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 find myself staring at Sophie’s nipples. I’ve seen nipple rings several times at the doctor’s office since I’ve gone there like five hundred times in the past two weeks, but I’ve always tried not to stare.
Sophie sits taller and thrusts her small breasts forward. I’m pretty sure the stones dangling from her nipples are diamonds. They sparkle with every movement.
It’s surreal. I can’t wrap my head around the fact that I will never again wear a shirt or dress or anything else that will touch or cover my nipples. If that’s not strange enough, I have on a diaper. So does Sophie, of course.
Papi sets a hand on top of my head, standing behind me. “I haven’t fully explained what we’re doing today to Bailey. I thought it would be better to just show up and not add any unnecessary extra fretting to her life.”
I purse my lips, my nerves returning.
When Ekert sets a tray of stones in a variety of settings on the small table, I gasp. There are so many. I tip my head back. “Are we supposed to choose, Papi?”
He squats next to me and wraps an arm around my middle. “No, Little one. All of these are yours.”
My breath hitches as I turn back to face the tray. I quickly count them. Thirteen. Surely he’s kidding. The yellow stones sparkle in the bright lighting of this display room. They are stunning, but…
Papi reaches around me to point toward the stones. “These two studs are for your ears. I know you’ve always wanted pierced ears. I figured with all the others being hoops, you’d like to have one pair that are studs.”
His words are almost reasonable, but the rest of what he’s going to say is going to sound like madness. I’m already close to hyperventilating.
“These two larger ones are for your nipples, Baby girl. I want them to be heavy so that you’re always aware of them swaying and tugging on your pretty tits.”
My face heats. I must be the color of a tomato.
His finger moves down to the single hoop that’s a slightly different shape. “This one will dangle from your clit, Little one. It will hold the hood back and keep your little nub stimulated all the time.”
I stop breathing as I drop my gaze to the last eight. They sit in two perfect rows, the hoops all facing inward, reminding me of the dreams I’ve had about those loops being woven together.
Papi continues, “These last ones are for your labia, Bailey. Four on each side.” He picks up a thin gold chain that’s lying below the settings. His voice is lower as he says, “I know you’ve had dreams in which I brought you here to have your folds pierced. Do you know what the chain is for, Baby girl?”
I swallow hard and slowly nod. “Yes, Papi.” I clench my pussy. I think I might die of embarrassment. It doesn’t matter that only Papi can scent my increased arousal. Ekert and Sophie can see my red cheeks, plus they’re about to see me completely naked.
Papi fingers the chain, letting it slip through his fingers. “What’s this for, Baby girl?”
My nipples harden at the thought of verbalizing what Papi wants out loud in front of these two people I just met. I’m so embarrassed, and Papi knows it. It’s intentional.
“Papi…” I whimper.
“Did you picture a chain like this in your dreams, naughty girl?”
I nod slowly. “How did you know?” I murmur.
“Because you sometimes mutter in your sleep, Little one.”
My face can heat further. I had no idea I spoke about the intimate details of this unimaginable piercing situation in my sleep.
“Would you like to tell me what this is for? Or would you like me to quote what I’ve heard you say in your subconscious.”
“Papi!”
He chuckles. “Your choice, naughty girl.”
I sigh in exasperation. “It threads through the hoops,” I whisper.
“Why?” he asks.
“Papi…” Now I’m picturing that darn chain doing what it’s intended for, and my diaper is soaked with my arousal.
“Bailey…”
I blow out a breath. There’s no escaping this. “To close off my pussy,” I mumble.
Papi kisses my temple. “Good girl.” He pulls my chair back, stands, and holds out a hand. “Let’s get these all in place before you have a chance to dwell on it any longer.”
I take his hand, but I’m way past dwelling. “How about just my ears today,” I suggest.
He chuckles as he picks me up and settles me on his hip. “We’re not going to drag this out and prolong the inevitable, Little one. All of them are going into place today.”
I try to think about anything else in the universe as Papi carries me through another door and into a room that looks like it belongs in a dental office. He settles me on a big chair and immediately lifts my arms over my head to restrain my wrists.