My breath hitches. It’s so erotic.
Papi leans me in closer.
Ekert explains, “When you’re ready to get your little nipples pierced, you’ll come back here.” He nods toward the other side of the room. “All my equipment and a special chair are through that door. Your Papi will suck on your nipple so that it’s thick and swollen and numb your little bud with his quill. I’ll use a special piercing gun to insert the hoop.”
I can’t breathe.
Ekert tips Sophie’s breast back and forth. “See where the hoop goes in one side and out the other?”
It sounds so painful that I instinctively reach up and press my palm against my breast.
Papi has one arm under my bottom, holding me up, but he uses his other hand to wrap his fingers around my wrist and guide my hand away from my breast.
My face flushes. “Sorry, Papi,” I murmur.
Ekert flicks his thumb over Sophie’s nipple, making her whimper at the same time her pink bud swells. He grins. “Your nipples will feel way more sensitive all the time. Plus the hole running through the center makes it easier for your Papi to torment your tender little buds. He won’t have to pierce them. His saliva will easily enter your body through the holes.”
I gasp when Ekert bends forward to suckle Sophie’s tit. It’s shocking. The only thing that would surprise me more would be if his attention didn’t affect Sophie. It does, though. She tips her head back and moans.
When Ekert releases her nipple, it’s glistening from his saliva. It’s also even larger.
I glance at my small nipples. My breasts are significantly bigger than they were six months ago, but my nipples are still pretty small.
Ekert taps the diamond hanging from the hoop, making it sway.
Sophie moans again. “Papi…” she complains.
He chuckles.
“How do they come off?” I whisper.
Papi reaches up to thumb my tingling bud. “They don’t, Little one. They’re permanent.” He pinches my tit hard, making me jump in his arms. “You’ll wear them with pride. They’re a symbol of our commitment to each other and your submission.”
I stiffen. I’m not sure about this. It’s scary.
Ekert gives a little tug on the diamond, making Sophie arch. Her eyes are glassy. It’s erotic to watch. I can’t fathom how aroused she feels from having her Papi play with the hoop. And his serum… Yikes.
“Are you ready to show Janelle the stones you picked out, Baby girl?”
Sophie licks her lips and blinks a few times. “Yes, Sir,” she finally says.
I think she’s about to come. I’m intrigued by the idea of constantly being aroused from having piercings dangling from my nipples as well as how naughty it feels for everyone to be able to see them. They will sway in front of me all the time, making it hard to focus on anything around me. That part is clear.
Sophie’s fingers are shaking as she lifts up a pair of maroon stones and holds them out on her palm.
I inhale sharply. They’re so pretty. And they look huge.
“Do you want Papi to spank your naughty titties right here in front of Sophie and Ekert?” Papi asks.
I jerk my gaze to his as I realize I’m gripping my boob again. Not just the one. I’m holding both of them in my palms, squeezing them, applying pressure to my nipples.
Papi lifts a brow.
I release my breasts, but it’s kind of late. That’s twice I’ve broken his rule in less than five minutes. My face is hot. “Sorry, Sir.”
Before I can possibly know what Papi’s intention is, he sits me on the counter next to Sophie, clasps my hands at the small of my back, and bends down to draw one of my nipples into his mouth.
I gasp. I’m so embarrassed. My arousal goes from five to fifty hundred million in less than a second, and then higher than that when he lowers his quill, piercing deep. He’s not fast about it either. He leaves the sharp quill inside my nipple for longer than ever.
