“It’s normal for Eleadians. I can scent your arousal, but I can also scent your fear or any other emotion you experience.” I lean in closer, conspiratorially. “And guess what?”
“What?”
“Your sense of smell will grow over time, too. If you stop to think about it, you can already scent things more than you couldon Earth. When you inhale my arousal, it makes your pussy pulse. You just haven’t realized it. It’s foreign to you.”
“Hey…” she says, sitting up taller. “Can you hear better than humans?”
I wonder where this is coming from, and I have a suspicion. “Why do you ask, naughty girl?” It’s hard for me to keep a straight face.
“Because Clara said she thinks her Papi can hear her from a distance. That’s why she whispered when she told us he doesn’t let her sayfuck.”
I reach up with both hands, cup her breasts, and tweak her nipples hard.
“Owie!” she cries out.
“How many seconds has it been since I told you not to use that word, Janelle?”
“I was using it as an example. You can’t punish me for repeating something someone else said,” she argues defiantly.
“Who decides when I can and can’t punish you?” I’m holding back laughter, but barely.
She pouts again. “We should negotiate. You can’t just pinch my tits when I use a bad word.”
I grip both of them again, holding them hostage. “I make the rules. I decide what punishments to dole out and when. Next time I might spank you. The next time I might tease your bottom with one of those thick dilators until you’re about to come then leave you hanging. My choice.”
Her cheeks turn bright pink, and her jaw drops open. Her pussy also floods her diaper.
I lean in close again. “Know what else?”
She shakes her head.
“Your pussy is so wet right now that you’re about to rock your clit against the front of your diaper to try to get relief.” I grip herthighs to steady her so she can’t move because as I suspected, her arousal just shot even higher with my words.
I hold her steady, loving the way her heart is beating harder, how her lips are parted, how heavily she’s breathing, and how stiff her nipples are. It’s kind of mean of me to push her, but I decide to prove how much I can affect her with my dirty talk. “Guess what else, naughty girl.”
She doesn’t move an inch or say a word.
I kiss her cheek. “The sensation you get when I pinch your naughty little titties is going to quadruple after they’re pierced. The next time I tweak them, the little hoops running through them will make that pain spike. And”—I smile at her—“your pussy will clench down so hard your head will spin.”
She gasps. One point for Papi. I hold her gaze, waiting for her need to wane before I release her thighs.
“You didn’t answer my question,” she murmurs.
“What question was that, Baby girl?” I know exactly what question we’re discussing, but I like to make her squirm.
She gives an exasperated sigh. “Can Papis hear better than humans?”
“Hmmm. You’re wondering if Kalbrac could hear Clara sayfuckfrom over by the sandbox?”
She narrows her gaze, glaring at me.
I kiss her again. “Baby girl, I’m not going to answer that question, but I can tell you that he didn’t need to hear her. None of us needed to hear anything you three said to guess the topics. The fact that you all kept glancing over at us and then leaning in to whisper was all the evidence we needed. You’ll never be able to keep secrets from Papi. Even if you tried, your body language would give you away. If I caught you telling me fibs, I would punish you in a way that would ensure you never did so again, so maybe don’t try it.”
She cocks her head to one side. “By spanking me?”
I chuckle. “Nope. That would never be effective. You enjoy having your bottom swatted too much for it to be an actual deterrent. I have far better ways to punish you that will be more effective.”
“Like teasing my bottom with that stupid dildo?”
