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Chapter 1 - part I
The clock on her computer shows 5:30 p.m. when she heard the loud, strictly requesting voice, from her mother out the kitchen.
"Baby, dinner is ready, please come down!" She called from below.
Marion sighed and rolled her eyes, which she hated to be called "baby" and she had asked her mother to stop doing it since she was 12. She even begged undear tears that she should let it go. Now she turned 18 a few week´s ago. And her parents continued to ignore her insistence that she stop it, to calling her, baby.
Because of her very late onset puberty, it only started at 13 1/2, and her associated development, as well as her overall small appearance, she is only 148cm tall, and her character, which often seems childishly naive, she is regularly for kept significantly younger.
Nevertheless, she should go to a boarding school from tomorrow.
Her parents, especially her mother, obviously accept education time, but they still do not accept their adult status.
It is not particularly helpful for Marion to claim her adult status, considering that she has always a problem with bedwetting. That she simply cannot get a grip on her despite all her very few means and efforts.
That is why Marion has to wear every night wetness protection, so that any accidents only occur around her butt and do not ruin the bed.
From time to time, their parents will make sure, that it stays that way. Among other things, in that she is sent to bed very early and then sometimes the last trip to the toilet is prevented or even directly prohibited.
For flimsy reasons, as we'll see later.
The behavior of the parents towards their daughter runs like a thread through their entire previous life. She is patronized and managed by her parents from a very early age, in a very dominant way. Their decisive, presumptuous and overly caring strictness left little or no space to discover or even realize themselves.
With each new year that came and went again, she was increasingly narrowed and brought up more strictly.
For Marion this meant that she had to come home immediately after school, if she didn't want to be punished additionally.
While their classmates met after school, for play together in the afternoons, or went together to birthday partys, or overnight to a funny pajama party.
Marion, on the other hand, always had to stay home to do her schoolwork or play alone in her room.
An hour after Marion arrived home, her mother would always go into her room to do the homework for her.
simply to prove to her daughter that she was too small and helpless to manage without adult guidance.
Her mother always took the schoolwork off her hands because she was not to be given any chance of making it in life without a husband.
That is why no one showed her how to arrive at the solutions, let alone explained anything to her.
Either she understood it at school, or—tough luck.
At school she was a outsider.
If she was lucky, she could do small things around the house. However, she was never allowed to take care of her little brother, because no one trusted her to do so.
Otherwise, she often spent her time alone in her room, with any cartoon films or her computer and the game "my little farm" but without chat options.
Whenever it was about Marion, her mother caught everything and left no doubt that it was best for marion.
If her mother doesn't get it, the father intervenes in the parenting question.
So it happened that Marion never really learned how to try something yourself, gain experience, solve situations or conflicts, all of these things are mostly foreign to her.
She is treated like a child and her mother speaks to her in exactly the same way when Marion is actually involved in a conversation, but usually there are only instructions from her that she must strictly follow.
Ruth is a housewife as long as Marion can think. Her mom was only not at home once for 1 week, when her brother Dominik was born almost 11 years ago.
That was also the time when Marion, apart from the rituals and punishments, gained a little more freedom, at least for almost 3 years.
When Dominik started to walk and later the potty training was almost complete, her mum was like a mother hen around of her again and the patronage came back stronger than ever.
"Marion Baby, Mum has sayed dinner, don't force me to get you!"
This time Marion's father called up the stairs.
His voice was never loud or angry, but if he put a certain sternness into that voice, there was something about it that could freeze the air. His authoritarian behavior was not questioned by anyone who was tired of life.
It was the intensity of his voice, how it sounded and vibrated with this spoken words, that made Marion unambiguously respond this urgency of the direct apparation.
Marion's father, Werner Götsch, was a very important manager and a respectful man, not only at home, but also for his subordinates at work.
He treated his family no less severely than the people working below him, there was no doubt who had the last word in this family and household.
Marion's wohle life had been strictly controlled, by her parents and their sternly education.
For this reason, Marion was particularly looking forward to going to boarding school. After all, after eighteen years of waiting, she was able to go out and finally live her own life, without rituals, without constraints and new regulations, without constantly having to expect any punishments and rules. She was very nervous and a little scared of being alone, but also happy and excited when she thought of the impending freedom.
Marion quickly got up from her desk, looked at the clock on the computer and shook her head inside, which still shows 5:30 p.m., then switched off the computer and left her bedroom to head down to the dining room as quickly as possible reach.
Chapter 1- part II
On closer inspection, Marion's room is anything but a bedroom. Anyone who went into her room would actually think he is in a child's room, where a girl of maybe 3–11 years lives, but certainly not a young woman of 18 years.
The walls were light pink and instead of posters by singers, boy groups, or even film stars, only posters of Disney princesses, mythical animals or glittering stars as well as painted birds and butterflies can be found on their walls. Her parents would never allow her to have other posters on the walls like Disney Princesses.
Then there is the large 3-storey pink colored doll house, with a height of 150 cm, which even Marion still towers by 2 cm. It would be the pride of any 6-10 year old girl if she could call it her own. Marion got it for her 6th birthday and still has to play with it today, especially if visitors in the house.
It is right opposite the front door in the middle of the two windows on the wall.
To the left of her room door, was her bed, which has a grating on three sides. The 4th side, where she got in and out of bed, could be pushed up if necessary and locked so that this bed was like a crib. Her mattress was about 85 cm above the floor, so that this bed could also be used comfortably as a wrap and place of punishment. Marion stacked all her dolls and soft toys on this bed every morning so as to camouflage the multi-purpose function of the bed at least during the day.
Above the bed was a large anthracite-colored wall cabinet with 2 m, matching the bed length, which has two open shelves on both the left and right.
On the left as well on the right open shelf, many thick white diapers are stacked neatly.
In the middle there are 4 cupboard doors made of semi-transparent frosted glass.
In the left cupboard on the ground place were baby powder, wound protection cream and skin milk.
In the upper compartment were hairbrushes, which were occasionally used for a quick spanking, as well as some hair clips and razors for your intimate area.
Behind the second door, everything neatly put together, various rubber pants were in the lower compartment, some of them to button up and some of them to be pull up and two pink pajamas.
In the upper compartment were 2 rompers, 4 diaper bodies to button in the crotch too and 6 wool tights in the colors beige, red and black.
Behind the third closet door, it started to get uncomfortable for Marion, not that the fact alone would be uncomfortable enough for Marion, that the diapers were already clearly eye-catching if you saw the wall cabinet.
No, there were now the first things openly hidden, because the milky glass did not really shield the eyes of outsiders.
In the lower compartment were 8 leather cuffs, 2 large adult pacifiers with leather strap that could be attached behind the head, and 2 ball gags, with leather strap´s too and three Baby bottle. In the upper compartment lay some punishment utensils, such as two martinets with 7 thick, and one with 10 thin leather straps, a medium-heavy and heavy leather strap, and two finely rolled-up heavy leather belts.
In the last cupboard door there are no shelves but an upper bar on which 2 leather harnesses and 2 very wide leather belts with many eyelets are hung on the belt.
Her small anthracite-colored wardrobe with everyday clothing and some extra things that could be put on her was next to her desk.
The desk was the only piece of furniture that could reasonably be called a teenager.
On top of him was a computer, a desk lamp, and some books that suggested that she must have been older than 12 if you didn't know her real age. Of course, she could not call up every page on the Internet, this was prevented and monitored.
When Marion was about to go down the stairs, she heard her younger brother suddenly open his door and gallop down the stairs too, behind her.
The 10-year-old Dominik roughly pushed Marion aside as he passed on the way to dinner.
"Out of the way baby girl."
Dominik said mockingly sharply and ran past her.
For some time now he has been using the same tone of voice that his parents used towards Marion, without stopping him or even forbidding him too
Marion has now returned to the end of the hierarchy ladder.
Her now 10-year-old brother Dominik, who will be 11 in a few weeks, is enjoying an authoritative upbringing.
This is roughly explained, a form of education, where everything is discussed and they usually accommodate him, or at least offer a compromise. There were only a few bans and chastisements not at all.
He is now a boy what will be a patriarchy in future.
Chapter 1- Part III
Marion deeply resented the fact that while she had to stay at home, he can been able to sleep often at his friends since he was 9, and he is no less popular at school, because he was allowed to maintain social contacts with his classmates.
Since the age of 10, Dominik's friends have also come to him to spend the night.
Then her parents made sure, that now 17-year-old Marion, could not to leave her room and was allowed.
There were various restraint systems for this case.
On such days she then carried a dishes, that were either attached on her chair so she can´t stand up from desk, or to one of the many eyelets on the wall, but then with a line about 3 m long.
At night she was fixed on bed by hand and foot ankles. Regardless of the fact that she would not have left her room anyway, if she not wan´t to be ridiculed.
Whenever she confronted her parents that her brother had a lot of privileges, they only replied succinctly that she was a girl who had to be brought up to be a woman and they could not be compared to her brother.
If their wanted to particularly humiliate her, they asked if she was so interested in presenting her diapers and the chastisements associated with them to her friends.
Or her mother pulled simply her pantyhose and diaper down to her knees, then put them over her lap and then said, while thrashing her buttocks "If you turned 18, you also get other "special" rules and privileges. But you are not ready and old enough, for your upcoming tasks in this world."
Either way, the explanations they gave her were kept as simple as possible, without wasting too many words on them.
Then there is the school problem, that her parents had to solve.
The first years in school were told the school management that she had a congenital defect in the sphincter and because of the growth and upcoming puberty, an operation was not yet possible.
For this reason, diapers are the only option at the moment.
When swimming and sports classes were to be expanded, starting in the 3rd grade, her parents made sure that she was not allowed to participate because of an alleged heart disease that prohibited physical exertion.
Finding the right doctor's certificate was not difficult, it only cost a little bit money.
So she slowly but surely got into isolation and made her an outsider in school.
Bullying could also be ruled out, because you don't bully a sick child as a classmate, no, you just leave it behind and in the rare event that someone tried it, the entire class was often behind her, just to ignore them again, on the next day.
Teenagers ... helpful when it suits them, otherwise only looking after themselves, and anxious to please her friends.
It can be said that they held their daughter in the 19th century and never let them have the chance to arrive in the 20th century.
They only had to destroy what Marion learned at school every day and they did very well.
Damn it, she really wasn't ready for the world, but whose fault is that?
Marion has been so influenced by all of the rigor and authority that has been imposed on her that she is in fact, in some ways, not ready for this world because she was deliberately prevented from growing up normally.
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After Dominik pushed her aside and struck that contemptuous tone, Marion frowned angrily, but knew instinctively that it was better not to answer him.
If she replies anything in any form, she could be sure that her brother will go to her parents immediately to tell them.
So she did the only sensible thing, she went down the last few steps and swallowed her frustration and anger over Dominik in small bites.
By cheering herself up at the same time and saying, "You just have to get through tonight, don't screw it up yourself."
The last thing what Marion wanted, was that her parents found an excuse for not send her to the boarding school tomorrow, and on top of that, she can still severely punished too.
Marion was the last to arrive at the table and take her place. Now they were all waiting for their father to give an announcement, or say good appetite.