Page 47 of His Little Ametrine
Her legs are shaking. I’m sure she’s far more nervous about her clit. I’m not surprised. All of my experience with females has been with Sara spanning less than two weeks, but I know for afact her clit is the most sensitive part of her body. It’s far more sensitive than her nipples.
I remove her diaper and set it aside as Ekert widens her secured legs farther.
She’s trembling and wringing her fingers together.
Sophie is rubbing her arm, but even Sophie looks concerned. She probably hasn’t seen very many clitoral piercings.
Ekert comes between Sara’s legs and spends several minutes palpating the little hood over her clit. “Okay,” he finally says. He steps out of the way. “Numb her in a few places. I don’t want her to feel a thing.”
I move between my girl’s legs, palm her inner thighs, and lower my mouth to her pussy. It’s strange putting my lips on her in front of other people, but my job, right now, is purely clinical.
Her breath hitches when I capture her swollen nub with my lips. There’s no way for her not to get aroused from this part. Her scent is powerful. Even though she’s scared, which I can also smell, my mouth is on her most sensitive body part.
I clasp the hood and her clit between my teeth and quickly inject her with my numbing serum.
She flinches the first time, but I prick her in two more places, and she doesn’t acknowledge either, so I know she’s good and numb. The best part is that my saliva has healing properties in and of itself, so there’s no need for Ekert to sterilize the spot. I’ve already done so with my mouth.
I hold her thigh tight as I move out of Ekert’s way and force myself to watch as he lines the tiny points of his piercing gun up exactly where he wants the hoop to go. He’s shockingly steady, and he’d have to be to do this job. It’s one thing to sell jewelry. It’s another thing entirely to be the one who pierces his customers.
Ekert takes only a few seconds longer than he did with her nipples, and with a small pop of the piercing gun, it’s over. Hesmiles as he leans back. He hands me a tube of ointment, which I tuck into my pocket.
I take his spot and slide my hands along Sara’s inner thighs. I’ve never seen anything prettier in my life, except maybe her pierced nipples, but I like the fact that this piercing is private. Not many people will see it. Doctors and perhaps occasionally someone who sees me change her diaper, but mostly just me.
Sara hasn’t lifted her head yet. She’s breathing heavily. “How does it look?”
I kiss her pelvis right above the piercing. “Prettiest thing ever, Little one. I’m so proud of you for being so brave.”
Ekert lifts Sophie from her perch next to Sara and carries her out of the room, closing the door behind him.
Sara is still shaking as I remove all the restraints. She hasn’t looked yet.
I come to the side and kiss both her nipples reverently before kissing her lips. “I love you, Sara.”
“I love you, too, Papi.” She’s trembling.
“Are you going to look?”
“I’m too nervous. I can’t feel it at all.”
“You will when the numbness wears off.” I grip her chin with my fingers and hold her gaze. “I don’t want you in pain, understand? When any of these start to hurt, I will numb them again.”
“Yes, Sir,” she readily agrees. My girl isn’t interested in being in pain any more than I am.
I pull the salve from my pocket and open the tube to squeeze a small amount onto my fingers. As I gently rub it onto the spots where the piercing enters her clitoral hood, she finally lifts her head.
A soft gasp escapes her lips. “I can’t believe I did that. I don’t think I ever would have been brave enough to do something like that on Earth.”
I smile at her. “You’re very brave, my Little songbird.”
“Can I practice on your weird piano when we get home?”
I chuckle. My girl does not know the meaning of relaxing. Now that she can walk, it’s go, go, go all the time. Her piercings aren’t even five minutes old and already her mind has moved on to music.
“Please, Papi?”
I must have taken too long to answer. As I put a clean diaper on her, I nod. “Of course you can, Little one. I’ll be happy to give you lessons myself.”
Her eyes light up. “You will?”
