Babysitter Bailey

Suddenly there was a loud crash from the bottom floor, "What now? Bailey, would you mind?"

"Sure. I've watched you take care enough babies."

"Thank you so much, Bailey."

"You be a good boy for Bailey and you'll get a nice reward, okay?" You didn't want to sound like an infant by speaking around the pacifier so you simply nodded. In retrospect, it seemed to only make you seem more infantile. Mrs. Langer stood and tossled your hair as she left.

Once you were sure she was gone you removed your pacifier, "You gotta get me out of this!" You said in hushed tones.

Bailey grimaced at you, "Why would I do that?"

"She's off her rocker! I'm not a baby, she's got grown men dressed like freaks for fu-" Bailey popped the pacifier back into your mouth with a practiced hand and held it in place.

"Now that was a very naughty thing to say. Mrs. Langer cares for all her babies even you, but she's not above punishing them. Besides the way I hear it if you leave you go to prison," she examines your thin, scrawny body, "and from the looks of you, I doubt you would survive a week."

"But-"

"And do you really think Mr.Langer, an FBI agent would not be able to track you or hunt you down? And he would be very angry with you since and believe me you do not want him angry with you." You glared at the beautiful Bailey from behind the pacifier. If you had your crew you could show her a thing or two about anger, but as it was they probably think you ratted them out and you had no one to help you here. Except...maybe the others here, they were criminals after all and you had made your life all about manipulating criminals. "I could always tell him about your little outburst and you could see for yourself."

Frantically you shook your head, "No!"

"No, what?"

"Pleathe?"

"Good baby." She hugged you, nearly smothering you in her large breasts. Humiliating? Sure. But you needed to buy your time since she was obviously of no help. "Now, since it's your first day I'll let this little tantrum stay between us okay?" You nodded, trying to talk as little as possible while the damned pacifier was jammed into your mouth. "Good. Now, follow me." She left you very little choice as she took your hand in her tight grip and pulled you to a changing table. "Hop." She ordered. When you did she lay you down on the table and buckled you in at your chest as she began humming a lullaby. She reached for your underwear and instinctively you reached to stop her only to have your hand caught again in her vice-like grip. "If you don't behave I'll be **** to punish you. And if I punish you, I'll be **** to tell." She looked strangely worried for you. Something you've never had growing up. She slowly released her grip and you let your hand go as she returned to her lullaby and your underwear. She slid them down exposing your less than overwhelming penis, but she said nothing. She just continued her duty and threw your underwear into a nearby bin.

She ducked under the table and you heard rustling sounds of plastic, and try as you might you couldn't turn enough to see over the edge to confirm what you already knew was making the sounds. She popped her head back over the edge now face to face with yours. "I see baby is having trouble, that's okay. It can be awkward at first. So I found you a little friend." With an excited gasp she placed a plush bear onto your naked chest. "Hello dere!" She said in a gruff and cartoonish voice. "I'm Benny, what's your name?" She continued.

Clearly, she wanted you to play along by her expectant eyes, "V-vinny."

"Hi V-vinny." Benny teased. "I like lots of hugs, do you like hugs?"

"I guess." You looked at the odd woman's head resting on the lip of the over sized changing table.

"Vinny dont be rude, Benny asked you a question." She spoke in her normal voice.

You turned to face Benny before answering again. "I do."

"Oh good!" Benny said excitedly, "Since I like hugs and you like hugs, what if we hug each other?"

"Okay?"

Bailey 'walked' benny up your chest until he was at your neck and proceeded to hug you. Not knowing what else to do and not wanting to expose yourself any longer, you slowly 'hugged' benny back. Quickly Bailey returned to your legs resumed cleaning your crotch with a cold wet cloth. "I see you found a friend." She said as if she didn't literally hand Benny to you.

"Yeah." Maybe it was good she didn't help you, she was clearly not right in the head

"Well, you know Benny used to be a friend of mine too. And I know he'll be a good friend to you while you're here." She smiled as she lifted your legs up and raised your butt off of the table. Knowing what was coming ahead of time still didn't prepare you for sitting on what felt like a thick pillow. Awkwardly you buried your face into Benny's stuffed stomach. You didn't see but you felt the sprinkling of powder as the smell of baby powder filled the room. She continued humming as she rubbed the powder into your penis.

You groaned as an odd feeling of arousal hit you. "Shh." She hushed but continued to stroke your hardening cock.