Telmont, your average over worked CEO who spends most of her time at work or home and loves to find her peace at the one place she can truly be herself, The DollHouse.
Telmont has a thing for control, but would hardly call herself a Dom. She can't s...
The house had been quiet and Trixie was taking on the task of making her own bottle. She was teetering and would honestly kill for Vanti Iced Chai Tea Latte, but like, in a bottle. She smiled at the thought and suddenly lost interest in pouring the milk into the bottle.
"Hey, Trixie right?"
She Jumped at the unfamiliar Voice. And watched from the floor with ingredients for a mess surrounding her.
"I'm Parker, remember me?" He asked. His voice was deep and he was tall but young, not as Tall as Monty. He had a bit of facial hair and a was hard, yet thin with lean muscle.
She vaguely remembered him, she hadn't really been in the best state of mind to retain information when she heard Monty's voice. She'd thought it was dream until she sat up in their new, cold bed.
But she she nodded her head at his question and watch carefully as he stepped forward, squatting down to her level.
*Trixie*
"Would you like some help, I don't think your supposed to be doing this alone?" He asked with a small smile. I shook my head though.
"I don't want it anymore," I folded my arms and frowned. He laughed a bit and stood up taking the full Gallon of milk with him. I notice then that he was in shorts and a tank top. Like he was going to workout.
"I'm supposed to watch you today while Monty and Greg are out doing stuff but I also need to get my gym time in so I can catch up on homework tonight," I nodded, it wasn't uncommon for them to do work on a Sunday. I stood up understanding my role, grabbed his hand and pulled him into the bed room flipping on the lights. He followed me to the closet and I waited for him to do the thing.
But he didn't he just stared at me, "am I supposed to do something?" He asked looking back at all of me and Monty's clothes.
I nodded pointing to my side, it was so pretty, Greg helped me pit everything up to make me feel better when we got home. I pressed my pacifier into my mouth and sat down on the floor. Standing is so hard sometimes. I was in my pajamas we go outside in Pajamas, Monty said so.
"Am I supposed to get you clothes?" He asked as his eyebrows shot up in surprise. I giggled and nodded. He smiled and walked through all the colors he grabbed a few things I couldn't see and kept going. I laid down the floor playing with my soft piggy on my pacifier.
"Okay," he came out out of breath a bit and took the stuff to the bed I got up and followed him.
"You can put your own clothes on right?" I nodded and he turned around and went back into the closet. It didn't take much the outfit was and it had on pretty fast. He grabbed a few things when he came out and when he finally came back to the bed he dropped everything. There was my back pack a pacifier and wipes and socks and shoes, and some bows. He handed me the socks and and I sat on the floor to pull them in as he opened my bad and started to fill it up. I was so focused on my shoes and that I didn't notice was he'd clipped my pacifier to me until I stood up and it was dangling down.
I instantly pushed It into my mouth and he took my hand and lead me into the bathroom when he grabbed the pink brush and pulled my ponies out.
I watched him in the mirror as he stared at my hair for a bit, and nodded putting the bows in the sink.
"I've always wanted a little sister, so this is going to be really fast. I've seen a bunch of girls at school wear their hair like this," he said softly. I watched him focus on the brushing parting and finally clipping the bows in.
He stood back with a small smile, "do you like it?"
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