32 female bi owned (13going on 14 years yes we live together) Sub (please don’t call me a slave, I am not a TPE person) mostly ( very little age play mostly a coping mechanism non sexual) DD/lg but some pet play a little service bottom, exploring being a switch🤷🏼♀️😅
First I would like to say been on tumblr since late 2011. This is my third blog( thanks for not being cool tumblr😂) I have met some pretty chill people on here, some long gone some who keep coming back. Some not so cool ones that have been blocked on all platforms I took them to.
That being said I don’t need a reason to block you period, but some reasons would include:
- asking for pictures! (I’m not allowed to send specialised pictures to people as per my dom, but I do have pre approved pics that I’m allowed to send when I, let me say that again when ME, MYSELF, AND I feel comfortable) with that part being said if I send you pics do not and I repeat do not BEG for more! I will never ask for pic so I don’t exspect you to, if you want to go ahead don’t have to ask, just don’t think I’ll send just because you did
- you disrespect me or my dom
- you question my dom or any of his rules in anyway.
-or you just give me a bad vibe
Doms rules:
No videos, special pictures, voice recordings, video, I can’t do tasks for you period, and I’m not allowed to play or cum with out permission. There may be more to follow.
Now turn ons and limits
I have two sets of both, online chatting and real life.
Online:
Im up for pretty much almost anything because it’s just fucking writing. Snuff and extreme gore are the two biggest turn offs but anything else I’ll say if im uncomfortable.
Real life: gonna be honest im still exploring but the limits are:
Snuff, gore (I think I would be ok with a little blood play 🤷🏼♀️), scat, anything that could seriously harm me, anything illegal (you know exstaclty what I’m talking about I’m not gonna say them 😑😑), being intoxicated in anyway (although there is something I wanna try just one time)
Adding more later.
I’m pretty much an open book I’ll chat for the most part ( if your generic and boring sorry I may not wanna talk) I’ll answer questions I’ll volunteer info about some things ask anything
Ask for
Kik, wicker, discord
Now to see if you made it all the way and know what’s expected, comment a 🦊 android users may just say fox
A retired military squad who moved to the mountains middle of nowhere.
two straight doms and two switches who are bottoms to the doms.
They kidnap a girl to be all of theirs.
They hold off as long as they can with sex stuff to get her trust treat her so nicely and care for her. When they do eventually have sex with her it’s rough semi sadistic for at least one of them. But take care of her immediately after.
Basing this off a video game can you guess which one 😅😅😅
Thinking about being tied on my knees to the headboard (legs to the footboard arms above me) so I can’t move except for little struggles and then gagged just so someone can bite all over my body, they’ll call it cuteness aggression🤷🏼♀️
You and your men pull up to mine and my fathers house, it’s falling apart and the lawn is overgrown. It hasn’t been unkept since my mother died I’ve tried my best as a young innocent 18 year old but I have no clue what I’m doing.
My father lost his mind that day. He started drinking, doing drugs, gambling. That’s what got him into the position he’s in today. 60,000 in debt with a mafia boss.
You and 3 of your 6 men walk up to the door. It’s late I know I probably shouldn’t answer but the banging fist on the door sounds urgent. I crack it open a little, that’s when your men push through with you following behind.
You crouch down to where I landed on the floor. “Sorry for the rude barging in but is Thomas home by chance sweetheart?” I nod slowly. “I…I’ll go get him?” It’s a question not a statement.
You smirk down at me and nod your head in the direction of the back of the house. “Don’t be stupid, don’t let him know we’re here. If he runs…… well let’s just say it won’t end well for you.” Holding out your hand to help me to my feet and tuck my hair behind my ear.
I sprint to his bedroom you can hear me talking to him. “Dad come eat something you’ve been drinking for 2 days with nothing to eat.” He grunts and kinda yells but not in a mean way. “I don’t need anything.”
“Dad please you need to eat I’ve made grandmas meatloaf come on.” He sighs loudly and walks out with me. When he sees you he tries to run for the back door but your men are quick. One grabs me as to not knock me down again and sits me on the counter. Jumping in to help the other two wrestle and beat my father to the ground. I let out a yelp but you’re at my side clamping your hand over my mouth so I can’t scream louder. “Don’t scream, don’t want to alert any attention sweetheart.” I nod as my tears are already flowing into your hand. “Good girl. Get him over there in the chair.”
Once he’s sitting you pick me up off the counter putting me on my feet. Directing me to sit on the couch. Then silence for a good 10-20 minutes, as you look around the living room. It’s dusty the furniture is ripped and ratty. Picture frames hang by a thread with broken frames, done by my father in a drunken rage. I’m the only clean and kept thing in the room.
You look at me looking down at the floor, shaking, crying hard sobbing silently. “Are you scared sweetheart?” You say crouching down and forcing me to look at you with a hand on my chin. I nod starring at you. “Good, you should be.” You look at my father over your shoulder. “She’s beautiful. you might be a scumbag but you produce beautiful offspring. You should be proud.” He looks at you like you’ve gone crazy. “It was a compliment, you should say thank you.” You nod at one of your men and he takes my father’s wrist and bends it back almost to the breaking point. He lets out a yell “thank you!” You nod again and he lets go.
“Now enough with this game. Where’s my money?” He’s panting cradling his wrist. “I don’t have it.” You sigh pinching the bridge of you nose. “You’ve had 2 months to put it together, which is more then I give anyone and you don’t fucking have it.” Your voice is deadly calm. Looking back at him with a look of death. “Well I hate to do this but I guess your pretty little girl will have to pay the price.” Pulling out your gun and pointing it at me I go ridged and look at you with a look of pure terror. But no noise. You can’t help but think I look like a terrified deer.
My father jumps up and yells “please no don’t kill her!” Two of your men slam him back into his chair. “Then where is my money?”
“Please I don’t have it but it’s not her fault! It’s mine. Please don’t kill her.” He starts crying like a child. You think for a minute. Putting your gun away. I let out a gasp as I shake harder.
“How about this. I’ll give you two more weeks, but she is collateral. I take her she’ll be safe and sound. I won’t hurt her. But if you fail to get my money I’ll sell her to the first twisted pervert I can find. And trust me I know a lot.”
I looks at me and then you and nods. You hold your hand out and he shakes it. Yanking him to you so your toe to toe. “This will be your last chance. I meant what I said. It’s only because I have a soft spot for innocent pretty young girls. So you should thank your daughter for looking so innocent and cute.”
You turn to me. “Go get what ever you want from your room sweetheart. I won’t be so cruel to let you go with out some kind of comfort.” Looking to one of your men. “Go with her make sure she doesn’t try to bolt.”
5 minutes later I come down with a necklace and teddy bear my mother gave me just before she died. A pair of my shoes and my coat in your hands. I look at you confused. “It’s cold out, go say goodbye to your father.” I do as you say. Then you direct me back to the couch and put my shoes on. Helping me into my coat. “Two weeks Thomas. Her innocence and life depends on it.”
Once you slide me in the car I plaster myself to the door. “I promised my mom I would take care of him.” I sniffle out.
“Dont make promises to the dying sweetheart. He’ll die either way. There is nothing of value in that house no one else will loan to him. Your screwed.” I squeak and look at you in horror. Chuckling. “don’t worry I won’t actually sell you off. Your to sweet for that. I’m going to keep you. I just want him to live with the fact that he doomed his innocent daughter for the rest of his short miserable life.” You kiss my cheek and leave me alone talking quietly with your men the whole ride to you home.
I wake up as the car comes to a stop, I’ve must of dozed off. “Welcome back to the world of the living. I’m glad you got a nap in. I have somethings that needs to be done with you. Then I’ll let you sleep some more.” I look at you rubbing my eyes. “What things?” Smirking “don’t worry about that just this second. Are you hungry? You look like you haven’t eaten in a few days.” I look at you confused. “What sweetheart?” I take a breath in. “You just basically kidnapped me, told me and my father you were gonna sell me to a pervert, then told me it was a lie and that you were gonna keep me, then told me my father was dead either way. Now you want to feed me? You held a gun to me!” You smile wide and nod. “Yea? Point? You’re my property now. I take care of my toys.” My face turns beat red. “I’m not a toy. I’m not some doll you can toy with.” My voice shaking in anger. As you scoot closer on the seat getting so close I can smell and feel your breath. “But you are sweetheart, and you better be a good little dolly or I’ll hurt you. It won’t be the fun kind of hurt either. I’ll break you till you’re begging me to toy with you. Understand.” Your voice full of threat. “You can either do what I tell you, when I tell you and live the life of a kept little princess or….. I can make your life so miserable that you’ll wish for death.” Grabbing my upper arms you squash me between you and the door, kissing me hard and deep. When you pull back I’m panting. “I’ve just decided that you’re hungry. Someone wake Magda up and tell her to make something and that she doesn’t have to get up to make breakfast in the morning since she’s being woken up in the middle of the night.” Everyone gets out of the car quickly leaving the door open for us to exit.
Later……
You’ve taken me down to the basement and sat me in what looks like an examination room. But the walk down was scary as fuck with blood covered metal doors and cement walls. But there’s two rooms connected this one and I haven’t seen the other yet. (This is for a later scene)
You sit with me taken off my coat and lay it in your lap. Your looking at it and it looks like it’s falling apart at the seems you make a mental note to get me a better one later, but it’ll be a while before you even let me outside.
We sit for what seems like forever as you stare at me and I look at my feet as I kick them. You see my shoes and make the same note as the coat. Thinking ‘what has this girls father been doing letting me run around in cloths that aren’t acceptable.’ you knew about me of course but you didn’t know I would be this beautiful and it pulls at your heart that I haven’t been taken care of at all. It almost makes you feel bad for what your gonna do to me, almost.
The doctor comes in escorted by your men. He doesn’t need to be he’s on your pay roll. You would just rather he doesn’t poke his nose in any of the other rooms unless invited, either to help heal someone so you can keep going with torture or to make sure a person is really dead.
He’s a short squeaky old man but he’s been your doc since your grandfathers days. I look at him he asks my name and shakes my hand. He then looks over to you. “So what am I doing?” You ramble off the list :
General checkup
Including a gyno exam
Birth control
My face pales as you go through the list, but my blood turns cold when you say blood work. You see it on my face I’m about to try and run. You stand and come toward me. I try to scoot away on the table but you catch me holding me in place. “One second doc.” He nods and starts pulling stuff out as you stare me down. Talking low enough that only I can hear.
“Behave sweetheart this is just a check up nothing more. Do I have to sit behind you and hold you still?” I look up at up at you almost in tears. “Why do we have to do this? I don’t like needles. Why do I have ti be on birth control?” I start to struggle a little as you grab my wrists holding me in place. “When was the last time you actually went to a doctor for yourself?” When I look away you nod. “That’s what I thought. Told you I will take care of you. Even if you’re not behaving.”
Tossing the coat in the chair, you climb in behind me on the table your legs bracketing mine. “Go ahead doc. Well do the general check up and blood work today, I’ll need you to come back tomorrow night to do the gyno. I think it’ll be too much for her. She’s exhausted.” I feel your hands brush my hair off my shoulders. “ be a good girl for doc now.” I nod as he starts. Lifting my shirt so he can check what he needs to check. But then it comes time for the blood and I whimper shaking my head no. You sigh and tisk wrapping your arms around me holding me in place, your hands on my wrists holding my arms out to doc. He brings the light over so we can see what arm he wants to use. He shakes his head and looks at you. “I’m gonna need to use her hand. She’s dehydrated I can’t see any veins.” You flip my hands over so he can look. Picking one he wipes the alcohol on and pushes my face away so I’m not looking. “Don’t look honey. It’ll be easier that way. I’ll make it as painless as I can.” I whimper screwing my eyes shut holding my breath. You smirk watching me. I let out a mewl when the needle goes in. You shush me. “Well have to work on your pain tolerance sweetheart.” I don’t answer as doc fills the last of 3 viles. Pulling the needle out putting a bandaid on the prick. “Hold on a sec.” He reaches into the bag he brought with him and hands you a bottle with tabs in it. “Her blood was moving slow I want her to have at least 3 cups of water and put one of those in with each. Shes actually more dehydrated then I thought. I’ll bring the blood results tomorrow when I come. I’m running everything?” You nod rubbing my back as I shake looking like I’m about to pass out. Muttering a thank you to him. We sit in silence I don’t even realise the doctor left when you finally speak. “You really don’t like them do you?”
“When my mom got sick I watched her get pricked so many times I hated it.”
“Well you’re gonna have to get used to it. You’re gonna be having regular check ups from now on. Doc is good though. Now come on time for you to meet Magda.”
When you sit me at the table(you had to carry me because I was so shaky on my feet) in the kitchen my stomach growls so loud I turn red with embarrassment. You chuckle pushing my seat in. Some of the men are sitting at the island talking. I see an older woman bustling around. You walk up to her and give her a kiss on the cheek. “I’m sorry I woke you up Magda. Just needed something ready for when I came back up.” She looks at you annoyed but it quickly turns to a happy expression. “You know I love you.” Her accent is thick. I can’t place it. I watch the two of you interact. “This is Magda. You’ll be spending some time with her. She was my nanny when I was a boy and just kinda stuck around when I grew up. Anything you want to eat or anything like that she can make. Any special foods or snacks, let her know she does the shopping.” She gives me a warm smile and places a bowl in front of me. “Eat dear.” I eat about 10 bites of whatever she made. Looking at you. Looking at me for a beat and then you nod. “Well work on your appetite to.”
“I don’t eat much.”
“I’m assuming that because you didn’t have much to eat.”
Looking away from you.
“Magda you don’t have to get up and make breakfast no one will be up for that, but can you please make lunch?”
“Of course! That’s what you pay me for silly boy.”
You order the men to give Magda a break and clean the kitchen up so she can go back to sleep. She walks off after kissing your cheek and ruffling your hair. “You and I will talk later by the way.” she says to you with a stern look. You roll your eyes as she walks off.
I yawn again. “Come we need to get you to bed.” I look up at you as you stand. Pouring a glass of water, motioning for me to follow you. You lead me upstairs to a room my teddy bear and necklece are sitting on the bed. You show me the bathroom and sit me down on the bed. “We’ll talk about toiletries and cloths tomorrow. This is your room for at least tonight we’ll talk about other arrangements tomorrow as well. I’m going to lock you in here. Till I’m sure you won’t run. Men and dogs patrol the grounds, dont think about the windows.”
I nod looking down at the carpet.
You lift my face forcing me to look at you. “Remember what I’ve said. behave and I’ll treat you like the most pampered little princess in the world, don’t and it’ll be your undoing.”
I nod.
“Yes sir.” You correct.
“Yes sir.” I whisper as a tear rolls down my cheek.
“Good girl. Get some sleep I’ll come get you tomorrow, I have paper work to do.” You drop a tablet the doc gave you in the water. “I want that gone by the time I come to get you.”
You and your men pull up to mine and my fathers house, it’s falling apart and the lawn is overgrown. It hasn’t been unkept since my mother died I’ve tried my best as a young innocent 18 year old but I have no clue what I’m doing.
My father lost his mind that day. He started drinking, doing drugs, gambling. That’s what got him into the position he’s in today. 60,000 in debt with a mafia boss.
You and 3 of your 6 men walk up to the door. It’s late I know I probably shouldn’t answer but the banging fist on the door sounds urgent. I crack it open a little, that’s when your men push through with you following behind.
You crouch down to where I landed on the floor. “Sorry for the rude barging in but is Thomas home by chance sweetheart?” I nod slowly. “I…I’ll go get him?” It’s a question not a statement.
You smirk down at me and nod your head in the direction of the back of the house. “Don’t be stupid, don’t let him know we’re here. If he runs…… well let’s just say it won’t end well for you.” Holding out your hand to help me to my feet and tuck my hair behind my ear.
I sprint to his bedroom you can hear me talking to him. “Dad come eat something you’ve been drinking for 2 days with nothing to eat.” He grunts and kinda yells but not in a mean way. “I don’t need anything.”
“Dad please you need to eat I’ve made grandmas meatloaf come on.” He sighs loudly and walks out with me. When he sees you he tries to run for the back door but your men are quick. One grabs me as to not knock me down again and sits me on the counter. Jumping in to help the other two wrestle and beat my father to the ground. I let out a yelp but you’re at my side clamping your hand over my mouth so I can’t scream louder. “Don’t scream, don’t want to alert any attention sweetheart.” I nod as my tears are already flowing into your hand. “Good girl. Get him over there in the chair.”
Once he’s sitting you pick me up off the counter putting me on my feet. Directing me to sit on the couch. Then silence for a good 10-20 minutes, as you look around the living room. It’s dusty the furniture is ripped and ratty. Picture frames hang by a thread with broken frames, done by my father in a drunken rage. I’m the only clean and kept thing in the room.
You look at me looking down at the floor, shaking, crying hard sobbing silently. “Are you scared sweetheart?” You say crouching down and forcing me to look at you with a hand on my chin. I nod starring at you. “Good, you should be.” You look at my father over your shoulder. “She’s beautiful. you might be a scumbag but you produce beautiful offspring. You should be proud.” He looks at you like you’ve gone crazy. “It was a compliment, you should say thank you.” You nod at one of your men and he takes my father’s wrist and bends it back almost to the breaking point. He lets out a yell “thank you!” You nod again and he lets go.
“Now enough with this game. Where’s my money?” He’s panting cradling his wrist. “I don’t have it.” You sigh pinching the bridge of you nose. “You’ve had 2 months to put it together, which is more then I give anyone and you don’t fucking have it.” Your voice is deadly calm. Looking back at him with a look of death. “Well I hate to do this but I guess your pretty little girl will have to pay the price.” Pulling out your gun and pointing it at me I go ridged and look at you with a look of pure terror. But no noise. You can’t help but think I look like a terrified deer.
My father jumps up and yells “please no don’t kill her!” Two of your men slam him back into his chair. “Then where is my money?”
“Please I don’t have it but it’s not her fault! It’s mine. Please don’t kill her.” He starts crying like a child. You think for a minute. Putting your gun away. I let out a gasp as I shake harder.
“How about this. I’ll give you two more weeks, but she is collateral. I take her she’ll be safe and sound. I won’t hurt her. But if you fail to get my money I’ll sell her to the first twisted pervert I can find. And trust me I know a lot.”
I looks at me and then you and nods. You hold your hand out and he shakes it. Yanking him to you so your toe to toe. “This will be your last chance. I meant what I said. It’s only because I have a soft spot for innocent pretty young girls. So you should thank your daughter for looking so innocent and cute.”
You turn to me. “Go get what ever you want from your room sweetheart. I won’t be so cruel to let you go with out some kind of comfort.” Looking to one of your men. “Go with her make sure she doesn’t try to bolt.”
5 minutes later I come down with a necklace and teddy bear my mother gave me just before she died. A pair of my shoes and my coat in your hands. I look at you confused. “It’s cold out, go say goodbye to your father.” I do as you say. Then you direct me back to the couch and put my shoes on. Helping me into my coat. “Two weeks Thomas. Her innocence and life depends on it.”
Once you slide me in the car I plaster myself to the door. “I promised my mom I would take care of him.” I sniffle out.
“Dont make promises to the dying sweetheart. He’ll die either way. There is nothing of value in that house no one else will loan to him. Your screwed.” I squeak and look at you in horror. Chuckling. “don’t worry I won’t actually sell you off. Your to sweet for that. I’m going to keep you. I just want him to live with the fact that he doomed his innocent daughter for the rest of his short miserable life.” You kiss my cheek and leave me alone talking quietly with your men the whole ride to you home.
I wake up as the car comes to a stop, I’ve must of dozed off. “Welcome back to the world of the living. I’m glad you got a nap in. I have somethings that needs to be done with you. Then I’ll let you sleep some more.” I look at you rubbing my eyes. “What things?” Smirking “don’t worry about that just this second. Are you hungry? You look like you haven’t eaten in a few days.” I look at you confused. “What sweetheart?” I take a breath in. “You just basically kidnapped me, told me and my father you were gonna sell me to a pervert, then told me it was a lie and that you were gonna keep me, then told me my father was dead either way. Now you want to feed me? You held a gun to me!” You smile wide and nod. “Yea? Point? You’re my property now. I take care of my toys.” My face turns beat red. “I’m not a toy. I’m not some doll you can toy with.” My voice shaking in anger. As you scoot closer on the seat getting so close I can smell and feel your breath. “But you are sweetheart, and you better be a good little dolly or I’ll hurt you. It won’t be the fun kind of hurt either. I’ll break you till you’re begging me to toy with you. Understand.” Your voice full of threat. “You can either do what I tell you, when I tell you and live the life of a kept little princess or….. I can make your life so miserable that you’ll wish for death.” Grabbing my upper arms you squash me between you and the door, kissing me hard and deep. When you pull back I’m panting. “I’ve just decided that you’re hungry. Someone wake Magda up and tell her to make something and that she doesn’t have to get up to make breakfast in the morning since she’s being woken up in the middle of the night.” Everyone gets out of the car quickly leaving the door open for us to exit.
Later……
You’ve taken me down to the basement and sat me in what looks like an examination room. But the walk down was scary as fuck with blood covered metal doors and cement walls. But there’s two rooms connected this one and I haven’t seen the other yet. (This is for a later scene)
You sit with me taken off my coat and lay it in your lap. Your looking at it and it looks like it’s falling apart at the seems you make a mental note to get me a better one later, but it’ll be a while before you even let me outside.
We sit for what seems like forever as you stare at me and I look at my feet as I kick them. You see my shoes and make the same note as the coat. Thinking ‘what has this girls father been doing letting me run around in cloths that aren’t acceptable.’ you knew about me of course but you didn’t know I would be this beautiful and it pulls at your heart that I haven’t been taken care of at all. It almost makes you feel bad for what your gonna do to me, almost.
The doctor comes in escorted by your men. He doesn’t need to be he’s on your pay roll. You would just rather he doesn’t poke his nose in any of the other rooms unless invited, either to help heal someone so you can keep going with torture or to make sure a person is really dead.
He’s a short squeaky old man but he’s been your doc since your grandfathers days. I look at him he asks my name and shakes my hand. He then looks over to you. “So what am I doing?” You ramble off the list :
General checkup
Including a gyno exam
Birth control
My face pales as you go through the list, but my blood turns cold when you say blood work. You see it on my face I’m about to try and run. You stand and come toward me. I try to scoot away on the table but you catch me holding me in place. “One second doc.” He nods and starts pulling stuff out as you stare me down. Talking low enough that only I can hear.
“Behave sweetheart this is just a check up nothing more. Do I have to sit behind you and hold you still?” I look up at up at you almost in tears. “Why do we have to do this? I don’t like needles. Why do I have ti be on birth control?” I start to struggle a little as you grab my wrists holding me in place. “When was the last time you actually went to a doctor for yourself?” When I look away you nod. “That’s what I thought. Told you I will take care of you. Even if you’re not behaving.”
Tossing the coat in the chair, you climb in behind me on the table your legs bracketing mine. “Go ahead doc. Well do the general check up and blood work today, I’ll need you to come back tomorrow night to do the gyno. I think it’ll be too much for her. She’s exhausted.” I feel your hands brush my hair off my shoulders. “ be a good girl for doc now.” I nod as he starts. Lifting my shirt so he can check what he needs to check. But then it comes time for the blood and I whimper shaking my head no. You sigh and tisk wrapping your arms around me holding me in place, your hands on my wrists holding my arms out to doc. He brings the light over so we can see what arm he wants to use. He shakes his head and looks at you. “I’m gonna need to use her hand. She’s dehydrated I can’t see any veins.” You flip my hands over so he can look. Picking one he wipes the alcohol on and pushes my face away so I’m not looking. “Don’t look honey. It’ll be easier that way. I’ll make it as painless as I can.” I whimper screwing my eyes shut holding my breath. You smirk watching me. I let out a mewl when the needle goes in. You shush me. “Well have to work on your pain tolerance sweetheart.” I don’t answer as doc fills the last of 3 viles. Pulling the needle out putting a bandaid on the prick. “Hold on a sec.” He reaches into the bag he brought with him and hands you a bottle with tabs in it. “Her blood was moving slow I want her to have at least 3 cups of water and put one of those in with each. Shes actually more dehydrated then I thought. I’ll bring the blood results tomorrow when I come. I’m running everything?” You nod rubbing my back as I shake looking like I’m about to pass out. Muttering a thank you to him. We sit in silence I don’t even realise the doctor left when you finally speak. “You really don’t like them do you?”
“When my mom got sick I watched her get pricked so many times I hated it.”
“Well you’re gonna have to get used to it. You’re gonna be having regular check ups from now on. Doc is good though. Now come on time for you to meet Magda.”
When you sit me at the table(you had to carry me because I was so shaky on my feet) in the kitchen my stomach growls so loud I turn red with embarrassment. You chuckle pushing my seat in. Some of the men are sitting at the island talking. I see an older woman bustling around. You walk up to her and give her a kiss on the cheek. “I’m sorry I woke you up Magda. Just needed something ready for when I came back up.” She looks at you annoyed but it quickly turns to a happy expression. “You know I love you.” Her accent is thick. I can’t place it. I watch the two of you interact. “This is Magda. You’ll be spending some time with her. She was my nanny when I was a boy and just kinda stuck around when I grew up. Anything you want to eat or anything like that she can make. Any special foods or snacks, let her know she does the shopping.” She gives me a warm smile and places a bowl in front of me. “Eat dear.” I eat about 10 bites of whatever she made. Looking at you. Looking at me for a beat and then you nod. “Well work on your appetite to.”
“I don’t eat much.”
“I’m assuming that because you didn’t have much to eat.”
Looking away from you.
“Magda you don’t have to get up and make breakfast no one will be up for that, but can you please make lunch?”
“Of course! That’s what you pay me for silly boy.”
You order the men to give Magda a break and clean the kitchen up so she can go back to sleep. She walks off after kissing your cheek and ruffling your hair. “You and I will talk later by the way.” she says to you with a stern look. You roll your eyes as she walks off.
I yawn again. “Come we need to get you to bed.” I look up at you as you stand. Pouring a glass of water, motioning for me to follow you. You lead me upstairs to a room my teddy bear and necklece are sitting on the bed. You show me the bathroom and sit me down on the bed. “We’ll talk about toiletries and cloths tomorrow. This is your room for at least tonight we’ll talk about other arrangements tomorrow as well. I’m going to lock you in here. Till I’m sure you won’t run. Men and dogs patrol the grounds, dont think about the windows.”
I nod looking down at the carpet.
You lift my face forcing me to look at you. “Remember what I’ve said. behave and I’ll treat you like the most pampered little princess in the world, don’t and it’ll be your undoing.”
I nod.
“Yes sir.” You correct.
“Yes sir.” I whisper as a tear rolls down my cheek.
“Good girl. Get some sleep I’ll come get you tomorrow, I have paper work to do.” You drop a tablet the doc gave you in the water. “I want that gone by the time I come to get you.”
