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My mouth hangs open as I look at Daddy. He can’t possibly be serious.
“I’m selfish in that regard.” He chuckles. “I want you all to myself.”
“Then don’t let him take a sample of my pee or take my temperature!” I try and reason with him.
“This is different. He is not looking at you for pleasure. Yamal is purely examining you to make sure that you are okay and healthy,” Daddy replies. “Now, be a good girl and lie still for Yamal.”
“I don’t want to,” I mumble, but I try and keep my body still.
“Open your mouth and suckle,” Daddy commands.
“Bu—” before I can finish the rest of my word, Daddy puts the nipple in my mouth.
“Suckle,” he tells me. “You’ll love the flavor.”
But I just stare at him with the nipple in my mouth, not doing anything. I don’t know what is in this, or even if I will like it. I don’t want to drink from a bottle since I’m not a baby.
“Daddy can be patient.” He chuckles. “I’ve lived for a long time, and waiting a couple of minutes for you to start drinkingwon’t bother me one bit. Suckle when you are ready, but the sooner the better.”
What if I am never ready?
“I’m going to insert the tube now,” Yamal says.
“You might want to start suckling now,” Daddy tells me.
Yamal touches my inner thigh, and I flinch. Without thinking, I start suckling, trying to keep my mind off Yamal touching me. My eyes go wide as I look up at Daddy. This is actually really delicious. I don’t know what flavor it is, but I can’t seem to get enough of it.”
“Delicious?” Daddy asks.
I nod and suckle even faster, wanting to keep tasting the milk.
“Slow down,” Daddy instructs me. “I don’t want you to choke.”
I roll my eyes and start to suckle slower. Searing hot pain flashes across my inner thigh, and tears pool in my eyes.
“Do not roll your eyes at your owner.” Daddy’s voice is stern. “Next time you roll your eyes at me, I will put you over my lap and spank you. Understand?”
I nod, my eyes wide as I stare at him.
“All done with the sample. We can keep her in this position and take her temperature now,” Yamal interrupts us.“You are going to feel something cold and wet before I insert it in. I want you fully relaxed.”
My eyebrows pinch together as I try and think of what he is exactly going to put up my bottom.
“Wait!” I shout, but it comes out muddled with the nipple in my mouth.
Before I can do anything, cold liquid is rubbed on my bottom. Next, there’s some pressure as he pushes the probe into me.
“No,” I mumble around the nipple.
Tears fall down my face as Yamal continues to ease the probe in. Full. I feel full, and he doesn’t stop.
“Suckle,” Daddy reminds me. “It will help soothe you.”
I make eye contact with Daddy, trying to forget what Yamal is doing.
“Come on, suckle for Daddy,” he gently says. “Keep looking at me, and everything will be okay; it’ll just be you and me.”
