3. When I became Robin's daddy
After that evening, I often accompanied Sophia and I became a regular baby-sitter for Robin. I enjoyed it: besides the fact that we were paid well by Claire, those baby-sitting evening were opportunity for Sophia and I to spend time quietly, after we put him to bed.
But I also enjoyed spending time taking care of Robin. He was always nice and polite. He was very affectionate, made very sweet compliments, offered me very cute presents as drawings or plasticine objects... I considered him like a real toddler girl, and wasn't embarrassed when he wanted to cuddle or kiss me.
I think this special baby-sittings helped our relationship to became more serious. I was soon considered as a member of Sophia's family. I was invited to birthdays, Christmas, etc. I met Karyn, who was a very nice girl with me, although she was very hard with poor Robin. She always came with "Miss Gwendolyn" and forced him to humiliate himself. She also invented games called "the crybaby games". There were several variants like the "slap crybaby game", the "spank crybaby game", the "pinch crybaby game", the "kick crybaby game", the "straps crybaby game", the "locked-in-a-closet crybaby game", the "eat-spicy crybaby game"...
Even if I was used to see him totally submissive, I was still amazed of how he obeyed this girl six years younger than him, and shake in fear everytime he saw her or even heard her name. But he seemed really sincere when he kissed her feet and hug her legs to thank her for making him a "good sissy crybaby".
When we were eighteen, Sophia planned to join Claire and her mother for a week-end trip. They asked me to babysitt Robin.
After usual heart-rending goodbye to his mommy, he came in my arms for a comforting hug. I kissed him on the forehead. He kissed my cheek.
"Thank you Sir", he told me. "You're so good to me Sir! I love you Sir!"
I was a bit surprised. He had said it so naturally!
I just answered "I love you too sweety".
He picked a paper on the table and gave it to me.
"Please Sir, this is a draw I made for you."
This drawing represented me as a knight, with a sword in the hand, facing a green monster. Robin was dressed as a princess, much smaller than me, looking at me with a big red heart over her.
"It's beautiful!" I said, and I kissed him on the cheek.
"Thank you Sir", he answered proudly.
"So, what do you want to do princess?"
"Oh, Sir, it's not me to decide! I just have to obey you Sir, whatever you tell me to do."
"Well, if you want to obey me, I ask you to decide what game you want to play."
"But... Sir, Mommy dear and Miss Sophia said that little babys like me should not “want” anything. I am just made to obey the grown-ups... I'm sorry Sir, please don't be mad at me Sir..." He said with tears in the eyes.
"Ok baby", I said with a soft voice, "don't cry. You're a well behaved baby."
"Thank you Sir", he said, curtseying with a little smile.
"Would you like to show me what a pretty princess you are?" I offered.
"Oh yes, please Sir!"
"Then, let's go!"
I took his hand and we went to his bedroom. I asked him to chose his favorite princess dress. He picked a pink one, with ruffled skirt, a sash and big puffy sleeves. He also took a petticoat and a camisole and pink slippers with little high-heel.. He already wore white tights and frilly pink bloomers. I helped him dressing.
"You're a beautiful princess", I complimented him.
"Thank you Sir! Sir? May I dress Betty too please?"
"Yes, that's a good idea sweety!"
"Thank you Sir!"
When he was done, I also complimented Betty and told her she was lucky to have such a nice mommy. Robin blushed and hugged me.
"Sir?"
"Yes princess?"
"I am sorry to ask you things. Mommy dear and Miss Sophia said that little babys like me should be seen and not heard..."
"Yes baby doll, but I allow you to speak now."
"Thank you Sir."
"So what do you want?"
"Well... Sir... For my birthday, Miss Sophia offered me glossy lipstick and she even taught me to put it to get pretty."
"Yes I remember sweety. Do you want to put it?"
"Oh yes, please Sir!"
He applied the candy pink gloss on his lips.
"You're now the prettiest little princess I have ever seen", I told him.
"Thank you Sir!" He run into my arms and gave me a kiss on the cheek.
"Oh, Sir, I'm sorry, I made you a track of lipstick. Please, forgive me..."
I laugh and kissed him on the cheek too. "That's fine princess. Stop worrying. Let's get back in the living room."
I put classical music and offered him to dance. I am not a very good waltzer, but we had a lot of fun.
It was getting late, almost half past six. I decided to bend the rules by making him dinner before his bath. We set the table in the dining room, an other disobedience of rules, as he always take his meal in the kitchen and is just allowed in the dining room to clean or serve when there are guests. I lit candles and put silverware and china crockery.
I prepared a simple menu, but it was way out of his ordinary baby food: green salad, tomato pasta and chocolate cake. I sat across from him and let him feed himself. I however put him a bib to protect his dress. We sat Betty between us, in a baby chair.
"Do you like it princess?"
"Oh yes Sir! Thank you so much Sir! It's a true princess dinner Sir! Thank you, thank you, thank you!"
"Don't you wish you could eat like this every day?"
"You mean, like a grown-up Sir?"
"Yes baby."
"Oh, Sir, I wish I could become a grown-up, but Miss Sophia said that a sissy like me will stay a baby forever. And baby are supposed to be feed baby food in the kitchen Sir."
"And you think she's right?"
"Oh yes Sir. Miss Sophia is always right, and Mommy dear too. She also said that I am a baby. And nobody could deny that I am a sissy, Sir."
"Why do you think you're a sissy, except that your mommy and Sophia says so?"
"Well, Sir, I believe I am a sissy because I am not a real girl, because I have my teeny-weeny willie. But I am not a real boy. I am not brave and strong like you Sir. I am a total wimp. When I was a kid, younger childs could boss me and I would never stop them. I felt I deserved to be harassed. And I still do."
"But don't you feel humiliated? For example, I'm three years younger than you and you call me Sir and obey me..."
"Mommy dear and Miss Sophia told me I have to call all superior people Madam or Miss or Mister or Sir, Sir. They said it's a shown of respect. I know it's humiliating, but they said I deserve to be humiliated to remind me my place."
"Do you blame Sophia or your mommy?"
"Oh no Sir! Thanks to them I have found my place and I am very happy with my life, Sir. I could not be responsible or live like a man, or even like an adult woman. I am so glad to be still a little baby girl, to wear beautiful dresses, to take care of my dolly and to be told what to do."
"Even when Karyn is around?"
With that, Robin shivered and swallowed in a gulp.
"Well, Sir, Miss Karyn is sometimes mean to me, but she helped Miss Sophia to make me the obedient sissy baby that I am now, so I am grateful to her. And she still helps me to remind what I am. A sissy baby should cry often, and thank to her I do. And a sissy wimp are made to amuse strong people like her."
"But you also enjoy when people are nice to you?"
"Yes Sir, that's why I love you so much Sir! At school, boys were mean to me, they teased me for being a sissy and they humiliated me. I believe they were right, of course. But when Miss Sophia came with you, I was scared at first.... Now, I wish you and Miss Sophia will stay together forever..."
He stoped, hesitated and continued. "Sir... you know I never had a daddy. You are the first man who take care of me, and who is nice, except for my teachers, but they didn't saw me with my sissy baby self. I wish you could be my daddy Sir..."
"Come here baby", I said. He got up and run to me. We hugged for long minutes.
"When we're alone, you can call me daddy if you want, I offered."
"Oh thank you Sir, but I wouldn't dare..."
"You wouldn't dare disobey your Daddy!"
"Yes Daddy! I mean, no Daddy! Sorry Daddy! I love you Daddy." We hugged again.
We finished dinner and talked about other stuffs: my studies, my early life, cartoons and books Robin loved. Then we cleared the table, and he thanked me about half a million times. I put him on the potty, gave him his bath, diapered and dressed him for the night and he did the same with Betty. I read him a story and kissed him and his dolly goodnight. He told me "I love you Daddy" about a million times.
I was watching TV and texting Sophia when a big storm came up. Thunder roared loud. I put TV on mute, and heard Robin was crying. I entered his room and smelled immediately that he had pooped his diapers.
I turned on the lights. He was shivering and holding his dolly and teddy.
"There, there baby... Daddy's here. You're really a sissy wimp are you?" I joked.
He shook the head, as he was gagged by his pacifier.
"And a stinky baby too!"
He shook his head again and I saw a timid smile behind his dummy.
I lowered his bed bars and lead him to the changing table. I untied his pacifier and mittens and undressed him.
"Thank you Daddy, I am so sorry to bother you Daddy", he said still sobbing.
"Don't worry baby, I'm here to take care of you... Somebody made a big boom-boom in his didee while thunder made boom-boom in the sky?"
"Baba sowwy Dada", he said with a baby voice.
I cleaned him and put a fresh diaper. I put his pyjama back. As I was going to throw the diaper, I approached it from his nose. "Who's a stinky poo poo face?" I laughed. He suddenly began to cry.
"Hey! Don't cry baby!" I said while throwing the diaper. "I was kidding! Daddy's sorry baby!"
"I am sorry Daddy", he said. "It's just remind me when Miss Karyn crushed my head in my didee to punish me."
I hugged him and kissed him and started to tickle him. He laughed and I continued.
"Pwwease Daddy stop! Pwwease!"
"If you want me to stop, you have to give me a kiss", I said.
But it was impossible, as I stuck him on the table. He tried to get up while blowing kisses in my direction, laughing and screaming. He cried to laugh.
Eventually, I approached my face so he give a peck on my cheek and I stoped.
"Thank you Daddy", he said still laughing... "Daddy, I am sorry, I have wee-wee when you tickled me..."
"What! You didn't asked for my permission?" I asked laughing.
"Baba sowwy Dada", he said snuggling to me.
"Then, we have another didee to change!"
While I was changing his diaper, the storm started again. He looked very frightened.
"Do you want to sleep with Daddy?" I asked.
"Oh yes please Daddy", he sobbed.
We went to Claire's room, in her double bed where she offered me to sleep. I removed my clothes, juste keeping my boxer, and settled down. I lifted the blanket and tapped the mattress to tell him to join me. He lied down by my side shyly, still trembling a little and I lower the blanket on him. I passed my arm behind his shoulder and he snuggled up to me. I gentlely caressed his hair and he put his head on my stomach. We felt asleep almost immediately.
I woke up to a smell of grilled toast and coffee. Robin was kneeling next to the bed, holding a tray.
"Hello Daddy", he said.
"Hi baby! Did you prepared breakfast?"
"Yes Daddy. As you didn't put my mittens back, I had my hand free, so I went in the kitchen and prepared your brekkie."
I sat down and tapped my knees so he would put the tray on it. As he stayed kneeling, I told him to lay next to me in the bed.
"Thank you Daddy!"
"Did you eat anything?"
"No Daddy, I wouldn't dare eat before you do Daddy."
"Did you prepare something for yourself?"
"No Daddy, I just prepared brekkie for you", he said before kissing my cheek.
"Thank you baby, I said and returned his kiss. What do you have for breakfast?"
"Mommy dear give me ba-ba, Daddy."
"Well, let's fix a ba-ba then!"
"Oh please Daddy! Stay in your bed! Baby doesn't want to disturb you while your eating!"
"Ok baby, then go to the kitchen and come back with your ba-ba!"
"Yes Daddy! Thank you Daddy!"
He ran away and came back a few minutes later, holding a baby bottle that he handed to me.
He lay again. I gave him his bottle with one hand and ate with the other. When he had finished the bottle, I was finishing a spread of bread with butter and jam. "Do you want to taste it?" I asked.
I didn't wait for his answer and just pushed the bread in his mouth.
"Thank you for yum-yum Daddy!" He kissed me and cuddled me. I felt he was agitated.
"Is your diaper clean baby?"
"Yes Daddy!"
"Good."
"Thank you Daddy!"
"Do you need your potty?"
"Yes please Daddy!"
"Do you need to wee-wee?"
"Yes Daddy, and to poo-poo too, if you allow me..."
"Of course sweetie pie!"
"Thank you Daddy!"
"Can you hold it?"
"Yes Daddy, but I have to make quicky-quicky or I may have oopsie-daisy."
"Ok, then let's go to the potty!"
"Thank you Daddy! I love you Daddy!"
Claire and Sophia returned home in the afternoon. We spend the morning playing and hugging and for lunch I had a steack and feed him vegetable purée. When they came back, he run into his mom's arms and then into Sophia's and then into her mother's.
"We had the best week-end ever Mommy dear! I wish you and Miss Sophia and Madam Sabine were there!" He told them.
We told them everything about the two days.
When we left, after a very long hug with Robin, Sophia offered me to go to her home. We went to her room. She thanked me for taking so good care of Robin and we made love.