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)
Moments later, I lower her onto our bed, setting her on her bottom.
She looks up at me with wide eyes.
I have a plan. I open the nightstand and grab a set of Velcro handcuffs.
Janelle gasps when I hold them up. She’s shaking with the need to touch herself. Her hands are fists in front of her, trembling from the effort to obey me. “Tingles, Papi.”
I consider lowering her to her back, but if I do that, she won’t be able to see what I have planned for her nipples. So, I scoot her back so she’s sitting against the headboard. “Lift your arms out wide, Little one.”
Her hand is extremely unsteady as she holds it out for me against the headboard, and she starts panting when I secure her wrist to the slats. I hurry to the other side of her to restrain her other wrist the same way.
“Am I in trouble, Papi?”
“No, Little one. You’re not in trouble at all. I want you to fully understand what it means to have your little titties pierced, and I don’t want your hands in the way.”
She arches again, whimpering. “Papi…” Her tone is filled with lust. The scent in the house is nothing but Janelle.
I remove her diaper. “Legs open, naughty girl.”
“I’m not naughty, Papi. I didn’t touch them.”
I spread her knees wide, letting her keep them bent so she’s comfortable before I settle between them, making it impossible for her to close her legs. I grin. “I bet you’re thinking some of the naughtiest thoughts that have ever entered your mind.”
“But you can’t punish me for having naughty thoughts, Papi.”
“I’m not punishing you. I’m going to pleasure you.” I grab a pillow. “Lean forward, Little one.”
With her arms restrained so wide, she can only roll her head and shoulders forward a few inches. It’s enough, though. I only need enough space to slide the pillow down at the small of her back. The cushion forces her to arch.
Her heels dig into the mattress, and she lifts her hips up. A deep groan escapes her lips at the same time her pussy starts dripping.
The position is meant to make her feel exposed, and it’s working.
“Look at me, Baby girl.”
She lowers her gaze to mine. Her eyes are glazed over. Gorgeous.
I hold her gaze while I lick my fingers, and then I reach out and touch both piercings at once, right where the hoops enter her nipples. My saliva enters the open holes, and I make it worse when I twist the hoops.
Janelle cries out, arching farther.
Fuck me. Her nipples are so engorged. She’ll be so pleased when she’s able to fully notice. She has been upset by the size of her tiny buds ever since her breasts grew, leaving her nipples small.
They aren’t small now. They’re bigger than I’ve ever seen them.
I continue to turn one of the hoops while I lower my mouth to the other, letting my tongue flick her tit rapidly.
My girl is out of her mind, bucking against me. “Papi…” It’s probably the only word she’s capable of uttering, and that pleases me.
I switch nipples, trading so they both get the same attention. Every inhale draws more of my pretty Little girl’s essence into my system. I’m overloaded. My cock is in revolt. I can’t be sure if Janelle is going to end up begging me to take her pussy, but if not, I’ll be jerking my shaft while she watches.
She tries to draw her knees together but comes up short when all she manages is to grip my thighs. I’m so much bigger than her that I’m keeping her wide.
Leaving her tits soaked with my saliva, I lean over the side of the bed to reach into the drawer again. I pull out the latest dilator we’ve been using and watch her face while I turn it on.
She’s panting as she eyes me suspiciously, and she should be. The first thing I do as soon as it’s vibrating is touch her nipple.
Janelle jerks back and forth. The pillow is keeping her from retreating, forcing her to keep her chest arched. She can only move to the left and right and only a few inches. She’s trapped.
I switch nipples, tormenting the other before returning to the first.
“Papi, I can’t take it. I’m going to come.”
“That’s the plan, Little one.” I trail the vibrating dildo down the center of her body until I reach her cunt. I swirl it in her copious arousal before pressing it against her clit.
Two seconds later, I pull the dilator away.
Janelle’s eyes go wide as she pants like she’s been running. “Papi…”
“Do you like the piercings, naughty girl?”
She writhes in frustration. “Please, Papi. Please touch them again.”
I lean forward and flick first one and then the other with my tongue. That’s all I give her.