I’m not sure what she was privately reprimanded for, but I suspect it was a combination of her jumping up and down and the stimulation she was getting from the hoops.
“They’re so pretty,” Mags says.
Sophie nods. “They match your eyes.”
Mags glances at me. “They look heavy,” she murmurs.
Ekert picks one up and holds it out to set it in her palm.
She takes a deep breath. “I still can’t believe I’m really going to do this. I never once considered getting my nipples pierced.”
“It’s weird at first,” Sophie agrees. “You’ll get used to the weight of them in a few days. You willnotget used to the stimulation, though.” She scrunches up her nose.
Ekert chuckles. “You’re not supposed to, naughty girl. They’re a constant reminder that you’re my Little girl. That you’re loved. That you’re special.”
Sophie leans into Ekert and wraps her arms around his leg. She’s so short that it’s easier for her to hug his leg than his waist.
Mags hands the gemstone back and absently covers her nipples with her palms.
“Mags…” Bamgin admonishes. “Do you need your titties spanked before Ekert pierces them?”
Her face turns bright red as she lowers her hands. “No, Sir.”
Sophie sighs. “That part is hard, too. Keeping your fingers away from your nipples. We all get in trouble for touching them every once in a while.”
I nod toward the door at the back of the room. “Let’s get this done. The longer she has to think about it, the more agitated she’s going to get.”
“Agreed,” Bamgin says, carrying her toward the piercing room.
Ekert opens the door and leads all of us inside.
Bamgin and I are familiar with this process. We spoke to Ekert about it extensively. We also visited this room separately before we ever left for Earth. At the time, we had no idea we would return with one mate shared between us.
Mags clings to Bamgin, her arms wrapped tightly around his neck. When he goes to lower her to the piercing chair, she doesn’t release him.
“What did we say before we left the house, Baby girl?” he asks.
She whimpers. “I don’t care about my surprise, and I’m okay not having sex either.”
I chuckle at how blunt she’s being in front of other people. She’s so terrified that she has no filter, not even with regard to sex. I step behind Bamgin, peel one of her pointers off his neck, and suck the digit into my mouth.
She tries to jerk free, but she’s not strong enough. She’ll never be strong enough. Before she can complain, I prick her finger.
“Ouch. Papi…”
She’s already calming as I lift her middle finger and do the same.
Bamgin lowers her onto her bottom on the piercing chair. When she still won’t release him, I set my lips on her neck under one of her pigtails and pierce behind her ear, lingering longer to ensure she fully relaxes this time.
“Let go of Papi’s neck,” I order.
She sighs as she finally releases him. “You’re manipulating me,” she whines.
“Yep.” I stroke her cheek and kiss her lips before glancing at Bamgin. Together we lift her arms over her head and secure them as Ekert angles the chair so that she’s reclining.
“Papi…” She turns her head back and forth, begging us one at a time with her eyes. “It’s going to hurt.”
“You won’t feel a thing, Baby girl,” I remind her. We’ve told her this a dozen times.
