Poppy Playtime Rejected Toys Novels & Stories

I nodded in agreement as I was wiping away the tears, he was right I needed to have a nice relax before all the stress of the ball as well as my 1st shift later tonight. “Ryder, time for you to leave! Part of my birthday gift has arrived for Aurora and its now girl time!” Poppy said with authority shooing Ryder out of the room. “See you later Aurora.” Ryder shouted just as the door closed. “What have you got planned sneaky one?” I giggled at Poppy.

My room door i was so sure I had left shut that first night. "He played you," Dante said softly. "He's still playing you. Making you think you have power when really, you're dancing exactly where he wants you. You and Julian both." "Why are you telling me this?" "Because I want you to understand what you are to him. A toy. A possession. Something he acquired and will eventually discard." Dante's hand came to my face. I jerked back. "But it doesn't have to be that way. You could choose differently."

“Not yet. You will wait until we get home.” The drive back was pure torture. He kept both toys on high the entire way. I was gripping the seat, biting my lip hard, fighting the orgasm with everything I had. The moment we stepped inside the house, Daddy pushed me against the wall. “Beg,” he ordered. “Please, Daddy… please let your toy come… I’ve been good… please…” He turned both toys to maximum. “Come for me now.”

he asked "why" I said "don't know I think so better that play boy is best than this good boy" he laughed and said "you can't bare that playboy princess you will be scared" he kissed on my cheeks I pushed him and turned away he hugged me more tightly and said "don't do that princess if you are angry just hit me but don't push me away" he is pleading me like a kid I said "no iam not angry iam just confused" he asked "confusion about what princess"

Vienna was only nine when her life was stolen from her. She had no memories of her past. Child of the devil. A curse. That was what the pack called her as they sneered, bullied, and beat her. Until one day, a man dragged her into his home and made her a slave. From then on, her days were filled with chains, her nights with torment. But hope flickered when she saw her mate. Alpha Froylan. But the hope was shattered with his cruel words of rejection. Fleeing in despair, Vienna was attacked by vampires but her body erupted in flames, a blaze she never knew she carried, burning the monsters to ash. However, the fire consumed her too, and fell into the abyss. In the mighty Gargantilla King

“I'm giving you a piece of advice because Alpha likes you. You're the shiny new toy, and it's troublesome when his toys break too easily.” My lips peeled back, and a low snarl came. “I'm not his toy.” “Emotions in check, sweetheart,” he reminded coldly. “Now I suggest you keep your eyes forward.” I wanted to punch him, but I also knew that he was right. Drawing a deep breath, I shifted my attention back to the traitors, just in time to see the last one…

Naya had arranged her lunch into a battlefield. Apple slices were soldiers. The honey pot was a fortress. She was making small explosion sounds under her breath, too absorbed in her war to notice I hadn't eaten a bite. "The carrots are dying bravely," I said. "The carrots are traitors. They're fighting for the wrong side." "Which side is that?" She gave me a look that suggested I had asked something deeply stupid. "The side that loses."

, she said. "Well?", Gavin asked again as he nodded his head towards the other items. Fernanda turned around and was amazed to see all the items Gavin brought, all in neutral colors so there would not be an argument over genders. There was a baby coat, a pram, a rocking chair comfortable enough for both mother and child, a bunch of toys and blankets too. "I figured you'd want to do more shopping, so I didn't get everything according to the lady in the shop", he said as he approached her from behind only to receive a huge hug from Fernanda who was already in tears.

“You’ve been stalking me for weeks now. Sending me letters, telling me of all the perverted things you’d like to do to me. Yes, Tom. Don’t look so surprised. I know it’s you. Now, here’s your chance. What’s it going to be?” Tom knows he doesn’t have much of a choice in this. He’s wholly and utterly at my mercy. He nods, granting me the consent I so desperately need. I grace him with a twisted smile. “Good boy. Now, I want you to choose the first toy we get to play with.” I walk over to the accessories hanging on the velvet wall. “We’ve got the horse whips. The whips are a classic. There are the nipple plugs. There are part of a matching set. You see, if you’re going to use the nipple plug, t

she said, "But you made me fall in love with you and I'm yours now so please don't throw me away." She felt his chest vibrate as he chuckled. "Strange choice of words. Throw me away instead of reject me. As if you are a toy and not a person." "I am your toy though," Dailey pointed out. "Am I not? You have been playing with me, haven't you?" "Do you want to be my toy?" he asked. It struck her as an odd question, but then, most of his questions were odd. "Yes," she said without pause for thought, hit with the realisation her answer was even odder.