You were sitting in your playpen like the good boy that you were, while daddy had his friend over for a cold beer. The men drank and laughed while you got bored in your playpen. You liked to be there from time to time, but you were getting bored with the toys faster than usual. Suddenly everything seemed stupid to you. The toys, the playpen, even your onesie and diaper. Daddy was passing by and lowered himself to you. You wanted to say something to him.
“Daddy I…” it’s the only thing you’ve said as daddy pressed a pacifier into your lips.
“Shhh little one, the adults are talking. Don’t be fussy now.” he said using a childish voice.
You knew better not to say anything, you knew he was in charge.
You couldn’t see the TV from there so you kept on bashing the toys together.
Daddy and his friend kept on talking, but it wasn’t interesting to you so you didn’t listen.
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“He seems more agitated than usual.” said daddy’s friend.
“I know, ever since I locked his little penis, he’s restless. I wouldn’t say hornier, but restless. But I have a plan you know.” said daddy.
“Yeah? What is it” the friend asked.
“I’m going to make him be preoccupied in his playpen that he wouldn’t want to leave it. Have you ever seen a mirror hanging in front of a baby?” daddy asked as he looked at you.
“Sure, it's entertainment for them.” the friend said.
“Oh yeah, I’m planning on that… entertainment…” daddy said and stood up.
You were playing in the playpen as daddy passed by. You had to go in your diaper. You felt the warmth over your caged penis, the same feeling you felt during the last month. Out of nowhere, you saw daddy was clipping something to the side rails of the playpen. It was a mirror. A big, white framed mirror. It was so big you could see yourself and the whole crib.
“There there baby, I got something new for you. Let’s have some tummy time in front of your new mirror.” daddy commanded and handled you from a sitting position to laying on your stomach.
He patted your diapered butt, pressed your pacifier, then walked back to the couch. He sat down while he and his friend was looking at you. You looked away with embarrassment to the mirror that was hanging above your head. You saw how babied you looked and imagined how the men were seeing you all evening. The embarrassment increased. As you were laying there, something else happened. Your dick had started to pulse in the cage. It wanted to get out, super fast. When you thought about it, you couldn’t remember when was the last time you were horny or had a failed erection in the cage. You didn’t understand what went on out of nowhere. You looked at the mirror again and watch yourself sucking on the big blue pacifier. Again, your dick pulsed. Without realizing it, you’ve started to hump your wet diaper. Oh, it felt so good. Even though you were locked, there was enough friction for you to have some kind of fun. You watched your big diaper butt going up and down, which made you more excited. All of a sudden your stupid toys looked so cute and fun as they played in the scene you were watching in the mirror. The diapered felt so good, the pacifier felt so good. It was so fun being in the playpen.
You kept on looking at the mirror.
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“Thank you for the evening, it was fun. My uber is downstairs. Wait, is your boy still preoccupied with the mirror? It’s been almost two hours!”
“I told you, it’s entertainment, for all babies, even for mine.” daddy said and smiled.
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