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)
His other palm spreads out on my bottom. He can cover my entire butt with one hand.
“Spread your knees, naughty girl.”
I squeeze my thighs tighter together at his command. Even his words are making the flutters in my tummy increase.
“I won’t start until your knees are wide, Janelle. When Papi spanks you, you won’t be permitted to experience pleasure.”
I don’t understand. Pleasure? Why would I feel pleasure from a spanking? As confusing as this is, I think he’s right. I like this. I’ve lost my marbles. Maybe I’m still passed out, and none of this is happening.
“Your spanking will be much worse if you don’t spread your thighs, Little one.” He swats my bottom hard enough to make me gasp.
I find myself lifting my butt higher as if I want him to do it again.
“Knees, naughty girl. I can smell your need. I know your pussy is soaked. I’ve spent months studying human females. I’m aware of how badly you need Papi to pleasure your pussy, but pleasure is for Little girls who do as they’re told.” He swats me again.
I flinch. My entire body trembles from the aftershocks. My butt is on fire, and I want more.
“Your cream is powerful, Janelle. Your pheromones do not lie. You like being punished. You’re testing Papi to make sure I mean what I say. I can assure you I will never go back on my word. If I give you an order, you’ll obey me or suffer the consequences. If you enjoy having your bottom spanked, I won’t use this as a form of punishment in the future. I’ll find something that doesn’t make your pussy cream and your heart race.”
I’m so embarrassed. Can he read my mind? I’ve never experienced anything even remotely like this.
Even though I’m facing the other direction out of self-preservation, I’m aware of him leaning forward, and I nearly shoot off the bed when he kisses my upper thigh right at the spot where it meets my butt cheek. His mouth is way too close to my sex, and his nose is almost between my butt cheeks.
He holds my legs down with a grip on one of my thighs. “Your scent is intoxicating, Baby girl. Other Papis told me it would be like this, but there was no way for me to fully understand until I met you.”
“You can’t touch me there,” I whimper.
“Why not, Little one?” His voice is calm. He has never gotten angry even though he’s spanking me.
“It’s dirty. It’s wrong. I’m not supposed to let boys touch me, especially not there.”
“Your mother told you that?”
“Yes.” I sniffle. Is he going to let me go?
“It was wise advice when you were too young to understand all the feelings you’re experiencing now. It would have been very confusing to feel this intense arousal as a child. But I’m not a boy, Janelle. I’m a man. I’m much older than you, and I promise what you’re feeling is perfectly natural.”
“It’s wrong. So very wrong. You’re trying to distract me with your wicked ways so I’ll let you put your thing in me. Then I’ll get pregnant, and you’ll leave me.” I suck back a sob. I sound ridiculous.
I’m shocked when he suddenly releases me and flips me onto my back. Before I can process the change or protest his next actions, he bends my knees, pushes them wide apart, and traps my arms under my thighs.
I’m so exposed that I grow dizzy.
“Janelle, you’re going to listen to me. If you don’t want to look at me right now, that’s fine. I’m still going to spank your bottom after I finish speaking, but you will listen.”
I turn my head as far to the side as I can and hold my eyes closed tightly.
“I’m going to address everything you just said. First of all, I will distract you with my mouth, my quill, and my cock millions of times in our lifetime. That part is true. I’m going to do it because you’re going to crave it and beg me to do so.”
I gasp, but I don’t move.
“The rest of what you said is not true, though. Our bodies may look alike in many ways, but we are not compatible enough for procreation. You will never get pregnant, Little one. It’s not possible. We won’t need birth control or any other form of human protection because my seed will not penetrate one of your eggs.”
My mind is spinning. It’s hard to follow him. I think I understand, though.
“And lastly, I will never leave you. We will be together for hundreds of years on Eleadia. When Eleadians mate, we mate for life. Our bond will be so strong that it will be difficult to separate for even a few hours. You can already feel it growing. I don’t know what all your mother told you, but no matter what, she doesn’t know anything about the kind of bond you and I will enjoy.”