Hey guys. Got inspired by RosalieAnneliese stories on here, basicly the little mandy series. This is my attempt to do my own similar story. This also goes along with my story the recovery of Amanda since she does regress. The plot line is the same. She was still held hostage for a year and had an abusive childhood. There's just no autism. I am thinking about actually redoing that whole story or just writing an alternate version but I haven't decided yet. Anyways here we go. There
is no spanking in this one.
Amanda giggled uncontrollably as Olivia tickled her relentlessly and the brunette smiled, loving this time with her sweet little girl. "Mama, I'm hungry. Can I-" Little Amanda began once they had calmed down but then stopped, eyes widening in terror.
"Baby, you can ask me anything, you know that. Mama is right here." Olivia said lovingly, trying to keep her own emotions in check. "M-m-mama." Little Amanda suddenly sobbed, gripping Mama's shirt and clinging desperately to her, just wanting more food but terrified to ask, knowing what would happen if she did.
"Do you want something else to eat, angel?" Olivia asked gently, placing little Amanda on her lap and rocking slowly, her heart shattering when she remembered her sweet little girl eating stale bread that she had not gotten a chance to throw out yet upon entering the kitchen a few hours ago after not finding little Amanda in her room. "Please, mama. Don't beat me, not the belt. I be good, I be good." Little Amanda wailed and Olivia's heart broke, knowing what she needed to do. Since Amanda's rescue, when a flashback or memory from either her kidnapping or childhood would resurface she would regress. Olivia, catching on to this fact rather quickly, had also discovered that Amanda did not know what true discipline was. What her parents called discipline was actually abuse, but Amanda didn't know this. She thought she was a bad girl and that she deserved what happened to her. This, coupled with big girl Amanda's fear of facing her trauma had lead them to take on this arrangement.
Olivia had found that little Amanda could open up more in this state than big girl Amanda could, but both she and Dr. Lindstrom hoped this would change eventually.
"No beating or belt for my baby, I promise." Olivia whispered, walking down the hall and changing Amanda into pajamas and a diaper before sitting down on the bed with the little one in her lap and cuddling her close.
"I scared. Mama stay." Little Amanda sniffled and Olivia tenderly kissed her forehead, continuing to rock her slowly. "Mama's right here, baby. You're totally safe. No beating for my sweet baby. You can always have food. Mama will never punish you by not allowing you to eat. The only punishment you will Ever get is one on your bottom, no where else.
Do you understand, lovy?" Olivia asked gently, patting Amanda's bottom to sooth her.
"Yes, mama. I understand, but why did they hurt me?" I was bad, right?" "Oh, no, baby. You weren't bad. Your behavior might have been bad, but you did not deserve what they did to you. That was abuse, my angel.
I know you're still learning the difference, but I promise I am going to help you and you know you can be little whenever you need to. Olivia explained lovingly and after several minutes of gentle words and touches little Amanda began to calm, safe in mamas arms.