Headmistress Help!

Chapter 6

Emerald green eyes watched as Eleanor sat not in the chair she had been offered, but rather on the floor. She had been sitting in the chair, but she didn't want to sit in the chair and therefore threw herself onto the floor, where Elisabeth had let her stay. A small smile tugged on the corners of the older woman's lips as she watched closely, Eleanor spotting the blanket and dummy that Elisabeth had strategically placed in the room, moving towards it. Her hands grabbed the blanket and she pulled it around herself, wrapping it like a cloak about her body and then covering the top of her head with it, before she picked up the dummy that had a Tatty Teddy printed on it, clumsily sliding it into her mouth. Slowly, Elisabeth stood from her office chair and walked around Eleanor's form, crouching down in front of the girl. She observed the far away look that suddenly crossed Eleanor's eyes, and smiled softly when grabby hands were made in her direction. She ignored the action, and instead spoke. "Use your words, little one," she said gently and Eleanor shook her head, whining instead. Elisabeth shrugged her shoulders, "Honey if I don't know what you want I can't give it to you, can I?" She asked, even though she knew full well what Eleanor wanted from her. Eleanor shook her head. "So are we going to be a good girl and use our words?" 

"Uppies," Eleanor mumbled around the dummy.

"What was that?" Elisabeth questioned, tilting her head slightly.

"U-uppies," Eleanor stammered, but this time she didn't mumble and Elisabeth conceded, moving forward and lifting Eleanor up into her arms with ease.

"Now isn't this new," Elisabeth commented as she went and sat down in one of her armchairs. "Normally we don't do the touching, do we?" She asked and Eleanor nodded.

"No like touchy," Eleanor said quietly.

"Is that just big girl you who doesn't like the touching or does little girl you not like it either?"

"Jus big," Eleanor replied, before her eyes zeroed in on Elisabeth's necklace, which she picked up and started to play with. "Pwetty," she mumbled, before starting to suck on the dummy.

"Eleanor, can you focus on me for a moment?" Elisabeth asked and Eleanor continued to fiddle with the pretty chain. "Sweetie?" Elisabeth pressed and still with no response, she took Eleanor's hands away from her necklace and held them tightly. Eleanor let out a whine and the dummy fell from her mouth, landing on Elisabeth as her bottom lip dropped. "You can play with it in a minute, my dear. For now, we need to have a little talk."

"B-buh I wants to pway," Eleanor's voice shook and Elisabeth sighed.

"I'll make you a deal," She said softly. "We talk. And after we talk, you can play with my necklace as much as you want to, yes?"

"Otay," Eleanor replied sadly.

"Good girl. Now," Elisabeth began and Eleanor watched her. "I understand that when you become little in here," she lifted her right hand, which still held Eleanor's left, and gently tapped Eleanor's head. "You need someone to take care of you. Because you don't want to be alone, and you don't want to be put in the isolation room all the time, do you?"

"Nu huh!" Eleanor pouted and Elisabeth smiled at her.

"So, I know what you are and I know how to help you when you're little," Elisabeth said calmly and Eleanor's eyes lit up.

"You be Mummy?" She questioned and Elisabeth's eyes widened a little. She didn't think Eleanor knew anything about what was happening to her.

"Yes, sweetie. I am a Mummy Domme. Whether or not I become your Mummy Domme depends on a few things. I am willing to take care of you during your time here," she spoke slowly and Eleanor practically bounced on her lap, squealing. "But!" Elisabeth spoke loud and clear and Eleanor stopped and looked at her. "As much as I am technically only a stand in, you still listen to me as if I was your full time caregiver, understand?" She said firmly and Eleanor nodded before pointing at herself.