Book 4: Thief in Service

[littlepinkdargon]

Good chapter! Love the details of the other rooms. Should have seen something coming about the security company seeing as how they didn't find anything on her.

Poor Paige being stumped, how precious.

Drugged milk. A classic.

Also to a lot of those scenarios, I volunteer as tribute.

[the diaper mike]

Once again awesome chapter amazing talent

[TerranV]

Nice chapter. 

And the additive to the milk was only to help her sleep. Nothing else.

Nothing else...

[TheJ]

4 hours ago, LittleFallenPrincess said:

That would be eeeeeeeevil!

I'm interested about the dark theory, even if it isn't correct ?

Well... The part of my theory I wrote down might still be true to an extent. The part I didn't tell was that Carver is in little trafficking business and Paige is her new victim. That was too dark to begin with, extremely unlikely now.

This wouldn't be a story without conflict but at the moment the source of that conflict could be just about anything. I don't have any guesses. Looking forward to the next chapter! 

[Moon3ye]

7 hours ago, TheJ said:

Well... The part of my theory I wrote down might still be true to an extent. The part I didn't tell was that Carver is in little trafficking business and Paige is her new victim. That was too dark to begin with, extremely unlikely now.

This wouldn't be a story without conflict but at the moment the source of that conflict could be just about anything. I don't have any guesses. Looking forward to the next chapter! 

We already had kidnapping and human trafficking in another story.

If something bad happens now, I think it has to do with Tony and DD.

[YourFNF]

On 1/14/2022 at 1:47 PM, LittleFallenPrincess said:

Oh. And what, you play teacher in here and make them do work?”

 

“Exactly. Depending on their play age, I give them little tests or homework sheets. Get them to work in groups. And it varies by subject too. Sometimes we do art, sometimes we do maths, sometimes English. It can be a lot of fun.”

I actually feel like I would really like this? Especially science and art class? I'm definitely more of a middle so this is hitting notes for me...

On 1/14/2022 at 1:47 PM, LittleFallenPrincess said:

Medical play?”

 

“You know... Doctors and nurses? I don’t do it often, but I like to play Doctor for some littles. Take their temperature, give them a sweet or something and pretend its medicine, then give them a lollipop for being really good. I mostly made this room for a couple of my friends to play in, but I sometimes make use of it too.”

 

“You made an entire room just for a couple of friends?” My jaw couldn’t drop any lower.

totally isn't into this

On 1/14/2022 at 2:15 PM, LittleFallenPrincess said:

I have that conflict within so often. Like... I want to be a soft, small little tiny baby... but I also want to brat and be put in my place. It's difficult

Mood... Honestly if I get a mommy again I may just ask for weekly "maintaince and adjustment" spankings... *giggles*

[LittleFallenPrincess]

Chapter 24: Bite Size Trials

Thief in Service - by LittleFallenPrincess

 

I awoke, feeling more refreshed than ever.

Opening my eyes, I saw that I was back in the nursery. I was lay inside the large crib, with the sides pulled up. Upon closer inspection, I saw that the mechanism was on the outside of the crib so it could be difficult to get myself out of this.

But before I could even sit up, I heard the door open and Miss Carver walk in.

“I heard you stirring. So I came in to check on you. Did you sleep well?” Miss Carver asked.

“I... wait... you drugged me!”

“I did tell you there was something in it...”

“Whatever it was... that was the best, most relaxing sleep I’ve had in years!”

“Told you. Now, are you ready to start work?”

Normally I’d have groaned and whined, tossed and turned, basically thrown a big tantrum until I ended up staying in bed. But whatever she had used to help me sleep, it made me feel more rested than ever. I was sat up in a matter of seconds, peeking over the side of the large crib I had been put in.

“What’s with the... umm... you know...” I tried asking, but it was still difficult to talk about all this stuff.

“We didn’t get enough time to show you your room, so I thought I’d just pop you in your nursery for your nap.”

I started blushing as she walked over and pulled the side of the crib down, reaching in and lifting me up.

“Oh dear, someone’s a soggy little princess! Don’t worry, the sleepy medication does that. It’ll wear off in another hour.”

As she squished the outside of my wet... ‘thing’... I blushed and found myself quickly burying my face into her shoulder.

“Come on then sweetpea, let’s go get you dressed for work, shall we? I need to open up very soon.”

“What... what time do you usually open?” I asked.

“Morning usually, but with you being here, I made an exception. Don’t worry though, the shop doesn’t get very busy. No one is going to care that I opened up in the afternoon rather than the morning.”

“W...”

“What is it sweetie?” She asked as she carried me over to the changing table.

“Why do you have your shop if you’re so wealthy and have a security firm?”

“I like running it. It gives me something to do during the day, I like interacting with customers and I enjoy buying and selling rare books and interesting antiques.” She smiled at me as she changed my wet nappy.

“I was going to ask... is it just a book store or what? I saw the statues and artwork you’ve got stored.”

“It’s mostly a book store. But I don’t limit myself to just books.”

“Why books? What made you want to open a book store?”

“Because I enjoy reading. I enjoy learning more about the world, about people, about everything. And I love a good story. Do you like to read?”

“I... haven’t read in years. Not since school really.”

“Oh sweetie... then whilst we’re downstairs we’re going to find two books, okay? One for you to read in your spare time, and one for me to read to you in the evenings.”

For some reason, despite never really being interested in books or novels or anything, I loved the thought of her reading to me.

“And before you ask, I still run the security firm. But I’m a lot more hands off these days. I’ll occasionally have to go in. Anyway, why don’t we get you dressed for working?”

“Already? It feels like we’ve barely had any time in...”

‘My baby outfit and this nappy. Say it Paige. Say it.’

“You already don’t want to get out of your little outfit. That’s adorable. Sorry sweetpea, the plan is to give you little bite size trials of each role that you’ll be playing with me. That way you can decide if you want to proceed with this arrangement or not.”

“Hmph. Fine.” I pouted.

She looked at me as though her heart was melting, but quickly shook her head and glared at me intensely.

Suddenly the Mummy in her seemed to disappear in an instant, and instead, stood before me, was ‘Miss Carver’ again, the scary dominatrix who made me weak at the knees with a single glance.

“No pouting. Otherwise I’ll make sure your time at work is... uncomfortable.”

I gulped as she helped me up and escorted me back to the doll’s room to get changed.

‘When did she finish changing me...? Wait... I’m not wearing a nappy... This woman is a ninja!’

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I stood there, on the shop floor, beads of sweat manifesting on my forehead, anxious as to what this afternoon would bring.

“Just help people find things, look pretty, and serve customers. If you have any issues or problems, just come find me. Okay?” Miss Carver instructed.

“Yes...”

“That’s Miss Carver whilst we’re at work sweetie...” All that was needed was a stern look from her... just like the one she was giving me right now.

“Yes, Miss Carver.” I corrected myself quickly.

“Good girl. Good job washing the maid’s uniform, it looks good on you.”

I blushed, trying to pull the hem of the dress down so it showed less skin. I mean, sure, I was fortunate that it didn’t reveal the silk lace panties that Miss Carver had picked out specifically for me to wear for work, but if I bend over too far there is a good chance it may.

Flipping the sign on the door, Miss Carver walked over to the counter where the till was and began reading, so I went about my first task... dusting and cleaning the shelves.

“Oh and whilst you’re at it, another job for you is to pick out those two books. You remember right? One for personal reading, and one for me to read to you. Your choice.”

So as I cleaned the shelves, I thought carefully about what books I should pick. Sure, she said they were my choice, but if I was to impress her more, I’d have to pick something that would get me on her good side.

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It was about 20 minutes since we opened that we received our first customer. Miss Carver wasn’t lying, it wasn’t a very busy store at all, but then again it’s not a bookshop chain or a well advertised store that stocked the latest bestsellers. The people who shopped here must be people looking for specific rare books; so mostly specialists and avid readers.

The bells above the door rang and I quickly hid behind a bookshelf, peeking out over the top to get a glimpse of the customer.

“Ah, Miss Carver!” The woman said with a very posh accent, in a way that indicated that she was familiar with her and this shop.

“Lady Barnett. Good to see you again. It’s been a while.” Miss Carver responded, putting her book down to greet the large lady wearing a rather expensive looking fur coat and heels.

“It has! How are you doing?”

“I’m okay, yourself?”

“Grand.”

“So what can I do for you today, Lady Barnett? I have a copy of ‘Realms of the Shadows’ somewhere I think.” Miss Carver smiled at her.

“It’s like you read my mind, Miss Carver! I was hoping you’d have something suitable for me, and it turns out you’ve already procured it! Just like always!”

“I knew one of my best customers would be back for another book of the arcane, so I made sure to find one of the best. Took me a while, but it should be on one of the shelves. Let me just find Paige...”

Miss Carver looked around the store and locked eyes on me, wagging her finger at me, indicating for me to come over.

“Paige? Oh have you got another temporary assistant?” Lady Barnett asked with a smile on her face.

“I’m hoping she’ll be a bit more of a permanent fixture here.” Miss Carver replied, smiling at me.

“Oh I do love when you have assistants. In their cute little outfits. Is she...?”

I crept over slowly, standing in front of the two intimidating women.

“Oh she’s as cute as a button! I can see why you want her to stay!” The Lady looked at me and practically squealed.

I blushed instantly, looking at Miss Carver for instructions so I could get out of this situation.

“Will you please find a copy of ‘Realms of the Shadows’ please? It should be in the mythological section.

I nodded and walked off, but I kept my focus on the conversation as I found the correct section.

“I don’t know why you keep my favourite books in the mythological section. They’re not myths you know!” Lady Barnett whined.

“Sorry, I’m just not a believer of magic and the arcane.” Miss Carver shrugged her shoulders and pulled that awkward face people pulled when they didn’t want to offend someone.

“Well at least you’ll entertain an old woman like me with my beliefs. So you’re not all bad.” Lady Barnett laughed.

I quickly found the book and returned, handing it to Miss Carver. Smiling awkwardly, I rushed away as quickly as possible, before they could say anything else about me.

Lady Barnett purchased the book and left.

Miss Carver went back to her reading, but I occasionally caught her diverting her attention to me whenever I was reaching up high or bending over, so I made an effort to do it more often.

I couldn’t believe what a tease I was becoming around her.

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The rest of the afternoon was completely dead. No more customers entered, I organised books and cleaned every single shelf. I worked harder than I’ve ever worked in my life... but then I suppose this is the first proper job I’ve ever had. If you’d even call it a proper job.

“I want you to go get out of that outfit and find an outfit from the wardrobe in your bedroom.” Miss Carver ordered.

“You... bought me clothes?” I asked.

“I worked out your sizes and bought you some things I thought you’d like. Once you’re dressed, I want you to meet me in my study. Make sure to knock.”

She spoke so... devoid of empathy. Like she was taking the domme role to the extreme. Which was a shock to me as earlier on I had experienced someone so warm, kind and loving, when she was Mummy. But since then, it’s like she’s withdrawn and created a shield around her.

So I nodded and walked out, up the stairs to the third floor.

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“Time to see what this room is like...” I said as I opened the door to what was supposed to be the room I was ‘renting’.

I must have died and gone to Heaven.

This... room... was larger than my whole apartment. And calling it a room is an understatement. This was basically a whole apartment, with multiple rooms splitting off from the main room.

First there was a kitchen branching off from the entrance, then a bathroom, a bedroom, a living room... this place had everything. And in contrast to my grungy, dirty, broken down apartment, this apartment was full of furniture that looked brand new. From the sofa... to the ridiculously large TV... everything was spotless and untouched.

I couldn’t believe it. This... this was mine. Provided I agreed to be her sub.

Not that it would be like I was being paid to be her sub, this was more like... an added bonus in my opinion.

“Oh shit, yeah, I need to get changed!” I said as I rushed into the large closet in the bedroom.

This closet was very different to the doll room one and Miss Carver’s bedroom. This... was mostly empty. Whilst it was as large as the others, and looked identical in design... it held about five outfits, all of which looked similar to stuff I’d normally wear. Well... all but one. One was a cute white dress that was somewhat between formal and casual. Smart enough to wear somewhere fancy, but casual enough that I wouldn’t be stared at for being overdressed.

Opting for one of the pairs of jeans and a black tee, I quickly changed out of the uniform, making sure to carefully place it on the bed. I grabbed some basic underwear too, as I still wasn’t used to the fancy lace stuff she had picked out for me.

Wrapping a flannel shirt around my waist by the sleeves, I closed the closet doors and headed out of my new apartment, walking down the hall to the office where Miss Carver was waiting for me.

 

I knocked. Not too loudly, but not too quietly. I wasn’t sure why she was being so distant all of a sudden, so I was making sure not to make things worse.

“Come in.” I heard from the other side of the door.

Quickly entering, shutting the door behind me, I saw Miss Carver sat down behind her desk. Pointing at the chair in front of us both, she instructed me to sit down.

Sitting down, I closed my legs together and put my hands on my knees, looking at the floor the whole time, too nervous to look up.

“So... Paige...” She started.

“Yes, Miss Carver?”

“How was today?”

“I...”

“Be honest with me.”

“I... enjoyed it.”

I still couldn’t believe I was admitting all this and embracing it all so quickly. It all felt natural to me, so I suppose that helped.

“Every part of it?”

“I...”

“Speak up.”

“I... don’t like when you’re this... mean.”

I must have pressed a nerve or something, she looked uncomfortable all of a sudden.

“Sorry. But... other than that... have you enjoyed your first day? Is this something you’d like to pursue full time?”

“...Yes Miss.”

“You’re willing to work for me, be my submissive, my little, everything?”

“Yes Miss.”

“And you’re willing to take the apartment I am offering you, as well as a generous paycheck for working in the shop for me?”

“Yes Miss.”

She took a second, looking me up and down.

“I... think I’m willing to give this a chance. Do you have any questions or comments?”

I don’t know what it was in me, I don’t know what spurred me to speak up, to try this very risky strategy. But before my brain could catch up with me, I blurted out something I was already feeling I was going to regret.

“I HAVE A COUNTER OFFER!” I shouted, not realising my tone or volume.

Miss Carver placed her hands on her crossed legs and looked at me, silently judging me.

The next fifteen seconds were the most excruciatingly uncomfortable fifteen seconds of my life.

And I’ve had to listen to Jack talk for like an hour about that toxic video game he plays.

The clock ticked every second, and every tick made me feel more and more anxious... more and more like I had fucked up.

“Go on then...” Miss Carver finally spoke up. “What’s this offer...?”

“I... I... agree to being your sub. Your little. All that. I’ll work in the shop. Everything is fine. But I want one thing extra. I get that one thing and I’m all yours.”

“...and that would be?” She asked, her eyebrow raising.

I gulped, nervously trying to keep my legs from shaking.

“I WANT A DATE WITH YOU!”

 

 

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On 1/14/2022 at 7:53 PM, littlepinkdargon said:

Good chapter! Love the details of the other rooms. Should have seen something coming about the security company seeing as how they didn't find anything on her.

Poor Paige being stumped, how precious.

Drugged milk. A classic.

Also to a lot of those scenarios, I volunteer as tribute.

Thanks! I'm glad you enjoyed it! ?

On 1/14/2022 at 8:22 PM, the diaper mike said:

Once again awesome chapter amazing talent

Thank you so much!

On 1/14/2022 at 8:46 PM, TerranV said:

Nice chapter. 

And the additive to the milk was only to help her sleep. Nothing else.

Nothing else...

Nothing else...

...Except for the side effects... maybe.

On 1/15/2022 at 12:24 AM, TheJ said:

Well... The part of my theory I wrote down might still be true to an extent. The part I didn't tell was that Carver is in little trafficking business and Paige is her new victim. That was too dark to begin with, extremely unlikely now.

This wouldn't be a story without conflict but at the moment the source of that conflict could be just about anything. I don't have any guesses. Looking forward to the next chapter! 

That would be eeeeeeeevil! ?

Most of this story is about Paige and Alex's relationship, and all the struggles they face to get to where we know they end up, and the difficulty with the relationship. It's not so much focusing on a 'big bad' like my other stories, but yes, there may be that kind of conflict too. But it's not the main focus of this story. I really enjoyed writing the parts where the characters are vulnerable, their weaknesses and them opening up about them.

On 1/15/2022 at 8:21 AM, Moon3ye said:

We already had kidnapping and human trafficking in another story.

If something bad happens now, I think it has to do with Tony and DD.

Tony is suspect no.1 for 'big bad' of this. Could I be that obvious?

But yeah, as I said, the focus for this story was the relationship between the two, and the difficulties they face in opening up to each other, rather than a big bad.

On 1/16/2022 at 8:31 AM, YourFNF said:

I actually feel like I would really like this? Especially science and art class? I'm definitely more of a middle so this is hitting notes for me...

totally isn't into this

Mood... Honestly if I get a mommy again I may just ask for weekly "maintaince and adjustment" spankings... *giggles*

Oh I love classroom stuff. I went to a kink event that had a little quiz and people got spanked for wrong answers and it was so much fun. I'd love to explore that a lot more!

Maintenance and adjustment spankings should be a requirement

[Moon3ye]

A really cute chapter once again.

If I were rich or won the lottery, I would also run a bookstore/antique store just for fun.

Just for fun.

And maybe to find interesting books.

I would be the creepy owner who appears behind you when you find a book you like and then tells you "Yes young lady this book fits you perfectly" then disappear again and reappear behind the cash register.

I would have so many secret passages in my store to look creepy.

I like the ending.

Oh and I want that job and that apartment and to work in that store.

 

[littlepinkdargon]

Another cute chapter! I love that you've made it so easy to feel what Paige is feeling and going through.

I'm pretty certain she'll get her date.

 

And you say that Tony is possibly the big bad but that this is a story revolving around the two...but forgive us if we DON"T TRUST YOU! ❤️

Can't wait for more. This is a fun one.

[YourFNF]

12 hours ago, LittleFallenPrincess said:

gulped, nervously trying to keep my legs from shaking.

“I WANT A DATE WITH YOU!”

[LittleFallenPrincess]

Chapter 25: Date Night

Thief in Service - by LittleFallenPrincess

 

“You... want a date?”

Miss Carver seemed surprised by this sudden outburst.

“Y... yeah. I mean... yes please.” I quickly returned to the shy, nervous little mouse that I am around her.

“What kind of date?” She asked.

‘That’s not a no... maybe I have a chance?’ I thought to myself.

“I mean... the usual kind.” I replied.

“You do realise this thing we have isn’t romantic? This relationship is purely kink based.”

My heart dropped. I knew it, I always knew it. Miss Carver never hid that from me. But it hurt to hear it out loud. But still, despite the disappointing reminder, I nodded and smiled.

“I know. I... I’d just like to do something fun outside, with you, as us, without any roles or anything. To... get to know you, I suppose.” I explained.

“If that’s all, then I accept your terms.” She said, standing up and walking around the desk, sitting on it as she looked down at me. “Work begins at 12 tomorrow. I expect you up on time tomorrow, I want breakfast ready by 9, Maid uniform for 12. Finish at 5pm. Then repeat that for the day after. However, the day after today, after the store closes, I’ll arrange a table somewhere nice and I’ll also cover the costs. So I want you ready by 7pm, in your nicest outfit.”

‘So that’s either the dress I wore to your birthday, or the white one upstairs... great choice!’

“Yes Miss. Two days time. Got it.” I answered, happy that she even considered my request, let alone indulging me with it.

“Now, I’m going to work in my study for a bit. Feel free to use the new laptop in your apartment to find some food for delivery. Neither of us should cook tonight. I’ll be too busy and I don’t want you working or cooking. Now, if you’ll excuse me... I’ll see you in the morning. Good night.” She said as she escorted me out of my seat and towards the door.

“Can I quickly go back to my old apartment and grab my stuff?” I asked.

“Sure. Make sure to let your landlord know you’re moving out.”

“Will do...” I said, being pushed out of her office gently.

‘I don’t have much to pack, so it should take long.’ I thought to myself as I felt her hands release themselves from my back.

“Good...” Before I could finish my sentence, she shut the door behind me and I heard the lock click. “...night.”

I sighed, dragging myself off to call a cab to my old apartment to grab my stuff.

 

The night was... I’m not sure. I felt sad and alone since Miss Carver shoved me out of her office, and all afternoon she’s been distant with me.

Was it something I had done? Was it something I said? Was... was I expecting more from her?

Either way, I called a cab and went back to my old place, packed everything into the one suitcase I had, told my landlady to stick it and headed back to my new home. Once home, I ordered food, watched TV, and unpacked what little I had brought over, before getting into some pyjamas that were left out on my bed and snuggling up in the comfiest duvet I had ever slept in.

The day after was very much the same. I woke up nice and early, prepared breakfast for us both despite not knowing my way around her kitchen, and greeted her as she walked in. But again, she seemed distant.

Midday rolled up and I changed into the maid’s uniform, and promptly headed downstairs. Miss Carver sat at the counter, reading.

I even did the task I failed to do yesterday; I picked out two books and handed them to her. One was a novel about a lesbian romance, which I picked mostly because of the cover art. The other was a kid’s bedtime story book. Both of which I was surprised to see in this shop of ‘rare books’.

But Miss Carver just nodded and put them aside for me.

We had barely any customers, just like yesterday, and 5pm arrived quicker than I expected.

Miss Carver went back to her study as soon as we closed up, and I was alone again. So I ordered something different to eat and got an early night, nervous about our date the day after.

 

As soon as we shut shop the following day, I headed upstairs and hopped in the bath, making sure I was perfect for tonight’s ‘date’. I wasn’t sure where she was taking me, so I had to try to look like I fit in to whatever fancy restaurant this place would be.

I got the white dress out of the wardrobe, along with some shoes I found on a shelf.

“I suppose this is the best outfit I have...” I said, getting dressed.

And just as I was finishing putting on these fancy shoes that Miss Carver had bought for me, I heard a knock at my door.

Hopping off the bed, I rushed as best I could through my apartment to the front door, opening it to reveal Miss Carver, looking as beautiful and radiant as ever, in a gorgeous black dress and large coat.

“Don’t forget a coat, its cold outside.” Was all she said before walking away, wagging her finger, ordering me to follow.

Grabbing my denim jacket, I followed behind her as we walked out to a taxi that was waiting for us.

Well... I say taxi, it was a hired car. With a chauffeur and everything.

‘Jeez... rich people!’ I thought as I hopped into the car.

The driver didn’t say a word, no one did actually. Miss Carver simply nodded her head and off we went, to whatever restaurant she had picked out for us.

 

As I sat there, looking up at the ornate gilded ceiling, waiters walking around wearing full suits and everything, rich people clinking their glasses and people using napkins and stuff... I... felt REALLY out of place.

Even from the outside, I knew this wasn’t the place for me. This was the place where the cooker hadn’t even heard of a burger, the portion sizes couldn’t satisfy a mouse, and the wine’s prices were in triple digits... per glass.

As people occasionally stared at me, I couldn’t help but feel like I was obviously out of my league being here. I was obviously poor, especially with my shitty denim jacket.

“A glass of the house red for us both, please...” Miss Carver then proceeded to order for us both. I had no say in what I was eating, but I didn’t want to cause a fuss.

And as the waiter took our menus and walked off, Miss Carver and I sat in silence.

Really. Awkward. Silence.

“So....” I said, trying to get some form of conversation going. “Do you have any other... hobbies?”

“Not that I can think of.” She said.

She didn’t follow up with a question or anything.

“I like to play video games and umm... well I used to. Haven’t in years, couldn’t afford them.” I continued with the conversation, even if I had to play both parts of it.

“What like?” she asked, surprising me.

“Witches and Warlocks was my favourite, one of the few good things about the other place.”

“Ah yes. I’ve played that.”

“You have?”

I realised my volume and looked around at the sea of stares, so I bunkered down and turned as quiet as a mouse in an instant.

“I occasionally like to play games.” She said, a hint of warmth appearing through the cold heart she had had the past couple of days. I could even see traces of a smile on her face.

Waiters turned up to our table and placed our food in front of us.

Looking at the plate... I didn’t know whether I was to eat it, try to use it as bait to catch a fish, or throw it in the bin. It looked... disgusting.

My face must have shown my disgust, as Miss Carver promptly called the waiter back over and asked him to bring us the menu again.

“Sorry. I... I’ve only been here once, with a client. And they loved it, so I figured I’d try it with you.” Miss Carver said to me, looking around awkwardly as the waiter left.

The cracks in her cold heart were becoming more and more obvious.

“It’s okay.” I said, lying.

It wasn’t okay. I hated this place. I felt out of place, the food sucked, the prices were extortionate, and the other diners were pretentious arseholes.

The waiter returned in a moment, dropping a menu in front of me as if I had said something nasty about his mother.

“Go on, pick what you like.” Miss Carver instructed.

But as I looked down the menu, I couldn’t spot a single thing that looked even remotely edible.

Squirming about on the seat, I felt like I was being a nuisance to everyone else, and a disappointment to Miss Carver.

“Sweetie... are you okay?” she asked.

There. There’s that maternal voice. That soft, heart-warming side of her. The part of her that I only briefly got to experience before she turned off all her emotions suddenly.

“I... I...”

She held my hand across the table and I burst into tears.

Looking up at the waiter, she gave him a look of death and growled “You know where to bill. We’ll be leaving.”

Grabbing my hand, she pulled me up onto my feet, grabbed my denim jacket and walked me out of the restaurant.

 

The cold November air hit me. It was already getting dark as the streetlights illuminated the streets. And I trailed behind Miss Carver as she angrily guided me outside to a spot somewhere out of the way, positioning me against a wall.

“I... I’m sorry!” I wailed.

I wasn’t used to crying like this. I had broken bones, I had lost people, I had had all manner of shitty things happen and I never cried. Not once. But now... here... after the past few days... I wailed like the baby I was.

I had fucked up. I had fucked up this date, this whole evening, everything. I had pissed off Miss Carver so much that she had stormed off out of the restaurant because I was crying and disturbing everyone.

As I cried, Miss Carver looked at me, so I kept my head down as to not upset her more.

But as she took her coat off, and wrapped it around me, I couldn’t help but look up.

“H... huh?” I said, taken aback by her actions.

“You should have brought a warmer coat, sweetie...” She smiled.

She wrapped her arms around me and pulled me in close, squeezing me.

“Y... you’re not upset?”

“Why would I be upset, baby?”

“Because... because I ruined this evening.” Tears kept streaming down my cheeks.

“You’ve not ruined anything. It was me who ruined it. I chose somewhere you were obviously uncomfortable with. I wasn’t thinking about what you wanted, so... I’m sorry. I ordered the wrong thing for you but I don’t know what you like yet. I... maybe we’re rushing into this...”

“NO!” I shouted, stepping back.

“No?”

“I... look, I know it feels rushed. But with you... I don’t know. It’s something about you. You make me... happy. Even when you’re being a cold hearted bitch!”

Miss Carver looked down, feeling really uncomfortable, but clearly showing that she knew how much of a bitch she had been the past 48 hours.

I blushed at how I had just called Miss Carver a cold hearted bitch.

“I’m... sorry. I... look... it’s difficult. I can’t explain. But... maybe soon. For now, how about you decide the rest of the evening? You decide where we go and what we eat.”

“...Really?” I asked, surprised at this generosity from her.

“Really. I’ll call my driver and he’ll take us anywhere.”

A firework exploded in the night sky.

“Wait... it’s not... is it?”

“Not what, sweetpea?” Miss Carver asked.

“Is it seriously the 5th?” I asked.

“Yes, why?”

“Oh shit! I know exactly where to go then! Bonfire night means a firework show at the park!”

“Language...” she gave me a stern look, making my insides feel like jelly and my skin feel electrified.

“Sorry, Miss Carver.”

“...Call me Alex.”

“A...Alex?”

“It’s what people close to me call me. And after tonight... I think you’ve earned it. But if we’re at work, or in a role... you’re to call me Miss Carver, Mummy or whatever is suitable.”

“Yes, Mistress...” I teased.

“That too... but be careful teasing me. You may end up regretting it...” She swatted my butt and guided me over to the road where the car was waiting for us.

“Where to?” The driver asked.

“Ask the little lady here, she’s in charge for tonight.” Alex smiled at me, making my heart melt.

“Yes Miss Carver. So Miss...” The driver said, directing his attention to me, “Where to?”

I knew the perfect place to take her.

Somewhere I hadn’t been in years, the last time being with Mimi.

Crappy food, crappy firework show, crappy standing out in the cold...

 

...it would be perfect.

 

 

 

 

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[the diaper mike]

Awesome chapter as always

[Moon3ye]

Rich people.

That sums it up perfectly.

Where do you go on a date with a person who probably never had much money in his life and lived on ready food?

Right into such an expensive restaurant where you are treated like a leper if your clothes are not already worth 500k.

But I am glad that Miss Carver has realized her mistake.

[littlepinkdargon]

Yeah, she earned being called a bitch. I also expected more of a retort from Carver.

That was a bad experience for poor Paige. Carver should have known better.

[YourFNF]

I feel like Ms. Carver has some hidden scars were not seeing and uses her money to hide.

[LittleFallenPrincess]

6 hours ago, the diaper mike said:

Awesome chapter as always

Thank you so much! I'm glad you enjoyed it!

6 hours ago, Moon3ye said:

Rich people.

That sums it up perfectly.

Where do you go on a date with a person who probably never had much money in his life and lived on ready food?

Right into such an expensive restaurant where you are treated like a leper if your clothes are not already worth 500k.

But I am glad that Miss Carver has realized her mistake.

I think Miss Carver was trying to impress her, but she's not thought about Paige's discomfort around expensive things.

Don't worry, you'll enjoy the next chapter ?

6 hours ago, littlepinkdargon said:

Yeah, she earned being called a bitch. I also expected more of a retort from Carver.

That was a bad experience for poor Paige. Carver should have known better.

Carver knew she screwed up. But again, next chapter is very cute ?

6 hours ago, YourFNF said:

I feel like Ms. Carver has some hidden scars were not seeing and uses her money to hide.

She definitely has some secrets. This story has enemies in it like my other stories, but like I previously mentioned... the focus in this story is definitely on their relationship and the difficulties they face.

We definitely delve deeper into both characters backstories...

[Bluebird67]

I think Alex is conflicted in herself as to what she wants from the relationship. Paige asking for a date threw a spanner into her internal works and she froze up for a bit.

[TerranV]

Very nice.

That video game, Witches and Warlocks, was that the game one of the other varients were playing? 

[LittleFallenPrincess]

Chapter 26: Bonfire Night

Thief in Service - by LittleFallenPrincess

 

Driving through the streets, with the fireworks going off in the distance, I nervously held onto my purse that I had brought with me.

Miss Carver... I mean, Alex, was sat next to me in the back of this expensive car as the driver took us to the address I had given him.

I could see the way Alex was looking around at the neighbourhood I had grown up in, visibly uncomfortable to be in a place as rough as this.

“I...” I tried reassuring her that it was worth it, but I couldn’t gather the courage to do so. How do you reassure someone who is normally the one in control?

But as we pulled up outside the grounds of the field, my face lit up at the familiar scene that I hadn’t seen in years.

 

“Where are we?” Alex asked, closing the car door behind her. She had told her driver to go wait elsewhere until we were finished.

“Near to where I used to live growing up.” I responded.

Her face seemed to instantly perk up. I wasn’t sure why.

“What are we doing here?” she asked.

We were at a large field where people would normally play football and stuff, but this time of year they’d always host this event.

“There’s a bonfire event here every year. They do a big bonfire in the middle, set off fireworks, there’s burger vans and everything. It’s fun, I promise!”

“Stick close to me, sweetie.” Alex grabbed my hand and pulled me close.

I was getting such mixed signals from her. One moment she’s the sweetest Mummy, the next she’s as cold as ice. Then she acts all protective and sweet. I mean, sure, we weren’t dating, we were just domme and sub. But... my feelings were all over the place.

She squeezed my hand as I nudged my way closer to her until we were practically touching.

Taking the lead, I led us into the crowd, towards the centre of the event. But as soon as I could smell the wood burning, I started to shake.

 

“I haven’t been to a bonfire event in years.” Alex stated as we watched the roaring flames coming from the bonfire pile.

“I used to go all the time as a kid, but then I stopped going.” I replied.

“How come?”

“It was a yearly thing with my parents. When we lived up north we’d go to the local cricket club where they hosted a bonfire event. We had toffee apples and burgers and everything. They’d give me sparklers and we’d watch the fireworks. It continued when they moved us down here, but after they died...” I trailed off, dark clouds filling my thoughts.

“What happened to them sweetie?” Alex asked, looking concerned.

“I...”

Alex let go of my hand and put hers over my shoulders, pulling me close to her and squeezing me, pulling me out of my trance.

“It’s okay, if it’s too painful to talk about, don’t worry.”

“Nah, I’m fine. I... I try not to think about them often. They died in a car crash when I was twelve.”

“What happened to you then, poppet? Family? Friends? Were you adopted?”

“Foster system for a bit. But I ran away and started crashing with friends I met. It’s where I learned my craft.”

She didn’t say a word, she just kept her arm wrapped around me, gently squeezing me.

“I would often try to come here every bonfire night. But over time it got harder and harder to come. The burning smell... it... reminds me of the accident. So after a few years I just stopped coming.” I tried to look down at my feet, but the hug prevented me from doing so, so I just stared into space.

“Oh sweetheart... you were there when it happened?”

“It’s okay. It’s ancient history. Anyway, do you want some food, I’m starving!” I said, trying to change the subject.

I didn’t want to ruin this non-date date thing with my depressing past.

“Haha, sure. What do they have?” She gave up digging into this difficult subject, which I appreciated.

“Any normal burger van stuff.”

“And that is...?”

“You’ve seriously never eaten anything from a burger van?”

She looked at me awkwardly, not knowing what to say.

“What about you then? I’ve not heard anything about your life other than your business and your love of books and all things kinky...” I asked, crossing my arms and staring at her. “Must have been fancy if you never tried a greasy burger from a van!”

“How about you let me buy you a ‘greasy burger’, and I’ll tell you a bit more about myself...”

Not wanting to waste my opportunity to get to know her more, but also feeling like I needed to take the risk... I offered a counter proposal.

“How about....”

“Another counter offer? Someone’s getting bold...” She grinned at me.

I looked at her with my best puppy dog eyes.

“Don’t go thinking that that will work on me all the time...” she added.

“You get a burger too. You need to try one. It’s much better than that posh shit back at that restaurant.”

“Language...” was all she said. That was all that was needed to be said to put me back in my place in an instant.

“...Sorry, Miss.”

“That’s better. But sure, let’s go get some food, then I’ll tell you a bit about myself. Deal?”

“Deal!” I said, grabbing her hand excitedly and leading her over to the queue for the burger van.

 

Waiting in line, I happily swung my arm, the one that still held on to Alex’s hand.

It had been years since I last came to one of these events, but instead of the usual dread I felt, I actually felt excited to be spending this time with her.

Sure, we barely knew each other. I had jumped into this quicker than anything in my whole life. Me-from-a-month-ago would be screaming at present-me about rushing things. But me-from-a-month-ago... hadn’t met Alex. Hadn’t felt this... this... connection.

It felt like I had known her my entire life. We didn’t know our favourite foods, we didn’t know each others’ pasts, we didn’t know likes or dislikes. We weren’t even dating, something Alex made very clear at all times. But... that didn’t matter. It’s like I could open up and be myself around her, like she knew me and I knew her. Like she was the missing piece to my jigsaw.

I never believed in that fate nonsense. Or that crap about only being a complete person when you found your soul mate. And I still don’t, but the connection between Alex and me... it was... it was something that felt very similar to the old jigsaw puzzle metaphors people would often talk about in movies.

As we got closer to the front of the queue, I felt a sudden need to use the loo. But we were so close now; I didn’t want to waste it by rushing off to use the bathroom. So I crossed my legs and hoped for the best.

“Sweetie...” Alex looked down at me.

“Yeah?” I replied.

“Do you need to go potty?” she whispered in my ear, making my face heat up and go red with embarrassment.

“Umm...”

“Do you?”

“Umm... uh huh...” I nodded in defeat.

“Come on then, let’s go find a discreet area...”

Pulling us out of the queue, she led me by the hand across the crowded field.

But as I turned around, I saw that we were going the opposite way from where the toilets were.

I didn’t say a word though as she led me over to a mostly empty tent. Walking up to the guy packing boxes up, she greeted him.

“Excuse me?”

“Yeah love? What can I do you for?” he asked with a strong cockney accent.

“This tent...”

“Sorry, the thing that was gonna go here cancelled last minute.”

“So this tent is empty?” Alex’s face lit up.

“Yeah? Why?”

“Can I use it please?”

The rough-looking guy eyed me up and laughed.

“Oh hoh! Wantin a bit of... you know what with your missus here?”

I blushed more, but Alexandria seemed unaffected.

“Sure, why not. Whatever it is... is none of your business. Can we use it or not?”

“Nah love, sorry. No can do.” He turned back around and carried on with packing boxes.

“What if I give you fifty quid?”

This got his interest, as he quickly spun around on the spot with a huge grin on his face.

“Make it a hundred.”

“Fine. Just get lost for ten minutes.”

Handing him some cash, she walked in to the tent, pulling me along with her, and closing it so we’d have some privacy.

“Come on lads, let’s go pub. Give these two some alone time...” he said from outside the tent.

 

Inside the small tent was a small table and some boxes, no doubt something to do with whatever was planned for in here that got cancelled.

As I was looking around, Alex was peeking outside of the front of the tent, making sure the guys were gone before closing it so we were alone together.

“So... um... I mean I won’t say no...” I said, thinking about what that guy had said. Did she really want to do that... in here?

“Lay on the table sweetie...” she instructed.

“Huh?”

As I sat down, she reached inside her large bag and pulled out a large, white nappy.

“OH! Wait! Here? Seriously?”

“You said you needed to go potty... so I brought yours...”

“Do I have to? I thought I got to be an adult tonight? No submissive role at all!”

“Are you arguing...?” She gave me that stern look again, the one that seems to shut me down every time.

“...No Miss.” I replied.

I lay back on the empty table. Alex pulled my knickers down and shoved them in her bag. She then proceeded to unfold the nappy and, lifting my legs, placed it under my bum.

The crinkling made me blush again as she pulled out a small bottle of baby powder, applying it liberally and rubbing it in.

“I think this is the most expensive nappy change I’ve ever given...” she joked.

“I can’t believe you paid him that much. Why didn’t we just go to the bathrooms and do this?”

“I wanted privacy, and I noticed on the way in that the toilets here are just those portable toilets... No way would I be able to change you in those.”

“I suppose...” I said as she pulled up the front of the nappy, securing the tapes and helping me off the table. Pulling my dress down, she made sure the nappy wasn’t visible before smiling at me.

“That better, babygirl?”

“Yes Al... wait, what do I call you now?”

“You can still call me Alex. I know this is a date or whatever you want to call it, but I thought you’d be better off in a nappy.”

“Can we get some food now at least?” I whined.

“Yes baby... let’s go.”

She smacked my bum as we left the tent. The guys she had paid were waiting across from it, all smiling and pointing, thinking we just had sex in there, so I blushed more than ever as we walked back over to the food truck.

 

“Two burgers please. Tomato sauce. Fried onions. Thanks.” I ordered our food, smiled at the burger van guy and paid for it all before handing Alex her burger once it was ready.

Taking a large bite, nearly dripping sauce down her, she looked up at me with a smile on her face.

“Oh wow, this is good!” She said,

“Told you. Greasy van burgers with friend onions are the best!” I said, chomping down on my burger, getting ketchup all around my mouth.

“You mucky pup...” Alex pulled out a wet wipe from her bag and proceeded to wipe around my mouth, removing all the sauce.

I then starting nibbling on my burger instead, too embarrassed to bite down so much as to make a mess that she needed to clean up... again.

We stood at a safe distance from the bonfire, happily eating in silence, our arms touching as we enjoyed our food.

 

“All done?” She asked.

“Yeah. You?”

“Yeah. Thanks for recommending it. It was good! How’s the nappy doing?”

I failed to tell her that whilst we ate in silence, I managed to use the nappy as discreetly as possible. But as she looked at me, it was as if she knew the entire time.

“Umm...”

“I’ll change you when we get back. When do the fireworks start?”

“About...”

A firework shot up from the other side of the field, opposite from where all the people were. Followed by a barrage of rockets and sparkling, screaming things that exploded in the night sky.

“...Now.” I laughed.

I wrapped my arms around Alex’s and held on, happily enjoying being this close to her, thinking more about her than I was the fireworks.

And it seemed like she had the same thoughts, as she kept her eyes on me more than she did the explosions.

“So... tell me about you. What about your childhood? What about your friends? Relationships? How you set up your business?” I asked. She had promised to tell me more about herself, so I figured now was as good a time as any.

“Family were middle class. Parent’s live in Spain now. As you were learning how to pick locks and steal things, I was learning how to create locks and protect things from being stolen. I managed to come up with some good designs, patented them and started my own business. Now it’s a very successful security firm, something I may tell you more about in the future. My story isn’t as dramatic as yours, sorry.” She smiled.

“Pff. I still want to know it!” I said, gripping her arm more.

“Friends... well you met my kinky friends. I don’t have many vanilla friends.”

“Vanilla?”

“Yeah, you know... not kinky. Anyway, I got into the scene years ago and built up my reputation. I used my money to create those rooms you’ve seen, to host kink events.”

“What got you into kink?”

“I was into kink quite early on. Bondage and all that just interested me whenever I saw it on TV. As for ABDL... I went on a work trip to the other dimension.”

I must have given her a look, because she suddenly stopped and looked at me.

“You really don’t like that place, do you?” she asked.

“I... I’ve heard horror stories. How did you make it there and back without... you know... being taken?”

“Simple. Money. And being the CEO of a security firm has its benefits too. Anyway, I went over, saw littles and... I don’t know... it made me feel things. Like... I wouldn’t want to keep a little like they do. It’s cruel... barbaric even. But I felt like if I could have had someone who wanted to be my baby, an adult woman who wanted to be treated like they were my baby... I’d be happy. So that’s what I did. I went back and I searched. I found the ABDL community and started looking for littles on this side of the portal.”

“And did you? Did you find someone?”

“I found a few people. But they weren’t right. My last little... let’s just say things didn’t work out.” She trailed off, similar to how I did earlier, causing me to feel concerned about her.

“Who were they?” I asked.

“I think it’s late now, sweetpea. We should be getting back. The fireworks have ended now, so why don’t I call the driver and we head back and get you snuggled up in bed?”

I didn’t want to push it this early on, and I was happy that she was even opening up at all... but at the same time I couldn’t help but feel she was locking herself off again.

So I kept quiet as she called the driver and he picked us up outside the entrance, driving us back to her building... our building... I suppose now.

 

Once we were home, she led me to my room... apartment... whatever you wanted to call it.

“This was nice. It’s been a while since I last went on a date.” The corners of her mouth raised, almost as if about to form a smile.

“Maybe we could do it again?” I asked.

She leant down and kissed my cheek.

“We’ll see.”

 

 

 

 

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[Moon3ye]

Interesting she was in the other dimension and makes it back.

Yes she said with power and money it would be possible but what did she do?

All the time she was traveling in an armored car.

Was she able to recruit the Hell Cats as security guards.

Interesting, and you'll probably never tell us.

I really hope Miss Carver has the same feelings for Paige as Paige has for Miss Carver.

Looking forward to the next chapter.

[littlepinkdargon]

You tell us enough but it just leads to more questions!

Carver is a self made security player. Her tech may have been used to influence things in the DD...hmmm 

Sounds like they may have connected a bit. Hope to see the relationship flourish.

[TerranV]

Makes sense someone with money and power would be safer than the average person in the DD. She did say it was a business thing so she was probably ensured security.

[bje]

Paige wasn't comfortable where Alex took her, and then she selects a place where Alex isn't comfortable. Neither acts considerately. They need to work on better communication.

[TheJ]

I had to go back to the chapter about Paige's first encounter with Alex. I began wondering could Mimi somehow be the yet unnamed little. If that's the case, Alex treats Mimi as if she doesn't know her and Mimi is excellent at hiding her feelings or our narrator is not helping us out. It's hard to imagine it's anyone else from the characters of this story that we know so far. 

This may not be a story about running away from lunatic Amazons to be read on the edge of the seat but packs a whole lot of mystery.

[aldl4811]

This story is excellent. I love the mix of roles and the surprise moments