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)
She manages to murmur, “Thank you, Sir.”
And then Thabo is gone, the door snicking shut behind him.
Chapter Thirteen
Sara
I’m shaking with need. My entire body. I bring my legs in close to my chest, squeezing them together. The only times my thighs ever touch are when Papi has my diaper off to give me a bath, and even then, he nudges my knees apart over and over. He likes me to keep my thighs wide. It’s because he’s psychic and evil and knows how aroused I get when I’m spread open.
Papi surprises me by gently rolling me to my side. For a moment, he lets me keep my thighs tight against each other while he rubs my hip and my back. “Your strength amazes me,” he says softly.
After a minute, he sets his palm on the back of my top thigh and guides that knee up closer to my chest, forcing my legs to part, exposing my pussy to the air. “There’s no reason to be embarrassed about your reaction to the probe, Baby girl. It’s common.”
I whimper. My mouth falls open as I arch my body, and my arousal increases.
We’re alone now. What is Papi going to do? I hope he’s going to give me the relief I crave without an audience. He holds my top leg up high and uses his other hand to stroke through my folds while he kisses my hip.
He trails a finger from my hip to my thigh. “This tattoo is gorgeous, Little one.” I realize he’s tracing the length of the vine. “I want to kiss every one of these thorns on this vine. One day soon I will.”
He leans over me and holds my gaze while he eases a finger into my tight channel, making me gasp and squirm.
“It’s okay to make noise. No one will care if you scream when you come, but be aware, these walls are not thick. Everyone will hear you if you don’t keep your voice down,” he warns me.
I’m trembling with need. I don’t care who hears me. I’ve been desperate for so long I can’t think straight.
Papi drags his thumb between my labia and trails it back to my rectum before easing that soaked digit into me. It’s not as wide as the probe that was just inside me, but it’s Papi’s thumb, and it’s so erotic the way he’s holding me on my side, kissing me gently everywhere, and now filling my bottom.
I’m close to orgasm from just the naughtiness of him touching me there. But he doesn’t leave me hanging. He strokes through my folds with his fingers, grazing my clit over and over until I’m wound tight. Finally, he thrusts two of his enormous fingers into my pussy. “Come, Baby girl.”
I arch my body and obey him, my orgasm powerful like every release he gives me, but this time, I manage not to scream. I’m sure I made a few unhuman noises, but hopefully the entire clinic didn’t hear me.
That afternoon, Papi straps me into the stroller and takes me to the park. The waiting room was empty when we got to the clinic earlier, so this is the first time I’m seeing other women—other Little girls—who’ve come from Earth to live here with their mates.
My eyes are wide as Papi angles my stroller so I can watch the other women playing while he sits next to me on a park bench. It’s shocking. For a long time, I can barely breathe. Intellectually I knew what to expect. Papi told me. But seeing other women playing like Little girls on the playground is not the same as hearing about it.
There are six women here, right now, and all six of their Papis are gathered nearby, talking to each other while they keep a close eye on their mates.
It’s surreal. All of them have either pigtails or braids. They’re wearing nothing but diapers. And most shocking, they all have their nipples pierced. Hoops with a variety of stones dangle from their tips.
“When will you pierce my nipples?” I ask softly.
“Whenever you’re ready, Baby girl. I’ve spoken to Ekert. He’s the jeweler who will design your hoops.” Papi leans forward next to me and points toward the swings where a blond woman is flying high. “See the Little girl with the blond pigtails?”
“Yes.”
“That’s Sophie. Ekert is her Papi. I’ve heard Sophie has an amazing eye for high quality gemstones. She has already chosen some pretty ametrine stones and set them aside for you to look at when you’re ready.”
I twist my head toward Papi and smirk. “You act like I have a choice.”
He chuckles. “Eventually you will get your pretty nipples pierced, Sara. It’s inevitable. However, we don’t usually rush our Littles to get them done. Most Littles do it soon after the first few weeks. It’s customary. Some wait a bit longer.”