Page 42 of His Little Garnet

I shudder at the command, my mad coming back when my pussy clenches and weeps. Once again, I’m horny from Papi dominating me.

Papi grabs my wrists and holds my hands in one of his large ones as he leans me back in his arms. “Look at me, Baby girl.”

I meet his gaze, but my brows are still drawn together.

“Now that you’re mobile, I’m going to put new rules into place. Besides keeping your greedy fingers away from your titties, you’ll also keep them away from your pussy. Do not reach into your diaper to stroke your clit. Do not try to rub yourself through your diaper. You may not rub either your titties or your pussy on anything else either. Understood?”

I nod, but I’m not breathing. If I could squeeze my legs together, I would.

“Yes, Sir,” he says, holding my gaze.

“Yes, Sir,” I manage to mutter.

“Repeat my rules back to me, Baby girl. I need to be certain we’re clear.”

I lick my lips. “I won’t touch my titties or my pussy, Papi.” I nearly come as I speak those words, which makes my face heat with mortification.

“No reason to be embarrassed, Little one. It’s common for Little girls to get aroused when they’re dominated. You’re not alone.”

I look away, even more embarrassed. I keep clenching my pussy, but it’s feeling very greedy. I haven’t masturbated since I came here, mostly because I’m never alone except when I’m asleep, but the thought of being told I may not makes the tight ball of need nearly always present in my stomach tighter.

Another thought makes me stiffen and glance away. I know most of the Papis around here have a firm rule about their Little girls touching themselves, but I can’t help wondering how Papi feels when he touches other Little girls in his office.

“Olivia… Whatever’s going through your mind, spit it out, Baby girl. I can tell something is bothering you,” Papi encourages.

I lift my gaze and lick my lips. “Do you touch other Little girls the way you touch me. When they’re in your office I mean.”

His eyes widen a moment before he blows out a breath. “How long have you been worrying about that, Little one?”

I shrug. From the first time I went into the clinic with you.

“Here’s what you need to understand, Baby girl. You’re the only Little girl with whom I feel anything sexual. We’re bonded. We have a special connection. When I see patients, I do make sure they’re sexually healthy, but it’s purely clinical. I don’t get aroused by them. I can’t. It’s not even possible.”

“Oh.” I guess that makes sense, but it’s confusing.

“We don’t have the same issues you faced on Earth, Little one, because Eleadian men mate for life, and we only feel that intense attraction for our life partner. All I have to do is glance at you and my heart races. No other Little girl will ever affect me like that.”

I nod. “Okay.” That makes me feel better. At least I’ll never have to worry about Papi deciding he prefers someone else more than me. I know he speaks the truth because I feel that same intense connection he speaks of for him.

He kisses my forehead. “That connection is part of the reason for my next rule. You may not wander off from Papi. You must always stay where I can see you. Partly because it physically hurts me when you’re out of my sight. Partly because I need to know you’re safe at all times. If I’m working, you’ll stay where Jeikin can see you. Understood?”

“Yes, Sir.” I squirm. Even that rule makes me horny.

“Now, I’ve been very lenient with you since we got here. I know the transition has been hard for you to accept, but that’s no excuse for you to have a tantrum. It’s time for Papi to stop coddling you. I’m going to spank your bottom now. You need to know that if you misbehave, there will be consequences.”

My lips part, and my traitorous pussy swells to the point that I might actually come.

Papi either doesn’t realize my plight or ignores it. He quickly opens my diaper and tugs it out from under me, leaving me naked. Before I can process what’s happening, he turns me over so my tummy rests on his thighs. He brings my arms to the small of my back and grips my wrists in one of his hands.

I’m so aroused I could easily rub my clit against his thigh and come. I gasp when Papi palms my naked bottom.

“Papi,” I whimper.

He rubs my skin. “Has anyone ever spanked you before, Little one?”

“No, but…”

He smooths his hands over my thighs next. “I’ll start gently and build up as you get used to it.”

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