Dirty Talk/Three Brats/June 21th, 2021/Emilia only gets riskier with her markings

I shouldn't feel this way. That was so gross. No one should do that sort of thing and Sven was horrible to do that to me… so why am I lying here masturbating to the thought of it?

I can't get myself out of bed. I don't even know how long I've been slowly working my fingers through my slit. All I can picture is my brother holding onto his cock, aiming it at me, right before the tip bursts open, anticipating when the next splash might hit my face.

I can't stop. I've been here ever since I woke up, but I usually get dressed and head downstairs as soon as I'm awake. These thoughts… I can't shake them. I'm… I'm not the weirdo Sven thinks I am, but that's how he probably sees me now.

. . .

I wonder what he's doing?

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Good afternoon miss layabout..

Mom! It's still morning.

Not for much longer. Sleeping in again? You've been doing that a lot lately.

Yeah… sleeping in…

Oh. And I see you've been getting… creative again?

Hmm? You mean this little thing on my arm?

Yes. That.

Oh, it's nothing. Just something I did out of boredom. Don't you like it?

It's… different.

I thought it'd be fun to use a bunch of colors in one star, because if I wear purple then what's wrong with wearing pink and blue at the same time, right? This is the combo I thought looked the best; a blue star on the inside, a pink border around that one, and then purple on the outside of that.

Kind of like a straight guy and a queer guy are both doing the girl! *giggle*

You know the symbols were never intended to be used that way.

So? I'm just having some fun 'cuz I'm bored. It's not like anyone's gonna see it…

Well then… you missed a color.

M-mom!

Just saying. If it's little more than an art project to you, then why not add a black star, hmm? What's the harm?

I… I know what black is for.

I honestly wasn't sure at the cottage. Or is it since then that you now understand?

I've always known what black means, mom… I'm not stupid…

In any case, I'm glad you're having fun.

Geez mom. I wasn't even wearing this for you. But where is… oh.

Sven is at the beach, isn't he?

Yes, not to worry. He said he was meeting some people there today. He left soon after breakfast, but I asked him to be back by dinner at the latest. Speaking of food, I'll make us both lunch shortly. Any requests?

No, that's okay. I'll just… go back to my room I think…

Oh? Did you want me to bring lunch up to you? Emilia?

That girl…

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Next Day

Oh my god… It's okay! You can do this! Just run really fast! He's down there right now!

I'll just… just… freeze up completely naked outside of my room! What are you doing?! It's okay, I'm okay… just tiptoe down the stairs… without… a stitch of clothing on… why don't my legs work?! I'm moving so slowly! Every step is so hard… Okay, peek around the corner, and make sure he… I don't see him!

Sven? Are you down here?

Where did he go? The kitchen?

Emilia?

AHH!

What are you doing?! Why are you naked?

I…! Um! I was about to have a shower!

The shower is upstairs. So what are you doing sneaking around down here?

Nothing!

. . .

Oh… then why am I naked?

Yes?

I was looking for something!

What?

Um… that book!

You're going to take a book into the shower?

Shower!? I meant bath! Ha ha ha! Obviously!

Well go on! Before your brother comes in. I asked him to pull some things out of the garden shed for me.

Oh! Right! Before… he sees me like this…

Oh my god! Mom almost caught me wearing a pink diamond on my stomach! I'm so glad I could just hug my body to cover it up! If I was holding onto my hand or my arm or something I feel like she would've known right away!

Ugh! My nerves are shot! Is this when people take cold showers? Because I need a really cold shower!

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Later

This is my cutest creation yet! I have to show mom!

Mom? Hey, mom!

Yes Emilia, in here, you don't have to yell.

I have to show y-

We're in the kitchen.

We?

Hey sis.

Oh! H-hey…

What is it, Emilia?

Oh… nothing.

What does she have drawn on her cheek?

You, uh, experimenting with makeup, sis?

Something like that, yeah.

Mhmm. That's a very nice heart dear. But I don't think you should be drawing anything on your face. You're not at a carnival.

Okay, but it's not just a-

Give her a break, mom. She's only ten after all. Emilia's only messing around with markers, aren't you?

Yeah… It's not a big deal or anything. And if you really look then you'd see a-

Oh damn. Look at that. I'm already late.

Oh? You're going somewhere?

Yeah, just remembered I was going to go take some pictures with someone. Bird watching or something.

Really? I was about to get started on dinner, and… you are going bird watching?

Something like that. Won't be long.

Alright. Enjoy yourself!

Or say goodbye, even? My goodness…

Yeah, bye, you dufus.

. . .

You're lucky you know.

Huh?

That your brother didn't pay you much attention. I'd be surprised if he hasn't learned about all the marks by now. I know how teenagers talk.

Oh, mom thinks Sven doesn't know? That's kinda funny because he's known about them a lot longer than me. I should probably tell her the truth, but… oh, well, I'll run with the lie since I don't know if Sven wants mom to know or not. I mean, I didn't want my parents to know either, and… given how I'm still unfairly grounded with no end in sight… mom would probably just punish Sven unfairly too…

He hardly even looked at me.

Yes, so it was fortunate he didn't see that star hidden inside your heart, hmm?

Y-yeah. But he ran away so fast he never had the chance…

You're getting more and more creative, aren't you?

I keep telling you, because I'm bored. There's not much else to do in here besides playing video games in my room.

If only you would…

Hmph.

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Next Day

If there's one day of the year when nobody should be grounded, it sure as hell is today. I bet everyone's gonna have so much fun partying and celebrating Midsummer's Eve, and I should be too… if it wasn't for my mom being unfair. And the weather's so nice too. Sure would be fun hanging out with friends…

I thought she'd show me mercy already. I mean, anyone else's mom would, but… my mom's just a different beast these days. I can't understand what the fuck happened to her…

I know it's still early Emilia, but if you get dressed you can join me on some errands.

W-wait… really? I can finally leave the house?

Well since you put it that way… sure, but remember; we've got work to do. Need some ingredients for our own special Midsummer dinner tonight.

I should've known she just needs help with shopping, but… I guess this is better than nothing!

I feel like Cinderella!

Well if you find your glass slippers, put them on. We just have to pick up a few things. I'm not in a rush so you have plenty of time, but we'll leave once you're ready to go.

Okay! Thanks mom!

Wow! What should I wear! Something not too crazy… but it's so exciting! Maybe… maybe just one star! It doesn't have to be big… because if I try my new idea… I bet mom won't have a clue! Hee hee! Oh my god, this really is crazy isn't it? I have to try it! It's too fun!

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O-okay! Should we go now?

Be brave! Be brave!

Yes, let's… are you going to finish getting dressed?

Whu- what do you mean? I'm ready!

Are you sure? You seem… underdressed.

Oh no! I was sure she wouldn't notice! My butt is kind of a giveaway, but from the front… I'm… just going to hold my hands here.

Wh-why would you say that?

If you want me to just come out and say it… I can see your vagina Emilia, no sense trying to cover yourself now. Those are yellow tights, Emilia, not leggings, little more than pantyhose. They're anything but opaque.

C'mon, mom! They're not that bad…

I don't know what you're thinking. I can't take you anywhere wearing that.

But… is that it? I mean, it's just the tights right? My top is fine, an-

I'm trying to ignore the star on the inside of your thigh, if that's what you're wondering, yes.

No! Dang it!

N-no! That's not what I was saying! My p-pink cami! I think it matches my tights really well, and… and…

Why is mom walking towards me?

Listen here, Star-Bearer.

AHH!

Sh-she… mom just grabbed my vagina?!

M-m-mom! You're… rubbing m-my…

Is this what you were hoping for? You're desperate to draw some attention, hmm? You want someone to walk right up to you while you're out flashing your crotch to the whole village and have them start molesting you?

N-n-no…! Not… exactly.

But you'd like the whole village to know exactly what your pussy looks like? Is that it?

N- Ahn! No!

Then why are you dressed like this?

It's a-a-all that would sh-show my star under my clothes.

Unbelievable. What an excuse. My daughter the hussy. Experimentation is one thing, but really…

Ah! What's she doing?! She's… backing me up against the wall?!

And tell me again why you aren't wearing anything else? Be honest.

I… mmph… dunno…

You don't know why you decided to not wear a skirt, shorts, or even panties with your tights? Anything that could actually cover your privates?

No…

You really thought you could pass this thin nylon off as leggings? You only cared about making sure your mark was visible, despite being "covered"?

Uhn! 💗 Y-yeah…

Mhmm. And why are you wearing black?

What?! I'm n-not…! I swear!

Are you sure? You know it's almost impossible to tell through the yellow of your tights.

. . .

And if someone can't tell what color your marks are, whether they are blue, purple, or black, then what? Are you going to pull down your tights just to satisfy someone's curiosity while we're waiting for the cashier?

No, I… I mean I wasn-

You were thinking about it, weren't you? You were willing to strip yourself and flash your shameless little pussy to every shopper that passed by so they could be sure to confirm your color before they pull you out of line.

I… I didn't think… Uhn! 💗 M-mommy…!

You aren't respecting the rules, daughter.

Y-yes, I am…

No, you are not. You're pushing my buttons and disrespecting some long-held customs.

H-how so? By wanting to wear stars outside? That's w-what you're supposed to do with them, right…?

Well, what would you do if someone wanted to do something to you while we're out, hmmm? Turn them down because you're on an errand? Or because the star is hidden under your clothes? If you think you can claim that this star is "covered" so you can still turn someone down if you aren't interested, then - to be especially kind - I'd say you're trying to skirt the rules…

Who s-said I would refuse, you big idiot?! I know what I'm doing, wearing this thing… but mom just keeps putting words in my mouth! Thinking I'm retarded or something!

S-stop lecturing me! I k-know t-the rules better than you . . . Ahn! . . .

She says one thing, but her body speaks differently. That look on her face says it all. She wants this so badly, but… she's right… I… shouldn't…

Still, I had no idea she would be this good with her fingers! Even though she's just teasing me through clothes… this feels… so nice…

That's enough unruliness from you for one day. Go put on a skirt, at the very least.

O-okay… are you - Mmm! - g-going to st-stop rub-… rubbing m-my…

. . .

. . . *Gasp!* . . . *sigh*

Go… grab a skirt, young lady.

Y-yes, yes, mom…

S-so… um, just a skirt?

At least a skirt, yes.

This girl! I know it frustrates her to no end to be grounded, but I didn't think she'd be quite this rebellious after just a week. I swear she's doing it on purpose to push my buttons, and I can't lie, it's starting to get to me…

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Next Day

It was nice that Ludwig could have breakfast with us this morning. He's been working so hard, and now he's earned his days off for the weekend. It would have been nicer if the kids could have been more talkative, although they at least behaved themselves, unlike lunch, where they couldn't stop snipping at each other. They've both been a little off lately, although perhaps they're still settling into our new life here.

I need a drink! I should head inside and take a break from the weeding. Another warm day.

Oh? Sven and Emilia are chatting. I hope they're getting along. I can't help but be curious…

…and I'm very sure not a lot of siblings have done that together.

That just makes us special!

Well… I guess it was kinda special. Ya sicko.

*Giggle* Y'know, if you want… I could wear another diamond for you.

And you do know the point of all that was to get you to stop with that stuff?

But what if I wore a black diamond?

Wh-what…? Oh please! As if you would ever wear black. Don't even pretend you would.

I would too! And I have! At the cabin with mom and Dan-… oh.

Huh? What's that? What cabin?

Well… I guess I could tell you, considering! Mom brought my friends and I out to a cottage to punish us for whatever stupid reason, but I-

Emilia!

Gasp!

How dare you, Emilia!

Punish her? Punish them? What was Emilia talking about? And mom seems angry for whatever reason…

Mom? What's this she's saying about a cott-

It's nothing. Your sister doesn't know what she's saying.

Mom! C'mon!

Okay, there's definitely something going on here…

Sven, you're excused.

Sorry sis.

. . .

Emilia… come to the garden with me.

Oh no! She is not happy! I didn't mean to tell Sven about that! It just slipped out! Oh no! Oh crap!

Where are we going? She's taking me into the shed?!

Mom, I'm s-sorry, I-

No, you've done enough talking. Stand there.

. . .

Emilia… where do I even start? You have defied and overstepped and disrespected me again and again.

W-well how about you punishing me unfairly?! How about -

No, Emilia. Be quiet and listen. This is so far beyond unacceptable. You've been dancing on the line for days, but now you have leapt past it. The fact that my own daughter would even go as far as exposing my privacy, revealing my secrets…?! Argh!

She's really angry! I don't think she's ever been this angry!

And what of Sven? If I didn't know you better, I'd say you're trying to corrupt him.

C-corrupt him?! No, no, that's not -

No, I see how it is. You've been so frustrated, have you not? You want to do something. Anything, in fact. So much so that you would be willing to scratch that itch even with your own brother? Am I right?

Well she's not entirely wrong, but… I'm afraid to say anything aloud when she's like this…

Is this how much you want this? So be it.

Here. Take this.

What am I supposed to with…

Umm, m-mom? This is a perma-

You want this so bad? Then use it.

. . .

Wha-?

Oh, I'm giving you exactly what you want. So choose your mark, Star-Bearer.

Mom wants me to bear a black mark? A permanent mark?! It will still wash off, won't it? What if it doesn't? I mean, it has to eventually, right? This marker isn't… magic, is it? It says sharpie… I mean, it's not a wand, but it is a black marker.

Do I really want this…? I mean, she's right about one thing, and that is that I want to do something. But I don't know what to do! It's black! Permanent black! That's like a punishment! A mark that won't go away easily! And since she's so angry, I don't know what SHE is thinking! She could do ANYTHING!

I mean, what mark would I even choose? What would she be happy with? Would she even be happy? What if this is some kind of a trick? Or a test? I can't believe she would be stupid enough to force me to wear black, especially since Milka and Heidi said that some people have gotten seriously hurt for breaking the rules, and… forcing black on someone definitely is against the rules. But she's not actually forcing me, is she? No way, my mom wouldn't be THAT dumb. She's simply giving me a choice…

A choice to do something fun, something thrilling… just like the last time in the cabin…

She could do anything to me…

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Memories of the cabin have Emilia's mind racing. She decides to wear:

• Black star
• Black club
• Black spade

Or will she decide something different?

• Emilia can't decide, so she lets her mom mark her instead.
• After a week of feeling she's been grounded unfairly, Emilia calls her mother off.