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)
Now that her arousal has ebbed, I slide the vibrator into her pussy again. Fuck, she’s tight. The only time I penetrated her was with my finger, and that was six months ago. Her channel has returned to its tightened state. I’ll need to work on stretching her for some time before I’ll be able to fully claim her with my aching cock.
Allisa moans. “Papi…” That word is music to my ears.
“Hands on the bar,” I demand firmly.
She finally reaches up to wrap her fists around the pole, gripping it tightly.
“That’s a good girl.” I continue to tease her with the vibrator, letting it slide slowly in and out. It’s not enough to get her off. I know this because I can scent her arousal. “Pull yourself up five times.”
She groans as though I’ve asked her to dig a ditch behind the house, but she manages to lift her body sufficiently three of the five times.
“That’s three. Two more.”
Pouting, she gives me two more.
“Good girl. Now, since you needed Papi to use this spreader bar on your legs, we’ll have to modify that exercise. You won’t be able to lift your legs all the way up with the heavy weight, but I want you to lift them until the bar touches my hand. Five reps.”
I hold my palm out a few inches from the bar. It’s a good exercise. The bar isn’t meant to be so heavy that she can’t move at all. It’s only weighted enough to prevent her from bringing her legs together or straightening them in her crib. It’s a training device.
Allisa grunts as she lifts her legs. “Too hard, Papi,” she complains. I’ll take it. At least she’s talking, even if it is to argue.
“It’s not too hard, naughty girl. Do it again. Four more.”
“Meanie,” she mutters as she uses her abs and even her arms to help her lift her feet a few inches off the floor.
After four more leg lifts, I reward her by tucking my head under the bar and flicking my tongue over her clit until she comes.
My girl is loud, screaming her release. I think she’s shocked that I let her orgasm.
“That’s a good girl,” I praise, rubbing my hands on her inner thighs. “Did you forget how nice it feels when Papi lets you come?”
She shakes her head.
“Your exercises are important, Allisa. You need to gain all your strength back.”
“Why?” she sasses. “It’s not like you’re going to let me walk.”
I chuckle. “Your strength is important for your safety, naughty girl. And when you’re done with your exercises, I’m going to spank your bottom for being so insolent. Now, start the next repetition of five when you’re ready.”
Chapter Thirteen
Allisa
He’s manipulating me. It’s so frustrating.
We’re playing a game. He thinks he’s winning, but I’m the one who’s winning. After all, the man just gave me an orgasm, and I don’t think he fully understands how much I thrive on his firm dominance.
I’m strong enough to pull myself up with my arms. I’m also strong enough to lift my legs higher, even with the evil bar between them. But I prefer to test him. I like it when he reprimands me like a naughty Baby. His firm tone makes my heart race.
Here are the things I know for certain. I’m addicted to that pacifier. I hate when he takes it away. We both knew that would probably happen when he let me have it, but I don’t think either of us calculated how much power that would give him.
Another thing is that restraining me in any way also makes me horny. This bar between my ankles is causing me to lose my head. Sometimes when I’m not very sleepy and he puts me in my crib, I can’t fall asleep because being spread open makes me feel so vulnerable and exposed.
Instead of giving me covers, he puts a heated pad under me. Sometimes the chill in the air makes my titties stiff, but that might also simply be a result of having my arms forced high above my head.
It’s working. The position is beginning to feel natural. When he puts me in the crib now, I lift my arms for him on autopilot, bending my knees to his preferred angle also.
He’s never used that spreader bar on me outside of my crib. This is new, and the effect is heightened by the fact that I’m naked. Without my diaper, I’m more aware of my open pussy and the arousal dripping between my legs.
Papi leans over me, planting his hands on either side of the A-frame. “You are my world, Baby girl. The most precious being in the universe. There is nothing you can do to change that. I’m well aware that you’re testing me. It’s normal. You need to know I will not balk. What I say goes. You will obey me or suffer the consequences. Right now, your behavior is keeping you from sucking on that coveted pacifier.”