Dirty Talk/Three Brats/June 26th, 2021/Mommy's Mark - An unexpected visitor/Emilia shows her friends/Heidi makes a distraction for Emilia/Emilia goes home

There you are! How was your walk, you two?

Fine.

Hello Master! Hello Master!

You look all sweaty. Are you willing to admit that the hoodie may have been a bad idea?

Um, no! No, I was fine.

Stubborn to the end, hmm? Either way, thank you for taking my good boy out for a nice long walk!

What's next? What are we doing next?

You look excited boy! You still have so much energy!

Uh-huh! Uh-huh! Uh-huh!

I would've thought such a long walk on a hot day would've taken everything out of you!

Uh, we... stayed on the trails! In the shade! It is hot, so... he was really lazy!

But look at the bounce in his step! You're just so excited! Yes you are!

Yes Master! Yes Master!

I dunno, h-he... didn't really walk at all.

Yes, well you certainly look more worn out than Gunnar! Again, thank you for doing this dear. Go on and take a shower. You'll feel better after getting freshened up.

N-no, I don't need to! I'm fine! I promise! I'll... just... be up in my room.

Alright, suit yourself.

Yeah, I'll be, um... reading.

That's fine, sweetie. Come Gunnar. You can help me sniff the petunias.

Being naked in that treehouse... all my clothes taken...

Mmm...

Wearing a black spade... this spade... ♠️

Ahn...

Heidi and Milka... trying to scare me... was really hot...

Uhn...

My friends... d-domming me... I've been wet ever since...

Ahn...! 💗

Even when the boys... they... a small part of me WANTED to...

Nng-ah! Mmm...

Wanted to show them all... show them how dirty I am...

Hah! 💗

So dirty... I'm fucking my hairbrush...

Unnng...

I... I am sweaty though... horny, too... but...

*Sigh* Gosh, I am hot!

. . .

Sven isn't home. Mom is outside. Maybe... Maybe I will get in the bath...

Mmmm...

. . .

Nnhg...

*KNOCK* *KNOCK*

HAH! H-Heidi! W-what are you doing here?!

Your mom said I could come up. Didn't know you were... taking a bath. *Giggle*

Umm.... i-it's okay. You can come in.

I'm already in! You left the door wide open! You normally bathe like that?

. . .

Hmm. Maaaybe you were hoping your brother migh-

W-why did you come over?

Well, I-

. . .

You still haven't washed off the spade?

I...

♠️

...no.

But you're in the bath.

I know that. That's why the water is so low. I don't want to risk getting it wet.

Risk getting it wet? You sound crazy!

L-leave me alone! Did you come over to yell at me?

I came over to talk. Is that okay? We never really talked about this.

Yes we did. A-and I told you how I felt.

And I told you how I felt about it too. And I'm scared for you.

Why?

I don't care if you believe in the stories or not, whether you think they're real, or about the gods and the powers that they have here. What matters is that there are other people that DO! Some people take the rules really seriously. If the wrong person catches you with a black spade...

Oh my god, Heidi.

They're going to do whatever they want with you! And they're going to feel justified in doing it! They don't have to be nice about whatever that is, either!

Yeah. And... that's exciting.

Exciting?! Until you're locked in a basement!

Y-You're just exaggerating.

I'm not! Seriously! That thing scares me!

Why do you care anyway? Didn't you say you want to corrupt me?

. . .

Oh did you not mean to say that? Did that just slip out?

I... it... was just a joke.

No it wasn't. My mom was right. You and Milka were trying to corrupt me from the moment you met me! And... I guess it worked!

It's not like that! We were just having fun!

Yeah? Fun with me?

. . .

You showed my brother your star on purpose didn't you?

What?!

When you first met him. Or at least you and Milka were always going to have me spy on one of you doing it, right?

But... we're not supposed to just tell people about it! Not unless someone finds you, or... And, well... of course we wanted to teach you the game.

Because you wanted to get me to play!

Well, yeah.

And you wanted me to get riskier and riskier, didn't you?!

Emilia! You can't GET any riskier than this!

Then you should be HAPPY!

No, YOU shouldn't be so STUPID!!

Girls?

*Gasp!*

. . .

Your mom's coming! Quick! Stand up! Grab a towel!

Ow! No! Let go of my arm!

Emilia! C'mon! You have to listen to me with your stupid spade!

Get off me!

Urg! Then get rid of this thing!

Heidi! You're splashing! Stop!

GIRLS! Emilia, really...

You're in the bath?

. . .

. . .

What an awful commotion to come from one room! And Heidi, your shirt is soaked.

Yes...

. . .

I'm sorry sweetie. Stand up. I'll get you a towel.

Umm... o-okay...

Whatever happened here, I wouldn't have sent your friend to see you if I kne-

Emilia is standing there... with a spade. MY spade. It's smeared, but she's still wearing it from two days ago! Emilia, you silly thing, what is wrong with you?! I swore I told her to get rid of... but Heidi knows all about this then, doesn't she...?

The look on her face. I bet she didn't think anyone would find out.

Hmm...

. . .

Umm... towel please...?

Well this is unexpected.

You can say that again!

Emilia?

Yes mom... er, um, mistress?

Mistress...?

Mmm. I do love hearing her say that, but...

I'm not your mistress, sweetie, but thank you! Unless you were looking for something like that. It certainly would explain this...

Emilia, would you... like to keep your spade?

Um... I don't know exactly. But... I just... I didn't want to get rid of it yet.

Hmm. I suppose that's fine. For now. Let's see about blotting it dry...

♠️

There. A little faded, but not too worse for wear, considering. Surely it has a bit of life left in it. Is that better?

Yes, but... I don't get the towel then?

That is interesting. Should a spade be allowed to cover up? Hmm, I don't know. Heidi?

There's nothing wrong with that! Why can't she?! But... her having a BLACK SPADE is sort of the problem, isn't it?! She doesn't get a choice, does she?

I was just teasing! But thank you for pointing that out, Heidi. Emilia? No towel yet. You can wait a minute. Let's sort all this out first.

Oh. Yes, mis-- mommy...

Now, what was all that commotion about, hmm?

Huh? What do you mean? Isn't it obvious?

Well you two sure did get heated about something.

Something? You mean that thing you put on your daughter!

Alright. Fair.

Should I not get upset about that? Why is that okay? Being marked like that means that she can't say no to... anything!

Mm? That is about right. I suspect I already know the answer, but...

Tell me Heidi, what do you think of some of the more committed markings then, hmm?

What do I think?

Mhmm.

I think... they're dangerous! I don't want my friend getting kidnapped! Or worse!

Granted.

You... you can't make her wear a black spade!

Pardon? I didn't make her. I gave her a choice.

But you drew that on her!

She let me.

Well you can't make her keep it!

I'm not. I didn't know she still had it.

Well.... you can't make her into your plaything!

. . . Is that so?

Ah. Is that what she thinks of me?

Sh-she's my friend!

She's my daughter.

But I-

Oh come now. Get off your high horse, Heidi. Whose "plaything" were you HOPING she would be? Hmm?

Well... n-no ones...

From what I've heard, you and your closest friend have a particular penchant for exposing new kids to this "game".

H-huh?!

I've had a few illuminating conversations in the past week alluding to all sorts of "interesting" experiences that you and Milka have had with other kids in this village the past couple of years.

What? I... I don't even know what you're talking about! And... w-we never go younger tha-

And you know, for a game that's supposed to be kept secret, you do manage to find all sorts of ways around that, hmm? Or you just conveniently put yourself in all the right places.

Who have you been... D-Danny is a liar, you know! And he's way worse tha-

That's a bit harsh! But did you ever think the reason he keeps such close tabs on you is for his own selfish reasons?

What?! He... he told you he follows us...? He...

He didn't quite say that, no, but it's not hard to put 2 and 2 together, dear. He is a man. They're nothing if not predictable.

Well... he's the one putting himself in places...! But... but HE is the kind of person I worry about!

Really?

Jokers like him take things too far! M-maybe Milka and I DO like sharing this, but what he does is worse! He pushes past boundaries and does things tha-

Were you trying to remove my daughter's mark?

N-no. . .

Give me your wrist.

Eh!

Your palm is curiously dark, Heidi.

. . .

Emilia?

Y-yes...?

Tell me I'm wrong. Have I caught her black-handed?

. . .

I see.

S-someone has to protect her! A-and YOU'RE not going to!

Excuse me? Are you telling a mother that she doesn't have her own daughter's best interests at heart?

. . .

I think your intentions are far more questionable, Heidi. Exposing my daughter to a game of underage sexual deviancy?

I-it was Milka wh-

Convincing her to mark herself so she gets propositioned for sex?

There wasn't much convin-

And then, after she finally becomes obsessed with your favorite pastime, endlessly scrawling stars and diamonds and whatever else all over herself while cooped up at home, you would deny her what she wants by trying to remove one of her marks?

I... I wasn't...

Let me tell you, girl... there are people in this village who have been punished for much less.

. . .

But, for your information, I had no idea that she was still wearing a spade. Yes, I put it on her, not that it's any of your business. She understood she deserved a punishment and she put that into my hands. She was acting so reckless and flippant that I thought it best to expose her to what that behavior could lead her to.

Perhaps I didn't need to scratch my own itch at the same time... And... perhaps I wouldn't have put a spade on her if I knew she was so much of a masochist to not take it off!

Well maybe you would have known she still had it if she wasn't scared of you!

Heidi! What a horrible thing to say! Emilia? Is this true?

N-no! I'm not scared of you! I just...

What is it?

I didn't know how you'd feel if... or if you'd make me take it off... and I kinda like looking at it, and thinking about... that punishment. And I thought maybe if I could show my friends that they would be impressed! That I was brave enough to go so far...

You don't have to impress anyone, Emilia!

And yet here we are. My daughter trying to curry your favor in the game that YOU introduced her to.

She's... not going to change my... umm, okay, maybe Emilia's mom isn't the only one at fault here... SHE sure doesn't think so.

. . .

So yes, I marked my daughter. And yes, a spade is serious. But I didn't start this. I merely plucked the fruit. You planted the seed. I simply cannot say I appreciate you corrupting my daughter, Heidi.

Even if part of me does. But... that's something I could never admit.

I am... not exactly against it, but... let's say I never imagined it happening the way that it did. How quickly your influence managed to expose her to so many things.

She's stepped so close to me. If she's trying to intimidate me... m-maybe it's working...

Good god, this girl has cum in her hair! High horse indeed. Shameless or clueless, I can never tell with these young ones...

Let me remind you, that day at the cabin was intended to punish you and Milka for pushing Emilia and getting her wrapped up in all this, but our little spade here had to go and sacrifice herself for you, martyring her innocence as it were... so I think you and I still need to come to some sort of agreement to deal with so many unexpected... transgressions.

She turned over Heidi's palm again...

I... I know. Taking someone's mark away... it's not nearly as bad as marking someone without their permission...!

Which I did not do.

But... I do take the rules seriously.

That is something I can appreciate. I can also appreciate you being drawn to my daughter in the first place, the moldable little minx that she seems to be. You and I may have similar tastes, in fact. But can you then appreciate that I'm more than a little frustrated by you introducing my daughter to such a promiscuous lifestyle, especially when she lacks the sexual maturity that you do?

Ugh. I'm not immature mom...

Can you understand where I'm coming from? As a mother?

I suppose. M-my mother doesn't know, so...

Ah. Then I suppose we can consider her lucky, hmm? To NOT know what you've been up to? But that's not where WE are, you and I. Still... I'd like to change that. To put things behind us, so to speak. And if you and I can reach an agreement, to help put to rest our grievances... I for one would be willing to let bygones be bygones.