Praised

I'm woken up under my dream man's sheets. Last night was real. The side he slept on is empty though; he did mention he had to get up early to help with the tent.

I gasp and search for any sign of what the time is. I get off of the bed and quickly grab the clothes that Dagger had left out for me after packing my stuff. Claude must have taken all of his stuff out but the bed.

It's a white dress, a short but flowy dress with some red and purple flowers at the end. Everything in my closet is either white, pink, or red. I zip the dress up and tidy my hair up as neatly as possible, then walk out.

Why did everyone let me sleep this late? All the tents are down, including some of the big ones. Well, obviously besides Claude's.

"Oh, the Doll's awake," Ana says. "Why didn't someone wake me up?" I ask.

"Claudius made it forbidden we do," she shrugs.

My mind is running wild with the memories of last night. How his lips felt. How he tasted. How amazing the feeling of him rubbing against me felt. How his hands felt. I want more.

After telling me the pants were staying on, he literally undid them and pulled them down a bit, and I felt extra close to him. He literally said the pants were staying on, but he pulled them down!

"All your stuff is on the train already along with most of the other tents; we're just getting the rest of the big one and then Claudius's," Dagger says to one of the workers as I walk past them in search of Claude.

I walk into the big tent to see Claude standing with his hand on Rosemary's waist like she had just bumped into him, and he's moving her out of his way.

"Finally awake, I see?" Rosemary says.

"No one woke me up like they usually do, so I'm a bit annoyed that I slept in so late," I say, crossing my arms over my chest.

"Well, don't just stand there, help for fuck's sake!" Claude snaps.

I instantly start helping and feel a small piece of myself shatter from being yelled at. I gulp and help Rosemary carry out boxes from the tent while Fernando and Claude get the rest of the big tent down.

"He's been real snappy today, what happened last night?" She asks me.

"What you said he did to you... Why?" I ask.

"Maybe he needs to get laid; that's probably his problem, and you being naked next to him probably didn't help."

That's right! I slept with him last night, naked. Well, I was naked; he was just shirtless, and he was gentle and cuddled me most of the night, and now he's just downright moody.

"Well, I tried, but he said not tonight... So."

"Maybe he doesn't need to get laid. I think the last time he had sex was with that really pretty girl that watched the show three days ago," she says.

My eyebrows furrow at the thought of a girl getting to enjoy him like that.

"Wasn't that the chick that inspects circuses to see if they are good enough to keep working? Because he did that so the circus wouldn't get shut down by her," Ana says, following beside Rose and me.

"Yeah, it was. Claude was talking with Fernando about it, but in Spanish," Rosemary says.

"How did you know what they were saying... And Claude can speak Spanish!" Ana says.

"Yeah, he can speak a few languages since sometimes we do go to different countries for more popularity, and I am from Spain. That's where I met Claude; don't know why he was in Spain, but he was apparently in Italy not long before too," she says.

"Dagger said he's been around the whole globe," Ana says.

"I was on the streets of Spain, though, and that man saved me and brought me here," she says, dumping the boxes into the back of the pickup truck that Dagger drives to the train to pack it.

"Claude found me not too far from here, but that was two years ago. I wasn't exactly on the streets, but I was suffering from illnesses because I couldn't afford to eat, and my family had just died," I say.

"That's why even when he treats us like shit, we still obey him because he's done more for us than we have for him," Ana says.

"You lost your family so young, so the least he can do is show a bit of sympathy instead of being a dick to you twenty-four-seven," she says.

"If I'm honest... I kinda like it," I admit.

The girls go wide-eyed. "Thought we were the only ones," they say in unison.

I giggle. "He wouldn't be hot if he wasn't dominant," Rose says.

"But last night I did wanna beat the shit out of him for making you do a stunt you didn't know how to do," she says.

"Yeah, but we are so proud that you did it without fail," Ana claps her hands.

"Anyways, how was last night with the Ringmaster?" Rose asks.

"From what you guys told me, unless you didn't tell me everything, I think he was more intimate with me," I say.

"How?" They ask.

"Well, he did a lot of touching all over, and we kissed, and he literally grinded against me," I say.

"He did that with us as well; wish we got more though. I bet he's big, but he's hiding from us," Ana whines.

"I know. I even asked, but he said my reward was my pleasure, not his," I say.

"I think I was the one with the most intimate because he had those thin pants on from that time we went to the beach," Rose says.

"After him saying the pants stay on, with a few more grinds, his pants were undone, and I felt it real good," I say.

"Really!" Ana asks.

"Yeah, I still didn't get to see it, though, but I definitely felt him trying to control himself with the way he was moving," I say.

"Claude is hungry for some Dolly," Rose does a Tiger claw gesture at my face and growls. I giggle.

"Nah, he did all that you guys said he did with you, so I'm trying not to think anything of it. He did say how special I was to him and said how beautiful I was and praised me on how my performance was."

"He did the same with me; it was the day I walked on the tightrope with my hands," Rose says.

"That was scary," Ana says.

"We should try and gang up on him for a foursome," Rose says.

"He would beat the hell out of us," Ana says.

I quite enjoy the punishments.