Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 45366 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 227(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 151(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45366 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 227(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 151(@300wpm)
I flinch. She hasn’t slept with her fiancé?
Surgient’s brows furrow.
“And before you ask me again,” Kendra continues, “I’ve never had sex with any asshole.” She drops her head. Her cheeks have pinkened deeper. She’s embarrassed. “Twenty-five-year-old virgin,” she mutters.
Why?
She jerks her gaze to me. “Because all the men I’ve ever met were assholes. None were worthy of my body. That’s why.”
I’m the one embarrassed now. I hadn’t realized I’d spoken that questioning word out loud.
I take a deep breath. It’s going to be a long and bumpy road, but this mate of mine will learn to trust me. She will let me into her body when she’s ready. She will enjoy it so much that she’ll crave it all the time. Until then, I’m going to be exercising a tremendous amount of patience.
“I’m sorry you’ve had so many bad experiences,” Surgient responds. “I promise we don’t abuse our females like that on Eleadia. No one does. It’s unheard of. You will be loved and treated like a princess for the rest of your life.”
She doesn’t respond. She doesn’t believe him. I understand. I will have to earn that trust.
Surgient reaches for a speculum. “I’m going to open your vagina, Little one. I’ll take a swab of your cervix and also swab your urethra.”
She shudders.
Surgient is quick to insert the small speculum while I hold my breath. It’s mindboggling to think I’ll be the first and only man to enter her. She’s mine in every way. After he swabs the end of her vaginal canal, he holds her pelvis steady and lines up the next swab with her urethra.
“This won’t hurt. It will feel odd. Try to relax. Most Little girls enjoy having their urethras penetrated once they realize no pain is involved.”
She holds her breath, seemingly more resigned to Surgient’s exam, even though I know from my research humans don’t ordinarily swab their tiny holes. It’s a shame because they also suffer an inordinately high propensity for urinary tract infections, which could be avoided if they paid more attention to their urethral health, namely ensuring the channel isn’t too narrow. It’s easy enough to stretch it if necessary. Choosing to ignore that fact and treat repeat infections is hard for our medical personnel to understand.
Surgient takes his time easing the swab into her while I watch her reactions. I’m pleased to note her pulse increasing and wetness leaking from her pussy.
When he’s finished and removes the speculum, she blows out a long breath. “Are we done yet, Sir?”
“Not yet, Little one,” he soothes. He turns to me. “Have the clinic on Eleadia check her urethra when you arrive. It might be fine, but it’s slightly narrow. No need to take any chances.”
Kendra groans. “This can’t be happening,” she mutters.
“I’ll make sure,” I reassure the doctor. I know the importance. Being diapered means it’s necessary to keep any possible infections to a minimum.
Surgient reaches for the probe next. I know she’s not going to like this and has no idea what’s coming. After drizzling lubricant on the end of the device, he sets his large hand on her pubic bone to steady her and nudges the entrance of her rectum.
She cries out, clenching her butt cheeks. “What is that?”
I answer. “It’s a rectal probe, Little one. Surgient is going to insert it in your bottom to gather data. It measures everything at once, from temperature to blood pressure. Try to relax your bottom, Baby girl. It won’t feel much different from when I inserted my finger. You enjoyed that.”
She gasps and shakes her head. “I did not. It was awful. I don’t want that inside me.”
Surgient swirls the tip around her entrance, applying pressure that will increase the sensation against her tight muscles.
She tries to squirm, but she’s too restrained to avoid the intrusion.
I slide my hand up to cup her breast, flicking her nipple several times until she arches and bucks. A soft moan escapes her lips.
“Rub her clit for me,” Surgient requests. “I was going to wait until after the probe to bring her to orgasm and check her arousal levels, but now is good too. It will help her accept the probe.”
I’m not sure how much of that Kendra heard because she’s moaning and writhing in both pleasure and aggravation. I switch my hands so that I can fondle her nipple and play with her pussy at the same time. The moment I circle her clit, she stiffens.
“Oh God… Oh God…”
The scent of her arousal fills the room as I pinch her little nub and slide a finger into her pussy. Damn, she is tight. Much tighter than I’d been taught to expect, but then again, she just revealed she’s never been touched. That would explain it.
I watch her face while I pinch her nipple hard, flicking her clit rapidly. As I ease my finger in and out of her channel, I glance at Surgient to find him slowly entering her bottom with the probe.