilege to be under Her Management.

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