Total pages in book: 50
Estimated words: 47569 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 238(@200wpm)___ 190(@250wpm)___ 159(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 47569 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 238(@200wpm)___ 190(@250wpm)___ 159(@300wpm)
Papi leans over my chest, kisses my swollen bud, and then licks it before piercing it.
I moan as I arch my chest. I haven’t felt that rush of excitement since the night we met. I forgot how powerful it is. This time instead of injecting me with some kind of aphrodisiac, he has numbed my titty. The prick itself was the same, though, a sharp bite into one of the most sensitive parts of my body.
I squeeze my eyes closed while Papi grips my breast firmly in one hand, holding it steady. When I hear a strange pop, I flinch.
Sophie rubs my bicep. “See? That’s it. The first one is done.”
I consider lifting my head to look but decide to wait until the second one is pierced. I don’t have to wait long because Papi does his thing without hesitation, and before I can take more than a few breaths, I hear the second pop from the piercing gun.
I’m panting from the adrenaline rush. The anticipation was much worse than the actual piercing. I still don’t move or look while I listen to Ekert give Papi instructions about keeping my titties numb for the next few days because there’s no reason for me to be in pain. They will heal quickly.
Sophie gives me a squeeze. “You did great.”
I nod, trying to be polite, as Ekert lifts her up and carries her from the room, shutting the door quietly behind them.
Papi leans over me. He’s smiling. “I’m so proud of you, Baby girl.”
I lick my lips. “How do they look?”
“The most stunning nipples I’ve ever seen.” He unfastens me from the restraints and helps me sit upright.
When I finally look down, my breath catches in my lungs. Of all the things I’ve gradually accepted and integrated into my life, this is by far the most bizarre.
The piercings are stunning, though. The hoops are dainty, but the pink morganite stones are large. They sparkle in the light when I move. I lift both my hands toward my nipples even though one is in a cast.
Papi stops me, gently guiding my arms away. “The stones are a symbol of my eternal love for you. You will wear them proudly. You will not try to hide them. I expect you to keep your shoulders back and your chest forward so everyone can see them. Their weight will serve as a constant reminder that you are mine. Part of that submission means only I decide when to stroke your tender titties. I will do so as often as I please. You will learn to accept the touch of my fingers or my tongue on your swollen buds on my timeline, not yours.”
I’m panting as I stare at him. I haven’t wet myself, but my diaper is getting soaked anyway from my arousal. Papi is going to keep me aroused like this for the rest of my life, isn’t he?
Chapter Seventeen
Ava
“Ava!”
I giggle and squirm as I spot Mia running toward me. Papi has me propped on one hip, and he won’t let me go.
“Please can I get down, Papi?”
“No, Baby girl. Wait for me to spread out a blanket. No walking yet today,” he admonishes.
We’re at a park. There are about six Little girls playing on the playground equipment. When Mia spotted me, she turned my direction and started running. Her gait is awkward with the thick diaper between her legs, but it doesn’t last long because a giant Eleadian man, whom I assume is Surgient, her Papi, swoops her off the ground, halting her movement.
Papi is walking toward them, but we’re not quite close enough to hear what Surgient is saying. I can tell by his stern expression he’s admonishing her.
“What is she in trouble for, Papi?” I ask.
“Probably not so much for running. We try to let our Littles run free in the grass where they aren’t as likely to get injured. Most likely for taking off without permission.”
I shiver. Permission… To jog a few yards away from her Papi…
My Papi lowers his face to my neck and inhales deeply before whispering in my ear. “You need permission to step more than a few feet away from me, too, Little one. If you wander off, I will spank your bottom in front of everyone at the park while they watch, understood?”
My breath hitches.
“Do you know why?”
“Because you’re an overprotective alien giant?” I taunt.
He chuckles. “Because it makes your pussy cream for me when I give you strict rules.”
I sigh and go limp against his shoulder. “Fine.” No sense arguing with that logic.
Keeping me on his hip, Papi stops to spread out a blanket while I watch my friend listening to her Papi with eager anticipation. Finally Surgient finishes his lecture and carries Mia toward me.
She looks contrite, but her smile quickly returns as they reach the blanket. “You’re here,” she exclaims.