Rules.
Cinderella POV.
"H...hi," I stutter, not really knowing how to answer him or how to talk to the guy from my dream, my literal dream, fuck sanity, insanity is so much more fun.
"How are you princess?" he asks me and I just nod my head yes, unable to form words.
"Words little one, we use our words around here," Madam M reminds me again.
"I'm fine, thank you," I say my eyes glued to him, unable to move, I never imagined someone like him to talk to me or even look a second look at me, he's so freaking sexy.
"That's good princess, do you know who am I?" Nickolai asks me, and I nod my head yes, he looked at me expecting a verbal answer.
"You are Nickolai," I say, I knew who he was.
"Yes, and who am I supposed to be to you?" he asks me, I had more than one answer to that question, he's the guy I created in my head, he's the one I've been dreaming about, but I knew those weren't the answers he wanted to hear.
"You're my match, "I say instead which wasn't a lie, he is my match, he's Ella's match.
"Correct, I'm your dominant, I'm sure madam M have explained things to you," he says and I shrug, she didn't explain much, just gave me a quick, very quick rundown.
"We just went over the main point, she had a couple of questions about the rules and I assured her that you two would be discussing them," Madam M says telling on me.
"Of course, we're here to discuss her rules and her punishment, we'll end up having them all printed, we'll both sign, and a copy would stay over her," Nickolai says.
"Okay, do we write it?" I ask him, or is it written and done?
"I have the first part of the contract already written, it's just legal stuff, and the general rules we expect all of our littles to follow," Madam M explains.
"Okay, and then?" I ask her.
"And then you can discuss punishment and special rules," she explains to us.
"Do you want to read it? Or should I read it?" Nickolai offers me, but I pay better attention while I'm reading.
"I'll read it, thank you," I say wanting to see the papers for myself, I started reading right away.
Dom and Littles contract.
Definition: A little is someone who regresses to a younger headspace, the expected headspace is between three and four.
The dominant is the one who's in charge of the little one and takes the parental role.
I moved to the next part, the requirements, other than getting in the headspace, the little is expected to call the dominant daddy under all circumstances, wear protection to bed that would include pulls up and diapers, use baby items such as pacifiers, bottles, sippy cups.
The little one is also expected to obey the daddy all the time, failure to obey would result in discipline.
The little living situation would be alongside the dominant, whether it's inside or outside the country. The little one is expected to sleep in the daddy's room, whether in his bed or in her designated crib/bed, the dominant has the right to set a bedtime and waking up time according to their schedule.
The little hygiene and health are the dominant job, the dominant would assure that the little one is well fed, and clean the whole time, the dominant would personally wash, and clean the little including bath time, and the school would provide healthy balanced meals during the day. In case of sickness, the dominant would attend to the little ones until they get back to a healthy state.
The dominant is in charge of getting the little one to her classes and then back to his, to be always on time or provide a valid excuse for being late. The little is allowed to tag along with the dominant classes whenever needed.
The final part of the contract was the discipline part, it stated that misbehaving, defying orders, back-talking, and not obeying daddy would result in discipline.
The discipline would vary depending on the crime, it could be a simple time out, earlier bedtime, privileges taken away, grounding, writing lines, mouth getting washed, and finally a spanking to the bum with the hand, nothing else would be used or implied to the bum.
"Okay," I say finishing reading everything, it's not the worse out there.
"Ready for our rules?" he says and I nod, but he raises a brow at me and I remember to talk.
"Sure," I assure him.
Nickolai's Rules:
*Always use verbal answers.
*Always call me daddy.
*Don't hide anything from me no matter how insane or intimate it might be.
*Always give me good morning, and good night kisses.
*Do your school work, which includes any kind of task they give you, no matter how embarrassing or silly you might think they are.
*Ask me before you eat sweets.
*Your angel is to stay with you, but he'll get punished just as you when misbehaving.
*Always stay with daddy, your angel or one of your brothers.
Ella's Rules:
*I want coffee.
*Put a coffee machine in my room.
*Don't you dare come near me before coffee.
*Don't talk to me before coffee.
*I want to keep Pauly.
*Don't cheat on me.
*Don't lie to me.
"I see, I got coffee addict on hand," Nickolai says with a shrug while I just looked at him with a glare, he can forget all about me if he doesn't give me my coffee.
"You can have a cup every morning, but if you want more, you'll have to ask first," he says and I could live with that.
"I can live with that, but I don't drink milk, and I like my coffee strong, also I do not eat chicken, not nuggies or anything else, I don't like it," I tell him of my dietary restrictions, basically the chicken being icky.
"We can feed you another source of proteins but you'll also have to eat vegetables," he says and I laugh at him.
"I love veggies," I tell him.
"Hey, I like chicken, but nu lamb or fish," Pauly adds in.
"Noted," Nickolai says a smile on his face.
"Anything else you two would like to add? Anything sexual?" Madam M asks us.
"No," was my quick question.
"We'll put that on hold and think about it, we'll get back to you if we change our mind," Nickolai says.
"Great, I'll have you two sign right here, everything you said was written," she assures us, Nickolai signed first, and then me, and finally Pauly as a witness, it's official now.