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Day-3 part 2 (baby)

I squirmed, trying to say stop but it came out as muffled noise. He eventually stopped and dropped me. I landed on my arse. He walked over to his medicine cabinet. I ran over to the door frantically trying to open in. He took the key... I still continued to pull at the door. Kicking it. I'm not being left with this fucking psycho! He came walking up behind me and I panicked more. Begging the door would open. His massive arm grabbing me around the chest. He began to lift me when his other arm came from behind and under, Imbetween my legs supporting me. I screamed. His arm was thick, I couldn't shut my legs, his hand rested just below my belly button. Please don't make me piss myself again! I was frantic, terrified. He began to bounce me while gently walking around the room. He hushed me with everything grasping scream I let out. He had a uncapped syringe in his hand. He lifted the arm that was around my chest, trying to squirt the liquid in my mouth.

"No! No! Please!" I babbled

"Shhh, shhh, your fine this will just help you" he said while continuing to force the syringe in my mouth. I was thrusting To make him drop me.
He then gripped his arm tight Imbetween my legs pulling me into him.

"Shh, shhh, good boy come on" he said while I reluctantly screamed, as he squirted the creamy medicine my mouth. He squirted it in and began stroking my neck. I threw my body back into him. Loudly Gasping. Babbling. Almost in tears. My whole stomach was exposed. He began lightly tickling my lower belly. He grunted, while pulling his hand down and with a up and down motion felt my cock through my trousers. I squirmed, not wanting to swallow.

"Come on, you've been such a good boy for daddy. Shh shh come on" he encouraged. I swallowed the sickly medicine. He rested his hand back to where it was and bounced me. I was so angry. Stupidly angry. But I couldn't do anything. I felt humiliated. I deeply moaned in anger. He just smiled and gripped onto me, continuing to bounce me.
After a while I was beginning to relax. I was loosing my strength. I tried pushing his hand away from my chest but it was feeble. He just chuckled.

"See your just a little boy Tom. You've always been a little boy. You just can't accept it."

"No!" I blubbered out. "I'm a man!" I scream. Getting emotional.

"Ah yes, your a man. Course you are" he replied sarcastically

He walked me over to his desk and laid me back on it. I felt heavy. My arms felt like they were pinned next to my head. I tried getting grip with my feet on the edge of the desk but had no strength. He stared down at me. He began removing my shoes, then trousers. Next we're my tight CK boxers. He slowly pulled them down. My cock was exposed. He just stared at it and slightly smirked.

"Yes, obviously a very big man aren't you" he said sarcastically with a Condescending chuckle.

I felt emasculated. I felt tiny. I felt like a little boy compared to him. I am a man! I'm 23! I tried to rise back up to go for him again. He just walked around the side. Not evening looking at me and rested his hand lightly on my chest. That was enough to stop me moving.
I hated him! I hated this! I don't want it anymore! I want to go home!
He began grabbing a fresh nappy from his draw. I saw it and I just welled up and began to cry.

"I'm not a fucking baby" I tried to say but came out babbled.

"I know your not" he replied while focusing on the nappy Changing job.

"I a man!" I cried

"Um hm" he said in a low to high pitched tone. Not even looking at me.

"I'm not fu...." I began speaking but realised my bladder decided to subside. Dr.j quickly pushed the nappy against me. He felt me wetting my nappy. Infront of him...I was shocked. Mortified!

"Your a man huh?" He smirked

I was to stunned to talk. I threw my head to the side and cried while I continued to wet my nappy. His hand cupping my crotch. I lightly waled with snot building up. I finished peeing. He tied the nappy up and chucked it in the bin. He pressed a button and said

"Hi Janet, can you bring in a fresh extra small diaper in for me please?"

"Yes sir" she replied

A few moments later I hear beeping and the door unlocked. There was a code to get in. She walked in to me, bottom half naked crying. With dr.j with his sleeves rolled up cleaning me up. She walked over to hun and handed him the nappy over me and gave him a smile.

"He's a messy one, he is" he said to her with a smile

"She looked down at me and then looked at my dick" her face said it all. He's a bit small isn't he.

"Well you doing a good job jay, you've always been caring" she said with a flirtatious smile back.

He chuckled and smiled at her, directly in the eye while taping me up.

"I try" he replied. He was actually flirting with her infront of me. After what he did!

I angrily came out with a scream. He will acknowledge me. He continued to talk to her, making her blush. She in turn flirted back. I let out some emotional growls. Still lying there, imbetween them. I got louder and kicked my legs. He ignored me but went rustling around in his draw again. All while still making conversation with this nurse. I was still emotional. Tears were still coming down my face. I screamed with a cry and he popped a pacifier in my mouth. Then carried on his conversation. I spat it out. He quickly popped it back in and held it there. I lay back. Sucking it. I stared up at the ceiling and the flirtatious conversation turned to babble. I thought of the girls I've fucked, I thought of my girlfriend. I imagined what they would think of me now. I thought what would the lads think of me like this. I cringed and gave a little stretch in defiance.

They say pacifiers are good for babies as it reminds them of being in the womb or breastfeeding. A safe time. A happy place. Kids don't want to let go of their pacifiers as it's letting go of safety. I thought back on my mum, remembering her warmth and love. Then thought of her death and the abuse I got then on from the age of 3. The constant pain and hate. Why didn't anyone love me? I wiggled and cried a little more. Dr.j released his grip on my pacifier and picked me up under the arms and held me close. He continued to talk but he hugged me. My arms were around his shoulders and neck. One of his hands on my back and the other under my arse while he lightly bounced and talked. I sniffled. Shocked. No knowing what to do. He pushed my chest down so I was close to him. He was warm and smelt of sweet aftershave. He lightly began rubbing my back while still bouncing. I've never had this before. I'm a fucking weirdo. But it felt kinda nice. He bounced me up a little so my face was near his neck. I rested 1 hand on his back and the other I rested on his muscular chest. His shirt was soft and smooth. I felt the vibration of his voice in his chest. He held me and for a second I thought this was ok. I didn't think about how I was wearing a nappy or suckling on a pacifier. I felt safe. Which was weird. But I guess kinda nice. He pulled away and looked down at me and smiled. I looked up at him. I saw the love in his eyes. He pulled me in closer. His hand on the back of my neck. I felt like I was on a cloud. I relaxed. Maybe this is what a daddy should feel like?