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)
I can’t breathe. Once again his tone does not match the crudeness of his words. I don’t move. I can’t. I’m not prepared to hear the answer.
He drops a kiss on my lips before continuing, “Naughty Little girls get their bottoms spanked. Do you need Papi to spank you before your bath, Bailey?”
My face grows hotter. Spank me? A rush of wetness leaks out of me. I can’t stop it. The tightness in my tummy increases. It hurts. I need something, and I don’t know what it is. I just know the clenching isn’t going to subside until I get it.
Shoot. He’s waiting. “No, Papi,” I finally manage to squeak.
Chapter Five
Zingar
Fuck, she’s precious. So incredibly submissive. I meant what I said. I have not injected her with an aphrodisiac. This is all her responding to the need to bond with me.
She smells so fucking good. I could stay here and breathe her in for hours. Days. But I need to wash her. Not only will she feel amazing after a bath in Eleadian water, but she will smell even more intoxicating to me.
First I want her to open up for me. I feel drawn to enforce my dominance over her. Show her what it means to submit to me.
She’s stunned by the suggestion that I will spank her. That’s expected. I knew she would be shocked. Nearly all human females are startled by that revelation. Though there are adults on Earth who practice various forms of dominance and submission, including impact play, the majority do not.
I will inevitably spank this Little girl. I know this because just the mention of doing so made her pussy leak. She’s intrigued. She can’t hide that fact. If she needs me to spank her right now, all she has to do is defy my order to spread her legs. She’s battling with the idea as I watch her.
The other type of D/s humans rarely practice is age play. As more and more females are claimed, it’s becoming obvious that very few are familiar with the concept of being completely cared for by their mates.
Seeing to every single one of our Little girls’ needs is innate and undeniable in Eleadian males. We aren’t flexible on that issue. I will be introducing my Little girl to what that means soon.
Too many seconds have passed. I need to exert my authority. “Papi is going to count to three, Little one. If you haven’t obeyed my order, I will assume it’s because you’d like to experience the feel of my palm on your bottom. That’s okay, too. I can spank your pretty bottom if you’d like me to, but I’ll still expect you to return to your back and spread your legs for me afterward.”
The little sounds that escape her lips make my cock hard every time. She’s confused and nervous and processing everything I’m throwing at her. It’s normal. Expected.
She’s so small. Dainty. Adorable. When she bends her knees and opens them for me, she looks even tinier.
I don’t help her. I let her hold herself open for me. She needs to know that it’s important to follow my orders. She also needs to learn that she will be rewarded for doing so.
“Such a good girl.” I will tell her that often because she likes to be praised. Her essence fills the room every time I do so.
I finally set my hands on her inner thighs and hold her wide, applying just enough pressure to make her feel like she has no choice. I’ve studied the needs of females. They vary greatly. For many, it calms them when they know they don’t have options. Restraining them helps take away the burden of feeling like they’re choosing to be dominated.
Bailey’s pulse slows marginally at my touch.
“That’s a good girl. Let yourself relax. Don’t fight the desire to obey Papi. I know it feels odd at first, but you’ll get used to it.” I lower my gaze to the pretty curls between her legs. They’re soaked with her essence. The scent of her arousal fills the room. Powerful. It makes my cock harder than ever.
The bath can wait a few more minutes. I feel the urge to push my pretty mate while she’s nearly writhing. “Take a deep breath, Little one. You’ll open yourself up like this for Papi many times a day. You’ll learn to do so without hesitation.”
Her breath hitches as I stroke her inner thighs with my thumbs.
“Lift your arms above your head, Baby girl. Clasp your hands together.”
She’s shaking as she obeys me. That’s okay. The important thing is for her to recognize the need to follow my orders.
“Good girl. That feels good, doesn’t it? Your pretty breasts lift. Your little nipples are so hard. I bet your clit is so swollen it’s pushing the hood back.” I glance down at her pussy again. I can’t see her clit through the soft downy hair, but soon she will no longer have that barrier.