Total pages in book: 46
Estimated words: 43818 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 219(@200wpm)___ 175(@250wpm)___ 146(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 43818 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 219(@200wpm)___ 175(@250wpm)___ 146(@300wpm)
I lick my lips, wanting clarification. “But it’s not optional.” Nothing in my life seems to be optional. I do whatever Papi tells me to do at all times. I’m aware that if I don’t, I will be disciplined. He’s holding back because I’m still so weak, but when I get stronger, he will spank me when I misbehave. That is clear.
Papi draws in a deep breath and turns my stroller slightly to meet my gaze more directly. I’m strapped into the stroller in a five-point restraint system that will eventually prevent me from leaning forward. It’s superfluous right now because I don’t have the ability to lean anywhere yet.
My arms are lying rather uselessly at my sides. I can sort of lift them with great effort, but I can’t really control them to specifically reach for something.
Papi surprises me by cupping my breast and thumbing my nipple. Right here where anyone could see if they look our direction.
My breath hitches. “Papi…”
“I know we’ve only known each other a few days, Sara, but it seems like much longer, and we know each other better than we would otherwise because of the strong bond between us. Have you ever in your life felt the kind of connection you feel with me?”
I shake my head. “No, Papi,” I murmur.
He flattens his palm between my breasts. “Do you feel the love between us in your heart?”
I nod. I really do. It’s so strong. I already knew it before we left Earth. I knew it before he lifted me off that stage and carried me away from my life.
“If I were a human and we lived on Earth, would you marry me and wear my ring?”
I nod again. My heart is racing.
Papi’s warm palm is still resting between my breasts, but his hand is huge, and he’s caressing one nipple with his thumb while the other side of his palm presses against my other nipple.
He leans in closer and kisses my forehead. “I know you don’t care if I pierce your nipples, Baby girl. In fact, I’m certain you’re looking forward to it because you understand how much it means to me. You’re not questioning the piercing. You’re asking me if you will always have to obey me in all things. And the answer is yes. You will. But it won’t be a struggle. You’ll obey me because you’ll want to. You’ll obey me because you’ll understand how strongly I feel about you, how much I love you, and how badly I want you to be safe.”
I swallow over the lump in my throat as deep emotions well up inside me.
“Some Little girls are scared to get their nipples pierced. Some hold out because they’re stubborn. But eventually they all cave for the reasons I just listed and so many more. How do you think you’d feel if you came to the park and played with the other Little girls day after day for weeks or months and you were the only one who never got her pretty nipples pierced? Peer pressure would eventually win. Not because you’d want to conform to the others but because your unadorned nipples would be a symbol to anyone who saw them that you had not fully committed to your Papi yet.”
Tears leak out of my eyes and run down my cheeks.
Papi lifts his hand from my chest to cup my face, and I lean into his touch. I’m scared about so many things. There is so much I don’t know yet. Everything is so new and frightening. I’m worried about my voice and whether or not Papi is going to let me perform when I get stronger. I’m worried that he’s not going to let me sing for people because it’s not something that’s done here on Eleadia.
My worries are real, and they run deep, but I’m not hesitant about my feelings for Papi. I love him deeply already even if it isn’t rational. I know I love him, and I want everyone else to know it, too.
Papi rubs my tears away with his thumb.
My voice squeaks when I speak again. “When can I get the pretty nipple rings, Papi?”
He smiles. “I don’t think any Little girls have done it this soon, Baby girl. There is no rush. But we can go see the stones anytime you’d like if you want to.”
I smile and manage to kick my bare feet out. “I’d like that.”
Papi sits taller and waves a hand toward a man who is now pushing Sophie on the swing.
“Is that Ekert?”
“Yes.”
Ekert stops the swing, helps Sophie down, and takes her hand as the two of them make their way toward us.
I can’t help but smile at how carefree and happy Sophie looks. She’s grinning wide and skipping alongside her Papi. The hoops on her nipples bounce with her every step. I’m pretty sure the stones are diamonds. They’re nearly clear and sparkle as the bright Eleadian sun hits them.