Hello everyone,
Happy Sunday! It has been a crazy week for me, but I wanted to say that I greatly appreciate all the reviews and PM's about this story. It's been received with much more acceptance, than I could have hoped for. Thank you all for making me smile! :) Just below are the major points that need to be expressed. If you know this section well, then you can jump down to the Warnings: & Need to Know: sections below.
~ THIS STORY IS NOT SEXUAL AGE PLAY! The girls are NOT little girls. They are NOT little girls. You can act young without being a little one. I work with twenty seven year old women who have three year old tantrums, on a regular daily basis, because they didn't get their way. They whine and complain and literally throw a tantrum. The girls in this story DO NOT go into a different mind set, they just act like younger girls and in this case, it's only when they need comfort. So let's go with the statement that sex or sexual games will not be used for comfort. I know this isn't making sense, but I don't know how to phrase it any other way.
~ NONE of the girls will have sex with Will or Shelby. The training they have, may result in them having orgasm, but they are NOT HAVING SEX with their Master or Mistress, BECAUSE they call them Mama and Daddy at times. Again, NO SEX between, the pets and the Master/Mistress. Any sex the pets have will be with each other or other members of the circle. Any sex Will and Shelby have, for this story, will be with each other. For this story, Sex is defined as Consensual meeting of genitalia between two people.
~ THIS STORY IS A/U. Rachel is NOT Shelby's daughter. Again, Rachel is NOT Shelby's child. I WILL put this up in the warnings when the two of them start interacting more. She WILL eventually call her Mama, as the other girls do now, but it's a term of endearment/safety, NOT BECAUSE it's her true mother. Rachel is NOT Shelby's biological child.
~ The four girls did NOT go to school together. Quinn, Brittany, and Santana came to know each other and form a tight trio approximately a year ago. Rachel will be added to their little trio as the story goes on.
~ For this story, sexual orientation doesn't matter. Sex is just sex, the story is more about the lifestyle and the relations between the Masters/Mistresses and their pets, and not at all about who they're having sex with.
Need to Know:
~ This story started on a Thursday Evening. It is currently Sunday evening of that same week.
~ Flashbacks are in Italics
Warnings:
~ Use of suppositories.
~ This is a repeat reminder. Parental terms are used for affection! EVERYTHING occurring between characters happens with 100% consent from both parties!
~ Remember...Rachel is NOT Shelby's biological daughter! This story is very A/U
~ I feel legally bound to say this... DO NOT TRY BEER ENEMAS! They really are dangerous!
Again, if you have any questions at all, please PM me so I can explain anything you don't understand.
Thanks for reading.
Be well friends
Dinner finished and Quinn stood up and carefully moved her way to Will's lap and took a seat. When Quinn didn't feel well, she went to her Sir, or Daddy, depending on her mood. Something about him made her feel safe and protected. She knew how much he loved all of them, but when she was sick, and he held her, it felt as though she was the only person in the world he cared about and being the soul reason for his attention, made her feel warm and fuzzy inside. "Quinnie baby, how are you feeling in general?" Terri asked and Quinn shrugged.
Brittany shifted in her seat and snuggled into Shelby's side, while Santana did the same with Terri. "She just doesn't want to take her medicine," Brittany said.
"I offered to take a blank at the same time," Santana announced.
"I think that's very kind of you Sanny and Quinnie, I think you should say yes to her offer honey. I know it isn't the best situation, but the meds I had you on originally were messing with other hormones. These won't do that, and you'll have to take less of it. The muscle tissues in that part of your body are much more delicate and permeable. It'll act faster and you'll feel better a lot sooner," Terri explained.
Brittany smiled and raised her hand. "We're home baby, it's okay, you can speak freely," Shelby told her kindly.
"When I was in my first year of college, before I dropped out, there was one party and this girl had a beer enema. She was completely trashed in minutes," Brittany said.
"And if I find out any of you girls try anything like that at a party, I will come spank you all myself," Terri said sternly. "That is one of the most dangerous things you can do and that girl is lucky she didn't do any serious damage to her body," Terri lectured.
"Daddy, do I have to take it this way?" Quinn asked softly, sounding very young and innocent. Shelby rolled her eyes slightly. She knew Quinn was doing it on purpose. All her girls did that. When they were sick, they wanted Daddy, because usually Daddy wouldn't force them to do whatever it was that was being asked of them.
"I know you don't want to sweetheart, but I really think it'll help you and Sanny said she'd help you. You don't have to do it alone baby," he said and she pouted heavily but nodded her agreement.
"Alright, how about you girls all go get ready for bed; showers, pajamas, we'll have an early movie night," Shelby said.
"My turn to pick!" Santana said.
"No it isn't!" Brittany countered quickly.
"Yes it is!" Santana whined and just like that they went from nineteen year old girls who were acting only slightly younger, to nineteen year old girls who were acting like six year olds, fighting over who got to choose the movie.
"You my little adventure queen are grounded. You do not get to pick the movie. You are allowed to watch it with your sisters though, because I think the three of you need to be together tonight," Shelby said seriously. "Now, can you all handle a shower and pajamas, or do you need assistance," she asked.
"I want it please Mama," Brittany said softly snuggling in closer.
"I will help you then my sweet Bree," Shelby smiled. "Anyone else?"
"Can Daddy help me and Sanny?" Quinn asked. "Then he can call Aunt Terri and she can medicate us and we'll be done," Quinn reasoned.
"Don't be so perfect," Santana told her. "It's annoying," she said honestly.
"I don't really care," Quinn told her.
"Come on my girls, upstairs, time to get ready for bed," Will announced.
"I will be back. I'm going to run home and get Sanny her "blanks" so that Quinnie isn't alone," she said.
Terri left and Will looked at Quinn. "Do you want to walk baby, or should I try to carry you?" he asked.
"I want to walk Daddy, please," Quinn said.
"Alright, nice and slow, there is no rush," he assured her. The steps were the worst, but there weren't that many of them and Santana was right near Quinn holding her hand and speaking every encouraging word she could think of. Eventually they made it upstairs into the Master bathroom and Will assisted both Quinn and Santana into the large walk in shower while Brittany was escorted into the second bathroom so Shelby could give her a bath.
"Daddy, I think I should hold Quinnie up, and you can wash her down, and then she'll turn around and you can wash the other side and then you help her dry up, and I'll wash me," Santana said thoughtfully.
"Now who's the perfection planner," Quinn teased and Santana rolled her eyes.
"Didn't hear anything out of you," Santana said in a clipped tone.
"Easy my little girls, there is no reason to bicker. Quinnie, I think Sanny has a very good idea. Do you want to try that, or do you have something else in mind?"
"I think we should sit in a tub and you should wash both of us at the same time," she said pointing to the soaker tub that was right next to the shower they were standing in.
"You should have said so before we came to stand in here," Santana grouched.
"What crawled up your ass and died?" Quinn asked her angrily.
"Enough ladies," Will said sternly and they both stopped. When he needed to be strong and take charge of his girls, even when they were ill, he knew how to do it and the girls usually responded well to that tone of voice. He was lucky they had responded now, because he wasn't sure what he would do if they had pushed the limit. Quinn was still a bit too fragile, and he didn't want to risk further injury. "Quinnie, do you want to take a bath?" Will asked.
"Why does she get to decide?" Santana whined.
"Because Quinnie is the one who is sick and in pain, and you my little love are still grounded for poor behavior from Thursday. If you would like to continue to argue, I can extend your grounding," he said simply as he helped Quinn into the tub.
"No!" Quinn said quickly. "Sanny come on, you had a good idea, but standing hurts me still so let's just sit together in the tub," she tried.
Santana huffed and rolled her eyes but went into the tub and sat across from Quinn. Will set the water to warm and then put the drain plug in place. Then he pulled down the shower head and changed it to an intense jet, being sure to keep the spray away from the girls. He looked at Santana and spoke kindly. "Lavender or Eucalyptus bubbles Sanny?" he asked her. Both were calming scents and he wanted them to get calm. Santana wouldn't be a problem, she took suppositories without any trouble. Quinn on the other hand would give them some trouble. She didn't like suppositories. The only thing she didn't fight them on, was when they took her temperature. She wasn't fond of it, but it didn't bother her as much.
"Lavender please Daddy," Sananta said politely and Will nodded. He poured the bubble formula into the tub, and directed the spray down on it, creating millions of bubbles.
"Alright my girls, sit in the bubbles, and then I need two very clean young ladies," he said.
"I think you should wash us Daddy," Quinn said.
"And why is that my love?"
"Because it's more fun when you do it," she said.
"I can wash you," Santana offered.
"Sanny, if you want to wash each other you can, but you will not turn each other on. This is not play time," Will said and both girls pouted.
"But her body is right there Daddy and I haven't had play in two days!" Quinn pouted.
"Because your body is not healed and ready for it. No messing around little girl. Clean bodies, and then out for medicine," Will said seriously.
In the bathroom across the hall, Brittany was seated in the tub while Shelby knelt outside of it watching Brittany pouting heavily. "What's wrong my sweet Bree?" Shelby asked.
"I hear Quinnie," she said softly and so Shelby stopped what she was doing and turned her head to listen more closely.
"Please Daddy!" they heard Quinn whine and Shelby sighed.
"I hear her too now," Shelby smiled and pet the side of Brittany's face. "Why does it make you so sad looking though baby?"
"Cause she's whining and that's not nice, and she's gonna get in trouble, and I don't want that. She's still in pain, spankings are going to make it ten times worse," Brittany said.
"You my darling girl are one of my best loves, do you know that?" Shelby asked her and Brittany looked confused as to why she was getting praise. "You are sweetheart," Shelby assured her. "You and your sisters care so much about each other. It's a very beautiful thing to watch," Shelby said.
"How do you know we do?" Brittany asked softly, with a playful tone to her voice, even though she kept her eyes down on the bubbles and water around her in the tub.
Shelby smiled and picked up the little yellow duck and swam it over to Brittany's body. "Because Mama watches and listens very carefully to her girls," she smiled. "You and Sanny were so sad the other night, that you both fought as hard as you could and did everything you could think of to get Daddy to bring you to your sister, so she wasn't alone. Sanny is wiling to take medication she doesn't need just so Quinnie doesn't have to feel scared, and you went to see the new girl with Mama and made sure we stayed and talked to her, so she wasn't alone and scared, and to report her behavior to your sisters," Shelby said and Brittany blushed, she didn't think Shelby knew about that part. "Didn't think I knew about that did you?" Shelby teased her. "You all care about each other so much Bree. I am so proud of you," Shelby said.
Brittany took the duck that was now handed to her and floated it through the water a little bit. "Sanny and Quinnie are gonna be mean to the new girl, if she comes to live with us," Brittany said. "When is she going to get to decide Mama?" Brittany asked, finally looking up at Shelby.
"I don't know baby girl. We have to see what Aunt Terri and Mister Bruce say first and the same is true for Rachel, that was true for the three of you. It has to be her decision to want to stay and it will not be forced upon her. She'll spend a few hours a few days a week at first, and then do you remember what happens?"
"Um," Brittany said sailing the little yellow duck around the tub. "Then a weekend, and then she goes back, but dinner every night plus some time, then another weekend, then I think a whole week, then a whole week not here, then another whole week, and on that Sunday night if she wants to stay she can," Brittany said.
"You my darling girl are a genius," Shelby said kissing the tip of Brittany's nose. "Now, are you going to wash yourself down, or does Mama have to do it?" she asked.
"Can you please?" Brittany asked with a heavy blush.
"Yes my baby girl, I can," Shelby said kindly and she picked up the plastic cup near by and used it to scoop water out of the tub and on to Brittany's body. She started at her shoulders and let the water fall down her body and Brittany sat patiently, letting Shelby wash her down.
"Mama? What movie can we watch tonight?"
"I think Daddy is going to choose sweetheart. Sanny can't pick because she's grounded and it is technically her turn. We don't want to throw off the rotation and your poor sister is so starved at the moment, that Quinnie would pick a porn movie, which is not appropriate for tonight," Shelby said. "If we let you choose, then the rotation would be off and to be honest, Mama likes the educational movies, and you girls won't sit through them."
"Yeah, but your education movies are porn movies too Mama," Brittany giggled softly.
"Yes they are," Shelby smiled and she leaned in and gave Brittany another kiss. "I love you baby girl. You are one of my three most beautiful ladies," she told her.
"I love you too Miss," Brittany smiled.
"Okay sweetheart, let's finish up, and get you changed into pajamas and then downstairs for a long cuddle before your sisters join us okay?" Brittany nodded and Shelby finished washing her up. Then she rinsed her off and helped her to stand before rinsing her off a second time with the shower head. "Step out sweetie," she said holding one hand out to Brittany and grabbing her towel with the other hand. She wrapped Brittany in her royal blue towel with the white block letters that said BREE on it. She rubbed her dry and helped her change into clean pajamas and then had Brittany brush her teeth. "Finish up brushing your teeth baby, I'm going to go check on your sisters and make sure they haven't turned Daddy into a drowned rat," she said and Brittany nodded and smiled.
Shelby went into the bathroom and when Quinn saw her, she lit up! "Mama!" she cried happily.
"Hi baby girl," she smiled. "Are you being good?" she asked her knowing that she probably wasn't.
"Yeah, but I want to wash Sanny and have her wash me and Daddy said no," she pouted.
"That's because our little Quinnie is sex starved and you don't need any extra stimulation today. You need pajamas and medicine, and cuddle time on the couch," Shelby said.
"I'm bored of cuddle time on the couch," Quinn pouted.
"Hey! You said I was a good cuddler," Santana protested.
"You are, but I want more," she said.
"Not yet my love," Will said as he gently tugged on Santana's arm, so she could stand up. "Okay baby, step out and wrap up," he said as Shelby handed him the red and green towels. Santana was wrapped up and then Will helped Quinn and she cried out as she stood, panting heavily once she was up on her feet. "And you want to have sex?" Will asked her.
"Yes," she pouted.
"No," Shelby told her. "Sanny, you don't have to do this baby," Shelby told her kindly.
"I want to Mama, even though she's being mean," Santana said.
"I am not!" Quinn pouted.
"You're being insulting then," Santana said and she pulled her towel tighter around herself. "Is Aunt Terri back yet?" she asked.
"Not yet," Shelby said.
"I'm here!" Terri's voice called from downstairs.
"Oh, I stand corrected," Shelby smiled. "I will send her up and Bree and I will be downstairs waiting for you all on the couch. Quinnie, be good. No fighting," Shelby warned her.
"I'm not fighting with Sanny Mama, I promise," Quinn said honestly and she meant it. She really wasn't.
"I know baby, I mean no fighting with Daddy and Aunt Terri. Be a good girl, take your medicine, and then Daddy can choose a movie to watch," Shelby told her and then she gave them all a kiss and went downstairs with Brittany. She gave Terri a quick kiss to her cheek and smirked. "Good luck," she sing songed, and Terri rolled her eyes. She already knew it was going to be a fight to start with.
Terri entered the bedroom, just as Will was helping Quinn to lie down. "Ow!" she yelped and Santana quickly took her hand and exhaled loudly.
"Are you alright Sanny?" Terri asked.
"Uh huh, I'm trying to remind Quinnie to breathe," she said.
"I am breathing," Quinn growled as she laid down and then she started to whimper. She wasn't sure if she could lift her knees up for this yet.
"Don't growl, we're not dogs," Santana said, "and I know you're breathing, but you didn't exhale. Mama told you, blow out birthday candles," Santana scolded.
"Only Daddy can yell at me!" Quinn whined.
"I'm not yelling," Santana said. "I'm, I'm," she said trying to think of the right phrase. "I'm reminding you loudly and sternly," she said.
"Not helpful," Quinn said taking a tighter grip on Santana's hand. This was going to hurt and while she didn't want Santana there, she was glad she was.
"Quinnie, baby, I will go very slow and careful with you, and as soon as it's done, you'll be able to do your movie night, but we have to do this first, and Mama or Daddy are going to have to give this to you every night for four more nights, no exceptions, do you understand?" Terri asked and Quinn nodded. "And you miss Sanny. You hold hands, but you only get blanks tonight. I'm not even comfortable doing this. I know it won't hurt you, but if you don't need help going to the bathroom, then you shouldn't get it," Terri said.
"It's just for tonight Aunt Terri, I promise," Santana said honestly.
"Alright loves, nice and slow. Quinnie, I'm going to talk Daddy through it and I'm going to work on Sanny okay? I want you to know what it feels like as it's happening and this way, you'll do it together like Sanny wants to help you with," Terri explained and Quinn just nodded dumbly.
"No wait!" she said once Will had on a pair of gloves. "Someone has to teach Mama. Daddy works late on Wednesdays," Quinn said, her eyes already filled with tears. She hated anal play, and while this wasn't play, it still had to be done and she was scared.
"Are you sure baby?" Will asked. "That's everyone in this room. That's a lot of eyes watching you," he said.
"Please," she whimpered.
"I'll go get her," Santana volunteered and she practically sprang off the bed and Will caught her in time.
"Run and see what happens," he warned her. "You know much better," he scolded her. "Walk," he said punctuating his command with a smack to her backside. She pouted, but kissed his cheek and then went down the hallway, down the stairs and over to Shelby.
"Why are you naked Sanny?" she asked her pulling her towel encased pet down onto the couch for a cuddle.
"Quinnie wants you to come learn how this is done, because Daddy works late on Wednesday and she needs this for four more nights after tonight," Santana said.
"That was very well said my love. Come on Bree, everyone to Mama's room," she said and they all went upstairs. Shelby sat on the bed near Quinn's hip, Santana returned to her place beside Quinn while Brittany laid herself over the top of both of them, her head, between their two, so she could also reassure her sister that everything would be okay.
"Okay," Terri said and she walked them through the steps. First they helped her tuck her knees to her chin and she whimpered only twice.
"Candles Quinnie, blow out the candles," Brittany reminded her and Quinn nodded, exhaling as lubricant was rubbed around tight area.
"Sanny, what are the two rules I have in place for all people with this play?" Terri asked her kindly.
"Lots of lube and very slow," Santana answered.
"Good girl," Terri praised as she pressed the small suppository to Santana's bottom and then watched as Will did the same thing. "Quinnie, look at me," Terri said kindly. Take a big deep breath in and then when you blow out and I want you to bear down, like you have to potty," she said kindly.
"Poop, Aunt Terri, we're big girls," Brittany snapped adding in a pout for good measure
"I'm sorry Bree, I saw some of the babies today. I forgot," Terri said and Shelby looked over, smacking Bree's bottom as a warning.
"Bree, apologize," she said simply.
"I'm sorry I snapped," Brittany said and Will and Shelby nodded their approval.
"Come on Quinnie, push down," Will coaxed and very slowly the little suppository was inside her.
"That's good Quinnie, push down again," Terri instructed and then she looked at Will. "Look here," she told him and she was two knuckles deep on her index finger into Santana's body. "If you don't push it in high enough, it's going to slip out," she said and so he pushed slow, easing his finger deeper and deeper into her body. Quinn closed her eyes, let the tears fall slowly, and did as good a job with her breathing as she could.
"I'm so sorry baby, it's okay though, we're almost done and you're doing a wonderful job. I am so proud of you Quinnie," Will assured her. He hated that he was the one making her cry and he hated more that giving her oral medication messed with her brain. This was the lesser of two evils, but it still hurt to look at his little girl and see her crying.
"I just don't like it Daddy," Quinn whimpered.
"Quinnie, look at me," Brittany said kindly and she started to sing softly and Quinn smiled slightly eventually singing along and Santana joined them. "Whenever I wake up, before me put on my make up, I say a little prayer for you," they sang and Shelby smiled. The girls were helping each other, it just proved how strong their bond was, and the three of them continued to sing.
"Take you finger out slowly," Terri told Will kindly and Quinn started to struggle to get up, once it was removed. "No sweetheart, stay still. You need to let it melt. It'll take about ten minutes," Terri told her.
"I"m gonna leak," she whimpered, feeling it melt inside her.
"It's okay sweetheart, if you do, it's just a little bit, but you're okay. Most of it is melting inside you and being absorbed. If Mama has any old towels we can put that under you, okay?" she offered.
"Please Mama," Quinn pleaded.
"Okay baby, I can do that," she said and she got up and got an old towel. When she returned in, she looked at Quinn and smiled. "Lift your hips honey," she told her and Quinn struggled to do as told.
"Mama, I wanna stay here, I don't wanna move, can we do movie night here? Please?" she begged and Shelby very gently pet her face. She didn't want to move Quinn downstairs, only to have her move back again.
"Staying here is fine, but two of my girls need pajamas, and all of my girls need pillows and blankets," Shelby said.
"I can get them!" Brittany volunteered, but she didn't dare move, until she knew she was allowed to.
"Come on Bree, I'll help you," Will said helping her to her feet and giving her a quick cuddle. "I love you all so much," he said squeezing her tightly against him.
"But I'm the favorite, right Daddy?" Brittany asked.
"Yes of course," Will said.
"Hey!" Santana and Quinn whined.
"He's just teasing my loves, don't worry, I'll get him later," Terri said kindly and she gave both Quinn and Santana a kiss. "Be good for Mama and Daddy please," she told them.
"You're not staying?" Santana asked.
"No sweetheart. Not tonight, I'll check on you in the morning, I just have to go home and sleep," Terri said.
"Stay with us!" Quinn protested. "You shouldn't sleep in your house by yourself," she reasoned. "We're all family and you don't have to be alone," Quinn explained.
"And who said Aunt Terri was going to be alone?" Terri asked.
"Ooooh," Santana grinned, her eyes sparkling.
"Do not be fresh little girl," Shelby warned her and Santana pouted.
"Be safe then Aunt Terri, but have a lot of fun," Santana smiled.
"Thank you, I'll keep that in mind," she said and she gave them one more kiss and then kissed Shelby's cheek. "I'll be safe and if I need help you're right next door," Terri grinned.
"Mmm, have fun, don't tell your brother," she said and then Terri left the room to kiss Brittany and Will goodbye.
"You're keeping secrets Mama?" Quinn asked in surprise. "Sir is going to freak out when he learns of this," she said.
"Your Sir and my husband is a very protective man my darling. Sometimes, only sometimes, it's good that he doesn't know everything. When it comes to the three of you though, we will know everything at all times," she said and she picked up a pair of shorts. "Who wants these?" she asked.
"Me," Santana said raising her hand, but she laid still next to Quinn and let Shelby dress her. "Miss, maybe later, we can call Aunt Terri and make sure she's really safe okay?" she asked.
"We can do that my love," Shelby smiled as she finished dressing her girls.
Rachel whimpered in pain. Her medication was either wearing off, or her body was healing and the pain was from her muscles twitching and contracting lightly. She wanted out. She wanted to be with the nice people who'd come to visit over the past two days. Will seemed very caring and concerned about her. He'd given her a safe word and she felt that had to mean something. Shelby had sat with her and helped her breathe through the pain in her legs, the first day she came to visit. They were nice people and she wanted them to come back. Bruce and Anne had come to check on her earlier in the day, spending a couple of hours with her. Anne had given her a safety test, to help her get the idea of how the circle worked and she passed the test without any trouble. They had kissed her cheek and pet her face and left her to rest and heal on her own. However, it was now late in the evening. She was more than bored and she wanted to see the nice people again. "If I'm going to do it, I'm going to have to do it on my own," she told herself.
She listened to what was going on outside her room and determined that no one was paying any attention, it was too quiet. She heard a brief conversation about someone's children, and how they were causing lots of emotional havoc, but other than that, nothing was happening. It wasn't until five minutes later, when alarms and pages started happening and the floor jumped into action, deserting her wing, in order to go help out in a different wing. Rachel used that time to her advantage and while hissing loudly through her teeth, she made a very painful walk toward a computer. The pain in her legs was blinding but she didn't care. The only way she was going to get what she needed was to push through it. She made it to the nurse's desk and was very grateful that the computer hadn't locked out. She went into patient files and typed in her own name. An entire file popped up and under emergency contact were the numbers for Bruce, Anne, Will, and Shelby. She stared at the screen and studied the three numbers for Will and Shelby. "One cell for each and one for the house," she said and she studied the numbers a little more. The area codes for the cell were the newer codes. "They may have been annoying and possibly tried to kill me, but at least they taught me something," she said.
Rachel walked into the house, to find her Sirs waiting for her. She walked over and knelt before them as she was expected to do. "We've been doing some research Rachel and we need to keep a closer eye on you while you're out," the one Sir said. "As you are aware, we will not get you your own cell phone as that means you could be calling from anywhere," he continued. "Now, here is a list. Study this list very closely. Every one of these three digit numbers is called an exchange code. When the caller ID tells us where you are calling from we will have a general idea of where you are. There will be no point in lying to us," he'd said.
"Twos and threes for cell phones and eights and nines for landlines," she repeated to herself and focused in on the 528 number before sinking down to the floor and then crawling to the front of the nurses station. It didn't take long for someone to come back and see her sitting on the floor.
"What are you doing out here?" the nurse asked sternly.
"Well you all ran away and I fell out of bed, so I figured sitting out here would eventually get me help, when you came back from where ever it was you happened to be," she lied smoothly.
"Are you hurt?" the nurse asked with a mix of annoyance and concern.
"My legs are on fire, but other than that I'm fine and I looked, there's no blood coming through the gauze pads," she said lying. She hadn't looked at all, but she didn't want to be delayed. She had to call over to Shelby and Will as soon as she could. The woman nodded, snapped her fingers and all too quickly Rachel was being hoisted into the arms of an orderly who took her back to bed, and made sure she was comfortable before leaving her alone.
She laid in bed for a good ten minutes and repeated the number to herself. "419-528-6347," she said and then she growled at herself. That didn't sound right to her, so she said it aloud again. When it still didn't sound right, she closed her eyes and messed around with the last four digits. She wanted to make sure she had the numbers right. It was nearing midnight and she didn't want to call some poor sweet elderly lady who had enough trouble getting to sleep in the first place.
She was getting frustrated and decided that she had to calm down. She wanted to talk calmly, at least to just talk, to be assured that the seemingly nice people were truly nice and what better way to test it than to call them at some ridiculous hour of the night. She thought about waiting until three am, but that seemed cruel, so she figured eleven thirty was a better time. Taking a deep breath, she reached for the phone by the bed and carefully dialed the phone number. "Hello!" a gruff voice answered.
"Yes, is Will there please?" she asked.
"No, you have the wrong number," the voice grumbled and then hung up on her.
"Rude," she said softly, so she pressed the call button and a very sour-looking Gretta showed up.
"What?" she asked, her voice short and to the point. Gretta really didn't like Rachel, that was clear, but she did seem to make sure she was taken care of.
"I'm sorry to bother you. Could you please assist me? I need a piece of paper and a pen," she said.
"What could you possibly need that for?" Gretta asked in annoyance.
"I'm trying to keep myself entertained," she said trying to appear cute. Gretta arched an eyebrow. "Dr. Schuester asks me to write stuff down when I remember it. I've run out of paper and remember too much," she said calmly. It must have worked because Gretta handed her a pen and a script pad, before leaving the room and saying nothing else. "She really must have a stick up her ass," Rachel thought to herself. "Thank you," she called after her, and then decided to get to work. She was absolutely certain the last four digits were what was doing her in. She had to write down all the possible combinations to be sure she had the right one. "Four numbers, four places, this is going to take me a while," she said, and so she started writing them down. Unfortunately for Rachel, she didn't have the best memory for this particular phone number. She ended up with twenty four combinations of numbers and dialed every single one of them. By combination twelve she was frustrated and on her very last shot, she was in tears, praying that the nice people would still be nice, now that she was calling them at a quarter after midnight.
One ring. Shelby groaned and rolled over in bed to look at the glowing phone on the bedside table. Two rings. She carefully shifted in her bed and reached over a sleeping Quinn to grab the ringing phone. Three rings. She tried to focus her eyes on the neon orange display screen and started to panic when she realized it was the hospital calling her. "Who is it this late?" Will asked sleepily.
"It's the hospital," she said softly and he immediately sat up, accidently kicking Santana in his haste to move quickly. When he learned it was the hospital calling, his heart leapt into his mouth. Four rings. "Hello?" Shelby answered cautiously.
"Miss Shelby?" a soft voice asked.
"Kenzie?" Shelby questioned not entirely sure who was calling her with such a desperate sound in their voice so late, and by her title and first name.
"No Miss, this is Rachel, the girl from the hospital, you came to see me and your husband came to see me, and you brought a blonde girl with you. Brynn I think her name was," Rachel said.
"Bree, and Rachel, how did you even get this number, are you alright?" Shelby asked stopping herself from asking the ten other questions that she wanted answered immediately.
"Yes, I'm sorry, Bree, but I, I needed to talk to someone. You seem like nice people and I'm supposed to be with you, and I can't be here alone anymore," she said and she started to cry a little harder. She'd woken up the nice family of people and now if they had been nice, they weren't going to be anymore.
"Rachel, calm down please," Shelby said seriously and held up her hand toward Will's face. He was getting ready to lecture her, but it wasn't the right time. Right now, she had to make sure that Rachel was indeed okay. "First question, are you injured severely or bleeding where you shouldn't be?" Shelby asked.
"No Ma'am."
"Next question, why are you crying?" she asked and Will softened immediately. He was lying between Brittany and Santana. Rachel slightly resembled Santana. They both had the long dark hair and a fighting spirit, as well as a very vulnerable side that they had a great deal of difficulty expressing. If Rachel was crying something was very wrong. Shelby on the other hand was trying to keep her voice calm and gentle, but it was late and not the easiest task.
"I was struggling to get your number correct Miss. I've called twenty three other numbers and I just needed you or someone in your family to talk to, so I knew that you were really the nice people I met the other day," she said.
"Rachel. I want you to hang up this phone and lay down. I will be there shortly and you and I are going to be having a very serious talk. Rest up. It'll take me twenty minutes to get there and another ten minutes to leave my house. I will see you in half an hour," Shelby said. "Do you understand the instructions I've given to you?" she asked in her full on Mistress voice.
"Yes Ma'am," Rachel said and she tucked her chin, lowered her eyes, and went into as submissive a state as she could, even though she was only on the phone. Maybe she'd been wrong, maybe these people weren't nice," she thought to herself, but it was too late now, so she simply waited for further instructions.
"Very well then, hang up and wait for me. I will be there in half an hour," Shelby said seriously and she very carefully crept out of bed and into the bathroom to change. She stepped out and Will was now in front of her and the girls were all snuggled up together in the king size bed. "You just lost your place in bed," she said as he pulled her into a tight hug and kept her there.
"You need to calm down," Will told her kindly.
"No, not a chance. She put herself in danger to get our number and then called twenty three other people before she finally got around to us. I will not calm down. What's worse, is that I caused all of this, because I went in with Bree and showed her that good Masters and Mistresses do exist," she hissed.
"I'm glad we showed her that. She needed to see it, but you can't go in all gang busters and punish her like you would our girls," Will said.
"She deserves it, but I will listen to her story first. Then I will decide. When I get back, you can punish me, I'm probably going to need it," she sighed.
"You, Shelby Lynn Corcoran Schuester are the love of my life and I would only punish you if you deserved it. The same as we do for our girls."
"We have four now though. I know it's not official, but a phone call like that, at this hour, this soon in the game, we have four, and I don't know how Sanny is going to handle that," she said with concern.
"We will all handle it very carefully," Will said softly and he hugged her tighter just a moment longer. Shelby gave him a kiss and then headed off downstairs to try and talk to Terri before she left. She looked out the back door and saw that the lights were on upstairs and in the kitchen, so she took a risk and called over to the house.
"This better be important," Terri panted.
"EW! If you're having that much fun, don't answer the phone!" Shelby scolded, realizing she'd caught her sister in law in the middle of some sexual act.
"I have a sick niece, of course I'm taking your call. What is it?" Terri asked hearing something very seriously in Shelby's voice.
"Rachel called the house. I am on my way down to talk to her about why this was wrong. I need to know if I can spank her. Should she decide to live with us, she better learn what's up quickly. The other girls did. Is it safe?"
"Not over your lap, no. I don't think her thighs can handle the pressure. Either bend her over the bed and make sure there is space between her thighs and whatever she's leaning against, or keep her on her back and bring her knees back to her shoulders," Terri said. "And Shel? Calm down before you get in that car," Terri said.
"I'm calm, I'm calm, I'm working on getting calmer. Thank you very much and good luck with your fun night," Shelby said and the two hung up. Shelby grabbed two granola bars and headed down to the hospital.
Shelby walked into the hospital and took some very deep breaths, she was not at all thrilled with Rachel's behavior. She went to the room and Rachel was in bed, looking very submissive and somehow very tiny as if she were a baby like Mackenzie and Courtney. Shelby didn't think that was the case though, Rachel was just a shorter person. She entered the room and spoke kindly. "Rachel look at me please," she said and Rachel lifted her gaze as Shelby moved in closer. "You and I need to have a talk, but it is late, so I brought us something to eat," she said.
"I think I'm only allowed to have jell-o," Rachel said smoothly, telling her third lie of the night, and Shelby simply nodded.
"Back to resting, we are not done by a long shot," Shelby said and she left the room, walking briskly to the cafeteria to gather a few cups of jell-o. She grabbed a red and a green, before going back up to the correct room. "Now then," Shelby announced walking in with two cups of jell-o and one spoon. Rachel briefly wondered if Shelby was going to eat in front of her as punishment, or offer her food and then not let her have it. "Now," Shelby said opening the first little carton of food. "My husband, Mr. Will, he gave you a safe word. What is that word?" Shelby asked.
"Wicked Ma'am," she said.
"Very good. I expect you to remember that word and say it, if you feel you are in severe trouble or danger with me, understood?" she asked her sternly. She pushed the spoon inside, breaking it up a little bit, and brought it to Rachel's mouth and Rachel looked concerned. "Rachel, I am here, and I'm going to answer your questions and I'm going to make sure you eat, because sour-face Gretta out there doesn't look like she's been on top of her game, you're looking pale. However, we're going to do this my way and once I get all my questions answered, we'll talk about a punishment for you, should it be determined that you need one, understood?" she asked her; her voice was a lot calmer than it had been moments ago when she walked in, so Rachel nodded and opened her mouth. Shelby fed her bite by bite and noticed that she was only chewing on one side of her mouth and even then, it wasn't a lot. She seemed to be sucking the jell-o into liquid and then swallowing, but it wasn't time to bring that up yet. "Okay," Shelby said after a couple of bites. "Let's start with how you got any phone number at all," she said.
"I heard a bunch of alarms go off and then the staff ran out of here like crazy, so I got out of bed and shuffled my way carefully to the nurse's station and looked up my name," Rachel said.
Shelby took a deep breath and fed Rachel another few bites. Bruce had said she was a fighter, but no one really understood how much of a fighter she truly was. Shelby fed her another spoonful and formed her next question. "Rachel, do you know how illegal that is? You are not allowed to look at other people's medical information!" Shelby scolded, although she kept her voice soft.
"I didn't look at anyone else's though. Just mine," Rachel said. "Frankly I don't care about anyone else in the hospital, but me," she said.
"Well thank you for your honesty. How did you get back into bed?" she asked her.
"I was too tired to move so I sat out front of the nurse's station and waited for everyone to return. Some woman, not Gretta, saw me, snapped her fingers for an orderly and this big giant man put me back in bed."
"I know she's not the warmest person on the planet, but you will refer to her as Nurse Gretta, just as I make my girls do," Shelby said and Rachel nodded, accepting another bite of food. "Did anyone look at your legs?"
"No, they feel fine, they just hurt," Rachel said.
"That is a contradictory statement, sheet down, gown up!" Shelby ordered in her Mistress voice and Rachel snapped into action. Shelby didn't like that so much. It was good that Rachel was listening, but she was listening too quickly, she wasn't stalling or whining or doing any of the things Santana, Quinn, and Brittany would have done, so she put her hand on Rachel's to stop her and spoke kindly. "What is your safe word Rachel?" she asked her.
"Wicked Miss," Rachel said.
"Good girl and do you feel threatened at all?" she asked.
"No," Rachel answered honestly.
"Alright, continue then, let me see your legs," she said and Rachel did as asked. Shelby found two thin gauze pads covering her thighs and only one had some traces of blood on it. "When were these changed last and when did that occur?" she asked pointing to it.
"Um, Dr. Schuester changed them before she left, I don't know if those were there, and do I call her Doctor or Aunt or how does that work?" Rachel questioned.
"My questions first. We're not done," Shelby said and fed her the last few bites of the jell-o cup. "When you got the information, what did you see?"
"I saw my name and information that they had, and then emergency contacts for you and Mr. Will, as well as Mr. Bruce, Miss Anne and well Doctor Schuester I guess I should say," Rachel said.
"Why were you crying when you finally got to our house and why would you call at such a late hour?" Shelby asked.
"I needed help. I needed to know that you were nice people. That you weren't just putting on a show for me. That I could truly believe everything you said. I used to believe everything every one said, and then I wound up in this hospital because the two men that I believed, didn't honor that, so when I said stop they didn't, and I was left bleeding, because they were too scared to call in for help themselves. That's first. Secondly I used to have a photographic memory, apparently I don't anymore. I dialed what I thought was right and then a man answered and it wasn't Mr. Will and unless your girls smoke six packs of cigarettes a day, it wasn't them either. It definitely wasn't you. I didn't know what else to do and I don't know why you're here. I didn't ask you to come down and see me!" Rachel said her attitude and blood pressure rising. Shelby very calmly laid a hand on her shoulder.
"Calm down please," she said seriously. "We are nice people Rachel. We are what I assume you want us to me. Masters and Mistresses who take charge of their pets' lives because that is what they want, what they chose. I've been informed by various pets it's nice to have consequences for actions. It's nice to be looked after. It's nice to do something for someone else and have them tell you you're good or they're proud of you. I am assuming that is what you are looking for and you hope that you found it with us, or at least with this circle of people. Is that correct?"
"Yes, yes, all of that," Rachel said.
"Good. Well I'm glad we could be that circle of people for you, however, I just gave you a list of things, so I want you to repeat that list back to me."
"Tell me I'm good or they're proud of me when I do something right. Not have to worry about every little detail of my life. Let someone else take control," Rachel said and Shelby waited patiently setting the jell-o cup aside.
"That was very good. You missed one. Can you try and think of it?"
"Um doing something for someone else to make them happy," Rachel said after a moment.
"That is very good too. There is one more and it's a big one." Rachel thought for a few moments and then decided she couldn't remember. She had an idea of what it was, but she didn't want to say it out loud. "Very well then I will inform you. The biggest rules in my house and in our circle of people are respect and consequences for your actions and it goes for Master and Mistresses as well," Shelby said.
Rachel nodded along and thought for a moment. This could go very bad, very quickly, but she didn't feel threatened There was a sense of doom that would come over her when her Masters would approach her. It happened the first time she'd met them, but she never paid any attention to it. She put it down to nerves and everything being new. She didn't feel any of that with Shelby or Will. She didn't feel it with Bruce or Anne either. "Miss Shelby am I in trouble?" Rachel finally asked.
"Yes you are. We are going to be having a talk and you will find out what kind of consequences you're to receive before you receive them. I also want you to know that I will never touch you if I am not calm. No one in our cirlce will ever touch you if we are not calm. You are a pet and you are human, which means you may very well do something that makes us so angry, that were we to punish you immediately, we could do some pretty severe damage. That reason alone, is why a lot of pets, no matter what level they are, are given corner time. It's not only for you, to think about what is about to happen, but it's for us too," Shelby explained.
"That's nice of you Miss," Rachel said.
"Thank you," Shelby smiled. "Now, you're going to be getting a punishment, but before we do that, I want your legs to be looked at," she said.
"Dr. Schuester isn't here," Rachel said with shock.
"She has back up, and they know what they are doing. I am not leaving you," she assured her and she pressed the call button.
Gretta showed up and huffed, rolling her eyes. "Listen fruit," she started.
"Hey!" Shelby said protectively. "Her last name is Berry. If you can't remember your patient's name then you should look it up before you come in and start putting people down. Now I know you don't like me, or my sister in law, or my husband, but I'm not asking you to. I'm asking you to do your job. Kindly go get the doctor on staff at the moment, so that her legs can be checked. One is bleeding and I want to make sure it's not a problem," Shelby said and Gretta simply left the room.
"Wow," Rachel said softly and Shelby gave her a questioning smile. "No one has ever talked to someone else for me like that before," she said.
"Well, get used to it. You have found your way into a very safe circle of people and we will fight for you and stand with you, when you fight for yourself, however, that does not mean that punishments will be overlooked. You broke some very heavy rules Rachel. I am not at all happy about that," Shelby said. "You saw the other day what my family believes in, so I want you to tell me what you think is going to happen to you."
"You're going to spank me," she said and then the sense of doom came over her. She hadn't been spanked, ever. What her previous Masters did was not spanking, it was beating, or they came up with some bizarre sexual punishment designed to leave her in pain for a few hours.
"Rachel you calling your safe word does not mean I will not punish you, I will just find a different way to do it. I can see you're scared, and if I were you, dealing with me, I'd be scared too. My girls have been with me for six months and they still get nervous. I still get nervous," Shelby said honestly and before Rachel could respond, the doctor came in.
"Hi Rachel. My name is Doctor George Stanley. We haven't officially met. You were asleep and heavily medicated. I hear you are now less medicated and that there is a concern with your legs," he said. She nodded and pushed back the sheet that had since been replaced. He stepped closer and took a look. "I'm going to peel this back and take a quick look. I think you simply popped a stitch, it doesn't look serious. I'm going to pull the gauze back now," he told her and touched her leg, pulling it back, to reveal her stitches. Yes, just a small pop. You're okay, and as long as you're body isn't on fire, or in severe pain, we can take this as a good sign and get you started on minimal therapy," he said. "I'll replace this pad, put on some topical cream to help keep infections away and speed the healing and then get your a script to start your therapy in the afternoon," he said kindly. "Good to see you Shelby," he smiled and with last minute instructions for Rachel to rest as much as possible, left the room.
"Alright my dear, so now we have a talk. You have been put in my care, or you are supposed to be. Right now you are under the care of Bruce and Anne Miller, but you didn't call them, you called me. I will gladly come show you how important and special and normal you are. I am also going to punish you for what you do wrong, as long as you tell me, this is the life style you still want," she said.
"I do Miss," Rachel said simply.
"Alright then, so we're going to go over your behavior and then I will deliver your punishment. Tell me what you did wrong," she asked.
"I got out of bed when I'm supposed to stay resting, and I looked up information on the computer and I bothered twenty four somethings in order to find you," she said.
"Very good, now, we're going have the bed down flat. I have spoken with Dr. Schuester and while I would normally put you over my knee to do this, she has informed me that it is not good to have pressure on your thighs. I think you should be staying in bed, so we're going to push your knees back and you're getting spanked," Shelby said with finality. "Do you consent to this or do you want to call your safe word?" she asked.
"I consent Miss," Rachel said simply.
Shelby nodded, closed the door to give them privacy, reclined the bed, helped Rachel pull her legs back and then spanked her firmly. She spanked her as if she were one of her own girls. She lectured her on the legality of looking up computer information, forcing herself out of bed when it could potentially cause further injury, and for disturbing so many people from sleep at such a ridiculous hour of the night. When she was finished, Rachel's bottom felt red and angry and Rachel was in tears. Shelby grabbed a few tissues and put them in Rachel's hand. Then she helped her roll onto her side and rubbed her shoulder and pet her face gently. "Shhh, breathe Rachel, you're okay, you're okay now. It's all over and now it's a clean slate. The only way you will be punished for this again is if you repeat the infractions you did today. "Do you understand sweetheart?" she asked her.
Rachel hiccuped but nodded. "Please stay," she whimpered.
Shelby sighed and nodded slowly. "I will stay with you until you fall asleep, and then I need to get home. I want you to know that I'm going to be informing Mr. Bruce and Miss Anne about what's happened here tonight, but you will not be punished again. it's over and done with, do you understand?"
"Yes Ma'am," Rachel said.
"Very good, now close your eyes for me and just rest. My hand is here for you to hold, but only until you are asleep and then I need to be going home," Shelby said. "I will come back at some point, and I will leave proper contact numbers for you, but for right now, you rest," Shelby said.
It took only minutes for Rachel to fall asleep while she gripped Shelby's hand tightly. "Sleep my little love. Everything will be better in the morning, and I want you to dream wonderful dreams. I want you to know you're loved and respected and that will continue no matter what path in life you choose," Shelby promised her and once Rachel was fully asleep, Shelby left proper contact information, and headed home.