Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 45284 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 226(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 151(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45284 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 226(@200wpm)___ 181(@250wpm)___ 151(@300wpm)
“Do you realize how rare it is for a human to choke?” she asks defiantly.
“Do you realize how unbelievably important you are to me, Baby girl?”
She lets out one of her signature precious sighs. “Yes, Sir.”
I tip her back in my arms and rub her lips with the nipple, grateful that she doesn’t balk. She opens her pretty mouth and immediately starts sucking the water. The nipples are designed to give her just the right amount of fluid at a time. She’s very unlikely to swallow down the wrong pipe or choke from guzzling.
Bottle feeding helps our Little girls bond with us, but it also maintains that intimate connection for years to come. I will always look forward to holding her in my arms and staring into her eyes as I feed her. If we live to be five hundred years old, I will never grow tired of this special time together every day.
I love that her eyes are open, and she’s looking at me. She’s also holding my pinky again. It’s so precious that I’m choked up.
When the water is gone, I feel much better about her health. She’s still awake. Blessed angels. Now for the next step in this process. For the love of all that is holy in the universe, please don’t let her have any reaction to the vitamin suppositories.
I carry her to the changing table, stretch her arms over her head, and secure her wrists.
She whimpers as I pull a second strap across her tummy. I’m pleased that the scent of her arousal fills the room. She still enjoys being restrained.
When I open her diaper, her pheromones overwhelm me. I clean her skin and then press her legs wider. “How is your pussy feeling, Little one?” I stroke the outside of her folds, teasing her.
She moans. “Needy, Papi.”
I chuckle. “I bet. I can smell your arousal. I bet you’d like to come.”
“Yes, please.”
“Such a polite Little girl. Such soft skin. I’ll never tire of touching your pretty pussy. When you’re feeling stronger, I’ll rub my face against your folds and suck your little clit like I did before we traveled to Eleadia.”
Her little mewls are adorable.
“Have you been thinking more about what it will feel like to have these labia pierced?” I say to get a rise out of her. I know she’s intrigued. She’s even dreamed about it. She’s embarrassed, but one of these days she will cave to my suggestion.
Not many females have their clits pierced, and even fewer have hoops placed on their labia. I’ve spoken with Ekert about both. He’s done them. He has no issue with it at all, but it isn’t something every Papi requests.
I don’t know what it is about my Little girl, but she clearly enjoys the bite of pain, and I think she will benefit from the constant stimulation she’ll get from hoops running through her labia.
“Papi…” she whines.
“Just so you know, you won’t feel a thing when you get piercings. I will numb your nipples with my serum. The only thing you will know is the sound of the little gun as the hoop punctures your sensitive little buds.” I move closer to her chest and lean over to kiss her nipple.
She moans and tries to arch her breasts upward, but she’s not quite strong enough, plus she’s strapped to the changing table.
I suckle her nipple, drawing it in deep until it’s engorged and needy. Before releasing the hard bud, I prick it, this time with an aphrodisiac, even though she doesn’t need any such thing. She can easily come without it as soon as I let her.
I haven’t given my girl an orgasm in over six months. Of course in her mind it’s only been six days, but even though we’ve been home for those days, she certainly hasn’t been lucid long enough for me to touch her so intimately. I did try to use her arousal to keep her awake in the doctor’s office. I’ve also tried to tempt her to stay awake several times with my serum, but it’s always been a failure. Until now.
“Papi…” She groans as she makes my name sound like it’s eight syllables long.
Instead of touching her any more intimately yet, I stop touching her to pull the bottle of suppositories out of my pocket. Watching her expression, I dump one onto my palm.
She whimpers. “You’re going to put that in my bottom, aren’t you?”
“Yes. I’m also going to make you come while I hold it in deep, letting it dissolve.”
She visibly clenches her butt cheeks at the suggestion, but she doesn’t argue. Once again, she’s intrigued. Her scent tells me everything I need to know. My girl wants me to push the pill up inside her.
I set the vitamin between her legs and grab the lube, wanting to make sure her bottom is very slick when I push my finger into her. She’s used to having the probe inside her for several minutes at a time. She’s not a stranger to the sensation. But this is going to be so much more invasive and intimate. My fingers are not an inanimate object.