Total pages in book: 47
Estimated words: 44495 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 222(@200wpm)___ 178(@250wpm)___ 148(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 44495 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 222(@200wpm)___ 178(@250wpm)___ 148(@300wpm)
I’m breathing so heavily. My body betrays me. My pussy is so swollen and wet that I’m about to orgasm. The maddening part is that I can’t hide my intense arousal from Papi.
Papi draws the imaginary harness around my breasts and up my shoulders over and over. He leans in closer, whispering, “Can you feel the straps tightening around you, Little one?”
I nod. “Yes, Sir.”
“I can smell your need, Baby girl.”
I squirm. I’m fully restrained, and I can’t move more than an inch in any direction, but every time I come up short, my arousal heightens.
Papi stops drawing the harness to let his finger trail down to the edge of my diaper. “Do you want Papi to let you come, Clara?”
“Yes, please, Papi.”
He slides his maddening finger along the edge of my diaper and then lifts it to lightly cup my entire pussy over the soft, bulky material. It’s warm and full because I’m still wearing a catheter. I can’t stop my body from filling the diaper.
Papi presses the bulging material against my pussy. “Feel your submission, Baby girl.”
I whimper.
“Do you have any idea how submissive you are and how badly you need Papi to dominate you?”
I shake my head. I’m beginning to understand, but I’m also still struggling with the idea and in a bit of denial.
“You’ll be a good girl for Papi and do as you’re told, won’t you, Baby girl?”
I nod because right now I would do anything he asked. “Yes, Papi.”
He opens my diaper with two quick tugs on the sides so that it falls open heavily between my legs. “Spread your knees wider, Baby girl.”
I obey him, forcing my legs so wide they stretch over the sides of the bouncy seat.
When Papi strokes a finger through my soaked folds, I cry out. He taps my clit and gives a little tug on my catheter, reminding me of its presence. Next, he parts my folds with two fingers and holds me open. “I’m going to order both a collar and a harness for you, Clara, and you will willingly accept either of them when I bring them out. You will extend your neck and offer it to me without complaint to accept your collar. You will hold your arms up and thrust your breasts forward so I can put the harness on you when I command you to do so.”
My entire body shudders so badly that I nearly come, and he’s not touching my clit or my channel. He’s simply holding my pussy lips open. He hasn’t asked me a question. He’s only made a statement, but he expects my compliance nonetheless. I lick my lips and respond. “Yes, Papi.”
He thrusts two fingers deep into me and rubs his palm against my clit.
I scream as I orgasm, my body convulsing hard. He doesn’t even have to move. The feel of his palm against my clit and his fingers deep in my channel is all I need.
“Come again, Clara. Come on Papi’s fingers like a good girl. Come because the idea of being leashed makes you so horny you can’t stop yourself.”
My second orgasm rips through my body, the force of it so intense that my vision blurs and I can’t breathe. I ride the waves of that second orgasm for long seconds.
“Again, Little girl. Submit to Papi. Come again.”
I don’t know how he can control me like this, but he does. My third orgasm nearly makes me black out. The room is spinning. He’s still not moving his hand. My release is totally from his command.
He owns me in every way, and I will do anything he asks. I’m not sure I will even fight him anymore. It won’t do me any good. He will give me what I crave no matter what I do. He will give me the pain and the restraint I need.
I’m the luckiest person in the universe. It’s scary as fuck, but I know it will be amazing.
Chapter Fourteen
Kalbrac
Holding my Little girl’s hand while she talks to her friends through the communication unit is excruciating. She does a good job of letting them know that she’s safe and happy. She tells them she had the surgery to remove the tumor and recovered without incident.
My girl cries when she finds out her friends gathered some things for her and brought them to the club. I wasn’t even aware of that fact, and I’m grateful that a bag will be arriving on the next pod from Earth. We will be able to take it with us to Eleadia.
I let Clara talk for fifteen minutes. When she grows increasingly agitated and distressed, I squeeze her hand, encouraging her to wrap it up. She’s sad after she says her goodbyes, but I think it was the right thing to do. It gave her closure.
I haven’t asked her any questions about any other people in her life. She hasn’t mentioned parents or family. That’s odd, but I won’t say anything because I don’t want to distress her further. She’ll tell me more about herself when she’s ready.