Littles Academy

Chapter Five: Rosalia.

Rosalia POV.

I don’t do breakfast, I don’t like waking up, I don’t like it here, maybe when this guy did my hair it was a bit nice since it’s been forever since the last time someone did my hair for me. In my parent's house, I had to grow up quickly to keep up with my mother's impossible standards. I never had time to be a little girl who is taken care of.

When he tried to feed me the damn breakfast of course I refused, then he had to do those silly noises, for a second it got too much and I almost laughed but then hold myself again. In the end, it was Austin who gave up and started laughing, we walked Austin and Willow who apparently share the same classes as him to their class. They walked I was carried but that too felt nice it wasn’t like when Justin lift me, he didn’t touch me improperly or tried to kiss me.

Now it was my turn to go to class, I don’t feel very brave anymore, I take a few deep breaths and try to keep my cold face on but even that was kind of hard. My class door was too decorated not as badly as Austin’s but it still had decoration all over it. He knocked on the door but then opened it and walked in, my classroom had tables for two along with some carpets on the floor, toys everywhere, a whiteboard, and of course the teacher.

“This is your teacher she’s Miss Nicolette” Lucius informs me and I nod looking around the class, there were others in clothes similar to mine but most of them looked happy, lucky them.

“I can stay with you if you want” he offers finally setting me on my feet, I wanted to say yes stay, I wanted to cry for him not to leave but instead I just shrug like it’s nothing.

“Be good for daddy” he tells me before kissing the top of my head and leave the room, probably going to his class.

I took a seat and sat quietly used to staying alone in classes even when I had my friends along with me, we never talked, I was always too busy trying to get good grades. Soon the class began and everyone had to take their seat, a boy sat next to me.

“We have a new little with us today, I want everyone to welcome Rosalia. We’ll be taking off from our last session” Miss Nicolette says.

“In case you have any questions feel free to talk with Colin,” she said again pointing to the guy next to me.

The class began, she talked about regression in general about how we should trust our dom to take care of us in little space. She also talked about regressing and if we know our little age which I had no idea about, I didn’t even know what little age is.

The rest of the class was spent with just us sitting on the carpet and talking with each other, I was alone again until the same guy sat next to me. He reminded me of Austin with how little he talks, the others were playing with the toys that I had no interest in.

“I’m Colin” he introduces himself.

“Rosalia,” I say back.

“You’re new here?” he asks and I nod.

“Nah, I’ve been here for three months.” he replies.

I felt brave enough to ask him a question, my main question right now.

“What’s little age?” I ask him.

“The age of yours when you regress, they say mine is five what about you?”

“Don’t know” I tell him honestly.

“It gets better” he whispers again, he really reminds me of Austin.

After the class was finally over Lucius came to get me, but Austin wasn’t with him, it’s weird that I’ve only known Austin for only a few hours now but I feel so attached to him. He took me by the hand toward what’s supposed to be our next class, only this one wasn’t decorated it had normal tables and chairs and was full of a mix between doms and littles.

Lucius walked in and pulled me into his lap, I fidgeted and tried to get away but he wouldn’t let me go. Since my fight was a losing one I asked him about Austin.

“Cecelia walked him into his next class this one you and I share” he explains to me, I nod again.

The teacher walked in, he’s a vampire for sure and kind of scary. He wasn’t the one to explain about math or biology he looked like one who would explain about torture methods.

“Today’s our class is about creative ways to punish your little,” he says proving my point. TORTURE methods.

I looked around in class to see all littles sitting in their dom laps and most of them are whimpering or shrugging. My guess is no one loved this class, I agree. As the class went along the teacher kept explaining how important it’s not to reward misbehaving behaviors and how important punishments are. He then moved along to give some examples about used punishment and some creative ones, I had no intention to try any of those.

 By the end of the class, most littles were in tears and some even in full on sobbing mode, I hate this stupid class but at least lunch came next, we walked to Austin's class to pick him up. He seemed to be so happy, enjoying his day unlike me, I guess his classes don’t include “creative torture”.

Lunch was another fight, I still wasn’t hungry but Lucius was ready for me this time, I was set in his lap from the beginning and he forced me to eat few bites whether I liked it or not. Austin was happily chatting with Willow I guess he made a friend already and doesn’t need me, I don’t get why it made me jealous, I’m used to not having any real friends.

I was on my own for the rest of the day my classes weren’t that bad anymore, well not as bad as I thought they would be.

When the time ended and the bell rang I wasn’t allowed to leave, school rules are for a dom to walk a little to and from classes. Stupid rule, in my opinion, Lucius was taking forever to come and I can’t take another minute of staying in class.

I waited till my teacher was busy talking to one of the doms and sneaked out, it was really easy since no one except me to do it. I just need to get out of here, I can’t be a little, I don’t regress, I never had a childhood, to begin with.

I get lost in the maze of doors, stairs, turns, I never knew this place was so damn big. Finally, after many trials and errors, I found the main door to leave the building, out to the real world and my freedom. The sun was up and shining for some reason the whole building is dark like they’re scared of the sun, well not me I love the sunshine.

Thankfully there was no one outside, I was free to walk out, but I still had no idea where I am, I had no way to call anyone or getting a car. The place was surrounded by forest, my only option was walking. Walking out toward the forest, I had a few falls here and there, I used to play sports back at school but all of them were done on equal surfaces. The cold air was hitting my face, my uniform didn’t help much, I had few scratches on my knee and hands and they kind of hurt but I kept walking not ready to get back there, I must’ve walked for about an hour before I heard some branch breaking making me freeze.

I turned to look around but only saw a shadow then I was pinned against a tree with both my hands above my head.

“You think you can run away little girl?” I head Lucius' voice, darkest and deeper than ever. He took a few deep breaths frowning even more.

“You are hurt,” he says in an animalistic voice while looking at me up and down, searching for any injuries.

He bent to my hand licking the blood and dirt off, he did the same with my knees and other scratches, it seemed to be weird first but then I understood he’s tasting my blood.

“Delicious” he rasps against my ear “and in deep troubles” he whispers in my ear before he threw me over his shoulder and ran in inhuman speed toward the school.