Homesick Pt 06 08

Part VI

We pulled up to the house and I parked the car. I took a second to button up my pants and compose myself before I stepped out and opened the back door. Sam was the first to step out. He handed me a fifty and told me to take the bags up to his room. Then he called in to Sarah and told her he was going in to take a shower and a nap and to not wake him until dinner time. Then Sam walked into the house without a second glance.

I watched him disappear into the house and then looked into the limo to see my wife trying desperately to put her dress back on, still sitting on the floor of the limo. I stepped in and asked her if she needed help. She looked embarrassed and nodded yes. I helped her straighten her dress. She asked me how much I had heard. She didn't know about the monitor.

I replied, "Enough to figure that I won the bet."

She put her head back down.

"Listen" I said, "That must have been a traumatic experience for you and I won't hold you to the bet."

She smiled and looked up at me. She still had a little cum around the corners of her mouth and her voice was scratchy from the abuse of her throat. She had never looked more beautiful to me in her life.

"That stupid bet." She started. "I was so wrapped up in the moment I forgot about it. Listen, I'm sorry for what I yelled at the end. I mean, it wasn't a lie and I think I have more things to tell you that may hurt you, but I'm sorry you heard it yelled like that."

I was confused and she knew it.

"C'mon" she said. "My dad's probably locked in his guest bedroom by now. Grab mommy's panties off the floor and I'll explain while I'm changing your diaper."

Laying flat on my back on the master bed, my wife was now leaning over me pulling my pants down.

"I've been feeling underwhelmed by your penis for a while. That's one of the reasons I started those little nicknames. And honestly babyhood seems like a good name for it. The fact that you enjoy humiliation and got excited about me calling it that was just icing on the cake. And when you started helping me fantasize about bigger cocks I couldn't help but be disappointed every time I saw and felt yours."

I opened my mouth but Sarah put a finger up to shush me and continued.

"I was fine with it, really I was, but then the diapers started. I mean, just think back to most of the kinky stuff we've done. I've pegged you, fingered you, spanked you, locked you up, and tied you up. I've thought you were turning into a sissy for a long time now, but then today when you were laying on that truck stop changing table in a soaked diaper I realized you weren't just a little sissyish, you were a total baby."

I risked being shushed again and interjected here, "But the diapers were your idea today."

Sarah shook her head. "They were originally your idea, I just offered to do it for you. I never realized how much of a turn off it was. I am sorry if it feels like I set you up for failure. All I really did, though, was give you space to be yourself. Then, on top of all that, something changed today with my dad. At first I was grossed out by the thought of it. But I realized that he's the first real man I've been with. He took charge and fucked me like a man today. And the whole time my husband was sitting up front wetting his diapers and listening to me get taken."

Sarah was removing my diaper tapes as I started crying. "Then I won't wear diapers anymore, no more pegging and no more anything sissyish. I promise to be the man you need."

Sarah shook her head again and held open my diaper for me to look in. "How many times did you cum in your diaper while listening to your wife get fucked today? I could take your diapers, and your plugs, and all your other accessories but you'd still be a sissy on the inside."

With this she produced the key and unlocked my cock. It rose to about 2 1/2" and stayed there limping.

Sarah looked at it and said, "And on the outside. I know what you're thinking and I'm not divorcing you. I love you and I could never leave you. But I already have a real man in my life and I can't believe he's always been right in front of me. I'm gonna ask my dad to move in here."

I was shocked. "You're going to try to fuck him again aren't your?"

She looked at me sweetly as she used a wipe to clean around my sticky babyhood.

"Oh of course. Pretty much exclusively."

I cocked my head and she went on, "I just had the idea but I really like it. I'm having daddy move into the master bedroom with me and I'm going to turn the spare into a nursery for you. I don't want you to be embarrassed or leave or anything. I was just thinking more about compromises and this sounds like a win win win. You get to have the dominant mommy you've always craved and to stay on the east coast, my dad gets the sexy girlfriend he's always deserve and i get the love of my life and the nicest cock ever, all under one roof."

Sarah had finished cleaning me and was now locking my cage back on. I didn't even notice or care at this point and was too emotional to think straight. Sarah pulled up my diaper and taped it in place. Then she pulled her sundress down and placed one of her nipples against my lips. I wanted to say something mean and reject it to keep what dignity I had but I had so much love for this perfect girl that I opened my mouth and started sucking without hesitation.

Sarah cooed at me and continued talking. "Naturally I didn't talk to daddy about any of this yet. But I don't see why he wouldn't accept. Once he sees you in your diapers, he'll realize you're no threat to him and as soon as I offer my ass to him tonight he'll be so hooked he'll agree to never leave. Besides, I'm sure my dad will pay off our bills for us while he lives here. You were anyways a decent provider, but you know my daddy's rich."

I just kept sucking on my wife's lovely breast until tears stopped falling. Then my wife lead me into the matster bedroom and tucked me in.

"If you're a very good boy and don't make a fuss about any of this I promise to get out all your toys and make you feel very good tomorrow. I don't see daddy having any problems with me giving you anal stimulation as long as my pussy and ass belong to him. He can be jealous, but he's also reasonable. He knows I'm still legally your wife, after all, and that as your wife it's my job to get you to cum in your wittle diapees sometimes. Now close your eyes and dream sweet dreams of watching your sweet little wife get fucked by a real man."

I'm embarrassed to say that I cried myself to sleep within minutes of watching Sarah's perfect shape leave the room. My anger, replaced by the lull of sleeping in a fresh, clean diaper.

Part VII

I slept for what felt like days but what was, in fact, 3 hours. I couldn't place the noise that woke me at first or why my limbs felt so stiff. I then realized that I was tied to the bedposts. The events of the day came flooding back and I remembered the last conversation I had with Sarah. With my emotions subsided now, I could finally think clearly about all this. Was she really going to follow through with making her dad her lover? As I was pondering the legal and social ramifications I kept hearing background noises that I tried to ignore. Sarah must have been caught up in the moment. She had a career and friends to think about. She would never do that. There was that noise again.

Then it started to register that those noises were moans and were quickly turning into yelling. I realized that maybe the initial "moment" must not be out of Sarah's system quite yet. My wife was getting fucked again by her father one room over and I was tied up and in a wet diaper. Wait, wet? Yep I was wet again. And I'm pretty sure I wasn't when I feel asleep. That means I had a real accident. I began to assess my options.

I did enjoy being diapered and all the anal play. And by the tightening and throbbing I was feeling in my cage, I obviously still enjoyed the thought of my beautiful wife cheating on me. Man, was I a head case. Sarah had mentioned my other fetishes and called me a sissy. Was it true? I always thought of myself as a regular guy who was sexually adventurous.

Maybe I was a sissy though. I had some fetishes that I hadn't told Sarah about yet even on top of my diapers. I had been wearing Sarah's panties in secret for about 6 months now but I was sure she didn't know. I also sometimes fantasized about wearing little pink dresses with my diapers while she cheated on me. They were fetishes that were not meant to be shared with my loving wife though. Maybe it was time to admit that I might be on the sissyish side. None of that meant that I didn't want to have real sex with her again though.

On the other hand, if I had to find a new relationship with someone else, they probably wouldn't be into diapers or all the sissy stuff, which I'd miss terribly. Plus I wouldn't be in love with them like I loved Sarah. She was my one and only. She owned my heart and she knew it. The problem was I no longer owned her body. That distinction belonged to her father. Speaking of, what would it be like being diapered and humiliated in front of him?

I felt my babyhood twitch inside my diaper. That answered that question. No matter what, I love humiliation. Is that too much though? Can I stand to be trapped in a wet diaper while my father in law takes MY wife's pussy again and again? No matter what I did now he would do that. The only options I had were to stick around for it or not. I decided that I'd rather watch Sarah get fucked from a crib than never see her gorgeous body again. Eventually this new game might become boring to her and then she'd take me back as her husband.

That was my only hope and so that's what I clung to when I heard Sarah climax in the other room. I heard footsteps coming down the hall several minutes later and another set headed to the shower.

Sarah entered my room and said, "Oh sorry baby. I hope mommy wasn't too loud."

I just shook my head and watched her. She walked over to the bed and stuck a finger in my diaper.

She smiled at me and said, "I thought so" before heading to the head of the bed to untie my restraints. "Since we don't have a crib for you yet I decided to tie you up so you didn't roll out of bed or try to make a break for it in just a diaper."

She giggled and my heart melted.

"Now you have a couple of options as I understand it. You can take my deal as I've laid it out. I already talked to my dad about the whole thing and he loves the idea of moving in and taking me from you. He's such an alpha male that I thought he would. He's also agreed to allow you to watch us in some of our love making. Honestly though that's not for your benefit. He probably wants to watch you be humiliated in front of me."

I looked up at her and asked, "Didn't he hurt you when you were sucking him yesterday? It looked like you were crying."

Sarah looked surprised. "How did you see that?"

I didn't say anything but just looked at her.

"I see. There's a video camera in the limo isn't there? Well I'm actually glad you got to see that. Yes my dad treated me very roughly and I thought I might pass out for a second. But I loved it. I loved feeling his cock choking me and how roughly he was using me. That's what I've needed in a man all along, but even with all your kinks, you weren't man enough to use me. My daddy is though."

I nodded my head in understanding.

"So have you made up your mind? You can take this diaper off right now and go gather some adult things and leave and I won't harbor any animosity towards you at all. I know I'm asking a lot of you. Your other choice is to take my hand and accept this. If you do, I'll walk you out to the living room and humiliate the living hell out of you, but you will have my love. You understand right? I will always be kind to you, but you will be humiliated mercilessly. Make your choice baby."

Tears welled up in my eyes. As trapped as I felt right now and as angry as I felt at her for choosing her father over me, my love for her betrayed me. More than that, my need to be controlled and humiliate made the decision for me. I'd never really loved Sarah more than I did in that moment. Even through all of this she would be kind and honest about my options. I remember after I first met her thinking that I didn't deserve her. I remember the excitement that I felt knowing that this perfect girl would even give me the time of day. It was similar to what I felt now. This perfect girl found a real man with a huge cock to satisfy her but she still loved me. I swallowed hard and reached up and took her by the hand. I'll never forget the smile that lit up her face at that moment.

"OK baby, c'mon. Let's go show my dad why you're no competition to him."

With that she lead me by the hand out to the living room.

Part VIII

Sam was sitting on my favorite chair in nothing but a robe. His hair was damp and he had obviously just gotten out of the shower. I waddled into the room with what felt like a wet sofa cushion between my legs. My tee shirt barely covered the top of my diaper and it was obvious that I was soaked. Sam looked up and caught sight me.

He laughed a little and said, "So, not a limo driver huh?"

I shook my head no.

He laughed and said, "My daughter tells me that you understand you're a sissy and that if I allow you to stay here, you will mind your new place in your wife's life."

A tear rolled down my cheek and I nodded my head yes.

Sam smiled again and looked at Sarah, "Show me."

Sarah took my hand and helped me to the floor. She then pushed me onto my back and reached into her purse for her changing kit. If I had known what kind of trouble that gift would have gotten me into I wonder if I still would have accepted it. Sarah untaped my diaper and slowly lowered it, exposing my locked penis. Sarah produced the key and unlocked me. My cock stood up a little but it only reached about 3". It looked sticky and wet and babyish. It looked like it belonged in a baby diaper.

Sarah smiled and looked at her dad, "I call it his babyhood."

Sam chuckled, "a perfect name for it."

Sarah looked back at me and continued going through the ritual of changing my diaper. I didn't want to close my eyes but I could feel Sam's gaze burning on me. I had my babyhood on display in front of the biggest man I had ever seen. Knowing my wife preferred his huge cock to mine just made me want to melt into the floor. I kept my eyes open though and they were glued to my wife's loving face. After Sarah slid a dry diaper under me she replaced my cage and locked it. Sam looked down at me laying on a diaper with my babyhood locked up again.

"You realize you're gonna stay locked up all the time right? I, personally, couldn't even imagine the hell of going through one day without full use of my cock."

I slowly nodded my head. I had a feeling that this would be one of his conditions but I wasn't sure if I truly grasped the lasting impact of my own decision.

"Wow" Sam said. "You must really love my daughter."

Sam looked at Sarah and said, "Well I love her too. Sweetie why don't you take that lovely dress off for a few minutes."

Sarah obeyed right away and slipped her dress down around her ankles and off. I could see now that she wasn't wearing any panties or bra. She probably didn't replace them after their last bout of love making. Sam told Sarah to give the baby a better view of her ass. Sarah smiled and positioned her ass just inches away from my face.

Sam said, "Go on baby, taste it."

I looked at him again in disbelief until he repeated himself. I didn't have to be told a third time. I leaned in and buried my tongue in my wife's pussy. I was immediately greeted by the familiar taste of my wife with an added saltiness I couldn't quite place.

Sarah moaned as I delved deeper and Sam smiled. "I want you you remember that new taste baby boy. That's the taste of your wife's pussy now that it belongs to me."

It suddenly dawned on me that the new taste was my father-in-law's cum. It wasn't as unpleasant as I'd always imagined but wasn't exactly a good taste either. I got the message loud and clear though. As different as my wife's pussy tasted, that was how different Sarah's position had changed in relation to me. Sarah wasn't MY wife anymore than her pussy tasted like I remembered it. That wonderful time in my life was over. I still continued to lick for several minutes, not sure how often I'd be allowed this close to Sarah's pussy.

I licked until Sam said, "OK that's enough. The baby's enjoyed my cum enough for now and I'm convinced."

Sarah moved away from my tongue.

Sam put out his hand and said, "Alright then, let's have it."

I wasn't sure what he meant but Sarah picked up my left hand in her own and looked down at me. I thought I saw some glistening in her eye but she quickly looked away and cleared her throat. Then she gripped my wedding band and pulled it off my finger. I opened my mouth to protest but could see that this was not Sarah's choice. I closed my mouth and laid my head back down.

Sam looked at me and said, "Smart boy" just as his daughter laid the ring in his palm. He tried to put it on his own finger but it wouldn't make it past his knuckle.

He laughed and said, "It looks like Billy's babyhood isn't the only thing that's small on him. We may have to get this resized."

Sarah gave a shallow laugh and nodded her head. Sam dropped the ring into his robe pocket and turned his gaze back to his daughter. He reached out his hand and cupped one of Sarah's breasts in his palm. Sarah took a deep breath as Sam began playing with her erect nipple.

"You know, I think I'm going to really enjoy living here."

Sam then pushed Sarah to her knees and opened his robe. I could see that he wasn't wearing any boxers this time and that his cock looked even bigger in person.

"Sweetie, would you be so kind as to tell your baby why you prefer this" (at this he wrapped his fingers around his large cock and lifted it slightly) "to his locked up babyhood?"

Sarah smiled and looked back at me. "Oh daddy, I think he can tell for himself."

She crawled over towards me a bit and put out her pinky finger next to my locked up babyhood.

"What would I ever want with this?" she asked.

Then she pulled my diaper up and let it loosely cover my shame as she made a pretend pouty face. Then she crawled back over to her father and put her hand up to his cock. She wrapped her slender fingers around it, emphasizing the difficulty she had in closing her fingers all the way around, and said, "When I can have this any time I want?"

With that she turned her head towards her dad and brought his cock past her lips. As she started taking it deeper into her mouth she turned slightly to look at me. Sam didn't notice. He had his head back and his eyes closed as he enjoyed his new little cock sucker. Sarah saw this and turned back to me. As she started swallowing the rest of his cock he began fucking her face as he did in the back of the limo. Seeing my wife's beautiful face with this huge cock in her mouth was even more intense in person. I was turned on, ashamed, and on the verge of tears all at once.

Just as it did in the car, Sarah's face reddened and she began choking on Sam's dick. She wrapped her fingers around it more tightly and started backing it out but Sam wasn't having it this time. He put his hand on the back of her head and started pulling her face violently into his crotch. Sarah's eyes met mine for a second and then he turned her head away. Sarah seemed to be having trouble breathing now and was gasping for air in between thrusts. I didn't know what to do. I know she said she enjoyed this but it was too much, wasn't it?