Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 45203 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 226(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 151(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45203 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 226(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 151(@300wpm)
Tears gather in her eyes again. They slide out and down her temples. She’s facing a lot. It’s not surprising that she’s emotional.
I release the dress and free it from her hands before holding it up and shaking it out. “This is so very pretty, Baby girl. I bet you felt like a princess wearing it.”
She sniffles. “Yes, Sir. Can I keep it?”
“No, Little one. You won’t need it on Eleadia.”
“What will I wear?”
This is where things get dicey. Human females are easily shocked by many of the customs on Eleadia. This one is a particular sticking point. “Diapers, Baby girl. Nothing else.”
Her gasp is loud. “What?”
I trail a finger down between the cups of her lacey bra. It has a clasp in the front, and I tap it. “Little girls do not cover their breasts on Eleadia.” I decide to go all in and lay out my cards right now. “In fact, quite the opposite. Soon after you regain your strength, we will go to a jeweler and have your nipples pierced. Pretty hoops will circle through each bud with precious stones dangling from them. The piercings are a symbol of our union, much like wedding rings on Earth. The difference is, they will never be removed, and they will draw attention to your breasts.”
I’m not sure her eyes could possibly bug out farther. She’s not even breathing. Finally, she sucks in air. “I don’t want my nipples pierced, Papi.”
“You will in time, Little one. We’ll wait until you’re ready. When you see everyone else’s pretty stones, you’ll change your mind.”
She’s struggling to keep her arms above her head. Her palms are fisted, and she lowers them to her hair. “It will hurt, Papi.”
“Nope. Not at all. Remember, Papi has a quill. I’ll use it to numb your little nipples. You won’t feel a thing.”
She gasps again. “I’ll feel the quill,” she nearly shouts.
I chuckle. “Trust me, Baby girl. You’ll learn to love my quill.”
“I don’t think so,” she whines.
I reach my finger under the clasp of her bra and pop it free.
Chapter Six
Crogor
Allisa lifts her knees and brings them up toward her chest. “Papi…”
Her protests are cute. Weak and ineffective, but cute.
I take the opportunity to grab the sides of her panties and pull them down her legs.
She draws her knees in tighter. She can’t help it. It’s instinctive to her. It will take time to teach her to keep herself open for me. No human man has ever seen her naked.
When her arms wrap around her knees, I ease the straps of her bra down to her elbows and then gently lift each hand one at a time to relieve her of the last scrap of lace.
She’s vulnerable and panting, her tiny legs pulled in tight, her arms gripping her shins. She’s in such a ball, that I’ve only gotten a glimpse of her breasts so far.
I step back and take a moment to remove my suit jacket and then unbutton my shirt. “Open for me, Baby girl,” I urge in a soft voice. “Show Papi how pretty you are.”
She eases her grip slowly.
When I’m finally shirtless and I’ve kicked off my shoes, leaving me in nothing but my dress pants, I set my hands over my girl’s where they rest against her shins. “Let go of your legs, Little one. You’re like a little flower. Bloom for me.”
She hesitates. “Are you going to make love to me?” she asks in a tiny voice.
“Millions of times, Baby girl. But not tonight. My cock is much larger than a human’s. When we get home, I will stretch your tight cunt until I’m certain you’re able to take me into your body without injuring you. Tonight, my only goal is to make you feel good. But first, you need to pee, and I’m going to spank you.” I lift a brow at the reminder.
She’s still gripping her shins, though not as tightly.
“Spread your petals, Baby girl. Like a flower in bloom. I want to scent your nectar before I devour it.” I opt for patience on this issue. Forcing her right now would not be in my best interest. I want her to trust me.
Though I’ve made it clear I will be a firm Papi, that doesn’t mean I will be cruel. I can scent trepidation wafting off of her. When she still had her panties and dress on, she didn’t feel quite as vulnerable. She was able to open for me, knowing that her pussy and tits were covered.
This is different. She’s naked now. Exposing herself takes trust. Trust I intend to earn.
I move my hands to her knees and lightly grip them. “I can smell your arousal, Little one. It’s mixed with nervous energy. You have my word I will not penetrate your pussy right now.”
Moving my hands to her biceps, I stroke them next. “Your skin is so pale…” My voice trails off. “You’re like an angel sent from the heavens.”