Doll Tails Novels & Stories

Dolly asks her. Slowly, she turns to them and says; “ Who... I mean what are you guys? ” “ What was that? ” Dolly snaps pulling her ear hard. “ I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry! ” she yaps. “ And? ” “ What? ” Dolly asks and Chesa replies and Dolly yanks it harder. “ Thank you, Thank you, Thank you, Thank you! Arrgh! You're hurting me!!”

“He hung me up, I think. My throat’s been weird this whole morning. I thought I was coming down with something, but it felt kind of suffocating? So I think the doll probably got hung from something.” “Like those sunny dolls? What kind of kink is that?” I frowned and softly touched the doll’s neck. There was a sewing crease there, so it made sense for wrinkles to appear around that area. I could imagine the doll being tied up and hanging like a sunny doll. The more I looked, the more the sight of the crease began to irritate me. It almost looked like someone had wrapped a rope around its neck. I wanted nothing more than to smooth it out.

15 Momma’s told me once or twice—and sometimes I remember—about the doll I had when I was really little. Samelsa. A name I made up myself. Mom says I wouldn’t stand for it when anyone dared mishear me and try to call her ‘Sam’. “Sam is a girl-name for hookers and strippers. Maybe waitresses,” she says. “I think you knew that, too. Even then. If people dared call your doll ‘Sam’ you’d give them the blackest evil eye. That look on your face! It was like a witchy old woman who’d just caught her neighbor’s dog peeing on her front porch.”

Clara tapped me, gaining my attention. “I think those guys over there are looking at you,” she informed me, pointing at two striking men that were every girl’s dream…including mine. I could feel my chest tighten and my wolf howl in my head. I had a feeling that my mate was somewhere around here. Could this be it? Mate.

Crackers, maybe? Heart pounding, I peeled the velvet back. Underneath: a few chunks of hardtack and half a protein bar. I froze. Stared at the girl on the bed, still playing dead. She was faking. But why? What was she trying to pull? Did Ms. Deinert know? I looked at her perfect, peaceful face—and felt pure horror. She wasn't some helpless victim. She was a monster.

My nose tickled, but I tried to hold off my sneeze. After long hours, my butt cheeks numb from sitting for far too long, my shoulders taut, and my legs deprived of blood as they began to cramp. “Alright, open your eyes now, darling.” Todd’s voice excitedly murmured, and I obeyed. A smoldering smoky effect on my eyes, a little mystique sultriness, with little glitter dusted around it, making them really pop for attention. Deep red lips, long lashes, and bold, winged eyeliners.

He did save her from her father but instead took his place in her life to fulfill his needs and desires. "I don't hit as hard as he does right doll?" He asks smirking. "No you don't." She replies trying to smile at him. He doesn’t hurt her that often but his words kill her a thousand times. They make her feel so little; they make her feel like she is a no body. "Daddy only hurts you when you act naughty right doll? When you don't follow his rules." He whispers caressing her cheeks softly. "Yes." She breathes out closing her eyes. A knot starts building up in the pit of her stomach, it feels good to have his touch after such a long time; well not a long time, but it sure does feel like a long

"Or what I've endured. I know exactly what it's like to wear this finery. They dressed me in one like it at the Rodeo. But I will not let it be an object that inspires fear. That is not how we play, Soot-walker." As he made his way back to stand in front of Hades, Doll was knotting the sparkling chains to make another longer one. He looped it loosely around his neck, creating a leash. He did not offer it to Hades, he had no intention of doing so. His Innehavre would take what he wanted when he wanted it. That was his true nature and Doll lived to show Hades it only made them more of a match. Because the no-fur also lived to be the naughty whore who provoked the worst out of his tom.

Dolly questions, holding up one finger making everyone laugh a little, as she blushes. “I have three, Alpha Osric is our other mate. He is at home with Raven taking care of her and our pups, do you have any family at your camp?” I hope there isn’t another child there being neglected like she is. “Just me,” Dolly points to herself, making us nod, relieved she found us and we didn’t have to rescue more. “I like littles, how many you gots?” She giggles, watching Jonathan come over with the meat cut up on a plate.

He said touching her lips," You are so beautiful like a doll. From today you are my doll. Mine to break and mine to fix" He is brushing his huge hard body with her soft small body. Devika is feeling suffocated because of his heavy weight. She tried to push him but he pressed himself more on her. He is roaming his fingers on her lips, cheeks and neck. Devika is feeling like her soul will leave her body anytime seeing his creepy behaviour. She understood that he will definitely claim her tonight. So, she tried her last attempt. She said," please, I am not ready yet. Don't do anything tonight"