Page 15 of His Little Ametrine
“We wash our Little girls in a basin in the kitchen,” I inform her, finally easing up my grip on her waist. When it seems she will not fight me, I put the spigot back in its slot as the water rises.
“Why?” She looks over the side. “I’m so high up.”
“And I need you to stay still with your bottom in the basin at all times so you don’t fall.” I reach for the soap and lather my hands. I want to wash her pussy first.
When I lower my hand between her legs, she clenches her knees around my wrist. “I can do it, Papi.”
I lift her chin with my other hand so she’s forced to meet my gaze. “Papi will bathe you, Little one. Always.”
She swallows hard.
I’m surprised that her thick dark makeup is still mostly intact. I’m going to wash it off her as soon as I finish cleaning her pussy. “Legs open, Baby girl,” I command.
She parts her knees and grips the sides of the basin again, whimpering as I stroke my fingers over her folds. When I reach up inside her, she yelps.
I wince. “Does it hurt, Little one?”
She shakes her head. “No, but…” She pushes at my hand. “Stop touching me like that.”
“I want to clean as much of my semen off you as I can, Sara.” I reach deeper, pushing my fingers as far as I can.
“Papi, stop that. It’s making things worse.”
I chuckle as I ease my fingers out of her tight cunt.
“Are you laughing at me?”
“No, Little one. Never. I’m laughingwithyou. We’re in this together. The only information I know is what I’ve heard and read. It was not possible to fully understand the effect I would have on you until this moment.”
“Well, stop touching my pussy. It’s clean now.”
I chuckle again and lean forward to kiss her cheek. “Okay. Let’s move to your hair and face.”
She frowns. “You can’t wash my hair with all these braids, and you’ll never be able to get this makeup off me. It’s waterproof. I need a special cleanser.”
I turn off the water. It’s risen high enough now. “Let’s start with the braids then, Baby girl. I’ll be careful.”
“Why do we need to take them out? Can’t we do it another day?”
“No, songbird, we need to do it now. For one thing, I need to give you a bath from head to toe. You need to be fully washed with soap and water from my planet before we head for Eleadia.”
“This water is from Eleadia?” She splashes it and rubs it between her fingers.
“Yes. It’s free of all the chemicals and impurities you have on Earth. You will feel so good when everything from Earth is washed off of you. I promise.” I reach for the first braid andcarefully slide the little rubber band from the end. This is going to take a while.
She stops fighting me and reaches for one of the braids on the other side. “I worked on this for a long time.” She sighs.
I kiss her cheek again. “And you’re the prettiest Little girl ever. If you like wearing braids, I’ll put them in you again when we get home, but you’ll be more comfortable with your hair free during the trip.”
“I’m really going to sleep the entire time?”
“Yes, Little songbird. Six months.”
“Will you sleep also?”
“Nope. I’ll sleep normal hours and take care of you the rest of the time.”
“How will I pee?”
