Chapter 10
Chapter Ten
Crogor
I’ve never been so pleased in my life. I’d been told that acquiring a human mate would be satisfying, but nothing anyone said did justice to the euphoria I’m experiencing.
While she continues to recover from her release, I change out of the dress pants and into the soft black pants the men of my planet wear.
I’ll never have to put on one of those hideous suits again.
We only wear them because it’s what human females expect.
Our appearance on Earth comes with certain standards fitting of Earthlings.
As soon as I’m more comfortable, I gather my precious Little girl in my arms and carry her to the kitchen. “I’m going to feed you now, Baby girl.”
She snuggles into me. She’s acclimating so quickly to her new world, not even complaining about her exposed chest or diapered bottom.
Since I’ve already warned her about the formula, she’s not surprised when I settle in an armchair, cradle her against my bare chest, and rub her lips with the nipple.
“Open for me, Baby girl.”
Her pink button mouth opens, and she accepts the bottle, suckling immediately. She’s probably extremely thirsty and in need of calories after everything she’s been through.
Watching her feed is an experience all on its own. I get to hold her and feed her like this for the rest of my life. It may be a while before I let her have any solid foods, if for no other reason than the fact that this time together every day will be bonding.
Every time she suckles, I’m drawn deeper under her spell. My heart nearly stops when she wraps her entire fist around my pinky. I can’t stop staring at the contrast between our skin tones. It’s so fucking sexy.
Allisa’s eyes droop as she finishes the bottle, and I immediately replace it with a pacifier.
She becomes more alert as she suckles the new nipple that has nothing coming out of it. She frowns and lifts her hand to grab the small ring at the front of the binky.
I circle her wrist and stop her from pulling it out. With a firm look, I shake my head. “I want you to take the pacifier, Baby girl. It will calm you when you’re sleeping so I don’t have to continually inject you.”
She whimpers and thrashes around in my arms.
I hold her small wrist out of the way and press a finger against the shield over her lips. “Suckle, Allisa,” I order. Her little rebellion is adorable, and I know it won’t last long. She likes to obey me. I just need to be firm.
She’s doing so well, accepting each new thing I introduce. This is just the next hurdle.
Still whimpering, she finally begins to suck. Her defiance is precious. It’s never particularly strong. Part of her mind tells her not to accept things that are foreign to her, but the other half of her brain insists she conform. That side wins every time.
Her eyes grow heavy again, and she eventually goes slack in my arms, sleeping peacefully, her lips working hard to suckle the pacifier.
I knew the device would be right for her. In fact, I suspect my Little girl will need more coddling and a deeper level of care than most human females claimed by Eleadian mates. I’ll speak to the doctor about my suspicions when we get to the mothership.
It’s hard to put her down, but I must. She needs to sleep while I speak to the club owner, Zack. He’ll have John inform her parents and her roommates that she won’t be returning. This is how things are.
Human females often come to Club Zoom simply because they’ve heard about the tall alien men.
Most of the females have no interest in being chosen.
Nor do they expect it to happen. When it does, they’re shocked and disoriented.
They may even put up a fight, but eventually the bond growing between the human and her Eleadian mate lures her in undeniably, helping her accept her fate.
When I have everything settled on Earth, I scoop my sleeping girl into my arms and head for the pod on the roof.
Riand is waiting for us, and Allisa sleeps through the short trip.
She doesn’t stir until I already have her details entered into the system and we’ve entered the exam room where Dankin will evaluate her health and approve her for the six-month trip to Eleadia.
Allisa purrs as she comes awake, her eyes blinking several times as the memory of her circumstances returns.
I pop the pacifier from her mouth, allowing her to speak.
“You’ve been napping for a while. We’re on the mothership now, Baby girl. Dankin is going to examine you and clear you for the trip home.”
She looks around, her gaze landing on the doctor.
Dankin smiles warmly and strokes her little foot. “Welcome to the mothership, Allisa.”
She glances at me.
I tap her nose. “Remember your manners, Baby girl. What do you say to Dankin?”
Her cheeks pinken as she turns her head back toward the doctor. “Thank you, Sir,” she whispers.
I kiss her forehead. “Good girl. I expect you to respond politely when someone addresses you.”
Her body quivers, but her pussy creams at my demand. She’s so very Little.
“She seems to be adjusting well,” Dankin comments as he pats the exam table.
“Yes. I suspect her inner Little is much younger than some human females. She has never acted on this side of her, but she’s craved it for some time.”
“That’s helpful.”
I lay her on her back against the cool surface of the table. I didn’t even cover her from anyone’s line of sight during the short trip. She was warm enough against me.
“Can you lift your arms over your head for me, Allisa?” Dankin encourages. “I’m going to restrain you to the table so you won’t fall off while I examine you.”
She whimpers as he cuffs her wrists to the top of the table.
Dankin proceeds to tighten a strap across her belly before also cuffing her ankles to the far corners of the table.
Allisa squirms. “Papi…”
I palm her tummy. “The restraints keep you safe, Little one. Be a good girl while Dankin examines you.”
“Yes, Sir,” she murmurs.
Dankin gently touches the ring around her lips, an indentation from the pacifier. “She was suckling really hard.”
“Yes, it took a minute for me to convince her to accept the pacifier, but then she took to it quickly. Because she may crave a deeper level of care, I wonder what thoughts you might have on pacifier use.”
Dankin meets my gaze over the top of my Little girl. “We see such a thing occasionally. She’s not the first nor will she be the last Little one to need more than the average female.” He turns around and opens a cabinet, returning with a different type of pacifier.
I watch as he holds it up and points to the rim.
“Based on her mouth size and shape, this brand will leave less of a crease around her lips. This type is addictive, though. There is a tiny hole in the tip of the nipple, which is filled with a serum. Little girls who use this brand learn to suckle hard and consistently in order to keep the addictive flavor in their mouths. They’re reluctant to remove it and often get fussy when it’s taken away. ”
I listen closely. “And the benefits?”
“If she’s truly in need of deep caregiving, this pacifier prevents her from speaking. For Little girls who crave a deeper level of regression, not being able to easily communicate is soothing to them.”
I glance at Allisa to gauge her reaction. She’s not creaming at the idea, but she’s not afraid either. She’s probably processing the concept. That’s okay.
Dankin sets the pacifier on the counter. “I’ll be able to give you a better professional opinion after I examine her.”
I nod. “Thank you.”
He turns back to Allisa and fingers the indentation around her breasts. “You used the chastity cups on her.”
“Yes. On her pussy, too. It was the only way I could spank her without her reaching orgasm. Her nipples and clit are very sensitive. She was subconsciously rubbing against the bedding.”
Allisa is trembling. I’m embarrassing her. It’s by design. I will continue to do so as long as I get the same results. Her arousal is potent.
“I also introduced her to anal penetration and gave her a deep cleansing enema.”
“Good. She’ll be much healthier already then.” Dankin listens to her heart, moving the disk from his stethoscope all over her chest.
He places the tips of his fingers on her chest, next. Glancing at me, he asks, “Has she used babyish words for her breasts?”
“Yes. She instigated. I took my cues from her.”
“That’s a reasonable sign that she craves a deeper level of care.” He turns toward Allisa. “I’m going to palpate your little titties, Baby girl. Try to lie still for me.”
She whimpers as her face turns a dark red. But, as expected, more of her arousal fills my nostrils.
“Her breasts are small,” Dankin points out to me, “but that’s simply genetics. Her little nipples might get fuller with age and stimulation, or they might remain dainty. Either way, it won’t be a problem.”
“Not even with the piercings?” I ask. I know the answer, but discussing this in front of her is part of the exam.
“Not an issue at all. Ekert will choose the perfect weight of stones for her size. The hoops will pierce through her tender nipples at the base.” He gives one of her nipples a pinch.
Allisa moans, attempting to arch her chest. She’s turned on by everything around her. It’s a good sign. I’m so fucking pleased with her.
Dankin palms her entire breast and squeezes. “Do your little boobies ever feel sore, Little one?”
She shakes her head. “No, Sir,” she murmurs.
He watches her response as he palpates both breasts, back and forth. When he strokes his thumbs over her small buds, she moans again.
“What about these little titties, Baby girl? Do they hurt when you play with them?”
Her voice is weak as she responds, “No, Sir.”
“Does anything ever leak out of the tips?” Dankin asks, pinching them again several times.
Allisa’s cream is so thick in the air that I’m about to fist pump. “No, Sir,” she eventually breathes out.
She doesn’t relax a single muscle until Dankin stops touching her tits.
“You may need to use the chastity shields from time to time if she can’t keep her fingers away from her nipples.
The device is new, but I suspect you’ll see several Papis are acquiring a set of the cups.
The clear material doesn’t block anyone’s view of her nipples.
In fact, the cups draw attention to a Little girl’s breasts, causing others to look closer. ”
I nod. “I assume they come in dozens of sizes, and the doctors at the clinic can fit her for a size that allows her nipple rings to hang outside the cups?”
“Absolutely. Chadka or Thabo can fit her for the perfect set. Although they were originally developed to keep Little girls from easily touching themselves, they can also be used to enhance her level of humiliation while you’re in public if that’s something she needs.”
Allisa bucks and thrashes around. Every time she moves, she’s reminded of the restraints, which only add to her plight. She’s so aroused she might be able to get enough friction against her diaper to orgasm.
“Better take her diaper off before she comes,” I warn. Dankin is trained to notice many clues that help him judge the mindset of every Little who comes through here, but he can’t scent her. Not like I can.
He moves farther down her body, unfastens her ankle, and draws it up to reattach it to a stirrup, adjusting it so that her leg is bent and obscenely wide.
Taking his cue, I do the same on my side. When we’re done, Dankin releases the end of the table, lowering it so that her bottom is now right on the edge. He quickly opens her diaper.
“I see there’s some blood. I assume you penetrated her pussy?”
“Yes. With one finger. She was very tight, and I had to push through her barrier.”
Allisa winces when Dankin parts her folds. Her blood and come is still wet around her pussy because I didn’t clean her up. The diaper cream protected her skin, but she’s probably sore from the penetration.
“The amount of blood is normal,” Dankin says. “She might bleed again when you add a finger, and of course, when you enter her with your shaft. It’s not likely to be as painful as this first time was.”
“That’s good.” I’m concerned, though, because I don’t like my girl in pain. “Should I give her a numbing injection?”
Dankin nods. “It’s not a bad idea, as long as you don’t mind her losing sensitivity between now and when you depart.
It will help her relax.” He gently opens her farther and points to her labia.
“If you pierce her approximately here on both sides, it will ease the pain inside her. Keep in mind, if you use a numbing serum too close to her urethra, she will lose control of her bladder.”
I’m startled when Allisa attempts to lift her hips and moans deeply. When I glance at her, she’s staring at the ceiling and panting. Her nipples are harder than ever, and the cream coming from her pussy…
Heavens.