“Yes, Papi.”

“Good girl. Same goes for your pussy. Don’t you think if you play with your clit, I should spank your clit?”

I gulp as my entire body shudders. “Yes, Papi.”

“Now, I’ve been thinking about what Dankin said on the starship before we left for Eleadia, and I’ve spoken to both doctors here several times in the last few days. I’ve decided that what Dankin said is most likely true.”

My face heats a few hundred degrees because I know what he’s going to say, and I’m mortified.

He drops down onto his hands again, bringing his face inches from mine. “Look at Papi.”

I obey him because I’m incapable of not doing so.

“I think you’ve been drinking your bottles without fussing not because you’re a sweet, good, obedient Little girl but because you don’t want Papi to put that clamp on your delicate titties. Am I right?”

I blow out a breath, thinking I’ve dodged this bullet. He doesn’t know the truth. “Yes, Papi.”

He grins, and my tummy sinks. Perhaps I’m not quite as lucky as I thought. “But see that doesn’t make any sense. My naughty Little girl has her heels dug in so deep that she won’t even speak or try to roll over. She avoids my gaze because looking at me makes her heart race faster. She doesn’t like me to hold her because it physically hurts not to ask me to let her come.”

I’m panting. He has read me correctly all this time. I’m foolish.

“Why would my naughty Baby girl take a bottle without fussing?”

I swallow hard, heart pounding in my ears.

“Could it be because my Little girl is a bit of a pain slut, and she wants me to put that clamp on her titty?”

I purse my lips.

“Mmm…” He pretends to think. “But then I ask myself, why not just refuse to suck her bottles if she wants the clamp? And I finally came up with an answer. My precious Baby girl is afraid she will moan with pleasure and probably even orgasm from the pent up need that’s been growing, and she’s so embarrassed for Papi to find out how badly she craves the pain that she’s avoiding it.” He lifts that brow in question again.

I hold my breath. Dammit.

He waits.

I stare, breathing heavily. I don’t need him to tell me that my pheromones are filling the room. I’m human, and even I can smell my arousal. It’s potent. It’s not just because he’s right. The thought of him attaching that evil clamp to my nipple makes me want to cry out. Discussing it is almost enough. But the way Papi delivered his speech was also so hot. As if dominating me by calling me out on my bullshit is enough to make me come.

I can’t stay still another moment. I arch my chest and moan.

Papi leans forward and plants a soft kiss on each nipple, causing me to writhe with need.

“Answer me, Little one. Did Papi get everything right?”

“Yes, Papi.”

“Good girl,” he praises. “I can work with that. When you’re stronger, we can have a long chat about your needs. I want to meet them. If you have a bit of a masochistic, kinky side, I’ll be happy to fill it for you. We’ll set some boundaries to be sure you’re never injured, emotionally or physically. Okay?”

“Yes, Papi.” I can’t believe what he’s offering me. Did he actually say we could negotiate some kink play? I was under the impression there would be no negotiating in this relationship. I’m leery.

He smiles. “Don’t misunderstand me, Ava. My rules are firm. They are in place for your safety. You are my life partner. I intend to spend centuries with you. I will never put you in any kind of danger, nor will I allow you to take risks. I traveled a year to find you. Our bond is unbreakable. It would destroy me if anything happened to you. Can you understand that?”

I nod, feeling contrite. “Yes, Papi.”

“Good girl.” He beams, the most pleased I’ve seen him since we got home.

Home…

“Now, I’m going to spank your titties with this wooden spoon. It will hurt, but I suspect you’re looking forward to it. I won’t let you come, though. Papi decides when you get to have pleasure. Not you. If you touch yourself, I will punish you, which might make the need worse, but it won’t give you relief.”

Shit. “Yes, Papi.” I’m resigned. It’s like I’m constantly being edged. It’s part of his life. It’s kind of titillating, and I might love it if it weren’t for the Babying.

Papi wraps his huge hand around one of my breasts to hold it steady before he swats my nipple three times. Hard and fast.

I cry out from the pain. It burns, and he doesn’t rub it or kiss the angry bud to soothe it afterward. He barely even hesitates before grabbing the other breast and treating it to the same painful spanking.

Tears are running down my face as he sets the spoon aside. My titties are angry and swollen. They’re throbbing, and so is my clit. Wetness is running out of my pussy.

Papi wipes my tears away and kisses my forehead. “Ready for your bottle now, Baby girl?”

“Yes, Papi.”

Chapter Thirteen

A week later…

Ganrax

As soon as Ava goes down for a nap, I step onto the back patio and pull out my phone to call Surgient. I’ve spoken to him several times in the past week about when we can get the girls together.

He picks up on the first ring. “Ganrax. How are things going?”

“Better, but she’s a very stubborn Little girl.” I chuckle. “She’s up to speaking ten words a day.”

Surgient laughs. “She is the most obstinate Little I’ve ever heard of. At ten words, why bother? Why not just start talking?”

I sigh. “It’s calculated. She’s only willing to do the bare minimum to keep from going to the doctor. I told her she had to add one word a day, so she carefully constructs her daily sentences.”

Surgient laughs harder. “What was today’s sentence?”

“I want to have a play date with Mia, Papi.”

“And?”

“I told her she could have a play date when she was done with her ornery stage. And then she started pouting.”

“You have your hands full. I’m so sorry. Mia is chomping at the bit. She probably thinks you and Ava did not actually return to Eleadia, and I’m lying to her.”

I cringe. “Sorry about that.”