Chapter 9

Chapter Nine

Ava

I’m jolted awake, though I’m not sure what woke me. All I know is that suddenly my eyes are wide, my heart is racing, and I’m so very confused.

I blink several times as I realize I’m in someone’s arms.

Ganrax… Papi… It wasn’t a dream. It’s true.

My first thought is shocking. Relief. I’m so glad it’s true. I was chosen by a man who treats me like spun gold. In my dream, he smiled at me the entire time.

“Hey, Baby girl,” he says as he cups the back of my head and rocks me closer to him. He’s walking. “You slept so long. You even slept through the trip to the starship in the pod. Do you feel better?”

I glance around. We’re definitely not in his apartment anymore. We’re moving down a hallway. It’s sterile, silver, and shiny. I can hear other footsteps. We’re not alone.

Papi is bouncing me slightly like the Baby he thinks I am. He’s patting my diaper-covered bottom, which makes me cringe. When I decide to speak, I realize something is in my mouth. I try to spit it out, but Papi stops me.

He sets his fingers over the object, keeping it in place. “Let the paci soothe you, Little one. Your heart rate picked up. Try to relax for a few minutes. He tucks a blanket around me. It’s the softest thing I’ve ever felt. I think the material is the same around my bottom.

I let him keep me pinned to his chest because he’s so warm, and plus I know if I squirm free, everyone around will see my breasts. He guides my head gently against his pecs, holding it there, which prevents me from seeing much, keeps the pacifier plugged in my mouth, and also calms me in the most frustrating way.

Papi pauses, opens a door, and steps into another room.

I hear the sound of a chair scraping across the floor and then someone speaks. “Ganrax. So good to see you.”

Papi’s hand disappears from my back for a moment. I imagine he’s shaking someone’s hand.

“This must be Ava.”

“It is. She just woke up from a nap. She’s still groggy.”

“That’s okay. As long as you have her information, we can start the intake process. I’m Jefared, Little one. It’s nice to meet you.”

I press my face more fully against Papi, pouting.

“I know it’s a lot to take in at first, Ava. Don’t you worry. Your Papi will take good care of you. Do you have her ID?”

Papi leans forward, which makes my heart race faster. He’s so big I can’t really wrap my arm around him to hold on. I’m more like a bundle in his arms. I have my top arm bent to cover the side of my breast in case the blanket falls, but my chest is flat against his.

His huge hand presses against my back, keeping me plastered against him. His lips come to my ear. “I’ve got you, Baby girl. I’ll never let you fall.” He rubs my back while he whispers, “Shhh. You’re okay. I’m just reaching into my bag to get your ID.”

I whimper and suck harder on the pacifier. I can’t stop myself. It’s addictive. I don’t even know who I am.

“Here you go,” he says, leaning forward again.

I assume he handed my ID to the other man. I think we’re sitting across from a desk. It’s surreal. I squeeze my eyes closed, unwilling to look.

I hear typing before Jefared speaks again. “John retrieved some of her things from her apartment, correct?”

“Yes. He’ll deal with the landlord tomorrow.”

“I heard. Surgient already checked in with Mia. I bet the two girls are so pleased to know they were both selected.”

Surgient must be Mia’s Papi.

I grunt. I’m not pleased about much of anything. Not in my head anyway. My body is currently pleased. It’s maddening, but the feel of Papi against me is so pleasant, like sunshine on a warm summer day.

“Can I ask you a few questions, Ava?” Jefared asks.

I shake my head defiantly.

Papi chuckles. “I need you to cooperate with Jefared for a few minutes, Baby girl.”

I gasp and fight him when he tries to pry me away from his chest. Grasping for the blanket, I tug it in front of my chest.

Papi is too strong for me, though. He manages to sit me on my diapered bottom over one thigh. At least he’s kind enough to tuck the blanket around my breasts before he plucks the pacifier out of my mouth.

He tips my chin back and meets my gaze. His expression is stern. “I know you’re frustrated and scared, but you need to be polite and answer Jefared’s questions. If you can’t do so like a good girl, I’ll flip you over and spank you right here.”

I stare at him, sucking in a sharp breath and holding it. I want to be furious. Inside my head, I am furious. He can’t boss me around like this. He can’t dominate me and treat me like a child.

My body is traitorous, though, and the second he mentions spanking me in this office in front of Jefared, my pussy clenches. Arousal runs out of me.

Papi lifts a brow. He knows, and I hate that. I hate this entire thing. I especially hate how badly I want him to strip me and thrust into me. It’s all I can think about now that I’ve met his gaze and he’s asserted his dominance.

“Do you want Papi to spank you?”

I shake my head. “No, Sir.” I kind of do, though. At least when he’s spanking me, I’m not in control.

He kisses my forehead and smooths my mess of curls away from my face. “Good girl.”

“My questions aren’t difficult, Little one,” Jefared says. “I just need to ask about your medical history. Do you have any allergies?”

I shake my head.

“Words, Baby girl,” Papi commands. “You’ll learn to speak respectfully to everyone you meet.”

When I glance at him, I find his brow lifted again. Damn him. I swallow as I turn my attention back to Jefared, and I squeeze my legs together around the bulky material as I say, “No, Sir. I don’t have any allergies.”

Jefared types in his computer. “How about any medical conditions? Past surgeries? Broken bones? Stitches?”

“No, Sir,” I murmur.

He types again and then stops and smiles at me. “That’s all I need, Little one.” He lifts his gaze to Papi’s. “You can take her on through to see the doctor. Dankin is waiting for her.”

Papi picks up his bag from the floor, tosses it over his free shoulder, and rises. “Thank you.”

“May you have a wonderful life with your precious Little one,” Jefared says as he stands and shakes Papi’s hand.

Papi passes through the room and opens a door on the other side before stepping into another room.

I’m still reeling from the mention of a doctor, and I switch to a full panic when I realize we’re now in an exam room.

I squirm in Papi’s arms. “I don’t need a doctor,” I argue.

He holds me tighter. “Every Little girl sees the doctor before boarding the transport vessel, Little one. It’s mandatory. Dankin needs to make sure you’re healthy enough to make the trip.”

I don’t even have time to struggle further before a door opens opposite us, and yet another giant steps into the room. He’s as large and imposing as Papi. He smiles and reaches out to shake Papi’s hand like Jefared did. “Ganrax, good to see you.” He touches my arm over the blanket. “And you, too, Little one. It’s my first night on the job, and you’re my second patient.”

I scowl. I don’t care for his pleasantries. My sour mood doesn’t seem to affect him at all, though. He pats the end of the exam table. “You can set her here.”

I wrap my arms around Papi’s neck and hold on tight, shaking my head. “Don’t need a doctor.”

He rubs my back as he tugs the blanket away from me. “Not optional, Little one.”

I shudder. He’s left me naked except for this stupid diaper.

“Are you going to cooperate on your own, Ava? Or do you want Papi to inject you with my serum to force your body to relax?”

I whimper. Damn him. I definitely don’t want the serum. That sounds much worse, so I release his neck and let him settle me on the end of the table. I cross my arms over my boobs and humph.

Papi strokes under my chin. “Look at me, Baby girl.”

I hate obeying him. I really do, but I can’t seem to stop myself. Or maybe I don’t want to find out what will happen if I’m naughty again. I tip my head back.

His gaze is stern again, narrowed. “Same rule applies for Dankin. You’ll speak to him politely, or I won’t hesitate to flip you onto your hands and knees right here and spank your bottom while Dankin waits.”

I knew he would say something like that, so why did I challenge him? It’s like I don’t even know myself.

Dankin steps up to my other side. “I heard she’s been disagreeable.”

I gasp and glare at Papi. He told people I’m disagreeable?

Papi rubs my back. “I think it’s harder for her than most. She’s struggling to let go and accept her submission. According to Ava, her friend Mia identified as Little on Earth, so she probably wasn’t the best example for your first patient.”

Dankin chuckles. “I heard that, too. She was very worried about Ava.”

I sit up and glance at the doctor. “She was worried about me?”

“Yes.”

“Can I see her?” I glance at Papi.

“Not until we get home. After you’ve had a few weeks to adjust on Eleadia, then we’ll get you girls together.”

I gasp. “A few weeks? Why not now? And why not when we land?”

“She’s already preparing for departure, Little one,” Dankin informs me. “And you’ll need a few weeks to get your mobility back after you arrive. After six months in stasis, it takes a few weeks to become fully mobile again.”

I drop my head, grumbling incoherently for no good reason.

“I’m going to examine you now, Ava,” Dankin says. “Most of my exam will be like what you’re used to on Earth. Some parts will be foreign to you.”

Great …

“Sit up tall for me and lower your hands to your sides so I can listen to your heart and lungs, Little one.”

Is every single man going to call me Little one? It would seem so. I suppose I am indeed little compared to them.

I’ve never felt so ridiculous in my life as I do sitting on this exam table wearing nothing but a diaper.

As Dankin sets the stethoscope on my chest, I look at him. “Patients wear gowns at the doctor on Earth. We don’t sit naked on the table.”

He smiles as he moves the disk around. “I guess that’s one of the differences then.” He switches to listening to my back and then puts the stethoscope aside. “Lift your arms for me, Ava. Clasp your hands behind your head.”

“Why?”

Papi grips my chin and leans in. “What did I say about being respectful? I know you’re out of your element, but you need to do as you’re told and address the doctor as Sir.” His hand smooths out against my cheek. “I know you’re challenging me, Ava. You’re wondering how far you can push me. You’re curious to know if I will decide I don’t want you and testing me to see if I will follow through. I will. Make no mistake. I will spank you right here if that’s what you need. Would you prefer I do so before your exam to help you relax?”

I swallow hard. “No, Sir.” My pussy is throbbing with need. His dominance does that to me even though I will it not to.

“Good girl.”

I’m trembling as he releases me, and I lift my arms up to clasp my hands behind my head. I’m so exposed like this. My nipples are hard points.

Dankin sets a hand on the small of my back and begins to examine my boobs with his other hand. “Have you ever had any issues with your breasts, Little one?”

“No, Sir,” I whisper.

He takes his time, repositioning his hand to grip my breast over and over until I’m panting and wondering if it’s just Papi who can scent my arousal or if the doctor can also.

After he does both breasts, he slides his hand up my back toward my neck. “Lie back for me, Ava.” He helps me lower onto the exam table and immediately guides my hands higher above my head.

I twist my neck in panic as he attaches something around both my wrists.

The doctor smooths my hair back and smiles at me. “Deep breaths, Little one. I’m going to restrain you so you’re safe on my table.” He moves to my legs, pulls something out from under the table, lifts my foot, and sets it in a stirrup before securing me with a strap at my ankle and my thigh.

I arch my chest as he repeats the action at my other side. Whatever my heart rate was before, it’s double now. Please tell me he can’t scent my arousal .

Dankin returns to my side near my breasts and starts palpating them again. When I moan and squirm, he adds yet another strap across my chest below my boobs.

The doctor looks at Papi. “My research indicates some Littles need more restraint than others. Ava might fall into that category. Since she’s emotionally fighting the need to submit to you, taking away her physical ability to deny you helps her let go.”

“I’ve noticed that,” Papi agrees as if I’m not in the room. “She craved restraint in the apartment, too.”

My face is so hot. I’ve never been more embarrassed. And my damn traitorous body is on fire. Even the doctor’s touch is making me horny. When he pinches one of my nipples, I cry out and buck my chest the fraction of an inch I’m able to move.

He ignores me and moves to the other breast, glancing at Papi. “Her nipples are very sensitive.” He grips the second nipple even harder, holding it and twisting it before releasing it. “They will probably retain their engorged state more than other Littles.” He pats my nipple and moves to my tummy.

My head is spinning. My breasts feel heavy, and my buds are pleading for more attention.

The moment Dankin touches my bladder, I moan. I’ve needed to pee ever since I woke up, but I wasn’t about to mention it.

“Has she wet herself yet?”

“No. She’s been stubborn about her diaper. I warned her she would need to let go of her preconceived notions about letting me take care of her needs, but she’s still holding out.”

“That’s not healthy.” Dankin rubs the spot again and looks at me. “You need to wet yourself, Little one. Can you do it on your own or would you rather I helped you?”

What does he mean? I purse my lips and turn my head away. He can’t make me pee. Although, Papi did tell me I’m wrong. A doctor can indeed make me pee.

After examining the rest of my tummy, Dankin moves between my legs. He pushes a button that causes my thighs to spread even wider, almost too far. I can’t decide if I’m relieved or pissed when he removes my diaper. At least I’m not wearing it anymore, but now I’m fully exposed to both men.

The doctor parts my labia and leans close to examine me. He lifts the hood on my clit next and strokes the tender nub, causing me to release a long moan.

“How many sexual partners have you had, Ava?”

Oh, so apparently I can get more mortified. I lick my lips. Why should I care if they know? “Five.”

“Have you been tested for sexually transmitted diseases, Little one?” Dankin asks.

“Yes, Sir,” I whisper. I can’t look at either of them.

“Good girl. I’ll double check with bloodwork to be sure you’re healthy.”

“What about Ganrax?” I blurt out. “Are you going to check him, too? He’s had his mouth on me. How do I know what diseases he might have?”

Papi sets a palm on my tummy, reminding me how badly I need to pee. “Attitude, Baby girl.” He gives me a no-nonsense look like the Dominant he is. I’m not surprised. Finally he answers my question. “Eleadian males do not carry disease. We can’t transmit anything to you. You also can’t give us any illnesses. If you happen to be carrying anything you’ve picked up in the last few days, the doctor will treat it before we depart. You won’t get sick with any illness you’ve ever had on Earth once we arrive home. Those strains do not exist.”

I try to listen to him because this is important, but his calm demeanor is wearing on me.

“In addition,” he continues, “I’m going to tell you something else you obviously aren’t aware of. There are no females on my planet other than those who have been claimed from Earth. About a century ago, an asteroid field passed Eleadia in such close proximity that the planet was disturbed. We don’t have any explanation as to what caused the odd changes, but older generations and all of our females gradually died, leaving only males who are all now approximately my age—over a hundred. We were so blessed to have discovered our compatibility with your females. That’s when the plan to set up the alliance began. My point is that you’re the first female I’ve ever been this close to in almost a hundred and twenty-five years. So, I couldn’t be carrying any diseases even if that were a thing.”

I gasp. This hadn’t occurred to me. He’s a virgin… And then my next thought. “Shit. My birth control.” I lift my head. “I didn’t think to have John grab it.” I glance at both men.

Dankin pats my inner thigh. “No need for birth control, Little one. Though Eleadian males are compatible enough with human females to form a deeply bonded relationship that will last for centuries, the two species are not compatible enough to procreate.”

I drop my head and let out a breath. Thank, God. I can’t fathom what it would be like to carry the baby of a man this large. A fetus would break me in half.

Dankin parts my folds. “I’m going to open your vagina, Little one. Take a breath for me.” He slides a speculum into me and widens it.

I hold my breath while he swabs my cervix.

“Everything looks healthy.” He sets a hand on my pelvis. “Hold very still for me. I’m going to insert a catheter into your bladder.”

I jerk, lifting my head again. “What?”

Papi slides his hand up to cup one of my breasts. He flicks my nipple several times. “You can’t be that surprised, Baby girl. I told you this would happen.”

I shake my head. “No. Please. No.” My pussy is stretched and dripping. I can feel my vagina clenching hard around the speculum. “Please,” I beg again. “I can pee in a cup or something.”

Papi sets his other hand on my head and bends over to kiss my forehead.

I’m trembling as I feel something being inserted in my pee hole, and I cry out when the doctor’s finger presses against my clit. I’m going to come. I’m going to orgasm right here with a tube in my urethra and the doctor leaning between my legs.

My entire body shakes as he continues to guide the tube deeper until suddenly it enters my bladder, and I hear my urine flowing out into a basin of some sort. It echoes loudly in the room, humiliating me further.

The doctor presses harder against my clit before moving that hand up to examine my bladder against my belly again.

My vision swims as I try not to come. Why am I so horny?