by Tina Moore
Chapter 7
Clare could see that Holly would be a brat the next day the minute she laid eyes on her. It wasn’t that Holly was doing anything particularly bratty, it was that she wasn’t doing anything in particular at all. Clare listened as Holly quite effectively cleared her morning schedule being delegating almost everything to the interns she had taken from another floor and was happily swirling around on her chair as Clare left her office and walked by.
“Are you right there, miss?” Clare asked her stopping her chair with her thigh.
“Yes thank you, Ms Jones, can I do something for you,” Holly replied as Clare walked away, making her turn her head back and look over her shoulder in playful disbelief on her way to a new meeting.
My Mommy’s the boss, and I can do whatever the fuck I want, she thought to herself as she strutted through the office. Clare noticed her continued air of superiority as she waltzed up and down the corridor.
“Holly,” Clare said coming out of her office to catch her on one of her model like corridor catwalks.
“Yes Ms. Jones,” Holly innocently replied, making Clare roll her eyes and keep her door open as she walked back into the office.
“Will you settle down Holly,” Clare said, sitting in her chair as Holly closed the door behind them and slunk down in one of Clare’s chairs.
“What am I doing, Mommy?” Holly replied, looking at Clare like she was ready to challenge her.
“Get over here,” Clare said patting her lap, delighting Holly who eagerly jumped up. Clare bent her over her lap and turned her chair to face the window behind her desk. She was hoping someone could see as she spanked her naughty girl’s ass, her heels kicking up as she tried to escape.
“Do you need a little reminder, Holly,” Clare asked. Holly was sure that Clare couldn’t possibly mean what Holly thought she meant but was grounded hard and fast as she felt the tip of a butt plug pressing into her pull up.
“Mommy is going to remind you what slutty little office dolls get when they are too cheeky,” Clare said, pulling the pull up to the side and forcing the butt plug into Holly’s mouth.
“Get it wet darling, or it’ll hurt like a bitch,” Clare said fucking Holly’s mouth until she was satisfied. Slowly pushing it past her ass cheeks, Clare forced it into a resisting Holly, enjoying the struggle she put up.
“Fighting Mommy just makes me wet baby are you trying to turn Mommy on so you get to fuck me?” Clare whispered in her ear as she stood her up, smiling as Holly winced as the plug adjusted inside of her.
“I’ll enjoy watching you sway those little slutty hips of yours now you’ve got that big toy filling you up,” Clare said pressing her fingers into Holly’s ass over her work dress before dismissing her.
For the rest of the day, Holly was reminded that she was Clare’s and Clare was happy to see her humility return by the afternoon. Taking a break, they strolled through their favorite park and talked about their soon to be taken trip.
“You know, I’ve never been happier with anyone else,” Holly said as she linked her arm in Clare’s.
“I don’t doubt that I am the best,” Clare playfully replied, making Holly laugh.
“No, I’m serious. You always seem to know what I need, and I love that,” Holly said stopping and looking Clare dead in the eye.
“I love you, Mommy,” Holly said, making herself blush. Clare pulled her in and held her tight as a warm breeze blew around them.
“I could stay here forever baby girl,” Clare said as she began to stroke her hair, mildly aware that people could very well be watching. It must look so out of place, two women dressed in power outfits holding each other so tenderly, Clare thought quickly disregarding her care of anyone else but Holly.
“You can take that out when we get back baby girl,” Clare whispered in Holly’s ear kissing her on her cheek.
“Thank you, Mommy,” Holly replied happily.
Clare waited for Holly to finish the work she was doing at the end of the day. She had already worked two hours after everyone else had gone home and Clare wondered what on earth was taking so long.
“Holly, get an intern to do it tomorrow, it really shouldn’t be taking you so long,” Clare said, annoyed she was still at work. Holly typed furiously as Clare rushed her and happily swung around on her chair as she finished.
“Done!” Holly said triumphantly as she hit enter and sent the work to Clare for proofing.
“Good, let’s go,” Clare said impatiently as she began to walk down the corridor to the marble lobby. Holly quickly walked behind her but stopped when she reached the lobby; she knew that the cleaners would be polishing the floors and they were always slippery when they did that. Clare turned around to see where Holly was just as she made her way across the floor to take hold of Clare’s extended hand. Reaching out to take her hand, Holly felt her heel give way and slip from underneath her making her fall. Clare heard the crunch of Holly’s ankle as she hit the floor and Holly yelled in pain and gripped her ankle with both hands as she began to cry. Clare dropped to her knees and held Holly trying to soothe her, and the cleaning staff stopped to come and see what had happened.
“Can you ring an ambulance please,” Clare said through her teeth trying not to rip the cleaner’s heads off. They scurried away, and Clare whispered to Holly, who she could tell was in a great deal of pain.
“Mommy’s got you, little girl, you’re going to be alright, I’m here, we will get you all better soon baby,” Clare said lovingly, wanting Holly to stop crying. After what felt like hours, the ambulance pulled up, and Holly reached for Clare as she was stretched away.
“I’ll be right behind you alright,” Clare said as she saw Holly try to be brave as she nodded her head and began to cry again.
Clare ran into the hospital just in time to see Holly being taken to get her ankle X-rayed and held Holly’s hand.
“Hi sweets,” Clare said stroking Holly’s forehead.
“It’s OK Ma’am, she’ll be fine, she’s a big girl,” the nurse said as she pushed Holly through the doors, stopping Clare.
“No, she’s not,” Clare whispered to herself as she longingly looked through the windows of the door watching Holly be taken into one of the rooms.
Clare waited for an hour before she saw Holly coming down the hallway on crunches. Clare was relieved to see her giggling and smiling with a nurse who carried her heel in a bag.
“Well, don’t you look interesting,” Clare said, seeing Holly in her business dress and heel on crutches with one foot plastered up.
“It feels so funny,” Holly giggled back making Clare pull a face and look at the nurse before she took Holly’s shoe.
“Pain killers,” the nurse replied.
“She’ll come off them in a few hours and then just over the counter pain killers should do the trick. She’s broken part of her ankle bone if you see here,” the nurse explained, showing Clare the X-ray. Clare listened to the care instructions and made an appointment to come back and get the cast taken off as well as the ankle rehab methods before they left the hospital.
“Mommy, I was so scared. I asked for the pink cast; I hope you don’t mind,” Holly asked as Clare helped her into the car.
“I don’t mind at all; you look so cute!” Clare said before shutting Holly’s door and beginning to drive away.
“It hurts Mommy. It hurts so much I think I want to start crying and never stop,” Holly said dramatically touching her cast. Clare looked at her with an expression that made Holly laugh and was happy they were able to deal with her broken ankle so quickly and efficiently.
“I bet it does baby; I think it’ll hurt for a little while yet. But Mommy will take you home and take real good care of you. I won’t even make you do the dishes tonight little one,” Clare replied.
“Take the next few days of work, I’ll stay home and look after you baby,” Clare said, reaching out to hold Holly’s hand.
Chapter 8
“This is awesome, I never wan
t to go back to work,” Holly said as Clare handed her a bowl of popcorn as they started to watch the second movie of the day. Clare looked at Holly, who just giggled.
“But then, we wouldn’t have this great life baby,” Clare replied.
“You can go to work Mommy, but I could stay home and do this all day every day,” Holly explained, making Clare laugh and throw a stuffie at her. This was Holly’s second day out of four that she was going to be staying at home for and Clare was already ready to go back to work.
“That sounds like a very boring life little one,” Clare said, pulling Holly between her thighs and cuddling her. Clare loved feeling Holly in her lap like this, pressing her tits into her back, reaching around to play with her.
“But I could color all day!” Holly said, trying to sound convincing. Clare looked at her and Holly leaned back into Clare and rested her head on Clare’s chest.
“I love you, Holly,” Clare said, holding her tight. It was the first time Clare had said it, and the words came out like butter. Holly smiled.
“I know Mommy,” she replied contentedly, taking Clare’s hand to her lips and kissing it.
After the movie, Clare took Holly to her room, and she laid her down on the bed.
“Are we going to play naughty games, Mommy?” Holly asked, disappointed when Clare laughed and shook her head.
“No baby, we are not. We are going to go shopping,” Clare replied, taking her tablet out and connecting it to the TV that was mounted on the wall.
“What?!” Holly exclaimed when what she thought was a mirror turned out to be a TV.
“Pretty cool huh,” Clare replied happily she could still impress Holly.
“Yeah, really,” Holly said, unable to form a proper sentence.
“So, come here and cuddle with Mommy while we go shopping,” Clare said. Holly hurried over to her and pushed her face into Clare’s soft breast.
“I like this Mommy,” Holly said before Clare put a pacifier in her mouth.
“Shh baby have binky,” Clare said, typing in her and Holly’s favorite stores.
“I like that I don’t have to talk to anyone,” Holly said. Clare looked down.
“Holly all you’ve done is talk baby,” Clare said, amused at her joke. Holly pouted playfully and went back to sucking her binky.
Clare bought Holly two new sets of dinnerware. One was a lion theme and the other an owl theme with pinks and purples that made Holly clap her hands excitedly. Holly picked out which socks she would like, selecting pink and white striped thigh highs and a pair which had bunny ears at the tops. Clare passed the tablet to Holly who went to town selecting an array of new crayons, felt tips and three coloring books which came with stickers.
“Can I take these to Australia Mommy?” Holly asked as she selected her fifth stuffie. Clare took the tablet and removed one of the stuffies and clicked on a new tab for Holly to search through before handing it back to her.
“I don’t see why not, hopefully, everything comes on time,” Clare replied watching as Holly added almost everything pink to the cart.
“Are you paying for this Mommy?” Holly asked, suddenly aware that she would scale her selection right back if she had to pay for everything. Clare playfully thought making Holly bounce on the bed to hurry her up sweetly before Clare took the tablet and had a look at what she had chosen for herself.
“Well, you don’t need these. And I don’t want you having that just yet. But I’ll pay for these things baby girl as if Mommy was going to make you buy your things. Your money is for important things, like candy,” Clare replied, causing Holly to clap her hands happily.
“I should break my ankle all the time!” Holly exclaimed as Clare settled her down for a nap.
“No, don’t you dare try to hurt yourself,” Clare said seriously making Holly look down at her feet.
“I did you know,” she quietly said to Clare who was putting the tablet down after paying just over a thousand dollars for Holly’s ten-minute shopping spree.
“You did what baby?” Clare replied, not quite knowing what Holly was talking about.
“I did hurt myself,” Holly explained. Clare looked at her ankle.
“Yeah, I know, I was there baby,” Clare said, beginning to feel like she had missed something.
“No, Mommy. I hurt myself before you. That’s why my side is all inked up, I use to cut there,” Holly said hoping that Clare would still love her. To her surprise, Clare got to her knees and pulled Holly’s princess t-shirt off, exposing Holly’s beautiful side torso piece.
“Show Mommy baby girl,” Clare said lovingly. Holly took Clare’s fingers and traced them lightly over the scars she had slashed into her little body, ashamed of who she was and what she had been through. Clare stopped at each new scar and kissed it gently, giving Holly all her love.
“I’m sorry you felt like you had to do that baby girl. Was that when you were with your ex, the one from the party?” Clare asked, pulling her in and holding her. Clare took the blanket that was at the end of the bed and wrapped it around both of them, feeling Holly snuggle under with her.
“No, it was even before her. I got busted having diapers when I use to live at home. They didn’t understand; they thought I was weird and sick and dangerous. I guess I believe that too for a while. Like, I was so ashamed to be who I am, to need what I need and to want who I want and I didn’t think anyone would love me when they found out my real truth. I didn’t know how to process it, so I punished myself because that was what everyone around me was doing as well. I got kicked out of home and lived on the streets for a while. I didn’t have anywhere to go, so when Sharon, my ex, took me in; I let her do whatever she wanted with me because at least I could be in diapers and stuff. It took so long to figure out that she was not a Mommy, just an abusive, power-hungry person, and it took even longer to leave her. I felt like I would never find another person who would want me. She would say things like, I’m the only one who knows you, and I’m the only one who will ever love you, it made me stay with her longer than I really should have. I didn’t know where I was meant to go if I was to leave her. But when I did, when I found out that there’s this massive scene with huge numbers of people who do get this and don’t find it weird it was like breathing for the first time. That’s when I go this job and got the tat over my scars to show where I’d been and where I was going, that I survived the hard times,” Holly explained. Clare was dumbfounded so she stayed holding Holly for the longest time before speaking.
“I’m so proud of you baby girl,” Clare said when she finally spoke which made Holly burst into tears with relief.
“You’re safe with Mommy now, and there’s nothing you could do that would make me think you are weird. You are my little girl and Mommy is so happy to have you,” Clare added, making Holly look up at her with tear filled eyes.
“So you don’t want to leave me?” Holly said through her tears. Clare pulled her into her and wrapped the blanket around them tighter.
“Not darling, my little warrior baby,” Clare said as she rocked Holly in her arms until she stopped crying.
Chapter 9
Clare had decided it was time for Holly to move in and was relieved when Holly had agreed so readily. However, moving weekend turned into, renovate Clare’s house weekend as Holly came with a list of things she wanted either changed or rearranged.
“Mommy, it won’t take that long I promise,” Holly said as Clare drove them to the hardware store.
“Read that list out to me again,” Clare instructed. She was mildly amused she was going along with this.
“Mommy, I’m too little to read,” Holly said as Clare looked at her.
“Well if you’re too little to read, you’re too little to have an opinion about what Mommy’s house should look like,” Clare replied.
“The shower taps in the bathroom and sink, they need to be more modern and easier to use,” Holly began without batting an eyelid making Clare smirk and laugh to herself.
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p; “The kitchen cupboards need to be more modern and so does the paint; I’m thinking of ceiling white. I’d really like new rugs for the floors, in like, pink and maybe we could even get new linen for the bed, yours is scary,” Holly said as Clare made a mental list.
“And we should get some duct tape for the baby, so I can tape her mouth shut when she talks too much,” Clare teased making Holly gasp.
“We can get everything ordered today, but I want a man to come out and fix everything up for us, I’m not about to play builders with you,” Clare said taking Holly’s hand and leading her around the store.
“Maybe it’s a lady, not a man,” Holly said adamantly.
“I don’t care who it is, all I’m saying is that I’m not doing any of it, so it won’t get done today Holly,” Clare said not as amused as Holly was by her political correctness.
“We could get hard hats,” Holly said, walking over to the protective gear section and trying one on. Clare was about to dismiss it but looking at how cute Holly looked, she went over and tied a tool belt to her waist.
“Take it off, you’re turning Mommy on,” Clare whispered in Holly’s ear.
“I said take it off, not put it back,” Clare said, grabbing the tool belt and hard hat Holly was about to put back and placing it in the trolley. Holly clapped her hands in delight.
“Do you need one?” She asked Clare who just scoffed at her.
“No, because you’re going to be my little worker, and I’m going to bend you over my workbench and fuck you until the cupboards aren’t the only thing that’s broken,” Clare replied confidently, excited to get Holly home.
“Well, we can’t because today’s the day I get my cast off my ankle, and the doctor said I couldn’t put any serious weight on it,” Holly replied, trying to have all the control. Clare just rolled her eyes.