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“Your pussy is so pretty, Little pet. Soft and smooth, now that the hair is gone. Glistening with your essence.”

I whimper, forcing myself to block out the two other giant alien men in the room, the ones watching me as Lasim seemingly hypnotizes me.

With one finger, he touches some part of me I wasn’t aware existed before today. He and the doctor both grazed the strange bundle of nerves a few times, but now Lasim is circling it.

“You didn’t know about this little pleasure button, did you, pet?”

I shake my head. “No, Daddy,” I whisper.

“There are several erogenous parts of your body, Little pet. Parts that will ignite a fire in you when I touch them.” He taps the swollen nub. “This jewel is one of them. Obviously, your nipples are another hot zone. The inside of your bottom, too. In the near future, I will show you how good it feels to have your cunt penetrated. But we’ll save that for another time.”

Panting, I struggle to listen to him once again. This happens to me every time he touches me so intimately. I moan loud enough to startle myself when he suddenly pinches the bundle of nerves between his thumb and pointer.

“Beautiful.” Lasim is smiling. “I’m going to press this vibrator against your cunt now, Little pet. It’s going to send you out of the stratosphere, so you’ll know what it means to experience deep pleasure.”

Trembling violently with anticipation, I start panting. “Daddy…”

Lasim lifts his other hand, brings the black square over my pussy, and presses down.

I scream, my voice echoing in the room as an intense wave of unimaginable pleasure consumes me. I try to lift my head and chest, buckling forward, but Yamal and the other man grip my shoulders and press me against the exam table.

My body pulses over and over as I violently shake from the shock of the device Lasim is still holding against my pussy. My vision blurs, and my eyes roll back in my head as the room starts to spin. The pleasure is euphoric, but at the same time, it’s too intense.

Right when I think I might lose consciousness, Lasim removes the thing from my core. He must have set it down because his hands are both on my inner thighs now.

I can’t catch my breath. I’m gasping as though I were being choked and not getting enough oxygen.

Lasim bends his head and kisses my throbbing folds before licking between my labia. The touch is too much. I’m suddenly too sensitive. “Please, Daddy… Stop.” My voice is gurgly. Can he even understand me?

After one final reverent kiss to my pussy, he lifts his head. “Deep breaths, Little pet,” he encourages.

I inhale as much air as I can, looking around the room when I release it. The two other men are gone. I have no idea when they left.

Lasim lifts my hips and slides something under my bottom.

I whimper, still struggling to focus. My body won’t stop shaking, and my pussy is still throbbing.

A whine escapes my lips when Lasim touches my tender folds again.

“Be a good Little pet. I need to apply this cream to protect your skin so you don’t get an infection.”

Why would I get an infection?

The next thing I know, he’s pulling something between my legs, and when I lift my head, I gasp. “Daddy…”

“Shhh. You need to wear a diaper for the time being.”

I shake my head as panic consumes me. A million things have happened to me in the past few hours. I’m wrung out. Exhausted. I suspect my blood sugar is low. I can’t handle this new addition. “No, Daddy.” I buck my hips to no avail.

“Yes, Little pet. It’s not up for discussion. You’ll do as you’re told.” His voice is firm.

The tears keep falling, sobs follow as my emotions fly all over the place.

Lasim releases my ankles and wrists, scoops me off the table, and cradles me in his arms. At least he wraps a soft blanket around me. Under it, I’m naked except for the diaper.

Lasim bounces me in his arms as if I were an infant. He paces around the room, trying to soothe me with soft whispers I can’t fully hear over my uncontrollable crying.

I’m startled when something touches my lips, and my eyes bug out when I see that he’s holding a bottle to my mouth.