Page 16 of His Little Cryptolite

“That’s my good girl. So beautiful. Absolute perfection.” I take her in for long seconds. “Are you ready for Papi to put a diaper on you, Baby girl?”

“I guess so, Papi.”

After releasing her thighs, I grab a diaper from the nightstand and quickly slide it under her bottom. I have the sides fastened in seconds. When I’m done, I circle her wrists and restrain her hands above her head. “Let yourself submit to me, Baby girl. It’s hard the first time, but it will get easier to fill your diapers. Eventually you’ll do so without even thinking about it.”

“That thought is scary, Papi. I don’t want to lose control.” She shudders.

Suddenly, I know in my heart that it will be important to me that she become completely diaper dependent. I know some Little girls are fully aware of when they pee. They do so intentionally and strategically, timing their release so that their Papis will change them immediately.

That’s not how I want Allisa to live. She’s so very submissive that she will benefit from a firmer, more dominant Papi than others. I make a mental note to discuss her potty habits with Thabo and Chadka. I know they have ways of forcing diaper dependency and eliminating any discussion about when or where a Little girl makes the conscious decision to wet or soil herself.

“That’s not up to you, Allisa. Papi will always decide what’s best for you, Little one.” I glance down at her padded pussy. She was so pretty in the dress and panty set, but she’s ten times more stunning with her chest bare and her bottom diapered. It’s a way of life. One that greatly appeals to me and will eventually rub off on her until she feels every bit as sexy as the Little girl I’m looking at.

“I can’t pee lying down, Papi,” she complains.

“Yes, you can, Little one. Mind over matter. Relax your bladder. Show me what a good girl you can be.”

Her face scrunches up adorably, and she squeezes her eyes closed. A soft moan of relief comes from her as she fills her diaper.

It’s a precious moment, one I’ve waited a lifetime to experience. A symbol of her trust and submission.

“Such a good girl.” I lower my face and place a slow kiss on her belly before trailing my lips up to her breast. Fuck, her nipples are pretty. I’ve seen a lot of nipples in recent history, but these are the sexiest. Small, pink, pointy. The creamy white skin around them is going to make the red cryptolite stones stand out so strongly that everyone will do a doubletake when they see her.

My girl is breathing heavily as I take the time to stare at her chest, learning everything from the tiny dimples on her areolas to the thin blue veins that trail across her nearly translucent skin.

She’s panting from anticipation. The only sensation she’s experienced so far has been from my breath hitting her small buds.

I decide to run my nose over the turgid tip first, and I’m rewarded with a moan. Next, I kiss the tiny bud. And then I flick it with my tongue.

Allisa bucks beneath me. She can’t do more than lift her chest because I’m holding her wrists firmly against the mattress, and her diaper is so full that it’s forcing her legs wide. All she can do is brace her feet and lift a few inches.

I like her in this position with her arms raised and her pussy open. My cock likes it, too. I wonder if there’s a way to train her to sleep in this exact position. I’ll have to ask Chadka or Thabo. They’ll know. Perhaps even the ship doctor, Dankin, will have suggestions. We’ll visit him as soon as we arrive on the mothership.

Maybe if I arrange her with her legs open, knees bent, and arms above her head during the six-month voyage home, herbody will grow accustomed to being at rest situated like this, and it will become natural to her.

There’s a vulnerability to having arms and legs bent and spread away from the body that makes my girl look so submissive. My dick pulses with need.

The scent of her growing arousal fills the room as I nuzzle her nipples back and forth. A soft whimper accompanies the smell of her pussy. When I finally wrap my lips around one of the tips and graze it with my teeth, my girl cries out.

She’s so responsive. I assume this is new to her. If she’s attempted to pet her clit and gotten no results in the past, then it would stand to reason that she’s never been as turned on as she is now. And I’m going to rock her world with my next action.

Capturing her tight bud between my teeth, I let my quill drop to quickly pierce her nipple.

Allisa cries out.

I immediately lap at the offended tip, soothing it. Without wasting a moment of time, I switch to the other nipple and give it the same treatment. She’s expecting me to pierce her this time, so she’s writhing and forcing me to hold her down with my mouth.

Injecting her is something that calls to me. My inner Dom wants to mark her entire body, piercing every erogenous zone until she doesn’t know her name. But I refrain from moving too fast. I’ve introduced her to so many things in a short time that she’s reeling.

Lifting my head, I glance at her eyes. They’re the prettiest blue I’ve ever seen. They remind me of the Eleadian sky. The atmosphere above Earth is so polluted that there’s no comparison. I can’t wait for my girl to see all the colors on Eleadia.

“Can you stay in this position for me while I clean your pussy, Little one?” I release her slowly, making sure she leaves her hands where they lie.

Her eyes are glassy from lust, and she moans softly, blinking up at me.

I open her diaper and whisk it out from under her before grabbing some gentle wet wipes to clean her skin. All the while, I breathe deeply, inhaling her delicious scent over and over. It’s getting stronger. Her pheromones are ingrained in my mind now, so potent that I’ll miss her every time I move away from her.

When her skin is clean, I reach for the soft pastel pink blanket at the foot of the bed and spread it open. I have a plan to photograph her, and I want the background to be this lovely pink color that she obviously enjoys.