The Rise of the Red Queen

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I woke up in my nursery off the master bedroom seeing Andre picking out my clothes for the day before coming over to the crib. "Good morning sweetheart. Daddy is going to get you bathed and dressed for the day." Andre stated as he picked me up out of the crib. I didn't acknowledge him instead just latching onto his neck once I was fully in his arms. "Sweetheart let go of Daddy's neck," Andre ordered once we were in the bathroom. I reluctantly let go of him. He stripped me quickly before bathing me while I kept trying to lick him. He got me dried off and dressed in a pull-up, pink sweater, white knee high socks, and black sweatpants. Andre picked me up once more carrying me downstairs to the kitchen where Jasper was with Mark. I kept myself busy licking at Andre's neck ignoring everything else. My hair was grabbed gaining my attention as my head was directed so I could see Jasper. I leaned towards him and the hold on my body switched over from one dominant to another easily. 

Now nestled in Jasper's arms I kept busy licking his neck. I released a whimper when I was set on the floor on my butt. A bowl was placed on the floor a few feet in front of me shortly after. Curious of what it was I inched forward crawling over to it to investigate it. As I had reached the first bowl a second bowl was placed down beside it. In the first bowl was small balls made of oats and chocolate chips. The second bowl was of milk. I slowly leaned down to the first bowl getting one of the balls to try as my mouth erupted with the flavors of chocolate and peanut butter. I ate a couple of the balls of peanut buttery chocolate goodness before lapping up the milk for a few minutes. I repeated this process a couple more times before I crawled to Mark's feet biting at his pants legs. "Good morning doll. Are you our little kitten now?" Mark asked reaching down towards me. I quickly crawled away from him towards the exit of the kitchen. At the doorway I stopped to look back at him. I whimpered out when he didn't follow me like I wanted. I crawled back over to the three men who's eyes have never left me biting onto Mark's pant leg once more tugging it with me while crawling back. "Okay little kitten I'm coming." Mark said as he took a step towards me. I crawled off leading him away from the others.

At the bottom of the stairs I stopped crawling. Standing up I silently walked up the stairs. Continuing to my desired destination without ever speaking. I opened the door to the adult playroom. I entered the room a few feet before sinking to my knees with my head bowed. I waited silently for Mark to make heads or tails of my actions. I purposely singled him out this morning once I slipped from kitty space. I used kitty space to my advantage because I usually just cuddle with one of them and nap curled up on them most of the time. "Doll?" Mark questioned as he came to stand in front of me using his hand to tilt my head up to face him. "Why are we in here?" Mark questioned further. "You've touched me last in anger and have caused pain. Now I want you to fix that. I want you to use me out of love. I want you to show me all the ways pain is pleasure. I want you to push me to my limits. I need you to make me use our safe words repeatedly. I need you to care for me afterwards. I need you to understand that I'm perfectly fine with the pain as long as it's consensual. I need us to bring out the best of each other in the worst ways. Please Maker. Please lock the door and have your wicked way with me Maker please." I whimpered at the end begging him but I truly needed to reestablish our trust. The trust between sadist and masochist is greater than that of others because you literally crave them to hurt you in ways others find absolutely abhorrent. The trust between us is crucial. I need him to show me he can read my body and make me squirm for all the wrong reasons in all the right ways. I know I've missed the pain only he can cause. While the other five like to cause me pain to varying degrees they get off on the control and trust mainly. He is the only one who gets off on the pain he's causing for what it is, pain. I saw in his eyes the moment everything I said registered fully. His eyes gleaming with great promise as his lips stretched in a evil smirk that most would fear. I couldn't help but feel excited by the sinister look on his face.