Page 39 of His Little Ametrine
She’s worried, though. She looks like she would run from the room if she were capable.
I mostly pointed out the other types of piercings I have in mind to get her reaction. Outwardly she looks mortified and disagreeable, but the scent coming from her is filled with arousal and intrigue. Plus, she’s still rubbing her pretty pussy against me.
I’m feeling mischievous, so I point toward one particularly large stone. “That one would be perfect for a single clitoral piercing. It doesn’t need to have a match.”
Sara gasps. “Papi, that’s huge.” Her voice hits a new pitch, which is a good sign. Her range is increasing. I’m so hopeful about her voice.
I pick up the stone so I can feel the weight of it in my palm. I’m still teasing her. This stone is way too big to hang from her clit, and Sophie is equally horrified by the idea, but she says nothing. Her eyes are wide, and she’s biting her lip.
Sara shakes her head. “No way. Put that down.”
I set it down and pick up another. It’s only marginally smaller. “This one?” I show it to her between my fingers. It’s stunning. Gorgeous. But also too heavy to hang from her clit or the hood.
“Please tell me you’re joking, Papi.”
I chuckle, set it down, and kiss her. “I’m kidding about the size, Baby girl. But I’m not kidding about the placement. I think you should consider it.”
“Me?” Her voice squeaks at that high pitch, again, that’s music to my ears. “You’d let me decide?”
“On this issue, yes.”
“But not about my nipples…”
I grip her chin. “I told you I would wait until you’re ready, Baby girl. I mean that. Coming here today was your idea. I think it’s too soon.”
Ekert and Sophie are very quiet, politely not intruding.
Sara sighs. “You’re right. I’m intrigued by the nipple piercings. Sophie’s are very pretty. I want mine done, too.”
Ekert clears his throat. “Can I make a suggestion?”
“Of course,” I tell him.
“Why don’t you bring her into the piercing room.” He points over his shoulder. “You don’t have to make any decisions, but if I take a look at her clit and labia, I can assess what would even work for her. Every female is different. There’s no sense looking at stones until you know what sort of piercings her body would best accommodate.”
Sara stiffens.
Ekert continues. “I can’t pierce anything today, Little one. The stones have to be set first. I’d prefer you come back when you have a bit more strength before I pierce your nipples. If you want to pierce anything else, you’ll at least be armed with information.”
She leans her head against my shoulder.
I rub her back. “Can’t hurt to know, right?”
Chapter Seventeen
Sara
I’m in a near panic as Papi carries me into the adjoining room. There’s a chair in the middle that reminds me of a dental chair. It’s scary.
Papi lowers me onto the chair and lifts my arms over my head.
Ekert straps me down in several places—my wrists, above and below my breasts, across my hips, and lastly, my ankles, after he sets my legs in wide stirrups.
I’m panting and trembling, partly because I’m embarrassed. I keep forgetting to ask Papi if other people can scent my arousal or if he’s the only one. Maybe I’d rather not know the answer to that question.
Ekert lifts Sophie up and stands her on a stool next to my head. She clasps her hand with one of mine and threads our fingers together. Moral support.
Ekert leans over my chest and pinches my nipples several times, scrutinizing them in a way that’s clinical and titillating at the same time. “Even though her breasts are on the smaller side,her nipples are large enough to support the stones Sophie picked out with ease.”
