Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 45782 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 229(@200wpm)___ 183(@250wpm)___ 153(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 45782 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 229(@200wpm)___ 183(@250wpm)___ 153(@300wpm)
“You’re right. It’s sexist, if you want to use that term. Eleadia is a male-dominated society. It’s how we’re created. It’s never going to change. But let me point some things out for you. Are you listening?” He lifts a brow.
“Yes, Sir.” Now is not the time to be argumentative.
“Whatever power exists that chooses the perfect mate for us knows what He or She is doing. Of all the Little girls in the universe, Fate sent you into Club Zoom that night, knowing I was there waiting to meet you. It’s not an accident that you submit so perfectly to my dominant side. Fate doesn’t choose a mate for any of us who needs to control things. Fate finds the perfect mate for each and every one of us who will thrive under our guidance. And the men on my planet do not abuse this gift or take it for granted. I will always honor you and respect you. I will see to your needs for the rest of our lives. You will submit to me because that’s one of your needs. I will discipline you because that’s also one of your needs. When you misbehave, you’ll do so knowing that I will punish you. You might not know how I’ll discipline you for that particular infraction on that particular day, but you will know I will never back down. Some days you will intentionally break rules because you need the feel of my palm on your bottom, reminding you that you’re loved and cherished. You wear a diaper because part of my way of showing you how much I care about you is taking care of your needs. All of them. You’ll take a bottle for all of your nutrition until I decide to introduce foods, and when I do, I will feed you myself. It’s one of the ways I serve you. You will also go into this house and let Ekert restrain your small body and accept the custom of having your nipples pierced because doing so demonstrates your love and devotion to me. It tells the universe that you accept my guidance and my dominance. It’s a symbol of your commitment and a promise to obey me. And why will you obey me always, Baby girl?”
I lick my lips. My heart is racing. I think I understand. “Because it feels good.”
“Why is your pulse racing? Why are your nipples as sharp as the stones we’re about to add to them? Why is your pussy so wet that it looks like you filled your diaper, Janelle?”
“Because I get all horny when you boss me around.”
He chuckles. “Indeed you do. And you know what else, Baby girl? You’ll continue to argue with me and spar with me from time to time because every time you do so, I will remind you that you’re my Little girl. Mine to discipline. Mine to dominate. Mine to make love to.”
I swallow hard. I’m so turned on right now I’m shaking. And he knows it. He will always know it.
“You’re mine, Janelle. Mine.”
“And you’re mine.”
He smiles. “Yours, Baby girl. Always.”
I wrap my arms around his neck and hug him so tight. “I love you, Papi.”
He leans me back, his eyes wide. “That’s the best thing I’ve ever heard in my entire life. I love you to the many moons and out into the universe, Janelle.”
I look down at my breasts. “You really want hoops dangling from my nipples?”
“I really do. If you’re not ready today, we’ll wait until you’re ready, but eventually you’ll know it’s time.”
I think about his words. I know he means them. He never says things he doesn’t mean. If I tell him I want to go home right now, we will. He won’t even be mad. He’s nothing if not patient.
I also get that this is inevitable. It will happen. I won’t be the only human to come to Eleadia and defy this custom. I feel the need to please him. It’s in my bones. I also feel the pull to know the feeling of having the heavy stones hanging from my nipples.
“I’m ready, Papi.”
He kisses me. “I know you are, Baby girl.” He turns and knocks on the door.
I’m scared. I’m often scared. Lots of things scare me. But right now, I’m going to focus on the fact that Papi is holding me, and I know he’s not going to leave my side while I do this.
I have vowed to myself not to hold on to him so tightly all the time. It’s not necessary. I can separate from him. I’ve learned to take deep breaths and occupy my mind when he puts me down. I read or play with my toys when he leaves a room. Just this morning I walked away with my two new friends and didn’t have a full-blown panic attack.