Once upon a time there lived a kinky girl, a very kinky girl indeed, named, well never mind her real name, her chosen nick for play was "Cinderella", for reasons which will become apparent later.
Cinderella lived in a polyamorous family with an assortment of bdsm proclivities with her "Daddy" (a switch - top to Cinderella and bottom to his Domme to whom he was legally married) and two other "baby girls", "Poison" and "Ivy", both of whom were lesbian switches who subbed to Daddy's Domme, who was bisexual, but who dominated Cinderella and Daddy whenever they were permitted to by Domme. If this all sounds a little confusing it is because large polyamorous families are quite complicated and from time to time, just as in any other family, things grew a little tense. It was, despite the spin our little kinky girl put on it later (rumours of which are still commonly believed by many), a very happy, consensual, satisfying lifestyle choice for all of them.
I know some of the more perverted readers want to know the details of what exactly happened in the various play sessions between the members of the family, and as the story is often told to small children with these details presented in a somewhat negative light, I suppose some clarification is necessary. The Domme always had Poison and Ivy play together, so much so, that they were billed as sisters and things between them were hot, hot, hot. They liked to tease Daddy with open displays of wild and uninhibited lesbian action, but Daddy was forbidden to touch them, as was the straight Cinderella.
Daddy liked Cinderella's legs, which were shapely, to match her petite build and so he requested that she wear short, simple dresses, without any underwear, in the exact colour of her eyes, which were a beautiful grey colour. He had spent some time in China where he had acquired the rather odd fetish of liking very, very small feet, so was thrilled that Cinderella had teeny, tiny little feet, in keeping with her minute stature, which he liked to see in bandage bondage. This probably had a great deal to do with the now defunct habit of binding the feet of Chinese girls, the demise of which many foot fetishists regret. However, the bandage bondage of Cinderella's feet did allow her to become accustomed to wearing shoes two sizes too small for the already unbelievable size 2 her feet actually were.
Daddy himself wanted Cinderella for things other than service, but the other women liked to see her dressed as a French maid in the sexiest and barest of skirts, fishnet stocking, impossibly high shoes, stiffly starched white apron with lace detail and a black bra which pushed her breasts together to give her a very sexy cleavage. And a little bow on her head, supposedly to hold her hair out of her eyes while she was in service. Cinderella was, in fact, very skilled at performing her various "duties". Even so, it was necessary for them to find fault with her work so that they would have an opportunity to administer the various "funishments" from which they all derived so much pleasure. A flogging here, a spanking there, and some wax play in front of a lovely log fire before Cinderella got down to dealing with the fire play and, after the fire had died down to nothing but ashes, dirty sex from which she got her name.
From time to time the Domme caged Daddy, and Poison and Ivy found pleasure in locking little Cinderella in a dark wooden box, hardly big enough for her, so that she could enjoy some of the sensory deprivation Cinderella so craved.
Then one day one of the wealthy bdsm practitioners in the community decided to hold a fetish ball. One of the billed highlights of this ball was the fact that one of the handsome young perverts, a bisexual known by the somewhat unlikely nick of "Prince", had offered to place himself as a no-safeword slave to the winner of a lottery conducted for him. The whole community was buzzing about this offer, opinion divided on the wisdom and excitement thereof, to say nothing of the excitement of a ball of this magnitude.
