INTRODUCTION
To the readers who have read my previous stories—WELCOME BACK BABIES!!!
To first time readers—WELCOME!!!!
It’s mind-blowing to me that this will be the fourth official story on the platform (I’ve taken Alanna down until further notice, because I realized I wanted to do a whole lot more world building for that particular story), and around the 10th that I’ve actually written—it’s insane to me. I’m grateful to all of you have have ready my stories and enjoy the way my insanely chaotic mind works.
The fact that a little bit over a year ago, I used to be scared to write bc my mom would religiously fuss at me for having a hobby that I enjoyed. It’s lowkey depressing and heartwarming at the same time—depressing because sometimes, times change, people don’t. In this case, that’s true. It’s heartwarming because you guys have made me realize that there’s nothing wrong with writing… it’s the same as other people drawing, or painting. Take that Ma! Kidding, I love my Mom, no matter how annoying she is.
If only she could see my Wattpad & Inkitt 😁😁😁😁!
First and foremost, to all of my readers who requested this story in the poll at the end of My Masters, this one is for you. I genuinely did not think I would post this story, but then again, I didn’t think I’d ever share My Masters either, so that’s not saying much.
At first, when I first started writing this story, I didn’t even think to make it tie to My Masters; it was simply going to be its own piece, in its own lane, all of that. But after I finished posting My Masters, it felt like this story had to tie back to Kalia, Alexander, and Viktor, because they were the beginning of me writing DD/lg, so that much was obvious (I couldn’t give y’all a story that didn’t have my people in them).
When I did the poll, I was unsure about adding this story to the list of options, A, bc it was unfinished, I didn’t think I had the motivation to finish it, and B, because it was unfinished, and I never post or a story unless it’s fully written. Idk why, but that’s the way that my mind works.
My wattpad and Inkitt have been going through things—hence the month I spent not posting or anything. First, my bad y’all. My internet was hella trippy, not to mention that I couldn’t get on watt to upload, or go to the site I use to make covers and aesthetics, which is why I wasn’t/couldn’t post any material for you guys. Second, thank you for being patient with me. I appreciate it, and all the love. As for my readers who have been with me in previous books—I do read and value all of ur comments. Even if I don’t reply immediately (if I don’t, it’s because I can’t see it, or because my internet or watt is going through some weird ish) know that the second I’m able I will reply and like ur comment. 😘😘😘😘😘
But since you guys requested it, here we go!
✿✿ Warnings & Content Notes ✿✿
This story contains:
✧ Poly themes
✧ Sex scenes
✧ Orgy Themes (I didn’t know if a foursome was a thing, or orgy it is!)
✧ Caregiving dynamics
✧ D/s dynamics
✧ A bratty little girl
✧ Sadism & Masochistic needs
Also, I’ve noticed that sadists and masochists (mainly sadists) get a lot of hate—I read the book Secretly Yours along with the other story (Unconditionally Yours—while it’s not agere, or dd/lg, it’s pretty good) and the people on that story were so damn mean! So let me say this. Sadists are genuinely good people (I’m speaking of sadists who inflict pain on those who want, need, and crave it only), they’re sweet, caring, and genuine souls.
So, that being said, no sadist hate please!
Dre is a sadist, and Améliane is a masochist, and for a bit of education—for those of you who are unfamiliar with sadism (I know most of you dirty minded people are already familiar with this, which is why I love you!) either go and do some research, or educate yourself by reading this story.
Sadists are not always dominant—my sadistic character just happens to also be a dom. Sadists are people who get off or release tension by inflicting consensual pain on others, and masochists are people who require said pain either for gratification, sexual pleasure, or to release pent up tension and emotions.
Yes, an age regressor can also be a masochist, just like an age regressor can also be a submissive.
Now, on my past stories, I was always telling people under the age 18 to leave my stories, but damn, that’s hypocritical, since I used to read smut when I was around 13—bear in mind, I got my ass beat for that —so, uh, do you, just, be careful plz!!!
DD/LG topics aren′t mainstream, and people often confuse age regression with age play.
They are two separate things, people.
✧ Regression is comfort.
✧ Regression is grounding and a safe place for age regressors.
✧ Regression is emotional safety.
✧ Not kink, roleplay, or pretending to be a child.
This story handles those themes with care, softness, and intention.
I don’t have much to say — so please enjoy.
Be kind.
Don’t forget to comment (I love hearing what you think).
And vote, please — it helps more than you know.
Now… let’s begin.
(Side note: Since I was gone, I’ve been writing—bc that’s what I do!!!—and I finally managed to finish Mistress & Master. For my babies who wanted Laila, Mia, and Anton’s story, surprise, go and look at my works section, bc it’s there now!)