WIP: Work in progress. WIP it up Wednesday is a hop where writers share portions of the project they're working on with readers. I really like the idea because it allows me to share something that's still in the creative stage as well as work behind the scenes as a prompt to keep me writing.
The WIP I've chosen to share today is tentatively titled "Learning to be Little: Kelly's Story." It is a story about Kelly Franklin's first immersion into BDSM with a Daddy Dom. It begins in the present directly after "A Dom's Dilemma" then slips into her past before returning to the present again. It's my first attempt at an age play story, but I hope it will provide a lot more insight into Kelly's character. Though the manuscript is still in edits at this point, I decided to begin sharing snippets of my first draft and open here with the start of Kelly's nightmare.
|The mock cover I used for Camp NaNo|
Awakened by a loud bang, little Kelly tossed back her blanket and ran barefoot into her parents' room, but her father wasn't there.
"Where's, Daddy?" she demanded, fists on her hips. Daddy always eased her nightmares and made sure all the monsters were exorcised from under her bed and inside her closet before she lay down to sleep. Daddy took care of all the scary things, so Daddy was the person she sought when she'd had a bad dream, which Kelly, with the impeccable logic of a six-year-old, determined must have been what awakened her.
"Shh," her mother hissed, finger to her lips. Kelly could tell Mommy had been crying, and that bothered her, but not as much as the absence of Daddy did.
"I need you to stay in here for a while, Kelly," her mother insisted as she pushed Kelly toward their walk-in closet. "Be a quiet little mouse and stay hidden until Mommy says it's okay to come out. It won't be long. I promise."
Kelly opened her mouth to protest, but her mother was closing the door just as two men dressed in black, holding what looked like toy guns in their hands, burst into the room. Able to see through the tiny crack left when the door didn't close all the way, Kelly tried to make herself small as she watched and waited for her mother's return.
"Just do as we say, Lady, and no one has to get hurt. Now, go over there," one of the men ordered as he waved the gun from Kelly's mother to her parents' big bed. When her mother stood at the bed's side, Kelly could see the top of her lacy nightgown and the wooden footboard, but not much else since she was crouched on the floor. She didn't recognize the man's voice, and both men wore something sheer over their heads that squished their faces into funny expressions, so she remained crouched on the carpet and put a hand over her mouth. She'd originally assumed her mother had wanted Kelly to play a game of hide and seek with Daddy, but now she thought something might be wrong. These men were strangers. And they weren't being very nice.
"Lie down on the bed, Lady, and stay real quiet." The first man said before turning to his partner. "Check for jewelry, while I keep our hostess entertained. This family ain't poor, so they should have something worth our trouble."
"Okay, but I get a turn, too." The other man insisted as he trod over to the dresser out of Kelly's sight to rifle through her mother's dresser drawers and jewelry box.
A turn at what? Kelly wondered as the first man put a hand over her whimpering mother's mouth, then pressed her down on the bed just out of Kelly's sight.
"Shh," the man crooned.
"I said quiet, bitch, and I meant it," he growled. "Make one more sound and I'll put a bullet in your lovely brain. Would hate to do that, but I will."
Though Kelly couldn't see what the man was doing, she could hear her mother give a muffled grunt. Unsure what she should do, Kelly crouched into a smaller ball and remained as still as the mouse her Mommy told her she needed to be.
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