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So, erm, I guess I should introduce myself? My name is Bethany and I am my Daddy's baby (I mean, I'm 25-years-old but you know...)

This is a 21,000 word story detailing one of my days with Daddy. It contains all sorts of embarrassing and naughty things that I would really rather people didn't see. From wetting myself to playing with toys to pooping myself to the hottest sex of my life it's all in here!

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After a few hours of intense playing I could feel my energy flagging a little bit. It was a little after lunch time where Daddy had made us both yummy sandwiches that I yawned. I saw that Daddy had instantly noticed.

“Looks like my baby girl needs a nap.” Daddy said.

“I don’t…” I replied unconvincingly.

The truth was that I often had a little nap or two during the day. It was a habit I had fallen into a few years before and it was difficult to break. I usually woke up every day with the intention not to nap but it never lasted.

“It’s alright, baby.” Daddy said as he stood up, “A quick nap for an hour or two and then you’ll have all the energy in the world for playing.”

“Playing is important.” I said as if I was thinking the proposal over. Obviously I didn’t really have all that much say in the matter. If Daddy said I was having a nap there wasn’t a lot I could do to say otherwise.

I stood up and Daddy came around the table towards me. He wasted no time at all in reaching down to my nappy. I saw him reach under my dress and press the crinkly padding against my private parts. Just seeing him stick his hand under my dress to my crotch without asking permission or anything made me almost moan. Something about how sure he was in what he was doing, the way he took control of me without a second thought made a shiver of pleasure run down my spine.

“Seems like this isn’t a moment too soon for you.” Daddy said quietly into my ear, “You’re soaked.”

I let out a little whine as Daddy slipped his fingers past the leg band of my nappy. I was his. If he wanted to check me he could, if he wanted to touch me he could; I felt like a doll who existed for Daddy and it was so frickin’ hot!

I could feel Daddy’s fingers moving across the nappy until they reached my little opening. He upped his hand and rubbed his fingers against my slit. This time I couldn’t stifle the moan and heard Daddy chuckle in amusement. Unfortunately for me his fingers withdrew almost as quickly as they had gone exploring.

“Such a needy girl.” Daddy said as he took my hand and led me towards the stairs.

It wasn’t something I could help! The nappies turned me, Daddy turned me on, being little and submissive turned me on… If I wasn’t wearing a nappy I would be going through several pairs of panties a day.

Such a slut… My brain taunted me dismissively

Yes! I was! I was Daddy’s little slut!

Daddy led me not to the nursery but into the bathroom. I didn’t have to ask what was going on as he went straight to the tub and started warming up the water. I wasn’t even allowed to run my own bath. Daddy held his hand under the water until he was happy with the temperature and then turned back towards me.

“Arms up.” Daddy instructed.

I didn’t hesitate to do as I was told. I lifted my arms into the air and then let Daddy take my dress off. He continued to undress me until I was down to my nappy and nothing else. I had to fight the urge to cover my breasts. I wasn’t used to being seen like this still.

“You look stunning.” Daddy whispered as he walked right up to me and put his hands on my hips.

I blushed and turned away. I had to fight the urge to tell him he was wrong. Daddy rule number one stated that I was to accept compliments and not put myself down. It was easier said than done sometimes. Daddy pulled me into a cuddle and I felt myself melting into him, in fact I may have relaxed a little too much as I felt a fresh trickle of pee slip into my already drenched padding.

“I’m the luckiest Daddy in the whole world.” Daddy whispered.

As he spoke I felt his hands go lower. They reached the waistband of my nappy and I felt him pull it back. He was using cuddle time as an excuse to check me! Despite knowing I should be objecting I instead just felt excited. The way he could casually belittle me without words was so hot. God, everything he did was so hot!

Whilst Daddy waited for the tub to fill it was like he couldn’t get enough of my body. He started kissing my neck, his hands roamed down my sides and back, I felt him check and squeeze my nappy. Every time he brushed one of my nipples I couldn’t help but moan, they were stood to attention and had rarely felt so sensitive. For a few minutes I was lost in a world of bliss.

“Daddy…” I moaned, “I’m feeling very… hot and bothered.”

“Silly baby.” Daddy said as his hands cupped my breasts, “That sort of thing is not for baby girls.”

“Pleeeease!” I was practically begging. I had never begged a man for sex in my life but right then I would’ve got on my hands and knees for him.

“Be a good girl.” Daddy said teasingly as he lowered his hands to my nappy again, “You’re going to have your bath and then take a nap.”

I looked up at the ceiling and pouted. I was on the verge of a full-blown tantrum though I knew it wouldn’t help me get what I wanted even if Daddy enjoyed punishing me. In fact, I probably shouldn’t have said anything because I knew Daddy would now be evil and take great pleasure in teasing me.

I heard the tapes on my nappy getting ripped from the front landing strip and as I looked down the wet padding fell to the ground with a heavy thump. As I looked at the discoloured padding I felt myself blush, I really had wet a lot more than I thought I had. Now the slight smell of stale urine wafted up towards my nose.

“Come on. Into the tub.” Daddy said as he took my hand.

With a shaky leg and leaning on Daddy for support I stepped over the edge of the tub and into the bath. The water was hot but comfortable and I slowly lowered myself down. At least the bath water would hide just how horny I was.

Of course, I wasn’t allowed to wash myself though. Daddy had everything well in hand, literally when he was rubbing the wash cloth on my skin or soaping me up. Everything felt so sensual and it was doing nothing for my rampant need to feel Daddy inside me. He made sure every inch of me was taken care of and even washed my hair for me. The most embarrassing part was when he was cleaning between my legs, I tried to hold still but as he rubbed against my crotch I couldn’t help but push forwards against his hand. I looked at him pleadingly but he simply smiled and removed his hand as if he hadn’t noticed anything.

Once out of the bath Daddy dried me off. Yet again I wasn’t allowed to take part in the process though I didn’t expect otherwise. He was so good at taking care of me, just showering me with attention… well, bathing me with it, I guess.

Daddy wrapped the towel around my shoulders and steered me to the nursery. I had spent a lot of my stay in this room, I knew I would miss it a lot when I left the next day. I hoped I had been a good girl during my visit and that Daddy would want me back.

Yeah… Maybe he can adopt you… My brain chimed in sarcastically.

That’s a great idea!

I wasn’t being serious… Oh, forget it.

I was taken straight over to the changing table. I was about to clamber on top of it when Daddy stopped me. I felt his hands on my smooth damp skin and couldn’t supress the moan that wanted to come out. His fingers tickled the tips of my breasts, they ran down my sides, I felt him caressing my butt and reaching around towards my kitten. How I wished he would just plunge in there…

Without warning Daddy bent me over the changing table. My eyes lit up, I was going to get exactly what I wanted, what I NEEDED. I spread my legs for him invitingly. I waited… and I waited.

I felt something plastic against my lower lips. I wondered what was going on until it suddenly buzzed to life. I gasped in surprise as the vibrations caused an earthquake within me, each tiny movement sending the pleasure centres of my nerves into overload. I didn’t care how sluttish I seemed. I bent over the table even further and spread my legs to an almost painful degree.

“Put it in…” I moaned desperately.

Daddy wasn’t one to be told what to do at any time. He kept the vibrator frustratingly against me but not enough to make me cum. It was like he had a doctorate in edging, he seemed to sense when he needed to press a little harder and when he needed to pull back to keep me at a level that was making me lose my mind.

I had become a quivering wreck. Drool was pooling on the padded surface of the changing table and I could feel the fluids of my excitement running down my thigh, something I had never experienced in my life. My legs were shaking and it was really only the changing table keeping me upright as I huffed and puffed against it. I gave no thought to the neighbours as I moaned and begged.

“Please, Daddy. Please!” I practically screamed.

“Not yet.” Daddy said simply. As abruptly as it had started the buzzing stopped.

I almost burst into tears. It felt like it must be breaking the Geneva Convention or something. To be so excited and then edged only to be denied. It felt like my whole vagina was throbbing and pulsing with warmth. I had desperate thoughts about what might convince Daddy to let me cum. Maybe I should turn around and get on my knees in front of him, maybe he wanted me to beg and humiliate myself. Lord knows I would’ve done it.

The truth, which both me and Daddy knew however was that Daddy had no intention of letting me climax yet. He wanted me in this turmoil. It made me even more pliable to his instructions. Even more willing to please. I used to think I was a good domme but Daddy was a master. It was like he had travelled to the Himalayas, climbed a mountain and trained with an old master in the ancient arts of Domination.

You’re going crazy.

I just need to cum!

Daddy had made his mind up though. Despite the throbbing need and ignoring the feeling that a good strong breeze might push me over the edge I climbed up on to the changing table and laid down. Daddy went to the foot of the table and pulled out a fresh nappy which was slipped beneath me in short order. He was about to lift the front of the nappy up when he suddenly paused.

“Almost forgot.” Daddy said as he picked up the baby powder.

It was one of my favourite parts of the whole changing process. I looked down to my crotch as a cloud of powder appeared over it, I could feel the light dusting on my skin like a warm and finer snow. Daddy rubbed it all into my skin but still took care not to give me release.

With the powdering complete Daddy lifted the front of the nappy and taped it closed. I sighed. Don’t get me wrong, I love the nappies, but it was like a prison cell now. My naughty lady parts had been locked away because they were out of control. Daddy then picked out what I would wear in the crib. It was a white onesie with hearts all over it as well as the words “Yes Daddy?”

It was a piece of clothing meant to humble the wearer and as it was pulled over my head I felt sufficiently humbled. Daddy kneeled down to do up the poppers between my legs and the stretchy material hugged my body tightly.

“Alright, dream land is calling for you, Princess.” Daddy said as he patted my butt and pointed to the crib.

With a cacophony of crinkles I went across to the baby bed and climbed inside. Daddy locked the side closed once I was in to make sure I wasn’t going anywhere. I sat down and looked through the bars as Daddy made sure the bars didn’t go anywhere.

“Be a good girl.” Daddy instructed. He reached through the bars and stroked my hair, “And no touching yourself. Believe me, I’ll know.”

I pouted and stuck my tongue out at Daddy who chuckled as he turned away. I watched him go until he closed the nursery door leaving me alone. Believe me I wanted to stick both my hands down the front of my nappy straight away but Daddy had ordered me not to…

You’re really going to let him tell you what you can’t do? My brain asked with a figurative raise of the eyebrow, Just do it!

You’ve changed your tune. Daddy told me I wasn’t allowed so I won’t.

He’ll never know!

He has his ways! Besides what are you supposed to be? My brain or the devil on my shoulder?

Fine. But if you aren’t going to relieve this need I’m going to make sure you can’t ignore it. Even in sleep!

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Three weeks previously…

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Daddy had his arm around my waist as I led the way back to my place. We’d been on several dates now and they had all gone fantastically well. I’d decided to take a chance at the end of our trip to the movies tonight, I invited Daddy to come home with me. He had agreed and there we were. I fumbled my keys nervously before I was able to let us inside.

The door opened and I started to apologise for not tidying up. I didn’t get very far though as Daddy gently took me by the shoulders and pushed me against the wall. I looked up to him in shock as he leaned down and gave me a deep passionate kiss. I was shocked but certainly not against this development. I felt Daddy’s tongue on my lips requesting entry and I gladly opened up to allow him in.

By this stage the dynamic of our relationship had been firmly set in stone. If it hadn’t been entirely obvious after our first date I had comprehensively lost the battle of dominance with Daddy. As I stood against the wall with Daddy’s hands exploring all over my body I actually didn’t mind being the submissive.

Daddy’s fingers danced across me. He touched and tickled every inch of me he could reach. Soon his hands were getting more inquisitive, I felt his hands on my breasts and I felt him hiking up my dress. It seemed no part of me was off-limits and I was totally OK with that.

“Sh-Shall we go upstairs?” I asked.

“Of course.” Daddy said as he planted one more kiss on me.

I could feel my legs shaking a little as I walked to the stairs. I wasn’t the most experienced sexually, I wasn’t a virgin by any means but amongst my friends I was very much the one who had the least amount of partners. I always joked I was saving myself for the right guy, well, I think I found that guy.

We went into the bedroom and yet again Daddy took over. He wrapped me in his big manly arms and pulled me close to him as he kissed me again. This time as he put me in a lip lock his hands found the zip running down the back of my dress. He pulled it down and I felt the dress slacken considerably. He pulled away just long enough to roughly pull the dress over my head leaving me in my underwear.

“You’re so sexy.” Daddy growled as he started kissing my neck.

I threw my head back as I felt him work his way around my neck and then back up to my mouth. The way he couldn’t keep his hands off me and the urgency of his kisses excited me greatly. It was like I was irresistible to him.

It was my house and my bedroom but Daddy had taken full control. He walked me backwards until my legs hit the edge of the mattress and I went sprawling down on my back. I felt so vulnerable with Daddy standing over me, he was practically licking his lips. He pulled his shirt over his head and I saw his toned physique for the first time. He climbed on top of me and kissed me passionately yet again.

One of his hands slipped under my back. I thought he was going for a cuddle until I suddenly felt my bra slacken. He pulled it away and threw it over his shoulder haphazardly. He stared at my tits as if they were a pair of lost treasures that he had unearthed. Before long his face was down on my chest and giving me all sorts of excitations. One hand gently caressed one breast whilst his mouth worked on the other, his tongue flicking against my nipple and making me moan underneath him.

I couldn’t help but notice I was practically naked whilst Daddy had only removed his shirt. It seemed to only emphasise the power imbalance in our relationship. It was about to get a whole lot more intense though as Daddy’s hand slipped down to my lacy panties. He started tugging on them to get them off. Suddenly there was a ripping sound, we both stopped and looked down to see one side of my panties had been torn.

“Sorry.” Daddy said. He seemed a little breathless, “I’ll pay for…”

“I don’t care.” I interrupted him and he responded by immediately pushing my head back against the mattress and kissing me again.

As all my senses were overwhelmed by Daddy I felt the remnants of my panties getting pulled down my leg and discarded. I could feel that I was wet but when Daddy’s hand pressed on my slit I realised that I was absolutely soaking. My brain may fight against the idea of being a submissive but my body certainly seemed to know the truth.

“You’re so wet.” Daddy growled into my ear, “I think you’ll NEED nappies if you keep dripping like this for me.”

I opened my legs wide for him. Desperately inviting him to fuck me, I didn’t care what I must’ve looked like I just needed Daddy to fill me.

Daddy reached down and unbuckled the belt on his trousers. He had to finally stand up to pull them down along with his underwear. I gasped as I saw exactly what he was packing. I hadn’t seen a lot of dicks in my time but this one was by far the biggest. I briefly wondered if it would fit in my petite frame. I didn’t need warming up but Daddy didn’t seem to want to skip any steps as he got down on his knees next to the bed. He put his large hands on my thighs and pulled me right to the edge until my pussy was right next to his face.

The next instant my head was back on the mattress and my back was arched. I held my breath as my eyes closed and I grabbed the sheets on either side of my body. Daddy’s tongue was dancing away and it had me writhing and practically screaming like a porn star.

I couldn’t see what he was doing down between my legs but I knew it was divine. I never wanted it to end even though I was pretty sure I would pass out if it carried on too long. It wasn’t long until my body tensed up and my breathing became shallow. Daddy had fingers inside me as his tongue went straight for my clitoris. When I came it was a mind-changing experience equal to any drug. I lost control completely as I pushed against Daddy and felt my muscles pulsing and spreading pleasure throughout my whole body. I don’t even know what noises I made or how long it went on for, all I knew was that when Daddy finally pulled away I had experienced an orgasm like no other.

“I would understand if you needed a break or…” Daddy started as he slid on to the bed next to me. His body was glistening from his efforts.

“Nope!” I said quickly. It was my turn.

My legs were shaking but that was alright since I wouldn’t really need them. I dropped to my knees and looked at the edge of the mattress where Daddy’s imposing member sat half-erect, the tip glistened slightly.

“I’m not very experienced.” I said quickly, “I doubt it will be as good as what you just did for me.”

“I’m sure you’ll be great.” Daddy replied as he propped himself up on his elbows, “Daddy’s proud of you.”

That was all Daddy needed to say. I felt energy surging through me as I found my second wind. I was being honest, I had only performed oral sex on one other man half-a-dozen times and it never seemed to change that person’s life like Daddy had changed mine.

I touched Daddy’s cock with my hands and rubbed a little. Clearly Daddy was already very turned on because he immediately started grunting a little bit. It didn’t take too many strokes until he had reached his full and impressive size. I licked my lips.

Classy… My brain said.

“Shut up…” I muttered.

“Huh?” Daddy looked down at me.

“Oh, I was just talking to myself.” I replied.

“You were telling yourself to shu-… Oh!” Daddy’s train of thought was stopped as I finally brought my head forwards and wrapped my lips around his sensitive head.

It was certainly a mouthful. I could already taste Daddy’s excitement, a slightly salty and sticky flavour. I rubbed my tongue against the underside of his head and heard him moan in response. His cock felt like steel, it was so hard I felt like I could hang off it as he walked around. I couldn’t help but smile at the surreal image that cooked up.

If you’re going to do this can we at least concentrate?

Sorry.

I couldn’t take his entire manhood. I couldn’t really even get close but I did as much as I could. I made up for my lack of deep throating talent by using my tongue as much as possible and with Daddy moaning away I could only assume I was doing a good job.

After several minutes Daddy sat up and with hands softly placed against my cheeks he moved me off his cock. As I sat back I massaged my jaw, there was a thin line of drool/pre-cum linking my mouth with Daddy’s penis. Daddy was smiling at me as he stood up. He took my hands and helped me up to my feet as well. I could feel my body quivering with anticipation.

Daddy moved around behind me and moved me on to the bed so that I was on my hands and knees. He slid up behind me and I felt his hands and cock resting on my ass. I lowered my head and arched my back up in a sexy way. I could feel Daddy aim himself at me pussy and I bit my lip in preparation. I was beyond ready.

As the tip of Daddy’s dick pushed past my outer lips I couldn’t help but whine in pleasure. He was going slowly, clearly trying to make sure that he didn’t hurt me or anything but I was more than prepared for him now. Getting impatient I pushed back against Daddy until he was completely buried within me.

I heard Daddy chuckle, presumably at my eagerness, before he started fucking me. After everything we had done neither of us were interested in something long and protracted, he started humping me hard and fast. Each thrust brought a loud moan from me and a grunt from Daddy.

Daddy’s thrusting became more urgent. His hands grabbed at my thighs and I met every inward movement from him by moving back. A wet slapping sound rang out every time we made contact, our sweat and juices mixing together each time.

“Fill me up, Daddy!” I moaned.

I don’t know if Daddy needed the encouragement to push him over the edge but as I finished speaking I felt him tense up. His breath caught in his chest and after spending a couple of seconds frozen in place I felt him thrust a little deeper and explode into me. I gasped as I felt his cock pulse and twitch as he filled me up.

Once he was finally done we both collapsed sideways breathing heavily with him still balls deep inside me. We lay there for minutes gathering our strength as Daddy slowly lost his hardness. A deep sense of contentment filled me… as well as his cum.

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