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)
Mia is panting now. Her head rolls back and forth on the table. Her breasts are swollen. Her nipples are very hard points.
“Papi, please.”
“What was Papi’s rule, Baby girl?”
She can’t stay still. She’s so damn adorable. And my cock is furious. “I won’t play with my titties, Papi. I promise. Please touch them. Please touch my pussy. Please, Papi.”
I’ve made her so horny she’s frantic.
I heard this would happen. The stories were true. And this type of punishment will work perfectly for my Little girl who doesn’t like to stand in the corner.
“Papi!” she cries out. She’s gasping as though she can’t get oxygen. “I need you inside me.”
I blow on her titties again.
She screams in frustration. “No no no no no. It’s too much. It hurts.”
“It doesn’t hurt, Baby girl.”
She squirms. “It does. You don’t know how it feels,” she argues.
“Where does it hurt?” I know the answer, but I want her to acknowledge it.
“In my tummy. In my pussy. My clit. Papi, please…” she begs.
“That’s not pain,” I remind her. “It’s need.”
“That quill is mean. Don’t touch me with it again,” she shouts.
“Don’t break Papi’s rules, and I will only prick your pretty nipples for pleasure next time.”
“I’m dying.”
I smile, fighting a chuckle. “You won’t die from edging, Baby girl.”
“Edging!” she shouts. “Edging is when you touch my clit and leave me hanging. This is so much more. This is torture.” She draws her knees up, moaning.
I wait while she slowly regains her senses. It takes a while. I couldn’t know for sure how much of my serum to release into her, but now I know how potent it is. I’ll store that information for later. Sometimes I’ll go easier on her. Sometimes I’ll make it worse.
When she’s finally breathing almost normally, I release her wrists and lift her into my arms, careful not to touch her nipples. She still craves the contact. I won’t give it to her.
“Which would you prefer next time, Little one? Corner time or my quill?”
“Corner time,” she blurts without a thought. “I’ll even stand still.”
“Piercing it is then.”
She groans.
Chapter Ten
Mia
“When are you going to have sex with me?” I ask Papi as he settles us back in the armchair.
He chuckles. “Not during a punishment, that’s for sure.”
“But when?”
“After we get home, Baby girl.”
My eyes pop wide. He can’t be serious. “But you said that takes six months.”
“Yep, and you’ll be in stasis that entire time. Your body can’t withstand the trip without being in a state of deep rest.”
“Oh.” I’m shocked. “Will you be awake?”
“Yes. I will take care of you. And I need you to know something else. It takes a few weeks to fully come out of the stasis. When we arrive, you will not have any muscle control or even the use of your voice. Your speech will come back in a few days. Your body will need about two weeks.”
I stare at him. There’s so much I don’t know. “I’ll be scared,” I murmur.
He rubs my arm. “I’ll be with you every step of the way. I’ll do everything in my power to keep you from feeling scared. You will sleep a lot those first weeks anyway. Your body will need the rest as you gradually get your legs back under you.”
He’s going to feed me and change me while I’m unable to lift my head. My nerves are on edge.
“After you fully recover, when you’re ready, then we’ll make love.”
My stomach growls. I’ve been through a lot in the past few hours. I didn’t eat much for dinner either.
“Ready for your bottle, Little one?”
“What if I don’t like it?”
“You will. It has a unique flavor you’ve never tasted before. All of the food on Eleadia will be new to you. But I haven’t met a single Little girl who didn’t like the formula.”
I lean back in his arms and try to relax. My titties are still tingling. He’s right about one thing. I won’t touch them again anytime soon. I can’t think of anything worse than the level of arousal he consumed me with while holding me down and forcing me to endure it.
My diaper is soaked, and it’s not from peeing myself.
When he lifts the bottle to my mouth, I open for him. I love the way he’s looking at me as I find my rhythm and start to suckle. It tastes better than anything I’ve ever eaten. Like the best smoothie ever made. I can’t identify the flavor at all. Maybe a hint of vanilla though.
Papi calms. I can feel his body relaxing with mine. He fingers a lock of my hair before carefully removing the little clips and setting them on the end table. “So pretty,” he whispers as he runs his fingers through the length.
I hold his gaze. I can’t look away. The connection between us is incredible. It would be foolish to fight it.