Page 45 of His Little Sapphire

Papi draws my other nipple into his mouth, treating it to the same pricking sensation before Ekert once again holds the tool over my breast.

“All done, Baby girl. You did so well,” Papi praises.

I’m trembling from head to toe, freaking out. Shocked.

Ekert moves down close to my hips. “If you’d like to change her diaper, I’ll examine her pussy for you and let you know what your future options will be.”

I spit the pacifier out hard and shake my head. “No, Papi. No.”

He pats my thigh. “Ekert isn’t going to pierce you anywhere else today, Baby girl. Relax. He’s just going to look.”

Ekert smiles at me. “Every Little girl has a different pussy. The types of piercings possible vary from one girl to the next. Depends on where there’s enough flesh.”

I purse my lips. I’m not going to get out of this by arguing, so I’ll shut up and let them look.

Papi removes my diaper, leaving me totally naked in front of the jeweler. I guess he sees naked girls all the time. After all, apparently, he pierces their private parts.

The chair is mechanical, and Ekert adjusts it so my legs spread obscenely wide, exposing every one of my assets. He comes between my legs from the front, palming my thighs and pulling my folds apart. He leans in closer to lift the hood from my special nub before fingering me where Papi always touches me to give me pleasure.

I cry out, unable to look. My legs are shaking badly. I don’t want to orgasm here.

Ekert finally speaks. “Her labia could easily be pierced, probably three on each side if you wanted. The hood of her clit is also large enough. If you wanted to do her clit itself in the future, you’d need to use suction on it like we did for her nipples. Probably five to ten minutes at a time several times a day to help it enlarge.”

Papi nods. “Thanks.”

I can’t breathe. I think I’m going to die right here on the table.

“I’ll give you a few minutes alone,” Ekert says as he pats my thighs before leaving the room.

Papi takes his place between my legs, palming my thighs. “You did so well, Baby girl.” He’s smiling.

“Can I get up now?”

“In a minute.” He reaches for the pack he always carries and pulls out one of the glass dildos. After sliding the tip through my folds several times, he eases it into me.

I gasp. “It’s too tight, Papi.”

“It’s not, Baby girl. Let it in. Relax your pussy.” He thumbs my clit. “Grip it. Hold it inside you, Little one.”

I find I’m able to clench my channel around it, but I’m shocked when Papi slides a diaper under me and lifts it up to fasten it.

“Papi?”

“I want you to hold it inside you all the way home. If you can do that, I’ll reward you when we get there.”

Hold the glass rod inside me?

Papi finally releases me and helps me sit up.

I stare down at my breasts, stunned. Nipple rings. Hoops. The stones are gorgeous, but they look so silly dangling from my nipples. They aren’t too heavy, but they feel like boulders tugging on my flesh.

I’m still numb from Papi’s quill.

He stands in front of me and cups my breasts reverently, leaning over to kiss both nipples, one at a time. “Prettiest Little girl ever.” He fingers the hoops. “When they start to hurt, tell Papi, and I’ll numb them again.”

I shiver. I don’t know if I want him to prick them again today.

“Do you want Papi to carry you?”

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