Royal's Belonging

Rules

Anastasia POV

         Uhg, why are my curtains open? Rolling over I remember what happened last night. Masters know I have nightmares, Nicholai almost looked nice, and I asked Alexei to stay with me. Oh my gods, I can’t believe I did that! What must they think of me?

         Sitting up I decide to get up and explore today. I walk to one of the doors in my room and find a huge walk in closet. I find that while it is mostly empty, there are a few clothes inside. Curious, I look at the tags to find they are my size. I pull down a warm knit grey sweater and a simple pair of black leggings.

         After searching through the draws and finding underwear and a bra, I head to another door in my room hoping to find the bathroom. Seeing the bathroom I was absolutely shocked. It was way too big and very modern. Honestly I was kinda scared to touch anything, but knowing I needed a shower I set my clothing down.

         It took me a minute to figure out how to work the shower, but after that I was in pure bliss. I had never had a hot shower before (Torture by burning water didn’t count in my opinion). I dried off with a fuzzy pink towel I saw hanging up by the shower. After dressing I brushed my hair out and tied it up in a messy bun. Satisfied with how I looked, I left my bathroom and safety of my bedroom to explore my new home.

         I close my door and turn to see a long hallway with several doors spaced along its length. Seeing as the hall dead ends to my left I turn right and start exploring. I come to a grand staircase and descend hearing their voices somewhere below me.

         I wander for several more minutes before entering a grand kitchen. I gasp at how big and modern it appears to be. There is a large island, modern stove, double oven, and industrial sized fridge. I startle hearing chuckles coming from the far side of the kitchen. Turning I finally realize that three of my maters are sitting in the attached living room.

         “How are you feeling doll?” Dominic asks me. I blush again looking down trying to think of how I am supposed to respond. I did not know if I would get beat for talking but I also did not want to be punished for not responding to my master’s question.

         “Fine, thank you master.” There, that was respectful enough right? I respond while staring at my feet. I soon hear shuffling and the soft pad of footsteps headed my way.

         “Look at us doll.” Damien instructs me while gently tugging my chin up to face him. “Why are you so scared hhmmm? We aren’t going to just randomly hurt you. Plus, we haven’t even given you your new rules yet, so relax ok?”  I nod slightly and earn a small smile from him.

         “Come, we might as well get this over with.” Nicholai says standing up to join us. I glance over to Dominic, Damien and Nicholai share a look before Damien placed a hand at the small of my back and starts leading me into part of the house I hadn’t explored yet.

         Nicholai soon opened a large, carved wooden door and walked in. Dominic followed with Damien guiding me in by the hand on my back. When I entered, I saw it was an extravagant office and Alexei was sitting behind the desk. He glanced up and motioned for us to sit in the chairs scattered in front of his desk. Nicholai went and leaned on the doorframe, Dominic perched on the corner of Alexei’s desk, and Damien guided me into a chair before taking a seat a couple feet away.

         “Anastasia,” Alexei started in a serious tone, “We realize this must be new and stressful for you, but we have rules you must follow. Understand we do not want to punish or hurt you but you must not break any rule we give you.” With that he stood and walked over to me and held out a paper for me to read.

         “I-I can not r-read.” I stammered when I saw all the words and letters blurring across the paper I had been handed. I glanced up to see them all sharing a frown.

         “Very well,” Alexei started, “We will tell you the rules.” He let me keep the paper and they started reciting the rules from memory.

1.   You will obey us at all times, if you have a problem with what you have been told you can respectfully tell us and we will decide what to do.

2.   Show us respect, so don’t talk back, don’t embarrass us, do not talk in front of anyone unless given permission first.

3.   We expect verbal responses unless indicated otherwise.

4.   Do not lie…ever

5.   You will submit to us as we own you and your body.

6.   Never talk to another male.

7.   You are not to leave this house, if you wish to go outside you must ask for permission.

8.   Do not argue when punished, accept the result of your mistake with dignity and respect for yourself.

         “Do you understand all of that?” Dominic asked me once Alexei finished speaking. I nodded slightly before hearing a disapproving grunt from Nicholai. I quickly corrected my error.

         “Y-yes m-ma-master.” I stutter out nervously. What would punishments be like? What do they mean submit, I already do that, what more do they want? I sigh in resignation, I know I should always keep my head down, and only speak when spoken for and never ask for anything. Hopefully, that will keep my in their good graces.

         “Little one,” Alexei says kneeling before where I sat, “Unless instructed or you are in trouble, you may call us by our names. Sir and master can be reserved for important events. You know all of our names yes?”

         “Y-yes” I reply, uncomfortable with using their names. It seems too personal.

         “Yes who little one?” s**t, is he really going to make me use his name?

         “U-uh, Y-yes… A-a-ale-Alexei,” I reluctantly stammer to him. I hear a slight chuckle from him. I peek up through my lashes and see the corner of his lips turned up.

         “Good girl” Alexei praises, “Now, I believe that was all that needed to be said. Dom, if you would take her to the kitchen and get her something to eat. Nic, we need to talk.” He walks over to his seat as Dominic and Damien head towards the door.

         Reluctantly, I stand and follow them back to the kitchen. When they asked what I would like to eat I shrugged. I haven’t ever eaten much and certainly never had options to choose from.

         I whimper as I feel a sharp smack on my butt. I look up to see them frowning at me in disappointment. Oh s**t, I am supposed to verbally respond. I already hate these rules.

         “I-I am n-not h-hungry,” I say looking at my feet, “Whatever you would like is fine for me.” I hear shuffling in the kitchen before a gentle hand leads me to sit on a stool at the kitchen island. I must have zoned out because I am startled as a plate full of food is set in front of me.

         I stare at the food for a minute before mumbling a thank you. I reach towards my plate and pick up a weird squishy yellow thing which I quickly drop. Laughing Dominic explained that was a scrambled egg. I cautiously tried it and found it actually tasted really good. Sadly, I feel full to the point of nausea before finishing even half of the plate.

         “You need to eat more,” Damien tells me. I shake my head and he grabs my chin. Staring into my eyes, “Eat, now.” He demands.

         I take a few more bites before turning and running to the nearest bathroom. Barley making it to the toilet, I lose everything I had just eaten. I feel someone pull my hair out of my way and a soothing hand rubbing circles on my back. When I finally finish throwing up, I simply slump onto the wall next to me. I feel exhausted and my head is pounding.

         “Rinse your mouth with this,” Damien instructs handing me a cup with a minty smelling liquid. After swishing it around in my mouth he tells me to spit it out into the toilet. I do so and then I feel him gently pick me up.

         “Sleep doll,” he says walking to my room, “It’s ok. You will feel better after a nap.” His gentle footsteps lull me to sleep.