Dirty Talk/Three Brats/June 18th, 2021/Laura limits Emilia to inside the house

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Emilia? Wake up sweetie, it's almost eleven. I had to tell your father you were feeling ill.


Mmrrr…


Enough of that. I know you're not sleeping.


I just like my bed, okay?


C'mon, sit up. We need to talk about yesterday.


…Talk? Er… do we have to?


Yes, I think it's quite important we do.


Umm… okay.


I've been doing a lot of thinking about everything that happened ever since I brought you home from the cabin.


Same…


Oh my, where to start. There's so much… I know you and your friends saw something yesterday between Venla and Gunnar. If it wasn't obvious, you and your friends were never meant to see that.


Oh no! She knows? How did she find out?
That was private… just like how the cabin was private.


Well if it was private then why do it out in the open…


Let's not start pointing fingers, okay? That's not what I'm trying to do here. I simply would hope you know not to discuss those sorts of things with other people.


I haven't even told anyone…


But in case you feel that you can't help yourself, I-



Mom, I know!
I just want you to understand that discretion and poise are important in all things, but especially these sorts of things. This is extremely important. Understand?


Yeah, yeah…


Good. Second, you're grounded until further notice.



Wait, what?! Why?!
Your behavior lately has been far less than ideal.


But… you sat there and watched them do all those things to me! So stop acting like -


That's not what I'm talking about. Your attitude. Sneaking around. Lying to me. Those are the reasons.


. . .


I don't like it, Emilia. We've taught you better than that. I feel like you've been skirting on being entirely disrespectful lately, ever since you started spending so much time with your new friends.



There's nothing wrong with my friends!
Well they certainly have been a bad influence on you, so for now, you're grounded.



But for how long?!
Until I see an improvement in your attitude, and I feel you've been sufficiently punished for what you've done.



Mom, Midsummer's right around the corner! I can't be grounded THEN!
Well, you'd better start behaving then.


Unbelieveable! Grounded when I haven't even done anything wrong! I can't even hang out with my friends! I feel like crying!

Like what the fuck, mom?!
And even if I happen to go easy on you, you will need my explicit permission to go anywhere. And you'd best assume my answer will be "no" to whatever you ask for some time.


. . .


Is that clear?


Why do you hate my friends so much anyway…


I don't hate them.


Yes you do. This is so unfair, mom…


I know how much your friends mean to you, but you need to learn some respect and fix your attitude.


How about you fix your brains…


Until then, you're grounded. And that's final. Understood?


I'll just say yes, even though I hate this. That's what she wants to hear…
*sigh* Yes…


Thank you. What else… you may think differently of me after seeing me play a part in, well, various things yesterday, but I want you to know that I'm still loyal to your father.


Wait, why is she bringing up dad? Oh, right, because what she did - was doing - kind of felt like cheating or something…
I'm not cheating on him with anyone. He knows about my interests, and he indulges me quite graciously, and I support his interests in kind. We have an understanding. But Danny is a friend - with similar interests to my own - but nothing more. Your dad knows nothing about what happened yesterday, let alone whatever you've been up to with those other girls, and I would prefer it stay that way.


Oh, so that's why she wants me to stay quiet about what happened, huh…

Even if he allows mom to do that stuff, I bet he would flip his lid if he found out about my involvement, so she's probably scared…
Your father is a wonderful partner and a loving parent, but his tastes are… vanilla, compared to mine. I'm a dom at heart, but I wouldn't dream of bringing any of my kinks into our relationship. Quite the opposite. He is the only person I will ever submit to, and I do so both faithfully and proudly.


Submit…? Mooom… I don't need to hear about you and da-


But either way, perhaps out of respect to him, my interests lean more towards young girls. Girls that have a penchant for marking themselves.


She's stroking my hair… why is she doing that?! That's what she does when she's apologizing for something. Does it have something to do with yesterday, or… something that hasn't happened yet?
But I have to say Emilia, you are quite young to be getting yourself wrapped up in all this. Not that I was much older when I first began to explore my own desires, but I never played the game you've subjected yourself to. It even disappoints me that you chose to do so at all as I'd always hoped you'd be more like me, but what's done is done. My only problem with all this is that you don't appear to be responsible enough to keep yourself out of real trouble.


Again with the trouble…


Excuse me?


My friends didn't get me into trouble. YOU DID.


Well, maybe a part of that is true, but I'm not the one who put the black star on you. You did that to yourself…


. . .


How I can trust you not to do that when I'm not watching? That's exactly what I mean by you getting into trouble.


Hmph.


But I don't blame you for wanting to mark yourself like that. It's perfectly natural to want to explore your urges after all.


Ugh… mom!


Where I'm going with this is… hmmm… how about this:

You're allowed to mark yourself however you see fit… so long as you do so in the safety of our home.


At home!?


It's the one place where you can practice wearing whatever mark you choose without being forced off a cliff. Let me assure you, the last thing you want to do is "try out" a black spade just to "see what happens".


I wouldn't do that…!


The point is, I don't want you leaving the house wearing a mark. Period. Not until you better appreciate what those marks truly mean, and you have a much better respect for black. I think you've proven yourself too irresponsible to go out anywhere while wearing them.


Then I'm just never gonna wear black again, and it'll be okay!


I'm having a hard time believing you mean that.


But I… I didn't… that doesn't feel fair!


I think it's perfectly fair. You prove to me you have a better handle on them, much like your attitude, and we'll talk. But for now all of that stays at home, and ideally in your room, unless you want your father finding out. Understand?


*sigh* Yes, mom.


Good. Now, on a less serious note… I also wanted to say I'm proud of you.


What? Wh-why? But… you just grounded me?


I've seen much more experienced girls than you crack under much less pressure than you were subjected to yesterday. So although I disagree with your choices lately, I'm still impressed you got through that in the way you did.


Oh… um, thanks, I guess. I… I am kinda sore, though…


That may not have been your first time, but you should know Danny doesn't tend to hold back. He could have been much rougher on you. It's almost lucky that I was there, although I had no idea you would don black. He only went easy on you since I told him to, so hard to say what he might've done if I wasn't there…


Danny was holding back? That's… terrifying!
Anyway, we can talk more later. You rest up and think about things, m'kay?


But what are you gonna tell dad?


Hmm? About what? Do you seriously think I should tell him his 10-year-old daughter threw herself at the mercy of an orgy while I watched with amusement? If you think that's best…


Wha~! N-n-no!


I'm sorry, I shouldn't tease! Of course I'm not telling him that! Goodness, he'd have a stroke!


But… a-about why I'm grounded?


I'll tell him the truth. You've been disrespectful and irresponsible. Simple as that. He respects my judgment, and you should as well.


There's no point in arguing with her, even though I know she's in the wrong.
Yes, ma-am.


Good. Maybe we'll play a board game tonight, hmm? Something a little less… stimulating for you.


Ugh, that was the worst conversation ever! Worse than dad trying to explain about birds and bees last summer! And I already have a text from Heidi that they're going to the beach again today. I guess I have to let them know I'm grounded. Again! Ugh, they must be laughing at how much of a bitch my mom is! And how can I blame them?! Nobody's as strict as she is, and nobody's grounded during summer! Especially not when Midsummer's right around the corner! And I haven't even done anything wrong!

Unbelievable… this is so so unfair… but there's nothing I can do but accept…

I hope my friends will understand. I just don't understand what my mom has against them. I feel so terrible about not being able to hang out with them… again…



Two days later

I swear… since moving here, I've been grounded more than I've been allowed to be outside…

Okay, the first time was on me, I admit that, but not this time… I'm still not over my mom being a bitch… and dad's just enabling her because he doesn't know the truth… and because mom doesn't want him to know the truth…

This is so unfair…


What's the fun in drawing marks at home anyway? The whole point is to wear them outside so you can hook up! What am I supposed to learn by drawing them only at home?

This is just… so… damn… boring…


Oh, look at that. I think the purple looks prettiest against my skin. How many lesbians would there be in a village this size anyway? Probably not too many…


I still like heart the best, design-wise. It's so easy to draw too! It'd make so much more sense for that to be the hook-up symbol anyway, so why does it have to be a star? But now that I think of it, I haven't tried drawing anything else yet…

This should be even easier to draw…


Yeeeah, a diamond! That's what perverts wear! I feel perverted enough just wearing it in my room. Should I send a picture of it to my friends? Maybe that way I can actually get some kicks out of -
I'm putting on a load of laundry, dear, did you have an-


Eep!

Mom, learn to knock…


Emilia, are you scrawling the marks of Lauhatar all over your arm? As if they're for doodling?


You literally told me two days ago that I'm only allowed to wear these at home.


I know I did, but -

Wait, is that a diamond?


You tell me.


Oh, Emilia. You're really asking to be taught another lesson, aren't you?


. . .


A purple diamond. God, the kinds of things I could do to her with a purple diamond…
You, missy… are lucky I'm both busy and disciplined. It may be "just a game" to you, but you still need to give it the respect it deserves!

I swear, you're trying to anger the old gods…


I'm sure the gods would rather have me wear them outside and play the game the way it's supposed to be played, mom…


You still haven't learned your lesson, so don't even act like you have.


Hmph.


If you are going to practice marking yourself, can you please try to be more constructive about it?


I'm just doing what you told me to, mom…


Good gravy, this girl… I swear I'm going to have to keep her in her room until high school at this rate…
*sigh* I'm just going to assume you don't have any laundry then…


First she says I can only wear them at home, then she has a problem with it! Not only is she being unfair, but she's also being stupid! Urgh! I hate this! What's the big deal?! What the hell does she want from me?! "Oh, YoU'rE rEaLlY aSkInG tO bE tAuGhT aNoThEr LeSsOn!" Literally just doing what she told me to!

I bet I know way more about how this game is supposed to be played than she does anyway! What does she know anyway?! My friends taught me everything! Like the fact that these marks are supposed to be worn outside! Like this one!


I'm getting all worked up, but it doesn't even feel exciting while I'm cooped up in here anyways. And what did she mean by "constructive" practice anyway? Am I supposed to be practicing? I mean, that's kinda what I'm doing right now already, but… hmmm…

Maybe I should go see what some of these look like in the mirror? Maybe different symbols need to be different sizes? Or maybe I need to test hiding them? She wasn't very clear, but… hmmmmm… I could try doing something different with these marks, instead of just scribbling them pointlessly in my room…




Emilia's boredom may be getting to her, but her mom's suggestion is intriguing. How does she explore that?