Page 34 of His Little Ametrine
“Well, Eleadians care about far more than ourselves, and do you know what we care about the most above all other things?”
She shakes her head.
“Our females.”
She sighs as I grab a bottle and sit in the rocking chair. “I know I’m small, but I promise I won’t fall from climbing onto the furniture, Papi.”
I love her spunk and sass. She’s not going to get what she wants, but sparring with her is fun anyway. “It’s true that you won’t fall. Do you know why?”
She rolls her pretty brown eyes. “Because you’re not going to back down on that silly rule.”
“Nope. But if you’d like, I’d be happy to spank your bottom preemptively so you’ll know what it feels like to have a hot, red bottom.” I hadn’t planned on swatting her so soon, but she’s pretty strong. She can hold her head up without difficulty. She can also use her voice to let me know if I’m spanking her too hard.
She stares at me pensively as I offer her the nipple, and I know she’s deep in thought while she drains the bottle. At least she doesn’t argue with me while she’s feeding.
When she’s done, I set it aside and continue rocking her.
“I think you should spank me,” she says without hesitation. She obviously didn’t let that thought go while she ate.
“Yeah? You want me to spank you now?”
She nods.
I frown. “You don’t want to wait until you’re stronger?”
She shakes her head. “No. Do it now. I want to know what it feels like. You’ve mentioned it several times. The anticipation is killing me.”
“No one has ever spanked you, Baby girl?”
“Not since I was a toddler.”
I sit her up taller and rub her back, supporting her while I test her ability to remain slightly upright. She impresses me.
“What if I don’t like it?” she asks in a soft voice.
“You will, Baby girl. Probably more than you should.”
She frowns as she stares at me. “What does that mean?”
“It means every time I’ve mentioned swatting your bottom, you’ve gotten aroused.”
She squirms on my lap. “Have not.”
I laugh. “You can add lying to the list of rules.”
“Lying is at least a reasonable rule.” She manages to hug herself.
I reach up and tug her arms down to her sides. “And don’t forget that you’re not allowed to play with your nipples.”
Her eyes go wide. “That’s silly, and I wasn’t playing with them.”
“No touching them at all, Baby girl. Once you get them pierced, they will be even more sensitive than they are now. You aren’t permitted to pleasure yourself. Papi decides when you get to experience pleasure.”
She stares at me, not blinking. Eventually she licks her lips. “You can’t keep me from touching myself if I want to.”
I lift a brow. “Wanna bet?”
She swallows. “Are you going to stay up all night every night watching me on that monitor in my room?”
