Chapter 9
Chapter Nine
Bailey
Immediately I miss him. When he releases my hands, I reach for him.
“No. Papi, no. Please…” My pussy throbs with need as if it’s completely unsatisfied.
His come runs out of me, and I reach between my legs to touch it, gathering it on my fingers and bringing it to my mouth.
I don’t want it to escape. I want it to stay inside me.
If it’s going to run out, then I want to lick it up.
I cry out as Papi tucks his arms under me and lifts me off the bed. Squirming in his arms, I keep touching myself, rubbing my pussy. I’m so horny I can’t think. Why did he stop fucking me?
A small part of me deep inside giggles as I think that word. Fuck. I’ve never used it in my life. I’m too much of a good girl. But I need him to fuck me again.
I suck my fingers and rub my pussy yet again, partially aware that water is running. Why? And then I’m being lowered into it. Into the basin in the kitchen.
Whimpering, I try to focus, but I’m too confused. “I don’t need a bath, Papi,” I whine. “I need you to fuck me again.”
He chuckles, probably at my crude language. Before I know it, he has my wrists secured to the sides of the basin just like he did while we were still in his apartment above Club Zoom. Water is sloshing around me, splashing him and the entire counter and probably the floor.
It’s because I’m bucking and writhing.
Papi pulls the nozzle from the end of the basin and holds it up to my pussy, spraying directly against my sensitive skin. With his other hand, he squirts soap onto his palm and then begins to wash between my legs.
Eventually the frenzy subsides, and I’m left panting, my hair wild around me. I’m like a feral animal, desperate and confused.
“That’s my good girl,” Papi praises. “Deep breaths.”
Suddenly I remember what he told me before we had sex. I shake my hair away from my face and look at him. “Oh.”
He smiles, still washing my pussy. “You are the single best thing that’s ever happened to me, Baby girl.”
I shiver now that I’m more aware of my surroundings. “Can you release my hands, Papi?”
“Do you think you can keep from rubbing your naughty pussy?” he teases.
I tip my head back and bite my lip. “Probably not,” I admit. Just the thought of having my hands free makes me want to touch myself again.
He puts the nozzle back and turns off the water. “Naughty Little girls who play with their pussies get their clits spanked. Same for your nipples. If you touch them, I will swat them.”
I gasp.
He smirks. “You heard me. I know you couldn’t help yourself with my come leaking out of you, but you will not touch your pussy without permission, Little one. Understood?”
I clench every muscle between my legs. Ordering me not to touch myself makes me horny.
The suggestion that he might spank my pussy makes me even more horny.
I lick my lips and meet his gaze. “Yes, Sir.” I’m only admitting that I understand.
In no way am I promising it won’t happen.
I’m probably going to reach for my clit the moment he releases my wrists.
My curiosity is piqued. I nearly came when he spanked my bottom. How will it feel for him to swat my clit? A shudder wracks my body.
Papi smooths my hair back from my face, fists it in his hand at the back of my neck, and tugs my head so that I’m forced to look at him. He’s grinning. “Such a naughty girl. You’re going to be a handful, aren’t you?”
I nod. “Yes, Sir.” It’s the truth. I’m going to defy him every chance I get. I’ve never had the freedom to defy an order before. Now I do because the promised rewards for being naughty make my pussy weep all over again.
“I’m going to miss you terribly for the next six months,” he tells me.
I push out my bottom lip in a pout. “It’s not fair that you get to be awake while I sleep.”
“Trust me, Little one, you’re getting a much better deal. You won’t even know that time is passing. I’ll be pacing and waiting.” He reaches for my wrist and unfastens the restraint before doing the same to the other one.
Wrapping me in one of the softest towels in the universe, he cradles me against him and carries me back to the enormous bed, depositing me gently. “You need a diaper and a bottle.”
He keeps one hand on my thigh as he bends toward the nightstand. I’m sure he’s doing so in order to keep me from falling even though there’s absolutely no chance of that happening. I’m not nearly as clumsy as he seems to think.
As soon as his attention shifts to the side, I reach between my legs and rub my clit. It’s the single most defiant moment of my life. It feels good to disobey him. Freeing in an odd way.
There’s no way I could have been this obstinate before I met him. I never would have taken such a risk. I can’t be sure what my father would have done if I’d disobeyed his orders, but I suspect he would have ended my funding and made me move back into his house. It’s what he threatened.
Papi has threatened to spank me when I’m naughty.
And we’ve proven I liked it. Now he’s going to be forced to swat my pussy, and I’m so intrigued by the idea that I spread my legs farther and push a finger up inside me.
All the while I’m staring at him, waiting for him to return his attention to me. I can’t wait to see his reaction.
Papi jerks his gaze to my pussy as he sets a diaper on the bed next to me. He chuckles. “What happened to the sweet obedient girl I picked up from the bar a few hours ago?”
I shrug and add a second finger to my channel.
Papi grabs my wrist, pulls my hand away from my pussy, and brings it to his mouth. He sucks my fingers clean, taking his time. Meanwhile my pussy throbs.
When Papi releases my wrist, he plants one palm on my pelvis and gives my pussy a firm swat with his other hand.
All the air leaves my lungs. Even though I knew this was going to happen, I’m still stunned. My labia is on fire, and my clit burns. It’s so swollen that the hood isn’t protecting it.
I fist my hands at my sides and tip my head back, moaning in frustration.
“Do you need another swat, naughty girl?”
My moan deepens as I nod. “Yes, Sir.” The words are breathy. I can’t believe I’m saying them.
“Keep those knees wide, Bailey,” he orders.
My legs are shaking. Apparently I’ve drawn them almost together out of self-preservation. I drop them open, exposing myself fully.
The second slap against my tender flesh is even more impactful. My vision blurs. My clit aches. It feels huge. Cool air is hitting the bundle of nerves, driving me mad.
“One more, naughty girl, and you’re not allowed to come. Understood?”
My breath hitches. Not allowed to come… I’m not sure I can prevent that from happening.
“Bailey…”
“Yes, Sir,” I murmur.
“Yes, what, Little one?”
“I won’t come, Papi. I promise.”
The third swat makes my teeth chatter. Who am I, and what happened to Bailey?
Where is the rule-abiding girl who was scared out of her mind to sneak out and go to a club tonight?
She has ceased to exist. In her place is a new human.
One who is apparently going to break all the rules and enjoy doing so for the rest of her life.
Papi quickly spreads a cream on my folds before securing me in a diaper.
I’m trembling uncontrollably as he scoops me into his arms and cradles me close. I continue to whimper while he feeds me a bottle. It takes a long time for the pulsing need to subside enough that it’s no longer a constant distraction.
Papi rocks me in his arms after the bottle is empty.
He pops a pacifier in my mouth and continuously kisses my forehead, smiling like he won the lottery.
I’m pretty sure I’m the one who won. I’ve been granted a one-way ticket to a foreign planet where I will live happily ever after. At least that’s what I hope.
Is it possible I’ve been duped in some way?
What if things aren’t as glamorous with Zingar as he promises.
What if we get there and he grows tired of me?
What if I’m too annoying? After all, he wasn’t expecting me to start breaking all his rules.
The woman he picked up in the club was far more compliant than the one he’s holding in his arms.
But he hasn’t stopped grinning. He’s pleased. I sense no malice from him. Adoration fills his eyes. They’re twinkling.
Another planet, though… I should be scared out of my mind.
But I’m not. I’m excited.
I’m also tired. I can’t hold my eyes open. I try because I know once I fall asleep the next time I wake up I’ll be on Eleadia.
Papi lifts one of my hands to his lips and kisses the tip of my middle finger before pricking it. I know in an instant he’s injected me with something to help me sleep, and I lose the battle.