She’s perfection. I can tell she feels self-conscious. She’s underweight and malnourished. But I will fix all that before we even arrive home. Six months of good nutrition during our travel will fill her out. Her hair will be shiny and healthy. Her nails and skin, too. She’ll put on weight. Her breasts will be fuller.
She’s perfection to me no matter what. I don’t care about any of those things. She’s stunning exactly as she is. But I want her to feel better about herself, and I know she will.
“Spread your knees, Baby girl.”
“Tingles,” she whispers.
“What tingles, Little one? Your pussy?”
She nods. Her cheek turns pink.
“That’s normal. It will tingle most of the time. It’s part of our bond. As our connection grows, your pussy will make you squirm all day.”
An adorable mewl escapes her lips. “It’s wet,” she says just as softly. “Why is it wet, Papi?”
She brings me to my knees. “Because you’re aroused, Baby girl. Your body craves my attention. Your juices will leak out and soak your diapers.” I badly want to run my fingers through her folds, but I need to be firm here. I’m supposed to be disciplining my Little girl. It’s hard to remember what she even did to deserve this spanking now. Her naughty behavior is a blip on my radar.
But I must. It’s important for me to make it clear that she will follow my rules at all times. If I’m not firm with her, she’ll walk all over me.
She purses her pretty lips.
I give her a swat. She had two earlier, so she knows what to expect.
She gasps and rocks forward. More of her sweet essence fills the room. It’s so potent that it must reach every floor. Surely the other Eleadians who are downstairs hoping to find their mates can scent her even from a distance.
I remind myself that only I can scent her. Or more specifically, only I will ever react to her scent. It will never mean anything to anyone else. It won’t make their cocks hard or their blood rush in their ears.
I spank her lower, loving the way her breath hitches.
Keeping an eye on her face, I pepper her with dozens of swats, up and down her bottom and the backs of her thighs. When I’m done, she’s panting heavily, and the scent of her pussy is so powerful that every inhale makes me want to fist my cock.
Now that I feel confident she’s never been with a human male, I will not expose my cock to her too soon. It’s going tofrighten her. She needs more time. She needs reassurance that even though it’s very large, it will feel good inside her.
She sniffles as I gently turn her over so she’s lying on her back.
It’s cute how she whimpers and lifts her bottom off the bed. “Owie.”
I grab a soft changing pad and slide it under her. “There. That will feel better.” I keep one hand on her thigh while I lean a bit farther to retrieve the tube of cream I’ll use to remove her pubic hair. I might as well get that task over while she’s loose and complacent from the spanking.
She’s trembling.
“Open your legs again, Little one. As wide as you can.”
“Are you going to touch my naughty parts now?”
I smile. It’s interesting how she can’t say pussy. Her word choice is very stilted from lack of exposure. I open the tube in my hand. “I’m only going to touch you as much as necessary to spread this ointment on your pussy, Little one.”
She holds her thighs open for me. She’s so aroused she’d do anything to get me to touch her. “What is it, Papi?”
“It’s a hair remover. It needs to sit for a few minutes. When I wipe it away, your hair will be all gone from your pussy. It will never grow back.” I don’t mind explaining things to her. She’s a sponge, watching me intently.
“Why?”
“Because it’s not healthy to have hair under your diapers, Little one. It would trap moisture against your skin and give you a rash.”
“Oh.”
The second I touch her, she lifts her hips and gasps. Her jaw clenches tight.
