Disclaimer: This is Adult, Baby!
That’s the best way I know how to describe “Treasure Bound”. And while ABDL isn’t exclusively sexual, it is still an Adult Fetish and therefore can include sexuality. And that’s only natural between two people who love each other, whether they are Husband and Wife, Boyfriend and Girlfriend, Daddy and BabyGirl … or all of those combinations, yet still so much more.
“Treasure Bound” is an exploration of the sexuality within the dynamic connection between a Daddy and a BabyGirl.
Believe me when I tell you … This is Adult, Baby!
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Part One: A New “Pacifier”
Whether Big or Little, Avery knew she would always be his BabyGirl. And it was knowing that her Daddy would always take care of her that made it possible for her to reveal every little bit of who she was. It took someone who was very special to her to make her feel comfortable enough to let down her guard and be a tease to him. Within her actions, she could remain little while delighting in the new things that came into her life. New things, like activities her little heart longed for and even the introduction of a new pacifier.
Avery sat on the bed, kneeling between his legs and nursing her pacifier. She was rambunctious, as usual, but at this moment, she was feeling the Big Girl urges and wanted to play with her Daddy in a much different manner.
“What’s in here?” Avery asked, pointing to the front of his jeans.
“I don’t know?” her Daddy replied, keeping light with her playfulness. “A buried treasure?”
“That sounds like a toy,” she said with an excited little tone as she removed the pacifier from her lips.
In the air, there was a buzz of emotions, a feeling of tension that was soon to come out of both of them. Fueled by the kind of love that only a Daddy and a BabyGirl could share, her Big met her little.
“The treasure?” he asked, feeding to her urge.
“Yeah,” she replied excitedly.
“You want the treasure?” he asked facetiously.
“I want what’s in there,” she said, making reference to the front of his jeans.
“You want the treasure?” he kept taunting her with.
“Yeah,” she replied, unzipping his jeans and deciding not to feed to his siilyness.
“There’s treasure in there all right,” he admitted, watching her unbutton the waist of his jeans.
“How come you’re not wearing a diaper like me?” she asked with a little tone, seeing he was wearing underwear.
“Cause I’m Daddy,” he said gently, helping her to realize the difference.
“Daddy?” she asked with a continued little tone. “You need a diaper.”
She was certain she was right about this and couldn’t understand why he wasn’t wearing a diaper, but her mind, full of littleness and new excitement, moved forward.
“I need a diaper like you?” he questioned.
“Yeah,” she said quickly, grabbing at the thighs of his jeans.
“I don’t know,” he said coyly.
“I want these off,” she said with a bouncy, playful quality as she kneeled up and began pulling at his jeans.
“You want those off?” he asked rhetorically, still taunting her urges.
“Take ‘em off, Daddy,” she said with pout on the horizon.
He slid his jeans down and she gasped at what she found.
“Take ‘em off, Daddy,” she repeated, seeing she was getting her way and now seeing what it was that she wanted.
“I can’t take that off. That’s the treasure,” he said with a slight grin, seeing her staring at the treasure he told her about.
“Noooooo,” Avery, said at his sillyness before referencing his jeans. “Take these off.”
She got rid of the jeans.
“What’s left?” he asked.
“My new toy,” Avery said with a cute timbre as she touched the treasure between his legs.
“Your now toy?” he asked, playing to her mindset.
“Yeah,” she said, taking the toy in her hands.
“That’s your new pacifier,” he taunted.
Avery gasped at the thought of the fun she would have with this toy.
“Can I put it in my mouth?” she asked, hopefully.
“You wanna put it in your mouth?” he asked, teasing her urges onward.
“Yeah, but then what? What do I do when I put it in my mouth?” she asked, feeling little and looking for direction.
“Oh I’m sure you’ll figure it out,” he said light-heartedly, knowing that Avery was the kind of BabyGirl that would do what she wanted. Flirting with her as she repositions herself.
She repositioned herself between his legs, grabbed her new toy and eyed it up.
“New toy,” she said sweetly with broken language before parting her lips and wrapping them around the girth of her what was in her hands.
She enjoyed what it felt like, what it tasted like and when she discovered that what she could do to her new toy would make her Daddy feel good, she gathered the ambition to be a very good girl for him, to do it right – for him.
“Someone likes her new toy,” he said with more sentiment as he watched her beginning to nurse.
“Mm-hmm,” she confirmed from the back of her throat, feeling its length with her tongue and reaching for her pacifier. “It’s better than this.”
“Yeah?” he asked as she placed her old pacifier on his chest.
“Mm-hmm,” she replied, beginning to nurse with sexual flavor.
He picked up the pacifier and looked at it.
“It’s a lot better than that. We won’t be using that anymore,” he said, placing the old pacifier on his nightstand. “You can suck on that instead of that.”
Watching her nurse was a sweet sight, not just for what they were both feeling, but how they felt inside.
“That’s a good girl,” he said with a syrupy Daddy voice, stroking her hair. “That’s my good girl.”
“Mm-Hmm,” she confirmed with littleness to her mumble.
She was beginning to enjoy the new toy and how it made her feel. She worked very hard to make sure her Daddy was enjoying what she was doing. And his words were setting the tone for her so well, as they always did.
She began stroking the toy in and out of her mouth.
“It’s getting bigger,” she said playfully and innocently.
“It does that,” he said, encouraging her to continue. “If you do it right, it gets bigger.”
“So I’m doing it right?” she asked, looking for praise.
“Yes, you’re doing it right,” he replied, making her feel special inside with his approval.
Then she began working up a rhythm, encouraging her with his praise of her. All it took was a few words from him to make her giddy with happiness. Oh, how she loved her Daddy and it was his praise she sought in everything she did in life. It meant more than so much else to hear that he was proud of her.
“You’re making Daddy really excited,” he said sweetly.
She was delighting in the job she was doing, cooing her happiness to herself.
“And then, when it can’t get any bigger, it pops,” he explained as she gasped at the thought of her toy popping.
“Wow,” she exclaimed.
“And then there’s a special milk that comes out when it pops,” he explained further.
“Milk?” she asked, intrigued by the idea.
“A special milk,” he enticed further.
“That’s good,” she said, returning her attention to the girth in her grip.
“All milk is good,” he said.
She began twirling her tongue around the toy and taking it back into her mouth to stroke it.
“Daddy’s happy that baby likes her new toy,” he said, feeling his heart beating for her. “Avery likes her new toy.”
He watched her teasing the tip and shuddering at the length.
“Mm-Hmm,” she mumbled, not shying away from how much she was enjoying this encounter
“Yeah. You’re putting a lot of that in your mouth,” he remarked.
“I want all of it,” she said playfully, but beginning to gather her own arousal.
There was a purpose to what she was doing, an importance and a goal for both of them.
“Ya gotta open wide,” he instructed sweetly.
Her arousal built and she used it to begin creating suction around the girth, allowing the slurpy, smacking noises to escape from her lips.
Then she tried to put all of her new toy’s length into her mouth, but couldn’t quite fit it all in.
“Almost,” he said supportively, knowing she was trying.
“Almost,” she repeated, going back to suctioning before wrapping her hand around it and bobbing her head with each stroke.
“You look like you’re liking that a lot,” he said.
“Mm-Hmm,” she confirmed with delight.
Her Daddy gazed down at her lovingly. She was being such a good girl for him.
“Someone likes her new toy,” he said, sweetly.
“Mm-Hmm,” she mumbled, looking back up at him with rosy cheeks, a smile that melted him and eyes that told of the excitement she felt for making him feel so good.
He continued to encourage her along with the sweetest of sentiments of how much of a good girl she was being. Though she was feeling Big Girl urges and wanted to do Big Girl things, she remained a BabyGirl for him and in her heart she remained his BabyGirl.
It was his girth, and its taste that she enjoyed. She giggled at the silly statements he made, encouraging her to do her best. She went about playing with her toy with a passion to be good at it. And he adored all that she tried and all that she accomplished. She was a little girl, so little that she still needed a diaper and as always, little minds are affected by little things.
But it was the big things which excited her the most and that was why Avery was so fascinated with her new toy. She could make it bigger by nursing on it and sharing with it the love she possessed in her soul.
He tucked her bangs back behind her ear as she nursed on her toy like a good girl. He was so proud of her and loved her so much that it was time to reward her sweetness with a little game.
“Let’s play a game,” he said.
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Continue on to Treasure Bound – Part Two: A New Game
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