The Rise of the Red Queen

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Six months ago the process started for me to take power. The thing is it wasn't me. It was them. They took the power from my great grandfathers. Andre took over the Costa Mafia while Jasper was handed the Ricci Mafia. My dominants and great grandfathers agreed that me publicly taking over would cause problems. It's not that I disagreed because I didn't. Who wouldn't think less if a 4'8 girl who weighs 90 pounds was the head of not one but two of the most powerful Mafia's. Then the combination of la Familia, the cartel, the Ricci mafia, and the Costa mafia paints a huge target as well. So with all that in mind I was put a side of them for my protection as my dominants said. My grandfathers had agreed it was for protection as
well but I saw through the lie. They didn't like me. I can't blame them they didn't like the challenge I presented or the fact that I won.

Unfortunately, for me, my dominants really are doing this for my protection. I respect them enough to go along with it knowing they will always concede the control to me if I demand it. That is something my grandfathers don't quite know. I'll listen and be a good girl do as I'm told by my six dominants but it's really me with the power. The discussions over dinner in the glass house the weekend after my graduation was when I asked for all the information they could tell me about my great grandfathers. It was then I realized they would fight it if I was the face of their families. I put it to my dominants then that it would be better if they took the Mafia's over. However, if and when I wanted I'd take control by saying red in Russian.

I was to be referred to as the princess by everyone in the three mafia's and the cartel. The promised heir was named as my "mother" to everyone. The people in my grandfathers' entourage that day were sworn to secrecy sealed with my grandfathers blood. If broken the debt to be paid with their life. Sadly that meant our relationship was hidden once again even in our own home. My collar was removed instead I have a chain style charm bracelet. It's made of platinum with a heart for Andrew, a kitty for Gabriel, a babydoll for Mark, a crown to represent me, an angel for Darius, a teddy bear for Jasper, and is held together by a lock containing a tracking device for Andre. I still called them by their titles for the most part. I couldn't refer to them as owner, maker, or tamer anywhere but our private floors. The Ricci and Costa Mafia's believe that their heir hides in the private floors due to medical conditions which is why her lover's are the figure heads for the Mafia's. My great grandfathers both assigned two of their most trusted men each as guards for me. My guards don't even know the full truth that I am the heir or my real relationship with my dominants.

I have to play my part as a child and have a tutors come to keep the facade. It's fine by me because I am learning more languages. I had suggested that my dominants learn Russian with me and they did learn some given it's a difficult language to learn and not many learn it for fun. The hard part of that was finding a tutor who spoke Russian. In the end, we had someone from Russia come for a couple months and I took a page from my grandparents book fully immersing myself in the Russian language from tv, to music, to talking nonstop to the tutor, and being corrected endless times. I can't say it was easy but I got the hang of it. To the rest of the household I had given up and can only say a few words now before I got my way and got a new tutor. The tiring aspect of all this is I can't give or get the attention I want.

Theodore is in charge of my guards and their schedule most of which isn't really needed as I don't get to leave the house much. The fun part about this is Theodore is still smart and listens to me. So when I said Santiago and Felipe needed to be in my tutoring sessions with me during the time the Russian tutor was here I also had an tutor come to teach them Italian. They complained about it to Mark but he didn't think it was a bad idea given all the Italian spoke around the house. So to mine and Theodore's amusement they took it seriously and learned the language. The flip side of this was that Andre made Theodore learn Spanish as well but he was taught by Santiago and Felipe who enjoyed the payback of it. I learned German as well from tutors at a relaxed pace. While Sofia taught me some French over the phone when we talked but I am no where near capable of a conversation in it yet. Darius suggested that the next tutor be one for French to start after the new year.

There is a ball to go on for the mafia heads from around  the world soon. It is being held by us as a part of the Ricci's tradition for the midst of December. The front of it is a charity ball with powerful people invited from around the world. I'll give it some credibility as money is actually raised and donated to a different charity each year. This year's charity is sexual abuse survivors that was a decision made by me. Another decision by me was the fact that the ball wouldn't be held in Italy but here in Seattle and I would be attending as well. That wasn't too liked but they were okay once I said I would play my part as a child there still. Theodore was immediately tasked with making sure I'd be safe as my dominants knew they would be watched like they were under a microscope given the news has spread of alliance between them and new found bloodline of the mafias.

This all leads us to now as I am in a booster seat in the back of the vehicle with Mark and Darius upfront and Andrew sitting beside me. The excitement I have for going shopping was incredibly shocking as I'm still waiting for us to arrive at the dress store. The excitement soon faded completely shortly after we arrived and they had went to the kids section each grabbing at least four dresses. I was made to try every one of them on but I knew better than to complain if I did Mark would still spank me in public. When they finally announced that we were done after the twenty-fifth dress Andrew came in the dressing room with me. I didn't question it as he helped me out of the dress. It was when he whispered in my ear "You were such a good girl little one. Dada Lion said you should be rewarded." Then Andrew covered my mouth with his hand as his other hand worked down my body into my pull-up down before playing with my clit until I came. Andrew then got me dressed as I came down from my orgasm.

Once we left the dressing room Darius picked me up into his arms holding me on his hip as Mark paid. "Did you have fun little angel?" Darius questioned while we waited. "Yes Papi and thank you Dada" I said in response fully knowing he wasn't talking about the shopping. "Anything for our doll" Mark responded leaving me blushing lightly thinking about all the ways sneaking around could be fun like this if I was always given this much attention. Mark was handed a sealed garment bag and it was then that I realized I had no clue what they actually picked. I was left to question it but was never given an answer as we got into the car. "Now what are we doing?" I asked. "Going home doll" came Mark's short reply. I was upset but I didn't say anything to contradict his plan. I just stared out the window until I fell asleep.

I woke up at home alone in our private living room. I searched the private floors hoping to find at least one of my dominants but came up empty.  So I went to what they call my big girl room on the fifth floor.  It's styled elegantly with golden accents throughout the dusty rose colored room. There is a queen-sized bed with a sheer pink canopy surrounding it, piano, my cello, desk, and bookshelves. The walk-in closet is filled with clothes and shoes that Mark, Darius, and Andrew picked out. At the center is a vanity equipped with all the stuff to style your hair possible and some light makeup, mainly mascara and cherry lip balm. The bathroom is just as lavish with a jacuzzi  tub, a separate large rainfall shower, double sinks with lots of empty counter space. They gave me the rest fifth floor all of them share the main bedroom on this floor that has the adult playroom and my nursery connected to it which is barely used. I sat on the chair with my cello between my legs trying to get out of my own head but try as I might I can't. After giving up I looked at the time seeing it was almost nine at night I went downstairs to our private kitchen and pulled out my medicines from the cupboard after bringing a chair over to climb on. I left the used medicine cups on the counter next to each bottle of my medicine so they would know I took them all before going back to my big girl room and going to bed for the night. Maybe tomorrow I'd see them more, I hoped.