I wiggle helplessly in my giant crib, my arms and legs tied to the corners, wearing nothing but my diaper, forced to lay here. It's passed my bed time, but I can't sleep, my cock strains painfully in its cage as I am forced to listen, I can hear my husband and his lover fucking in the next room, their moans of pleasure, the squeaking of the mattress, the cries of bliss. 

I try to close my eyes, try to ignore it but it's impossible. I know that once they're finished my husband will visit me for a late night feed, a bottle not full of my usual liquid diet, one drugged with laxatives and aphrodisiacs to keep me both incontinent and horny, but full of the cum from their used condoms after several hours of love making. 

I squirm uncomfortably, my caged cock desperately trying to break free, my diaper rustling as I move, constantly reminding me that I'm wearing it, that I'm reduced to nothing but a helpless baby, the humiliation only making me strain more. 

I suddenly feel a damp patch, a warm wetness spreading through my crotch as I unconsciously piss myself, unable to control my own body after so long forced to use diapers, now unable to go anywhere without having to wear them, much to my husbands amusement and my embarrassment. He loves how he turned my fantasies into a humiliating nightmare, one I can never leave, not any more, I'll always be his baby boy now, I'll always be stuck in diapers, I'll always be locked in chastity, having to lay in my own filth while listening to what I could never have. I let out a quiet whimper, staying quiet so not to disturb my husband, last time he punished me by putting me over his knee and spanking my ass with a paddle till my cheeks were red and bruised and I was crying and refusing to change my diaper for a whole day, forcing me to sit and lay in my waste. I continue to move restlessly in my crib while my husband enjoys the night. 

I awake to the sound of my bedroom door being opened, my husband walking into the room, his face looking down at me with an amused grin and holding up the bottle of cum. 

"Hello my baby, time for your din dins." I don't struggle as the bottle is lowered towards my mouth, my lips wrapping around the bottle and I begin to suck, the taste of their and their lovers cum quickly flowing over my tongue, causing me to wiggle slightly as my cock strains in response, my husband reacting to my suffering. 

"Does your din dins taste nice? Are you enjoying your special meal?" I moan quietly as his hand teasingly rubs my damp diaper, stimulating my caged cock even more. 

The finished bottle pulls away from my lips and I burp slightly, causing my husband to laugh. 

"Well done baby, you did burpies all on your own. You must have been gulping that meal down. Now let's get my good little boy changed into a nice clean diaper." I feel fresh air around my crotch as my soggy diaper is undone and removed, leaving my swollen balls and tiny 1 inch caged cock on full display. 

"Aww, is your cute little baby dick trying to get hard like big boys do? Did daddy keep you awake? I bet you enjoyed listening to me making love didn't you." 

"Yes daddy." I moan slightly as his hand gently massages my aching balls, my helpless body unable to do anything as he playfully teases me. 

"Do you know why daddy has to keep you in diapers and chastity while sleeping with other men?" If I still had pride and dignity I might refuse to answer but I know the truth, despite the humiliation I answer him like a good boy. 

"Because I have a tiny useless baby dick." 

"That's right, well done." His hand finally stops playing with my balls and a fresh diaper is place over it, the feeling of my clean diaper is embarrassingly pleasant.

"Thankyou daddy." I feel my husband kiss me on the forehead and a pacifier slide between my lips, which I immediately begin to suck on. 

"Good boy, now get some sleep." He turns and leaves, shutting the door behind him. 

My eyes grow heavy in the dimly light room, only light by a night light, my fresh diaper and recent meal making me feel comfortable as I drift off to sleep. 

I sit in the corner of the room, my husband and his lover are together on the bed high up in front of me and far out of reach. My husband moaning as he fucks his lover, the sounds I heard earlier echoing louder in my ears, every moan and thrust I'm forced to endure both humiliating and exciting me, while my cock painfully strains in its cage, the throbbing pain greater than ever before, as if it's going to finally break free or explode, as I continue to watch my husband make love to another man in what used to be our bed. 

Suddenly my body starts to shake uncontrollably and I feel a strange sticky dampness in my diaper, as my husband and his lover laugh at me. 

I awake with a start and cry out instinctively, back in my crib, the raised sides making me comfortable and safe, reassuring me that I'm protected and looked after. The strange sticky dampness I felt in my dreams remains. What happened? 

I suddenly hear the door open and my husband comes in,  his presence immediately calming me. 

"What's wrong baby? You cried out." He looks down at me and sighs irritated.

"You know not to wake me for number ones." He pauses and smiles with amusement as he undoes my diaper, revealing my sticky accident, my husband laughing at the sight of my cum soaked diaper and my tiny caged cock dripping cum.

"Oh my god! Did your little baby dick just cum all on its own inside your diaper!" I blush in humiliation as my husband laughs at me. 

"Not only do you have a baby dick and piss yourself but you also prejac now! One more reason to keep my pathetic little baby boy in diapers!" I lay humiliated and embarrassed as my husband changes my diaper, chuckling as he does. 

"Goodnight baby, try not to have any more wet dreams." At this the door closes and I'm left alone to return to my dreams, trapped forever in my crib, kept in diapers to prevent accidents, reduced to the horny helpless baby that I am.