Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 43582 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 218(@200wpm)___ 174(@250wpm)___ 145(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 43582 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 218(@200wpm)___ 174(@250wpm)___ 145(@300wpm)
Daddy slowly drags his finger between my folds, gathering my wetness and using it to lubricate my clit. When the beeps grow too fast, he stops and returns to my entrance. Next, he trails his finger lower until he’s teasing my tight rosette.
“I bet your bottom will be nice and loose for me with that medicine in your system. Let’s see.” He easily presses his finger into my bottom.
The beeping comes faster as my heart rate increases. I hate that it’s so obvious how aroused I get when he touches my bottom. It shouldn’t affect me, but it does.
“My naughty Little pet enjoys having her bottom penetrated,” he says, easing his finger in and out, reaching deeper each time. “Someday, you’ll be able to take my cock into your tight hole. It will feel so good, you’ll wake the whole building with your screams.”
I think my face heats with embarrassment. Am I at least capable of that sort of physiological response?
Daddy pulls his finger out, cleans it with a disinfecting wipe, and then resumes tormenting my clit. He doesn’t use enough pressure or linger long enough for me to get off. He’s so in tune with me that he knows exactly what I need, and he’s not going to give it to me.
Yamal squeezes the bag of formula above my head. “We can take the tube out now. The effects of the muscle relaxant will slowly ease off in the next few hours. Keep an eye on her as she regains movement. She’ll be able to suck a bottle on her own by her next feeding. If you have any concerns, bring her back or call me.”
“Okay. Thank you.”
Yamal removes the leads from my chest next. “I can take the catheter out or leave it in. Either way, she won’t have control over her bladder for a few hours. She’ll wet herself without any assistance.”
“I think you can take it out. I doubt she’ll be as rebellious in a few hours.”
“You can take a second catheter kit in case you need it later. And I’ll give you a bottle of pills so you can also immobilize her again, if necessary.”
“Thanks.”
I stare at the ceiling as Yamal removes the stupid tube from my pee-pee hole. Daddy takes over from there, carefully rubbing ointment into every inch of my skin, making sure I stay aroused the entire time.
When the doctor pulls the stupid tube out of my nose, I cough several times. At least my body is able to come up with one reasonable reaction. I would curse both of them out if I had my voice, but something tells me that will never happen.
Daddy has made his point. If I choose to sulk and defy him, he will calmly subdue me with drugs. It’s underhanded and infuriating, but it’s also going to work. I don’t want to be immobilized like this ever again.
It takes Daddy a few minutes to put my jammies on since I can’t lift a single limb to help him. Finally, he snaps the secure leash to my neck before adding the other end to his wrist. He gently scoops me into his arms and thanks Yamal one more time.
I’m still paralyzed when we return to his office, and I’m relieved when he releases my leash and carefully settles me into the kennel. At least he won’t be annoying me while I regain my mobility. I wonder how long that will take.
THIRTEEN
It turns out the muscle relaxant lasts for hours. I stare at the top of the kennel for most of the time. Even when my hands and feet begin to tingle, it’s a struggle to move them. I wet myself several times, unable to control my bladder.
I’m anxious because Daddy didn’t give me my pacifier. I assume that’s because he was concerned about my airway being obstructed. He doesn’t put the cloth back over my kennel, and he looks in my direction often.
After a long time, he turns toward me and leans back in his chair.
I’m still not verbal, but even if I were, I wouldn’t say anything. I’m harboring a new level of mad.
He starts speaking in his usual calm voice. “The kibble is especially designed to ensure you won’t have any allergic reactions. It would be remiss of me to feed you regular foods from our planet. I would be responsible if you had a severe reaction to anything new.
“Our scientists developed both the formula and the kibble to provide nourishment to any beings we bring here from other planets. The fact that you find the two foods so insulting is confusing to me, and I’m having a hard time understanding your reaction.”
I continue to stare at the top of my cage, mostly because it’s my only option. Maybe I could move my head toward him, but I haven’t tested that theory, and I don’t plan to yet.