Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 45188 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 226(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 151(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45188 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 226(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 151(@300wpm)
“I won’t always give you choices, Baby girl. Sometimes I will simply make demands and expect you to obey me.”
“Yes, Sir,” I murmur, my arousal not dampening with his proclamation.
“Right now, I’m going to give you a few options though. You can either stay nice and still for me while I examine you, or I can pull out some other kinds of restraints to help you remember, or I can call for someone else to come hold you down for me.”
I shudder violently. The thought of someone holding me down while Papi scrutinizes my private parts sends my libido into overdrive, but it’s far too embarrassing to admit out loud, so I quickly go for option two. “Restrain me, Papi.”
He holds my gaze, a small smile lifting the corners of his lips. “I’ll do that, but for the record, don’t think I didn’t notice that your first choice was having someone else help.”
I bite my lip harder.
“You’re going to hurt your lip, Baby girl. Release it.”
I let it go, but I tip my head back to look at my restrained hands. “I need my thumb, Papi.”
He rummages in his medical bag. “I’ve got something better.”
I gasp when I see the item he holds up. It’s a pacifier. Adult sized.
He takes it out of the wrapper while he watches me. “Have you used a binky before, Baby girl?”
I shake my head. Diapers I’ve used, but not a pacifier. I’ve simply sucked my thumb when I was feeling really Little, like now.
“I think you’ll like it, Little one.” He holds it up to my mouth. “Open for me.”
I eagerly part my lips and let him pop it in. It takes me a second to get the feel of the nipple in my mouth. It has a thicker rubber ring at the base that settles against my teeth. If I bite down on it, I won’t hurt the nipple. Ingenious.
“That’s a good girl.” He rubs my cheek. “Suckle the pacifier. It will help you self-soothe. It will also help ground you in a deeper, younger mindset. Pacifiers help Little girls adjust to this new way of life. It’s not altogether foreign to you of course, but I bet you’ll find you enjoy the suckling.”
I do. It feels good. Right. Like something was missing, and now I have it. An outlet for my pent-up energy. I moan around the nipple as I suck it. It’s not helping my arousal though. That keeps growing.
Papi holds something else up in my line of sight. “This strap is for the pacifier. It stretches around your head. I’ll use it sometimes to keep you from spitting out the nipple. Would you like me to put it on now?”
I suck harder as I consider his question. He’s offering to take away my voice by force. He’s telling me in the future he will do so, but right now he’s giving me the option.
In a minute, he’s going to touch me more intimately than I’ve ever been touched before in my life. Arousal is going to flood out of me when he does so because I’m already so turned on.
Intellectually I understand that my arousal is half of his goal and intention. He wants me to enjoy the forced exam. However, it will be easier for me to let myself accept his dominance if I have no other option. Taking my voice and my mobility will do that. So I nod.
Papi gently lifts my head and guides the strap underneath before securing it to both sides of the pacifier.
Instantly I’m ten times more aroused. I don’t know how this is even possible. But apparently it can and will get worse because the next thing Papi does is bend one of my legs completely so that my ankle touches my thigh. He puts a tight strap around my thigh and ankle, keeping me from straightening my leg.
After doing the same on the other side, he hooks yet another strap to a ring on the first and stretches it out to the end of the bed where he secures it to the frame somehow.
I’m so crazy with lust by the time he tightens my other leg that I might shatter into a billion pieces.
And then he gently lifts my butt off the mattress and slides a pillow under my lower back, lifting my fully exposed pussy into the air.
I’m whimpering and sucking so hard on the pacifier. I need him to touch me more than I need my next breath.
He takes his time removing several things from the medical bag and setting them on the bed.
I don’t look. I don’t want to know.
He leans over me and puts a small rubber ball in my hand, wrapping my fingers around it. “I have no intention of causing you pain, Baby girl. Ever. But if something hurts, you squeeze this ball. Try it now.”