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Chapter Ten

Eden

Papi pats my back as he stands. He carries me through a door into another room. A second later, he lowers me to sit on something and tips my head back with a finger under my chin. “I need you to be brave, Little one. Dankin is the doctor on this ship. He’s going to have to examine you thoroughly to make sure there’s nothing medically wrong with you that might need to be addressed before we travel.”

“I’m not sick,” I tell him.

“I know you’re not, Baby girl, but there could be things you don’t know. My people are very careful about the health of our Little girls. You will see a doctor frequently to ensure you’re always healthy.”

I look around. There is a room in the main building of my compound where people go when they’re very sick. It looks kind of like this.

I flinch when a door opens and someone else joins us. He’s also huge. I grip the blanket around me. The man smiles like everyone has since I met Papi. “Hi there. You must be Eden. I’m Dankin.”

“I’m not sick,” I tell him.

Papi lifts my chin and leans in to meet my gaze. “What did I tell you?”

My lip quivers. Am I in trouble? Tears form and then trail down my cheeks. Will I get in trouble for crying, too?

Papi slides his hand to the back of my neck. “Baby girl…” His voice is calm and caring. He doesn’t sound mad. “Eden…” His brow furrows.

I start crying. I can’t stop myself. I’ve never been this emotional, nor have I ever had permission to cry. I’ve never felt safe enough to let anyone see my emotions. I feel safe with Papi. I hope he’s not mad, though. “Are you going to spank me?” I ask, fighting back the urge to sob harder.

“No, Little one. I’m not sure I will ever spank you. I don’t like the fear I see in your eyes. For now, there will be no spankings, okay? No punishments at all. I want you to know you can trust me to keep my word. I get the feeling you’ve never had anyone you could trust before.”

I sniffle.

“You do now. I will never let you down. We’ll talk about discipline again after we’ve been on Eleadia for a few weeks. However, you have no choice about letting the doctor examine you. It will embarrass you, and I need you to be a good girl for me and cooperate.”

I nod, trying to be brave.

“If you fight us, I will not punish you, but I will use my quill to calm you. If I need to, I can use my quill to put you to sleep.”

I shudder. “I don’t want you to put me to sleep, Papi.” That sounds worse than enduring whatever the doctor is going to do. Not knowing makes my skin crawl.

“Can you be a good girl and cooperate with Dankin?”

“Yes, Papi.” I will try, even though I’m scared.

Papi gives me one of his huge smiles and kisses my forehead. “I need to take away the blanket, Baby girl. Dankin sees naked Little girls all the time. He’s a medical professional. His job is to examine you.”

I shudder as Papi removes the blanket. I want to cover my breasts with my hands, but Papi guides them to my sides, and I remember he told me not to touch them.

Dankin strokes my head. “What pretty hair. It’s so long.”

“I’ve never cut it,” I whisper.

“Can you sit up tall for me, Eden? I’m going to listen to your heart with this stethoscope. Has anyone ever listened to your heart before?”

I shake my head. “No.”

Papi taps my back, reminding me to sit up taller.

I do as I’m told, but it’s hard, and I’m so nervous. I can’t believe I’m sitting here on this really high table almost naked. If the elders knew about this, they’d have a conniption. They will never know, though. I’m not even on Earth. I’m inside a giant spaceship they lied to me about.

The fact that I’ve been lied to all my life makes me want to do things that aren’t permitted, like expose my naked breasts to strangers. Papi isn’t a stranger anymore, but Dankin is. And besides, women don’t expose themselves to anyone. The women in my compound don’t even breastfeed in front of other people.

Dankin sets a cold metal disk on my chest. It has a tube running from it that splits and runs to his ears. He seems to be listening. When he’s finished, he says, “Do you want to hear your heart, Little one?”

I perk up. “Can I?”

“Yep.” Dankin removes the earpieces and puts them in my ears. He sets the disk on my chest again.

I hear a swooshing noise that happens over and over. I grin at Papi. “That’s my heart?”

Papi nods. “It sure is. Is it working?” he teases.

I giggle.

After a few minutes, Dankin takes the listening thing away and picks up a small flashlight. “Tip your head back for me so I can look in your eyes, nose, ears, and throat.”

I let him manipulate my head around so he can look, feeling less scared. This doesn’t hurt. I’m okay.

When he’s done with the light, he sets a hand on my back. “I need you to lie down now, Little one.”

I tremble as I lean back, my gaze shooting to Papi.

“I’m going to lift your arms over your head, Eden,” Dankin says. “I need to secure you so you don’t move around while I examine you.”

Papi held my hands over my head earlier. He also cuffed them to the sides of the tub. This is different, though. I don’t like it. I feel so helpless, and I start to panic when Dankin secures my wrists, forcing me to lie stretched out and exposed.

Papi pulls my hair to one side and then sets a palm on top of my head. He shocks me when he lowers his mouth to my breast and sucks one of my nipples.

I’m assaulted by so many feelings at once that I can’t speak. I can’t believe he’s sucking one of my nipples in front of the doctor. And my body reacts like it does every time he touches me, especially with his mouth.

I squirm, arching my chest, trying to dislodge him to no avail. Suddenly, he pricks my skin with his quill, and I cry out. It hurts, but it feels so good at the same time. I don’t understand what’s happening to me.

With a hand on my tummy, he switches to my other breast, sucking, licking, teasing, and eventually pricking me. I’m panting heavily when he lifts his head to meet my gaze. “You’ll be a good girl,” he says.

I nod. I don’t even know why, but I nod. Whatever he injects me with alters my mood. It turns me into a ball of need. I need him to do that thing where he sends me out of my body while he touches me between my legs. I need it so badly I don’t care that Dankin is in the room.

“That’s…” I lick my lips and glare at him. I’ve never glared at anyone. I would have been beaten to within an inch of my life if I had. But I know I can glare at Papi. I know it in my soul. He won’t hurt me. “That’s mean.”

He smiles. “I know, but it’s effective.” He doesn’t even mention my glare.

Dankin pulls a strap over my hips next and cinches it tight. He stands on the other side of me from Papi and reaches up to touch my breasts.

My face heats. I’m mortified, partly because I can’t believe he’s seeing them, let alone touching them. In addition, I’m reacting to every touch. That’s Papi’s fault, but it’s beyond embarrassing.

“I’m going to examine your breasts, Eden. Take deep breaths for me.” He starts pressing on them, all over. Deep breaths are not possible. I stopped breathing as soon as he touched them.

Papi is stroking my head, but I’m not looking at him. I’m squeezing my eyes closed. I’m trying to think of something else and ignore the fact that a man is touching my breasts. It’s so foreign to me that it’s unimaginable. I think about the lights of the spaceship and how many times I stared at them from the compound, believing they were a cluster of stars.

Every time I think about the lies told to me, I feel rebellious, and currently I choose to assert that rebellion in the form of letting two men touch my naked, sinful body. I also choose not to think of it as sinful. After all, it feels really good, and when I acknowledge that, I feel angry all over again. I was lied to about pleasure, too.

“You’ll feel pressure, Eden. I’m going to pinch your little nipples.”

I moan loudly and draw my knees up when Dankin grips my nipple and squeezes it. Like the piercing, there’s a mix of pleasure and pain that’s confusing. Wetness leaks out of me.

He switches to the other nipple and pinches it just as hard, making my eyes roll back. When he’s done, I’m panting as he moves down my body. He pulls something out from under the side of the exam table and lifts my leg.

I twist my head to watch as he guides my bent leg up onto a metal extension. I gasp when he straps my leg to the device in three places, trapping me.

Papi helps by doing the same to my other leg after he watches Dankin. He cups my face next. “The doctor is going to remove your diaper and examine the rest of you now, Eden.”

I shake my head. “No, Papi.” I’ve never told anyone no in my life, but I’m getting used to it.

“Yes, Baby girl. It’s not optional. I need you to take deep breaths while Dankin examines you. He’s going to be thorough.”

What does that mean? I’m shaking, and my teeth start chattering as Dankin removes my diaper. He sits between my parted legs and sets his hands on my inner thighs. His face is inches from a part of me no one has seen before tonight since I was a baby.

“Prick her again,” Dankin tells Papi. “I don’t like her anxiety this high.”

Papi lowers his face to my private parts, like he did earlier.

I buck and moan and struggle, but I can’t move. I’m strapped down. Why is he kissing me there? He sucks my special nub and flicks it with his tongue before capturing it between his teeth.

And then he pierces the sensitive bundle of nerves.

I scream. It hurts. And wetness runs out of me. I’m going to detonate like earlier. Explode. My body is going to fly apart, and parts of me are going to blast against the walls.

Papi suckles my little nub for a moment before piercing it again.

I shatter. My eyes roll back in my head as my body dissolves into goo. Waves of my pleasure pulse through me over and over. I can’t catch my breath, and when I finally do, I remember the doctor just saw everything.

I moan. I’m going to die of embarrassment.

Papi releases my special bud, slides up to my face, and kisses me. He thrusts his tongue into me immediately, making me taste myself on his mouth. My heart races. It’s so forbidden, and I love it so much.

“Good girl,” he murmurs when he releases my lips. “Your sexual health is as important as the rest of your health. The doctor needs to see you orgasm. Now we have that out of the way. He’s going to examine you, Eden. And you’re going to look at me, take deep breaths, and be my good girl.”

I nod slowly. I can’t deny him. Especially not after what he just did to me.

“I see you have already removed her hair,” Dankin says. “Any particular concerns?”

Papi glances at Dankin. “Yes. She was married for five years to an older man against her will. Her elders believe she’s barren, which might mean she has some issues with her uterus, ovaries, or fallopian tubes. It could also simply be that her husband was impotent, of course. My concern is that it’s come to my attention that he never prepared her for any sexual encounter. He never touched her breasts or her clitoris. He never made her come. She had her first orgasm with me tonight. She says he didn’t see her naked, so I’m worried if he thrust into her without preparation, he might have injured her. There could be scar tissue.”

Dankin gently rubs my inner thighs. “Okay. I’ll look for evidence of trauma.”

I don’t understand most of what Papi said, but I can’t begin to ask questions. I wouldn’t know what to ask first.

“How often did your husband force you to have sex with him, Little one?” Dankin asks me in a kind voice.

Sex? “I don’t know,” I answer honestly.

Papi’s brow furrows. He looks confused.

I purse my lips, embarrassed.

“Do you have your period regularly every month?” Dankin asks.

“Uhh.” I look at Papi. Why do they keep using words I don’t know?

Papi smiles. “Do you bleed once a month, Little one?”

My face heats. I nod. “Yes, sir,” I whisper.

Papi beams. I think he likes how polite I was. I’ll remember that.

Dankin pulls my private parts open. It’s so hard not to beg him to stop. It’s hard not to cry. But whatever Papi injects me with is working. I’m a bit floaty and not as upset as I’m certain I would be otherwise.

“Do you use pads, Eden? When you have your cycle?” Dankin asks.

“Uh, we use cloths and then wash them.”

Dankin prods closer, holding me open with every finger. He pulls my parts wider. Can he see my brain through the opening by now?

He dips a finger through my wetness and then stops moving. His breath hitches. He releases me and pats my inner thighs.

“What’s wrong?” Papi asks.

I lift my head, nervous. Is something wrong with me?

“Eden, Little one, do you know what sex is?”

My face heats. “Uh…no.”

Dankin smiles politely. “Did your husband ever touch you between your legs, Little one?”

I shake my head.

He comes to my side, and I lower my head back down when I can see him easier. “How do you think females get pregnant, Little one?”

I swallow. “They lie with a man.” I know that’s true. I’ve always heard it.

“Did you lie with your husband?”

I nod. “Yes.”

“How often, Eden?”

“Once or twice a week.”

“Where did you lie?”

“On his bed,” I murmur.

“With all your clothes on?”

“Yes. It’s not proper to take our clothes off and expose ourselves.”

Papi gasps.

I shift my gaze to his. I’m worried. “What’s wrong with me?” My lips quiver again.

Dankin pats my shoulder. “Nothing is wrong with you, Little one. Nothing at all. In fact, you’re perfect.” He looks at Papi. “She’s never had sex.”

“What’s sex?” I ask, confused. No one has told me that yet.

Papi smiles broader than I’ve ever seen. He’s so pleased. It calms me. “Sex is when a man penetrates his mate or wife, Baby girl. There’s a special hole on your pussy between the hole where you pee and the one where you poo. It’s your vagina. A man has to put his penis inside you and orgasm like you just did in order for you to get pregnant.”

I blink. I’m trying to follow.

He steps back and shocks me by pulling the front of his loose pants down just far enough for his manhood to pop out.

I cry out, my body flinching. It’s so huge. What is he suggesting?

“Have you ever seen a man’s penis, Eden?” he asks as he palms his thick member.

I shake my head violently.

He puts it back in his pants. “Mine is fully engorged, erect, because it wants to be inside you. Inside your vagina, your pussy, Eden. It will be like that most of the time because now that I’ve found you, it can’t help itself.”

“It’s…too big.” I swallow.

“It’s not. I will be gentle with you when the time is right. I will stretch your pussy with my fingers first to help your opening get larger.”

“But my husband never did that. He had to put his uh… thing inside me for me to get pregnant?”

“Yes, Little one.”

“Did he know that?”

Papi chuckles. “Yes, he knew. I suspect he was impotent, which means he couldn’t get his penis hard. He couldn’t have sex anymore for whatever reason. He probably could when he was younger, but not later. He didn’t want the elders to know he was impotent, so he told them all the reason you weren’t pregnant was because you were barren, as though something were wrong with you instead of him.”

I think about his words and then growl. “What a… What a…” I don’t know what to call him. I’ve never used bad words in my life. The men sometimes did, but women were not allowed to.

“An asshole,” Papi says.

“Yes, that. So, I’m not barren?”

“I doubt it,” Dankin says, “but it doesn’t matter because no matter how often you have sex with Retmor, you will never get pregnant. You’re not compatible.”

I remember he told me that, but I didn’t understand at the time. I blow out a relieved breath. I don’t want any babies. Ever.

Papi kisses my cheek. “You’re so precious.”