Chapter 17 #2
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.
I’m used to being secured like this. It’s not unusual. But this room, this chair, and the reason we’re here is enough to make me panic.
Papi places a kiss on my lips and then tips my head to the side and licks a spot on my neck before injecting me.
An instant calm rushes through my body. He wasn’t stingy about the dose.
There’s no amount of serum that could possibly erase my nerves entirely, though.
He hasn’t cleared my brain of all information.
I’m still well-aware of what’s about to happen.
Ekert moves around, strapping me down in about ten different places. He cinches every single restraint as tight as possible, making me completely immobile, which is probably good. I certainly wouldn’t want to flinch while he’s piercing me in such intimate places.
“I’ll start with your ears, Little one,” Ekert says gently. “Would you like Sophie to hold your hands?”
“Yes, please.” It seems like a good idea for someone to at least commiserate with me. I wonder how many piercings she has.
She stands on a stool near my head and clasps my hands with one of hers. “Squeeze if you need to, but you won’t feel a thing. I promise. Your Papi will numb you everywhere first. The only way you’ll know when each piercing occurs will be the slight pop as they enter your skin.”
I look at her. She’s super sweet, and I bet she’s watched a lot of women get their nipples pierced. But how many of the others have had their pussies also pierced? I don’t think I want to know.
I hold my breath as Ekert tips my head to one side. “Hold her steady.”
Papi takes over, gripping my cheeks and the top of my head.
Ekert swipes something over my ear. “I don’t think you need your earlobes numbed, Little one. You’ll just feel a quick pinch.”
I flinch when I hear the pop. A sharp burn is followed by my earlobe feeling hot.
Papi kisses my temple. “Good girl.” He turns my head the other way, and Ekert repeats the process.
I’m panting. “Owie.”
Papi smiles at me. “I’ll numb the other locations, Baby girl.”
I whimper. “Maybe another day…”
He kisses me on the lips again. “Eleven more. It will be over in no time.”
This is madness. No one would do this on Earth. I doubt there are many people with this many piercings at all, and they certainly wouldn’t do them all on the same day.
Papi grips one of my breasts and leans over. He suckles my nipple for a moment before pricking the tip.
I’m so used to him nicking my skin in every intimate place that I’m unphased by that part. I’m only slightly aware of Ekert pinching my nipple hard a few seconds before he lines the gun up with my angry bud and…pop.
I flinch before lifting my head to look down. Ohmygod. The hoop looks enormous, and so does the stone. I know I’m exaggerating, but I can’t believe this is happening.
Sophie squeezes my hands, and I drop my head back down and look at the ceiling.
Papi pricks the other nipple, and before I know it, there’s another pop. I don’t look. I’m too nervous about what comes next.
My legs are already restrained wide open, secured so tightly that I can’t move a millimeter. Papi moves down to remove my diaper, and then he cleans my skin, leaving me exposed and more vulnerable than I’ve ever felt at any doctor’s visit.
He comes between my legs and palms my inner thighs. “Look at me, Baby girl.”
I sniffle as I lower my gaze.
“You know you want this. You’ve craved it from the moment Dankin first mentioned it on the mothership.
If I didn’t believe in my soul I was doing the right thing, I wouldn’t continue.
” He strokes a finger through my folds. “You’re soaking wet, Baby girl.
You need to do this. Your pussy is going to be so pretty with all these tiny yellow stones dangling from it. ”
I can’t catch my breath as I hold his gaze. I trust him. He would not go through with this if he didn’t know it was the right thing for me. I’m just embarrassed to indirectly admit he’s right. I need every one of those hoops through my labia.
I’m not a cusser, but they will symbolize a sort of fuck you to my old life. In a way, the piercings are a symbol of freedom. Ironic since they most definitely exist to demonstrate my Papi’s power over me. His dominance. My total submission.
There’s something so very freeing in submitting my will to his. He’s my lifemate. He loves me more than I ever imagined being loved. He loves me more than anyone on Earth ever could have had the capacity to care for me.
Papi will dote on me for centuries. He will make sure I’m safe and fulfill all my needs—especially the sexual ones. Piercing me so many times shows his dedication to me and our bond.
Most people will never know these nine hoops exist inside my diaper, but I will. The constant reminder will make me glance at him and squirm often. I’ve already done so just from the thought of having rings running up and down my labia.
Wetness leaks out of me as I hold Papi’s gaze. A calm settles over me without him injecting me with anything at all. “I love you, Papi.”
His smile lights up the room. “I love you, Bailey.” He bends forward and reverently kisses my pussy. “Are you ready, Little one?”
“Yes, Sir.” I am. I’m not even scared. Nervous but not scared.
He sets his lips back on my pussy, sucks my clit, and quickly pricks the sensitive bundle of nerves.
Next, he moves lower and punctures my outer folds in several places.
The irony is that he will always inject my labia with his serum because he can, and he knows I like the bite of pain.
But I won’t even feel the piercings going into me.
I’ve been numbed to protect me from that particular pain.
Papi moves to my side, plants a palm between my breasts, and lowers his head so that only a few inches separate us. He stares into my eyes. “You’re my world.”
I smile at him. I’m aware of Ekert between my legs.
I can feel him pinching my labia and moving them around.
I flinch when the first pop echoes in the room, but I breathe deeply as I count seven more.
That leaves one left. It will be through the hood of my clit.
This one is the most nerve-wracking, but Papi is right in my face, his palm flat on my chest, love shining in his eyes.
Ekert grips my clit with something, and a few moments later, the final pop sounds. I don’t feel a thing. I’m sure I will later, but for now I’m pain free.
Papi rises and turns to look at my pussy. “Oh, Bailey… So fucking pretty.”
I shudder.
“Here’s a mirror,” Ekert says softly.
I lift my head and lower my gaze. It’s hard for me to believe what I’m seeing, but it’s true.
Ekert holds up a tube I’m all too familiar with.
“I’m going to put a catheter in her. You should leave it for a few days to avoid any risk of infection.
It’s okay to diaper her, but she’ll heal faster if you leave her completely naked while she has the catheter in.
You can either attach a bag or just open the valve and relieve her every once in a while. ”
With a sigh, I drop my head back down. Sophie is stroking my fingers.
I’m only marginally aware of Ekert inserting the tube. I’ve been down this road before. It’s not as stressful this time.
Papi pats my inner thigh. “It’s okay to leave it in as long as I want, right?”
“Yes, of course. There’s no harm in her keeping a catheter inserted as long or as often as you’d like.
Your serum will prevent infection. Some Little girls might develop incontinence, but that doesn’t matter.
In addition, many Little girls lose control over their bladders eventually anyway just from getting used to the comfort of being diapered. Would you like me to attach a bag?”
Papi shakes his head. “No. I’ll take one with me for nighttime, but I’ll empty her myself during the day.”
I hear the tinkling of the little chain, and my breath hitches. Ekert hands it to Papi. “You might as well thread the chain through the hoops. You can also loop it through her clitoral piercing. There’s a small clasp. If you ever want to add a padlock, we can do that, too.”
Lips pursed, I stare blankly at the ceiling, willing my pussy not to throb and leak to no avail. Wetness is running out of me and dripping onto the pad under my bottom. Arousal. Just like I’ve dreamed about several times.
Ekert lifts Sophie off her stool. “We’ll leave you two alone.” They silently exit the room.
Papi steps between my legs again. “There are no words, Baby girl. These stones are so stunning.” He flicks the one through my clit.
“I’m going to thread the chain from the base near your bottom to your clit and fasten your labia closed.
In the future, I’ll insert a small vibrator inside you and seal it in.
You’ll wear a catheter any time I close your pussy up.
The little tube will extend between a few of the hoops. ”
I’m trembling from head to toe. His words are so filthy. I’m aroused enough to orgasm without him touching me at all.
Papi bends to close off my pussy. Later, I’ll have more sensation and be more aware of it, but I don’t need to watch him to grow more and more horny. He finishes off by clasping the last part through the ring on my clit. When he gives a slight tug, I gasp.
“There are a few inches left. I think I’ll have a little bell attached to the end of the chain so I’ll always hear my naked Little girl moving around the house with her pussy threaded closed.”
A long moan escapes my lips.
“Look, Little one.”
I lift my head to find him holding the mirror once again. I can’t breathe as I stare at his artwork. The stones are indeed gorgeous. My pussy is closed tight. The hood is permanently pushed back, exposing my clit. And the catheter extends out from between my lips.
Papi’s dominance is palpable in the room. He’s beyond pleased with how this looks and how I’ve reacted. He lowers the mirror and kisses my pussy several times. “Sexy as fuck, Bailey.”
I need to come, but I don’t say so. Papi will decide when I get to orgasm. I’m his Little girl. My job is to obey him and accept the rewards when he offers them.
I’m so lucky. There are no words. This is where I belong. This is who I belong to. This is my life. I wouldn’t change it for anything in the universe.