Page 43 of His Little Cryptolite
“I’m sorry, Papi.”
I tip her chin back and kiss her. “It’s okay, Baby girl, but Papi has to punish you now. You know that, right?”
Her cheeks heat. “Yes, Sir.”
I set her diaper bag on the seat in front of her legs and reach in to pull out the chastity cups. “Lift your arms, Baby girl,” I say calmly.
Allisa whimpers as she obeys me. “Papi…”
I ignore her protest and line the cups up with her breasts, ensuring her nipples are centered. The cups fasten around her like a bra—a clear bra that draws attention to her little buds.
When I have it adjusted, I kiss her again. “You’ll wear this until we get home, Little one. It will help you keep your fingers away from your titties, but it will also cause everyone to stare at you.”
She sighs, her shoulders dropping. “Maybe we could go home now and go to the park another time.”
I chuckle. “I’m afraid not. You need to learn that your actions have consequences.” I scoop her off the chair and settle her on my hip. The cups are coming in handy since they’re keeping her from rubbing her tits against my body.
Allisa is quiet as we head for the front door.
I shake Ekert’s hand. “Thank you for fitting us in today.”
“You’re welcome. Any time. If you ever want to consider piercing her pussy, there are many options. Let me know and Sophie can pick out some matching stones.”
Allisa stiffens and her legs clench around me. She isn’t turned on by this idea at all. Maybe someday she will be, but until then, I won’t force her to pierce another body part.
Her pacifier is in her mouth, and I pull it out. “What do you say to Ekert and Sophie, Baby girl?”
She whimpers as she sets her cheek against my shoulder. “It was nice meeting you both.”
“That’s a good girl,” I praise.
Allisa is quiet in the stroller. I’m not surprised. For one thing, she doesn’t ever take the pacifier back out of her mouth. I’m sure she’s in her head, worrying about seeing Bailey, especially since she’s wearing chastity cups over her little breasts.
As soon as I stop the stroller next to a park bench, I see Zingar strolling toward us. Next to him is a Little girl with curly, brown hair that bounces in high pigtails. She’s tugging on his arm, trying to get him to walk faster.
Allisa pushes the pacifier out of her mouth as I squat in front of her to remove the restraints. “Please can you take these cups off me, Papi?”
I stroke her cheek. “No, Baby girl. You knew the rules.” I need to be firm. If I cave, she’ll think she can manipulate me in the future. I know she’s stressed, but I don’t think her anxiety is specific to the cups. She’s about to face someone she knows well, and the last time these two saw each other, it was on far different terms.
“Allisa!” Bailey shouts jovially as soon as she gets close enough.
I lift Allisa out of the stroller, take a seat on the park bench, and prop her on my knee, her legs dangling between mine.
“Oh my gosh,” Bailey says, giggling. “Your piercings are so pretty. I bet you tried to touch them, and now you’re being punished with the chastity cups, huh?”
Allisa relaxes. “Yeah.”
Bailey tugs her hand free of Zingar and gives Allisa an awkward hug. “I couldn’t believe it when I found out you had also been chosen and were on your way to Eleadia. I’ve waited three months for you. It was excruciating,” she says dramatically. “I didn’t even know you were coming until I’d been here a month. So, technically, it’s only been a two-month wait. But still…” she rambles.
Zingar holds out a hand, and I take it in mine. “Nice to see you.”
“You, too.” He tugs Bailey back a few inches with a palm between her breasts. “Let your friend breathe, Little one. You’re overwhelming her.”
Bailey sighs. “I’m sorry.” She reaches out and squeezes Allisa’s hand. “Are you okay?”
Allisa takes a deep breath. “I think so. Are you?”
Bailey nods. “I know it’s overwhelming at first, but you’re going to love it here.” She lifts her gaze to me. “I’m sorry. I should have introduced myself. I’m Bailey. Thank you for bringing my friend to the park. Can she come play with me on the swings?”
