Happy Saturday everyone!
I hope that you are all doing well. I'm posting this a few hours earlier than Sunday, because my life is going to be crazy tomorrow. Please know that reviews are appreciated! :) Also PLEASE, PLEASE, PELASE READ the notes before to remind yourselves about the key parts of this story.
Now we move into the standard section. If you know this well, then please move on to the warnings and 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 Saturday - one week and two days later.
~ Flashbacks are in Italics
~ Agains Quinn, Brittany and Santana DO NOT PARTICIPATE in Age Play. They simply regress to younger states of mind and they are not aware of it. They still feel as though they are 19!
Warnings:
~ Flashback in this story, may trigger some people, read carefully
~ Rachel is starting to get comfortable and also starting to panic a lot more. She's going to flip flop from calm to hysterical in a moment's notice.
~ Rachel has been conditioned for bell tones. All bell tones. This has not and will not change for quite a few chapters.
~ Rachel has a stutter, it comes and goes and is triggered by stress.
~Mistress Kelly and Master Justin Summers are Will & Shelby's best friends. They are in this story and their four pets are very much like Will & Shelby's pets. They act younger but it is NOT age play.
~Mackenzie and Courtney are back and they older girls aged 23 and 25 who are pretty much scared of life so they live their lives as if they are three years old, because that is what feels safe to them. They are age players, but age players with NO SEX!
Again, if you have any questions at all, please PM me so I can explain anything you don't understand. I hope you all read and enjoy.
Thanks for reading the story I want to tell.
Be well friends
Three o'clock in the morning was a very still time in the world. Everything was usually quiet. If you listened, you could only hear crickets, or the occasional whirring of a car passing by. It was a quiet time. Usually. Tonight, it was anything but.
Santana stood in the kitchen. She wasn't sure how she got there, but she just knew this was her kitchen, in her house. The problem was she couldn't hear anything around her. The clock wasn't ticking but the second hand was moving. The owl hung on the wall. She saw the eyes moving and the second hand ticking, but there was no sound. She stopped and listened for the fridge. There was always a dull hum coming from the fridge, but there was no hum this time. She opened it up and the light was on. She stuck her hand in the freezer and it felt cold. It was freezing. The ice cube bucket was full and the cubes were in perfect shape, but she heard no hum. Something was very wrong. She opened up the cabinet and then slammed it shut, just to be sure she could hear at all, but still there was no sound. She slammed it repeatedly and heard nothing. Her breath caught in her lungs and finally she heard something slamming. It was more like pounding and it was coming from the front door. The clock read five a.m., why would anyone be knocking on the door at this early hour of the day?
Curiosity got the better of her and she went to the door to open it, even though she shouldn't have. Her Miss and Sir were going to kill her, but there was a pounding at the door and no one was even waking up to stop the pounding. As she made it to the door the pounding became much more persistent. "SANTANA!" the voice boomed and she jumped.
"Santana, you open this door now!" a woman yelled. "You do not withhold information from me and then run away!"
"Mama?" Santana questioned. Something was wrong. It didn't sound like Shelby, but it was the only woman Santana could think of to be knocking on the door at five in the morning.
"Don't you ever call me that again!" the voice screamed and Santana backed up from the door, covered her ears and sunk down to the floor. As soon as she was on her knees, there was a hand on the back of her head, pushing her face into the floor. "You never call me that word, ever again!" the woman yelled and Santana carefully shifted her eyes, not sure of what was going on. She was back in her kitchen, she was in her house, she wondered who this woman could be, and then she noticed the shoes. Four inch stilettos with the initials KB in the back. The B looked wrong and then she knew. Originally the B and be an S, standing for Kate Spade. These specific shoes though belonged to one Miss Kate Beckson.
"MAMA!" Santana screamed. Kate was there, she'd broken into the house and she was going to take them away. What was worse was that Santana had let her in, hadn't she? "MAMA!" she screamed again, but her voice sounded soft, even to her, and yet she was putting every ounce of power she had into it. Shelby had to be alerted.
"NO!" Kate screamed. "You don't get to call for anyone. You aren't worth anything! No one cares about you!" Kate yelled and Santana started to fight and kick, wanting to get away.
"MAMA!" she screamed again, but it seemed as though her voice was stuck in her body. Nothing seemed to be coming out, so she simply opened her mouth and tried to scream. All the while, Kate was slapping at her face, yanking her hair, dragging her around the house, telling her how horrible she was.
"No one is coming Sanny, no one loves us!" Brittany said finally and Santana looked up in surprise, to see her sister, tied spread eagle to the fridge, her body looking painfully stretched tight. How did she not notice her before? How did Brittany get herself into such a situation. Why were the ropes so tight? Why was Kate suddenly gone? A mission questions raced through her head as she felt herself pinned on the floor.
"No," Santana breathed and she used all her might to stand up and rush to the fridge, working furiously at the ropes to untie her sister and give her some relief.
"No, Sanny stop!" Brittany said. "I have to stay. I have to stay! No one loves us, so I have to stay!"
"No, Bree, stop, Mama loves us. Daddy loves us. Where's Quinnie?" she asked as she undid the ropes and as she undid them, Brittany tied them back up again somehow and Santana was getting frustrated. "Bree stop!" she said her voice coming out a bit stronger than it had before.
"No one Sanny. No one loves and no one cares. They only want Rae-rae, we can't stay, they won't keep us," she said. "We have to run away. We have to run far," Brittany said.
"Sanny! Stop helping her, she's a lost cause, let's run!" Quinn said from the doorway and Santana shook her head. Quinn would never leave her sisters. This was all very wrong, so she tried again.
"MAMA!" she screamed.
"Mama's not coming Sanny, we have to run," Quinn said.
Santana closed her eyes and then quickly gathered her courage before letting out a primal scream. She was in her house. Her Miss and Sir were upstairs, but they were sleeping, so she had to wake them up by screaming. Her scream was met by a slap to her face and the tears came fast. The crack was real and she tasted blood. "Do you hear me you little slut! You're nothing but a worthless piece of ass, now get up!" Kate said.
Santana tried to pull away and Kate continued to pull her. "Come on Santana, wake up," she said and her voice was much calmer and Santana let out another primal scream and this one was heard very clearly.
"Sanny, come on baby, wake up for me," Shelby cooed softly and she very gently pulled Santana into her arms and kept her there while Santana struggled. "Shhh, it's Mama Sanny, Mama has you, don't struggle baby, it's okay, it's just Mama," Shelby said and the tears continued to fall, while Santana's body released her from her dream.
When she finally realized what was happening, she scrambled off of Shelby's lap, as fast as she could, pushing herself into a free corner of her bedroom and crying, trembling, shaking her head no, as the tears came faster. "Sanny baby, it's Mama, you're okay sweetheart," Shelby said carefully moving to the floor but being sure to give Santana space.
"No," Santana cried heavily, her entire body shaking as the adrenaline from her "fight" caught up to her.
"Sanny, it's just Mama, you're completely safe sweetheart, I promise," Shelby said.
"No, Bree. Bree is tied to the fridge," she cried.
"No sweetheart, Bree is in her bedroom and Daddy is checking on her," Shelby said kindly and she carefully and cautiously reached for Santana's stuffed raccoon, at which point Santana screamed in actual fear. Santana hadn't been truly afraid of Shelby for months. Right now, she was terrified. That cry broke Shelby's heart and she had to struggle not to cry herself. "Shhh, it's okay baby, it's just Mama, and I have Bandit for you," she said carefully pushing the stuffed raccoon further away from herself and closer to Santana. "It's alright baby, it's just Mama," she said and Santana let the tears fall. It was all wrong. How was this happening? Why weren't the police there? There was a noise from the hallway and Santana pushed herself further into the corner. "Shhh, it's just Daddy baby. He's making sure everything is okay. He went to double check the alarm, the one that keeps our house safe, and now he's back," Shelby said. She was talking to Santana as gently as she could, but all she wanted to do was wrap her up in her arms and just hold her. "Come on Sanny, it's okay. Why don't you and Bandit come sit with Mama," she told her and Santana shook her head no, squeezing Bandit tight to her chest. "Breathe Sanny, it's just Mama, I promise baby," she told her and Santana stared at her as if she were trying to figure something out.
It had all been so real and she didn't know what to do about it. "Quinnie," she managed to push out.
"Quinnie is in her room too sweetheart, do you want to see? I'll go with you, and if you want to lay down with her, you can," Shelby offered and Santana shook her head, the fog lifting completely and she focused in on Shelby before breaking down completely.
"Mama!" she cried. It was a mix of relief, exhaustion, and uncertainty.
"I'm right here baby, come on," Shelby said and she held her arms out to Santana and Santana carefully moved into them, not daring to let go of Bandit. He was her only connection to reality. He never appeared in any dream she ever had. Shelby kept Santana close and rocked slowly, petting her hair, kissing her temple, and cooing softly to her and within moments Santana was asleep in her Mama's arms.
Will came to check on them and smiled. "Need help?" he offered.
"Yes please," she said nodding toward Santana's chair. Will helped the girls into the chair and kissed his wife.
"You're a good Mama," he told her. "The other girls are in our room. We will see you both in a few hours," he said giving her another kiss and then leaving them alone.
Three o'clock in the morning was a very still time in the world. It was supposed to be quiet. It was supposed to be still, but Rachel was anything but.
It was dark and quiet. The swing at the park was staring at her, completely empty, but swaying slowly, back and forth in the breeze and then she realized how cold she was. She wasn't sure where the wind was coming from though. "You've been naughty Rachel," Oliver said and Rachel froze. How had they found her. "You didn't exactly choose the best hiding place. Your cell phone went with you and we put a tracking device on it several months ago, you knew this," he continued.
"And now that we know where you are, we came to take you back. You know they don't want you. The only ones who want you are us and we only want you because we know what a pain slut you are. No one wants to deal with a girl who can only orgasm when she has something shoved up her ass," Oliver said and Rachel gasped as he grabbed her from behind, pulling her tight in front of him and locking his arms low and tight around her waist.
Rachel was paralyzed. Oliver was holding her tight and way too soon Vincent was in front of her. He ran his hands over her face, on either side of her neck, over her shoulders, and down the front of her body, stopping at her breasts and groping them roughly, as the cold air rushed over her body and she thought for a moment. Why was it so cold she wondered. That was all she could focus on was how cold it was in the room, but she wasn't in a room, she was outside. "How did I end up outside," she asked and Vincent smacked her cheek. It was an open palm continually hitting her face.
"You don't get to ask any questions! You are to be quiet and subservient," he snapped. "You know the rules, just because we're not in the house, doesn't mean it's changed at all. You are to be quiet. We know you're being taken care of. We know you've seen a doctor. We know she's tightened you back up. We are going to be the ones to put that pain back in you. It's good she did, but she didn't do it for you. She did it for us. Now you're tight for us again. If she tries to fix any more of you though, we will kill her. No one loves you, no one wants you around. No one can handle you. We are the only people who will ever take any interest in you at all. No one loves you. No one!" he said and she was jolted out of her confusion by a crash to the floor and she started to cry from the pain of reality. Her soft, yet sharp cries, brought Bruce running and she started to scream, trying to get away from something, trying to breathe through the pain in her body, trying to figure out what was real and what was still a dream.
"Rachel sweetheart, it's okay, it's Mister Bruce. Let me help you. I want to check you out and make sure you didn't hurt yourself when you fell out of bed," he tried and when he went to touch her, she screamed, but she was unable to move and get away. All her screaming brought the rest of the house to life, and lights were quickly turned on to figure out what the problem was.
"Rae-rae," Anne said moving into the room, but not going near the clearly frightened young lady. "Sweetheart, look at me baby girl, it's okay my darling. You're in Mister Bruce and Miss Anne's house," she said. There was a spiel they had managed to work up over time as several of the pets who had passed through their house during their probation time needed it. Rachel was not the only scared person to come through their house. Anne got down on the floor so she was near Rachel, but not touching her and Bruce backed away to give her space as well as to call over to Terri. He did not like how Rachel was positioned.
"Rae-rae sweetheart, look at Miss Anne my love, it's okay," she said gently and Rachel cried and let out a scream that was one of pure fear. She didn't feel safe at all. The dream had been too real. She was in too much pain, and she couldn't seem to focus on anything. She didn't really hear anything clearly, just voices moving around her. "Look at me Rachel, you are very safe, you are in Miss Anne and Mister Bruce's house," she said and Rachel simply closed her eyes and cried.
She wasn't sure how long she cried for, but eventually there was a new voice in the room. "Rae baby, look at Aunt Terri sweetheart," she said and Rachel's eyes popped open. Terri was going to get hurt if she stayed. If she fixed Rachel, they were going to kill her, they'd told her.
"No, no, no," Rachel panted heavily, wiping away the tears in her eyes as pain continued to course through her body.
"Shhh, no what baby," Terri asked her kindly. She had promised Rachel that she would always treat her as her niece, if that was what Rachel wanted. Based on the update Bruce and Will had given her, over the past twenty four hours, it seemed that referring to herself as Aunt Terri, was the smarter choice, however Rachel now looked more terrified than when Terri first laid eyes on her.
"No, no, no, go away!" Rachel cried, almost pleadingly and Terri heard something strange in her voice. She wanted help, but she was trying to protect Terri from something as well. Terri had heard it in many patients, both of the circle and outside of it, in the ER at work.
"Why should I go away sweetheart? Don't you want me to help you feel better?" Terri asked.
"No, you can't," Rachel cried.
"Shhh, why sweetheart? What do you think is going to happen to Aunt Terri if I help you?" she asked kindly.
"No, you can't!" Rachel cried and she tried to move, but ended up screaming in pain.
"Okay, okay," Terri crooned gently. "Rachel honey, Aunt Terri is going to look you over and Miss Anne and Mister Bruce are going to hold you. You need to be checked out, and I need to make sure you didn't pop any stitches," Terri said and Rachel set to wailing with an open mouth. She was going to get these people killed as they were trying to help her and with all her wailing it was difficult to talk to her, so Terri tried a new tactic. "Rachel honey, listen to me very carefully. Mister Bruce called me, because you were sleeping and you fell out of bed and you are clearly in pain. Do you remember what I told you in the hospital? You are my number one patient. I meant it when I said it in the hospital and it still holds true now," she told her and she watched as Rachel continued to calm down, her breathing returning to a more normal state.
"I'm going to examine you honey. I won't do anything yet, we're just going to assess your body, do you understand that?" she asked kindly and Rachel simply nodded and she realized that nodding was even slightly painful, but the pain wasn't in her neck, it was in her ribs. Something was off and her breath caught in her chest, because fear was taking over. She'd fought so hard to get herself out of a dangerous place and now she was somehow back in one. "It's just an assessment sweetheart. Aunt Terri promises not to do anything without explaining it to you first," Terri explained. She was speaking very gently, but in Rachel's condition, she had to.
"First we have to get you on your back, do you think can roll on your back or do you want me to help you?" she asked her and Rachel shook her head no. "Alright, I'll wait for you to do it on your own and luckily for you, I'm on my days off, so I have all the time in the world," she said kindly. "I want you to take your time. Very slow, very careful," Terri told her kindly. It took some doing, but very carefully Rachel managed to turn onto her back and once she was still, she stared at the ceiling, panting, and sweating slightly.
Terri smiled and waited. "Okay Rachel, you don't have to say a word at all, I'm going to go very slowly. I'm going to start at the top of your head and I'm going to go through your whole body. If you want me to stop, just tap the floor. Why don't we try a practice. What do you do if you want me to stop?" she asked her and Rachel slapped her hand on the floor and Terri smiled. "That was wonderful Rachel. Now, I want you to understand something. When you tap the floor I will absolutely stop, but you will have to be examined, so a stop is just a temporary pause, it's not a full stop, do you understand?" Terri asked and Rachel nodded. "Very good. Now, we're going to start at the top of your head. It's just my hands," she said and she very carefully placed them on Rachel's skull. Rachel tapped her hand quickly and Terri paused. "Should I tell you what I'm doing as I do it?" Terri asked and Rachel simply looked at her. She didn't know if she wanted to hear it all. Terri waited a moment and then smiled kindly. "Ready?" she asked and Rachel nodded carefully. "Okay, I'm going to slide my hands down your temples, your cheeks, your chin, down to your neck and I will stop there and check your glands," Terri explained.
Rachel simply nodded and then Terri moved her hands, exactly where she said she was going to. Rachel's glands were not swollen, which was a good sign, it meant she wasn't battling an infection, but Terri didn't like that she looked so pale. "Cold," Rachel finally said softly.
"How about we get you a blanket then?" Terri suggested. "I still want to finish your assessment, but we can get you a blanket to put over you and keep you warm while I continue," Terri said. "I'm sure Miss Anne would be happy to get you a blanket," she said kindly.
Anne went to get her a blanket and then returned with a warm blanket and gently laid it over Rachel's body. Once she was set, Terri explained that she was going to continue the exam. "Okay Rachel, next are your shoulders and arms. I'm running down the sides and then I'm going to check your wrists and fingers, once I get there," she said and Rachel nodded. Terri ran her hands gently down Rachel's body and very slowly the she watched Rachel's face contort in pain when she got to her left wrist. Terri stopped and looked down at Rachel. "When you fell out of bed, did you hear any popping or cracking?" she asked. Rachel shrugged a bit and winced in pain. "Does your back hurt honey?" she asked and Rachel very carefully nodded.
"Rachel sweetheart, I think the best thing to do, is to get you to the hospital and get you x-rayed," Terri said and Rachel simply cried. She didn't want any of this. These people were going to be severely injured because of her. "You know what baby? Why don't we call Mama and Daddy, and ask them to meet us there okay?"
"Mama," Rachel said softly.
"I will call her now sweetheart," she said.
Shelby's phone buzzed on the night stand as Will laid in bed with his two blonde girls. They were now both sound a sleep and Quinn was snoring softly. The buzz got his attention and he grabbed her phone. "I'm sorry for this, but I need you at the hospital, Rachel needs x-rays, to ensure she's okay after falling out of bed. I think she's okay, but I don't want to take any risks."
Will took a deep breath and then got out of bed, carefully moving into Santana's room to see Shelby wide awake and Santana sleeping against her while Shelby pet her hair. "I hate to interrupt the two of you, but you are needed at the hospital. Rachel fell out of bed, Terri wants to take her for x-rays, and you have been requested," he said.
"Of course I have," Shelby sighed. "Okay, you need to take her to bed, with you and the other girls. I need to go to the hospital. We also need to reschedule our shopping day. Somehow I think a successful shopping trip with at least two tired young ladies, is not possible" she said.
Will smiled leaned down and kissed Shelby. "I'm calling your parents. We are having our date night, tonight," he told her.
"I really think that is a bad idea," she said kindly as they carefully shifted Santana into Will's arms and Santana very easily fell into them and cuddled up close.
"You need to remember my love, that you are the best Mama and best Miss that our four girls could ever have. You and I are lucky to have them. In order to continue being our best for them, we need to be at our best for us. We can't be at our best, if we don't focus on ourselves every once in a while. Yes Rachel will be upset, and yes our girls will probably regress even further than six, for a little while, but that is why we call in Grandma and Grandpa, and I have it on good authority that Aunt Terri is free as well," he said.
"Ugh! I love you and I hate that you are so convincing!" she said softly.
"Drive very carefully to the hospital," he said and she stood up, kissing him passionately as he held Santana.
"I love you so much my little adventure queen. Be good for Daddy," she told her softly, petting her head and kissing her temple and Santana only sighed in her sleep and continued to hold on to her Sir.
The hospital was oddly quiet and Rachel was now back in the 'safety' of a hospital bed, with a call button. Shelby was sitting next to her and they were waiting for Terri to come back with x-ray results. "Rae, are you okay baby? Do you need anything?" Shelby asked. Rachel shook her head no. "Are you ready to come live with us on Sunday?" Shelby asked and Rachel simply nodded. Shelby watched her carefully and was concerned that Rachel wasn't saying anything. Something had happened to her that she wasn't telling anyone and Shelby didn't like that. She wanted to know everything that was going on with her girls, so she could help them cope and deal and move on. She wasn't sure what was going on though, so she decided to tread carefully. "Rae, do you want to tell Mama anything about what happened before you got here?" she offered.
"No," she said softly and politely, but very simply. She wasn't going to relive it. She was going to just lay here with the lady who was the most protective person she knew and she was going to try and relax. She really did feel exhausted. Shelby could see her struggling, so she decided to try something.
"Rae honey, what if you held Mama's hand and closed your eyes to sleep. I won't let go, but my concern is that you may have something wrong, otherwise Mama would hold you in her arms and we could cuddle properly. Will you close your eyes for me?" she asked.
Rachel simply nodded and took Shelby's hand, squeezing it as tightly as she could and then closed her eyes. Sleep seemed like a good idea at the moment, so she was going to try, but she kept the tightest grip possible on Shelby's hand. "I'm right here sweetheart, I promise. I won't go anywhere without telling you," Shelby told her and moments later Terri walked into the room and smiled.
Shelby put a finger to her lips and Terri smiled, speaking quietly. "She's fine. She's showing signs of her left wrist being weak, but I think when she fell out of bed, she simply landed on it and it's sore. I don't see her having any long term problems, and I am officially Aunt Terri," she explained.
"By her decision?"
"No, it was my decision and we need to talk. Here's what I'm seeing. Your girls, my nieces, I know age play isn't their thing. It seems like it at times, but I know the difference. They have board games to keep them occupied, not because they desperately wanted them. I know they don't pretend to be six, they just act it. They are not age players, but she very well might be," Terri said and Shelby went to speak, but was stopped. "Shel," Terri said, not letting her say what she wanted to say, just yet. "she's very timid, quiet, shy, young, I think she acts younger than your girls when they start to get worked up. I don't think she's as young as Corey and Kenzie, but I don't think she's too far ahead of them. Those girls live in that age though and Rachel slips in and out of it, and not by choice. She is like your girls. She wants to fight and be an adult, but she is still scared. I do know she doesn't want diapers, but she should be wearing them at least until she can be reconditioned. The other things is that my nieces are very good with those two babies, I don't know how good they would be with her. The babies go back to their Mama and Daddy when they see them. Rae has no one to go back to. You and Will are the Mama and Daddy. I think you're about to walk a very fine line and you should get some advice from people who deal with multiple pets who were not a package deal and babies," Terri said.
"This is going to be a very long Saturday," Shelby sighed.
Shelby and Will made sure that their girls were given a proper breakfast and then the five of them went two blocks over to visit with Allison and Mark Hughes for a while. "Ladies, we are here to learn. We don't know Rachel's true desires, but we know that right now she needs some of the things Kenzie and Corey use on a regular basis. We are only here to learn and your questions can be asked, but very very carefully, am I clear?" Will asked them kindly and they all nodded. Shelby and Will had discussed it and they decided they needed to see more of how Kenzie and Corey were cared for. Mackenize and Courtney were "babies" and had a lot of baby things. They acted very young, pretty much all the time, and therefore they were needed members of the community. These two lovelies were almost used as case studies when other members of the community had to deal with a pet who was dealing with something very difficult and found comfort in the form of regression or age play.
"Mama? I don't know if I can do this," Brittany said softly, keeping her dark sunglasses in place. Her migraine was nearly gone, but she still had a dull, continual pain in the very back of her skull.
"If you can't that's okay. We'll find a place for you to just lie down for a while," Shelby said kindly as Will rang the doorbell. As soon as the chimes went off Santana jumped, in slight shock and realization.
"Daddy, we can't have any bell sounds at home and Rae is going to have to wear headphones or something until she gets better," she said.
"That's very observant Sanny, we'll figure something out, I promise," he assured her.
Mark opened the door and smiled. "Hello Schuesters," he said and he hugged all five of them individually and tightly. It always made Quinn smile when someone called her a Schuester. He ushered them into the family room of their house and offered everyone drinks. The girls all had lemonade and Will & Shelby took an iced tea. Allison was seated on the couch with Courtney who had been playing with legos by her feet. Now she was curled up on the couch, trying to get behind Allison. She didn't like company and currently none of Shelby and Will's girls could even spot Mackenzie.
"Hello my girls," Allison smiled and she stood up and hugged each of the girls tightly, leaving Courtney to whimper and push away from the group, into the corner of the couch. She knew these people, but she just didn't trust them right now. They came into her space and based on her history, that was never good and she had no control at all. "Corey, say hello baby," Allison encouraged and Courtney looked up giving a shy smile and tiny little wave. Allison finished greeting everyone properly and sat down next to her daughter. "Corey, use your words sweetheart. You know all these people. Come say hello," she said pulling her into her lap and Courtney made herself as small as possible. She didn't even try to make eye contact, she just cuddled into Allison and began playing with the button at the top of Allison's neckline
"Mama," Courtney said softly.
"Come on, we say hello to our guests," Allison said and it was a very strong encouragement. Mark returned with everyone's drinks and Allison shifted Courtney in her lap, so she was held tight and would be forced to look at everyone. "Come on, say hello," she told her.
"Hi," she said softly and then immediately turned her face into Allison's chest, clearly embarrassed.
"Hi Corey," Quinn smiled. "What were you playing with before we interrupted you?" she asked trying to help the young girl into a comfortable state. Quinn dropped to the ground and Courtney quickly followed suit. They were here to play, at least Quinn was, so that would be alright. Any other reason though and she was going to run.
"It's been a very long time and they are still afraid guests mean sex," Mark sighed speaking softly to Will who was right next to him and watching the scene before him.
"Where's your other little one?" Will asked kindly as all the girls, including Allison and Shelby sat to play with Courtney. Mark smiled and pointed to the curtains. Hiding behind the long sheer panel was a rather thin object, with two round humps in the middle and sock covered feet, sticking out the bottom.
Mark went to the curtains and spoke kindly. "Mackenzie my love, can you come out to see our guests please. Miss Shelby, Mister Will, and their thee loves came to visit. Will you come join us please?" Mark asked her.
"Daddy," came a very soft and tearful voice from behind the curtains.
Brittany happened to watch the scene before her and because of her migraine, all sounds were amplified, which meant she'd heard Mackenzie's very tearful, one word, protest. "She sounds so sad," Brittany said softly. She didn't like it when the babies cried. She didn't like that they were so scared all the time. "Kenzie, I'd love for you to come help me build a lego castle," Brittany called out. Santana on the other hand decided to move up onto the couch next to Shelby while the other girls played on the floor. Now that Courtney was relaxed, Allison was able to move up to the couch and simply watch. Santana moved with them, and leaned into Shelby's side and just listened and watched.
Santana vaguely heard the extremely quiet conversation about diapers and then began looking at Courtney and Mackenzie more closely, now that Mackenzie had come out of hiding and was building with legos. Santana couldn't see anything, she didn't even hear anything when they walked or moved, or even wiggled around and she couldn't figure out if the girls were actually in diapers at the moment. She was so engrossed in her thoughts, she wasn't paying attention to what was going on around her and missed her name being called. "Sanny honey," Allison said kindly trying to pull her from her thoughts.
"Hmm?" Santana asked absent mindedly.
"Earth to Santana," Shelby teased her, waving her hand just in front of Santana's face, to gain her full attention.
"I'm sorry Miss," Santana said quickly.
Allison smiled and nodded. "Come here love, I need you close, so we can talk softly," she said kindly and Santana carefully moved closer and was guided to sit next to Allison who wrapped a protective arm around her and spoke very softly into her ear. "Just nod my sweet girl," she told her. "Are you looking for something specific?" she asked and Santana nodded yes. "Can you point to it?" she asked and Santana shook her head no. "Alright love, whisper to me," Allison said and Santana turned her head.
"I heard you say diapers. Are they even wearing them?" she asked softly and Quinn looked up at her, indicating she'd heard them. Allison smiled and pet Santana's hair to calm her, feeling her go tense. The tension was felt between all the girls though, so Allison smiled at them and began to praise them.
"Kenzie, you and Bree are building a beautiful castle. Can you and Quinnie and Corey work on building a bridge to go between them? I think the castles belong to sisters, and they might want to visit," Allison said kindly.
"Mama! Dis one you cas-ah, dis one Aunty Lauren," Courtney said kindly.
"That's Aunty Lauren's Castle? Oh, well then you must build Mama and Aunty Lauren a bridge. We haven't seen each other in forever," Allison said.
"We he'p you Corey," Mackenzie said kindly and they set to building and which point Allison went back to explaining.
"The girls are in them now, yes," Allison said. "Can you see them?" she asked and Santana shook her head no. "We buy them that way on purpose. We want the girls to be protected and also comfortable and these give them protection and discretion," she explained.
"I just don't want Rae to be stared at," Santana said kindly.
"You are my darling girl, and I'm very proud of you Santana," Shelby praised her.
Quinn, Santana, and Brittany were seated at the dining room table, eating lunch and talking. "Okay, so here's what I figured out. If Rae is as bad as I think she is, bell sound wise, then she's going to need diapers, and she should use the ones that Kenzie and Corey use. They were both in them, and I heard and saw nothing," she said.
"I was there too, and they don't wear them all the time," Brittany offered.
"Yes they do, Miss Allison explained it to me. What they wear gives them protection and discretion," Santana said.
"It makes sense, we were there for two hours. We all went to the bathroom Bree. Sanny went twice. Those girls didn't budge, they wiggled around a lot, and got very quiet, but not once did they get up to go to the bathroom. Maybe that's the kind we have to get Rachel. It's really the only "baby thing" she needs," Quinn reasoned.
"What about her walking? She's not very good at that yet. She walks, but I think it kills her. It's too much pain for her and she's stubborn like Sanny, and she won't admit it," Brittany said.
"Hey!" Santana protested.
"You are!" Brittany shrugged.
"Yeah, you are," Quinn said.
"You're not helpful. Back to the walking thing. How do we get her to move, without her killing herself?" Santana said .
"She's going to have to go shopping," Brittany said. "I don't know how that's going to work though. She's in a lot of pain."
"They'll figure something out, they always do. It's why you have a sippy cup for when you get a migraine. It's just something basic to use until you don't need it anymore," Quinn reasoned. "It's why Sanny and I have our stuffed toy, so when we freak out, they can grab it and give it to us. They know what they're doing. They wouldn't be so high up in levels if they didn't," Quinn said.
"Why do you have to be so perfect?" Santana asked almost angrily.
"Because it's who I am," Quinn said calmly.
"Yeah, well, don't," Santana said and she finished her sandwich, stood up to put her plate in the sink and gave Quinn a kiss to her cheek on her way out of the room.
"It just doesn't seem fair, she should get what we got and now she can't because shopping requires walking, and walking for her, is painful," Brittany pouted.
"They'll figure it out Bree. You don't worry about it, because your migraine just went away. We don't need it coming back," Quinn said kindly and Will came into the room, looking at his girls.
"You okay Baby?" he asked Brittany with concern.
"I am," she said and he very carefully studdied her face. Something was bothering her.
"And if I find out you lied, what's going to happen?" he asked her seriously.
"When I'm better I get spanked," she said.
"You are incredibly intelligent," Will praised her and gave her a kiss to the top of her and then began massaging the top of her scalp. "Sanny baby! Where are you?" he called out and she came out of the kitchen with a glass of ice water for herself and Quinn and a cup of coffee for Brittany.
"I was getting us drinks," she said and he nodded and gave her a hug once she set all the drinks down.
"That was very kind of you. Does anyone have anything they want to ask about?" he questioned them.
"Are we going somewhere this afternoon Sir?" Quinn asked.
"We are darling. We are going over to see Miss Kelly, Mister Justin, and their four pets," he said.
"Are we going to get a quiz? Because I am not ready for any of Miss Kelly's quizzes," Santana said.
"I don't know if you'll be getting one. I honestly don't know if she's run one today or not. If she has one, you will take it. It's not going to hurt to be reminded of several basic safety rules," Will told her seriously and she pouted. "You can argue all you want Sanny, but it's only going to get you a sore bottom and you know that. I strongly recommend you simply take the quiz. I won't let her punish you for anything you get wrong, it's just something we'll work on to make sure you're well skilled. You are a very bright girl Santana, and I know you don't want to take the quizzes, but it's not a terrible thing to test yourself every once in a while. Miss and I take them too," he said.
"You do?" Brittany asked in shock, turning to look at her Sir.
"Yes we do. We get emails every so often from Mister Bruce. They're timed tests that we have to take," he said.
"What happens if you get it wrong?" Brittany asked, honestly curious if her Miss and Sir and to follow the same rules as she and her sisters did.
"We get a study guide, and we have two or three days to go over it and then get tested again," he said and Brittany nodded and then turned to reach up to him. He helped her to stand and she snuggled into him, glad to have him hold her for a while. "Are you nervous for going to visit?" he asked her kindly and she shook her head no. "Well Miss will be down soon and then we can go over okay?"
Quinn raised her hand and Will smiled. "Yes Quinnie?"
"Are we walking over?" she asked.
"No baby, we're driving. Sanny is the only one of the three of you who could stand to walk that far. Bree has a heavy headache, and you my lovely little blonde bombshell still have trouble walking far," he said kindly.
"Daddy? How is Rae-rae going to have her shopping day?" Brittany asked.
"Mama and I are going to talk to Rae about that sweetheart. You don't have to worry at all. She will get her shopping day, just like you all got yours, but you don't need to worry about it right now. Right now, we're going to wait for Mama to come downstairs and then we're all going to go over to Miss Kelly and Mister Justin's," he said kindly.
Shelby rang the doorbell on the front porch and once again, Santana jumped. "It's okay Sanny," Will said kindly, pulling her close and wrapping her in a hug. "I'm very proud of you for being so concerned baby. You make me very proud and I love you more than I will ever be able to express," he said.
She simply nodded and snuggled into him and before any more could be said, Kelly and Jenna answered the door and Jenna screamed in delight, ready to attack their guests. She loved it when Quinn, Brittany, and Santana visited with her. "Jenna!" Bree whined, wincing at the loud noise and Jenna immediately frowned.
"She is recovering from a migraine, you can't scream," Quinn said and she moved and gave Kelly a hug first and then Jenna.
"I'm sorry, I just get so excited when you girls are here," she said.
"We like you too," Brittany said. "Just don't scream," she continued hugging Kelly and Jenna as well and then going into the house with Quinn, Jenna, and Shelby, leaving Kelly, Will and Santana back on the front porch.
"No hugs for me Sanny?" Kelly asked kindly, watching this girl shrink into Will as best she could, which was not typical Santana behavior. It had been in the very beginning when they were first getting to learn about each other, but not now. Santana immediately turned around, pressing her face into Will's chest and she started crying.
"I can't, I'll be mean, I can't do it Daddy, I'm sorry," she said tears falling quickly.
"Come in, my loves, my office is right here," Kelly said, giving them a chance to be alone for a few minutes. Will had to practically force Santana into the house and then into the office.
He took a seat in the chair and pulled his now crying pet to stand in front of him. He was now very concerned about her. It didn't seem that she should be this upset from the door being opened. "Sanny, look at me baby, you have to talk to me so I can help you sweetheart," he said.
"I'm gonna hit her," she cried. "Jenna's gonna be herself, and I don't want to hit her. I can't do this Daddy, I can't. I can't be here," she cried.
"Shhh, yes you can baby, you can be here. We all need to be here. We have to learn. We learned at Mister Mark's house today, and we're going to learn here too. We need to learn so that when Rachel comes tomorrow, Mama and I will be better prepared to help her and the three of you. Sanny, Daddy is about to have four lovely girls and I want to be sure I give you all the very best," he explained.
"No, I can't, Daddy please," she begged.
"Shhh, Sanny, it's okay my love," he tried.
"No, I can't. I need to go, I need to go Daddy," she said starting to panic and he realized he wasn't going to be the one who would be able to help her.
"Shhh, sit here baby, sit right here and I'll send Mama in," he told her and he stood up and moved into the doorway, calling for Shelby and both Quinn and Brittany looked concerned when Shelby left them.
"Alright my loves, all my loves, Sheusters and Summers, I need everyone to start clearing off the table, we're going to play a game," Justin announced. His pets did well when they were forced to refocus on a task, and so he used the same tactic with Quinn and Brittany, which seemed to be working. While they did that, Shelby stole away into the office only to find one of her girls looking terribly stressed.
"Sanny, what happened baby?" she asked moving into the room and kneeling in front of her.
"Mama! I can't be here," she whimpered.
"Okay baby, shhh, come here," she said pulling her into a hug and she felt nothing but one of her baby girl's trembling. "Shhh," she said kindly rubbing her back and pulling her into her lap. "It's okay Sanny, you're okay, and you know what? It's okay that you don't want to be here and I'm so proud of you for being honest," Shelby praised her and Santana just held tight to her Mistress, holding her breath, trying to pull herself together. "Shhh, it's okay baby. You know what, everyone else is about to play a game, all of them together. You don't have to play, you can sit with Mama okay? We'll just sit together and watch everyone, you don't have to say a word, I promise, and no one will bug you and I won't let go okay?" she bargained and Santana nodded but continued to cry, although it was definitely less than moments ago. "Shhh, come on baby," she said gently and she helped her calm down and then lead her out to the other room where there was a large set up of cards on the floor.
"Sanny! Good you can be on my team, you're super smart, you'll help me win," Jenna said.
"Jenna Nicole, you were not paying attention to the rules," Kelly scolded her. "Sanny baby, you can sit there with Mama and watch, or play if you want, but Jenna, you are going to explain the rules," Kelly said and Michael went to raise his hand. "By yourself little one," she added and Michael sighed and put his hands down. "Girls you will not help," Kelly said addressing Quinn and Brittany. "Sanny just listen sweetheart, Jenna tell me the rules," she said.
Jenna took a deep breath and sighed. She had listened, but she didn't want to follow those rules. She didn't want to play by herself. Her brothers were her support system and to do it on her own, was much too scary. "We all have to play on our own. We flip one yellow card that has a person's name and then we flip a blue card that has a safe word on it. If they match, we pick them up and the next person takes their turn. If they don't match, time has to be given for people to memorize what's on the cards and then it's the next person's turn. Everyone has to see the words and names on the cards, to be fair for memorizing placement and we have to work independently of each other," Jenna recited.
"That was very good. Sanny baby, do you understand?" Kelly asked and Santana simply nodded.
"Yes Miss Kelly," Shelby whispered in her ear, speaking very gently. She was fine with Santana being scared and upset, but she needed her to still be respectful of other members of the circle.
"Yes Aunt Kelly," Santana said and Shelby smiled and cuddled her little girl tighter. Santana was having a very stressful afternoon and when Rachel moved in, Shelby suspected that it was only going to get worse.
"Do you want to play too sweetheart or are you going to sit with Mama and just watch?" Kelly asked.
"Just watch," Santana said and Kelly nodded while Shelby wrapped her little girl in a tight hug.
"Alright," Justin announced. "We're going to take turns in the following order. Bree, Quinnie, Jenna, Ry, Harry, and Mike," he said gesturing to the large square of sixty cards face down on the floor, representing the thirty members of their circle and their safe words. "Now, as we know, we have a new potential circle member coming, so their name is in here as well as their safe word. Ryan my boy, when will you know if you have the right pairing for the newest potential person?" he asked.
"When nothing else matches Daddy," Ryan said kindly.
"Very good my boy. Bree, when ever you are ready to start sweetheart," Justin told her. She studied the six rows of ten cards each and thought for a few moments. Second row, second card, Mistress Shelby Corcoran. She continued on to the fifth row, seventh card in, Marbles. Then she looked up at Justin. "What's wrong sweetheart?" he asked her seeing a questioning look all over her face.
"How long before I turn them back over Uncle Justin?" she asked. This game made everyone nervous for some reason and they always reverted back to the younger terms of parental figures. No one ever said anything about their regression though. Their questions were simply answered and everyone moved on.
"Just be sure everyone has seen them, that's all my love," he said and she nodded, before turning them back over and then nodded at Quinn. Quinn went simply and selected the first and second cards in the fifth row, indicating Jenna Nicole and Peaches, so Quinn picked up the pair and waited for Jenna to take her turn.
The six of them continued the game and Santana watched, nodding her head yes when it was correct and shaking her head no when she saw the pairing wasn't right, and she got every pairing correct where as everyone else had at least one small mix up. Santana however was the most observant of all the pets in the room and she knew how important this was, so she made sure to pay extra close attention. Kelly noticed and walked over to her while Justin wen over to the other six pets. He checked everyone's pairings, helping them determine what was right and what was wrong. "Sanny, you did beautifully, I'm really proud of you, you got every single one of those right," Kelly praised her and Santana nodded, cuddling further into Shelby. She needed her Mama desperately and Shelby felt that cold nervous steal ball of energy enter her stomach. She and Will were due to have their date night and right now Santana wasn't going to let her out of the house.
Justin talked to each pet individually. He took hold of the pairings they'd gotten wrong and then very carefully used all the "wrong pairings" to play a one on one game with each pet. Safe words were a very big deal in their circle. He wanted to go over it with them, to help correct them, give them reassurance, and build their confidence. Some took longer than others, but one by one, he went through the six of them and then he went back over to Shelby and Santana. "I saw you sweetheart, you got every pairing correct. I am very proud of you," he said. The pets wanted to play a little more with each other, so they were all given permission to play and while they did the "owners" were going to have a discussion about adding in a new pet to an already established group. However Santana didn't want to leave her Mama and that concerned Shelby. Shelby wasn't sure if she should allow her to stay and listen or if she should call Kelly later when she could find more private time.
Justin however noticed that this might be a really great opportunity, so he decided to use it to their advantage. He handed Shelby and Santana each a glass of lemonade, took his own, and had a seat across from them. "Sanny, can Uncle Justin talk to you for a few minutes please?" he asked her gently and she nodded. "Are you sure sweetheart? I just know that you look very nervous, even in Mama's arms, and I don't want to make it any worse for you," he told her honestly and she nodded.
"Why don't you tell Uncle Justin what you're so worried about my love?" Shelby pressed kindly and Santana shook her head.
"Why don't we try this. Do you know that when Ryan came to live here, Jenna was very concerned and acted out a lot and got herself into trouble?" eh asked and Santana nodded. "Did you know that Mike was scared of being kicked out of the house?" he asked her and she shook her head. She hadn't heard that part and even Shelby looked slightly surprised. "He was very concerned that we could only handle three pets and it also didn't help Jenna was whining and causing a general raucous anytime she could because she really didn't want a new pet in the house. So Aunt Kelly and I talked to each of them individually and it's been a while now and you know what? Ryan is still here and while my four loves do squabble and do complain, I wouldn't send any of them away for any reason. Do you know when it is that they get to leave?" he asked her.
"If they want to Sir," she said softly.
"You my darling girl are so smart," Shelby smiled and kissed her temple.
"You know what love, all the rules that you know, they apply to you as well, which means if you don't want to leave, you don't have to, and I hear that you are being very protective of a girl you don't even truly know," he said and Santana frowned. She hated that word always go out so quickly. "Your Mama and Daddy are so very proud of all three of you girls, they tell Miss Anne and Mister Bruce how wonderful you are, how helpful you are. That is a good thing my sweet girl. I know you're scared and it's okay to be scared," he told her.
"Sanny, do you trust more than just Mama and Daddy?" Shelby asked her and Santana shook her head. "Do you know that you can go to anyone in our circle, at any time, if you feel that you can't tell me something?" she asked and again Santana nodded.
"Well I want to impress upon you my darling girl, that while I do have a wife, and four pets, I will also always find a way to make time for you, should you need it. It's okay to come talk to me too okay?" Justin asked her.
"Thank you Sir," she said and pushed herself further into Shelby.
Will was on the other side of the house talking to Kelly who was being very kind and supportive. "You know this is totally different. They are being thrown into a situation instead of eased into it, and it's no one's fault that it's happening. You just have to be calm and remember that even when you want to spank them senseless, you still love them," Kelly smiled and Will laughed.
Kelly and Justin were more strict with their pets than he and Shelby were, but spanking someone senseless never happened. They were all so careful with their pets, because they were so loved and treasured and above all wanted. "Tell me about Rachel," Kelly said kindly. "Justin told me a little bit about her the other day, but I feel like you and Shel might know more."
"She's a fighter. She has made this immediate connection with us, mostly Shelby, and she wants in, which is great, but my concern is that she is so brainwashed that she doesn't really want it. She lived with Bruce and Anne for three days and now she's being brought to us, there is no on off time, and I feel like she needs that," Will sighed. "It's why we do it. Try it a little bit at a time, so they can figure it out. There are so many pets who have come through this circle and didn't stay, they realized it wasn't what they wanted, and I am concerned that Rachel is going to be one of those pets and we're taking her decision away from her," Will said.
"And what does she call you and Shelby?" Kelly asked.
"Mama and Daddy," he said.
"You're absolutely fine," Kelly smiled.