Author Note: 10 subs for 1 chapter you guys give my wittle heart feels ;~;♥ Let's see how Mark likes his new toy~  Please enjoy this week's Play House m(_ _)m Do you want to play?
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Satisfied with the fear reflecting in his new toy's eyes Mark nodded and walked out the room.

Once the door was closed he leaned back against it, a smile stretching across his face. He chuckled and shook his head.

Mona had arrived.

She was now wearing a peter pan collared white ruffled long sleeve underneath a brownish orange lollita style dress. The ends brushed against the floor.

There was a silver wire headband in her hair with pearls along it's edges.

Her face was impassive as she held her hands infront of her. She waited for him to speak.

"Don't look at me like that Mona" 

Mark scoffed and pushed off the door lazily.

He walked down the hallway with Mona following right behind him, her heels tapping against the marble flooring echoing in the air.

"You know what you did wrong Master Mark"
"Do I?"
"You didn't give her a choice"

Mark opened the door to one of the many rooms in his mansion.

It was plain aside from the rectangular bed in the corner with white sheets, a wooden night stand table with a lamp, and a huge arc shaped window with no curtain.

"She didn't have a choice"

Mona frowned slightly as Mark stood infront of the giant, polished wood, double doored wardrobe.

His fingers were brushing against his lips as he stood in thought, humming lightly to himself.

"Shall I dispose of her then?"

Mark's head snapped towards her.

His eyes glowed a dangerous shade of blue in warning but Mona did not falter under his glare.

"You will do no such thing Mona. Do you understand?"
"Yes Master Mark. My apologies"

She lowered her head apologetically and Mark reverted back to a calm state. He placed his hand on the side of her face and smiled.

"Don't worry about me. I'm just...excited. Nothing more."
"For your sake Master Mark, I do hope it's nothing more"

He leaned in and kissed the tip of her pointed nose affectionately. A faint smile danced along Mona's lips.

"Away with you. Inform the others and prepare for our new addition"

Mona bowed and headed out the door.

Chrysalis held the silk sheets to her chest.

Her terrified gaze didn't leave the door. Her breathing was erratic and her body was still in a frenzy from the searing pain she had just endured.

"He's not human. He's...not human"

I may be talking about a place far worse than that alleyway. How could you trust me?

A pair of cerulean eyes flashed through her mind and she mewed weakly.

Squeezing her own shut she tried to prevent her frightened tears from falling.

Was he going to kill her?
Tear her limb from limb?
Set her body on fire?
........Was he going to eat her?

She gasped and hid under the sheets as the door slowly opened.

Mark walked in mumbling to himself, his arms full of fabric and hangers. His eyebrows raised as he noticed the quivering lump in his bed.

"What are...."
"Stay.....STAY BACK!"

His eyes rounded amusedly and his lips twisted up at the corners as the girl whimpered a warning.

He slowly walked over to the bed and laid down the clothing. Then he watched with his arms crossed as the blob continued to shake.

Mark decided to mess with his new toy a bit.

Crawling onto the bed with the cushion sinking around him as he applied pressure he could hear the delicious rhythm of her heart accelerate.

"I'm...I'm warning you!"

Chrysalis' voice was shakey and none commited as she felt each inch of bed sink underneath Mark's weight.

She could hear him chuckle lightly. He leaned over in front of her clothed face and lifted his hand to the sheet.

"Please....please don't hurt me....."

She whimpered as his fingers grasped onto the silk and he slowly started to pull it down.

"First you threaten me now you're begging me. Which one is it Pretty?"

Mark's voice was laced with humor as the last of the fabric fell revealing a dishelved, raven haired girl who's purple eyes were glistening with tears.

The light streaming in from the window illuminated the love bites he had left on her skin. He'd have to do something about those.

"If I wanted to hurt you I would but I don't particularly enjoy it. Not in this state at least."

He smiled, locking his gaze with hers as she continued to quiver. As his hand brushed against her jaw Chrysalis flinched.

"You......you did hurt me"

She whispered weakly, referring to the pain from the seal under her ear.

"Not intentionally"

He replied sternly, locking his fingers under her chin. 

Mark brought his lips to hers but she pulled back frightened.

The young girl whined when his eyes flashed a dark blue. A vicious growl resonated deep in his chest.

He became aware of her expression.

Mark closed his eyes then took in a breath to regain his composure. Once opened they were back to normal and she was surprised his gaze looked....sad.

"If you want to leave then you may leave Pretty"

Longing etched every word out of his mouth and if Mona had heard him she'd have his head. He really didn't want to give her a choice.

Chrysalis blinked, her eyes never leaving his.

His face hardened and his mouth set in a firm line as she continued to process his words. He had already placed a seal on her, if she decided to leave now......

"But. Where would you go? Back to that alley Mona found you in? Living everyday in the shadows of human corruption? Fighting everyday to survive? Is that really so much better than being here with me?"

Her chest pained and the spot on her neck was started to react to him again.

Mark was right.

She didn't want to go back to that alleyway and he did say if he wanted to hurt her....she could...learn to obey him.

"Do you still want to leave?"
"....No....sir....."

Mark's ears perked up at her low voice and his lips stretched into a huge smile across his face revealing his flawless teeth.

She didn't notice the canines slightly elongated.

The man pressed his lips fervently against hers then pushed her back taking possesion of her again.

Chrysalis stood in front of the full body vanity mirror as she slowly slid the new pair of lace underswear up her legs.

She winced as she stood up. Her body was sore, aching and what's the expression......over used?

"So sorry about that Doll. I got a bit carried away"

Mark smiled apologetically from the leather love seat, his elbow propped up on the arm rest and his head resting against his fist.

His collared shirt was ed revealing his chest covered in a light sheet of sweat.

Chrysalis said nothing as she kept her gaze on her reflection as he instructed.

She really was a mess.

Her ribs were visible and her bones protruded unattractively from her hips.

Her cheeks were hollow but flushed from the "playing" that occured in Mark's bed and her hair lacked any luster.

Why did he keep calling her Pretty when she looked like this?

As she brought her hands to her back to clasp on the hooks of her bra the marking on her neck started to react.

Her body lit blue as it froze and it was even more painful than before.

The girl's panicked eyes wandered over to Mark who had a smirk on his lips with his fingers dancing in the air.

As his fingers decended so did her arms. He got out of his seat and stood behind her.

Brushing the hair from her shoulder he kissed the soft skin of her neck.

Chrysalis just noticed her eyes were now blank and desolate like the way the girls looked last night.

Her reflection was showing an empty shell.

"Allow me"

He purred as he slowly lifted his hands, brushing his fingers lightly across the skin of her back and hooking the straps.

Mark sighed in content as he watched their reflection. His Doll.

His fingers danced in the air again making her body glow blue once more and her limbs raised on their own while Mark dressed her.

"It'll only hurt for a while but you will become accustomed to the pain quickly" 

Humming happily he buttoned up her white collared shirt.

Catching her souless eyes once again that were staring ahead Mark couldn't help but smile.

Her thoughts raced a mile a minute.

It hurt, she couldn't control her body at all.

It was as if he were a puppet master of some sorts.

"Correct Chrysalis. I am called a "Puppeteer"
Can he hear my thoughts?
"Yes Pretty, while under my control I can hear your thoughts."
What are you?
"To put it simply, a Demon but enough questions. Mona will teach you more soon enough"

Mark stood back and examined the outfit.

An old fashioned Lolitta outfit like Mona's?

He shook his head and grumbled to himself as he started to undress her again. No this won't do.

Though her body didn't show it Chrysalis mentally smiled as Mark cutely cursed to himself while he concentrated on finding a more suitable outfit for his liking.

This is crazy. Being a demon's "Doll."

Did she have to do more besides be his play thing? Let him do more to her than dress her up?

Her thoughts wandered over to the way he treated her in bed and her cheeks tinted pink.

The way his lips danced along her skin setting it on fire, but in a pleasurable way.

The way he treated her with such gentleness as if she were actually made of porcelain.

The way it felt as if he were worshipping her. 

Mark blinked up cutely with two different outfits in his hand, one consisting of leather and the other a bright yellow top.

A devilish grin formed along his lips.

"Mind your thoughts Pretty or I'll gladly bring you back to the bed"

After what felt like a mission to mars and making her twirl around and pose at different angles Mark finally nodded in approval at his new Doll's outfit.

"What do you think Chrysalis? Is it to your liking?"
Does it really matter what I think?
"No not really"

Mark's eyes flashed blue giving Chrysalis control of her body again.

She suddenly felt even more tired than she was before almost as if she could drop at any second. 

The young woman stared at her reflection in the mirror and she couldn't help but smile happily.

A school girl outfit.

A blue and green plaid mini skirt with black knee high socks and ankled black rounded toe platforms with a gold buckle.

A white oversized wool sweater with a blue collar and black tie with the symbol on her neck stitched as an insignia against her .

He had trimmed her bangs to give her a thick straight fringe that gave her a more youthful look.

She lifted her hand to play with the obnoxiously large cerulean blue bow headband on her head.

She's always wanted to wear something like this.

"Well?"

Mark asked gently as he dusted off her sleeves and adjusted the fabric here and there.

"I love it Sir"
"Good I'm glad you enjoy it. This is what you shall wear around the house when I call for you do you understand? On your off hours you may wear what you please"

His voice was authorative almost obessesive. Another rule she must remember.

"Yes Sir"
"That's "Master" to you now Chrysalis"
"Yes Master"

She bowed deeply. Mark let out an amused chuckle and his eyes flashed blue once again.

Chrysalis stood up straight, enveloped in a glow and her hands clasped in front of her.

"I shall show you to your room now. Your posture is disgusting, that of a human and must be corrected. That's why I have taken control do you understand Pretty?"
Yes Master

Walking behind Mark Chrysalis took in the surroundings of her new "home."

This hallway had many doors that she assumed were rooms for the people here so this must be the living quarters.

Would she be able to explore the rest of the huge estate as well? She was so curious since all she knew was that lengthy alleyway.

"Your thoughts have become much quieter Chrysalis"

Mark mused while looking over his shoulder at the blank eyed girl following him.

I was told to speak only when spoken to and I thought that also applied to my thoughts Master

Mark stood in his place then turned to Chrysalis with a serious face.

Her stomach sank as she thought she had said something wrong. Suddenly he bursted out into a bright laughter that took the surrounding maids by surprise.

"Mona's so old fashion I swear. Your mind is your safe haven you may do as you please Pretty. I'm not a complete monster you know."

He winked and continued down the hallway.

Chrysalis followed along, still shy about him being in her head.

"Besides it amuses me what my Dolls think. Each have their own personality and aura it intrigues me.....yah!"

Out of nowhere the girl who was playing the piano last night dropped from the ceiling with a giggle.

She was wearing a squared neck white with black detailing peasant long sleeve top with bell lace sleeves.

Her pants were skinny leather leggings with black mary jane shoes.

Her hair was in twintails, held together by black tulle ribbons. The ends were down near her knees.

The seal was also visibile on her neck but it was glowing a faint blue color.

"I wanted to know why the Master was laughing~" 

Her high pitched voice rung through the hallways as she bowed respectfully and stood back up.

Her cheeks were rosey pink and her whole demeanor was very youthful. She could've been younger than Chrysalis by a year or two.

Mark crossed his arms and scolded her lightly.

"Talia, you should be in the training room with Mona and the others. How many times have I told you not to wander around while activated"

She stuck her tongue out cutely and slapped the back of her head.

The girl giggled and as she noticed Chrysalis behind Mark she squealed and ran to her side.

"Is this her?! Master's new Doll?! What's her name?! She's adorable! She....YAH!"

Suddenly Talia glowed blue and slammed straight to the floor violently.

Chrysalis mentally gasped as the marble underneath her cheek shattered due to the force of the fall.

The twin tailed girl's head was thrashing and she whined weakly while squeezing her eyes shut.

Chrysalis' eyes wandered over towards the staircase where Mona stood impassively, her glass eyes glowing a faint blue.

"My apologies Master Mark, she slipped out without my knowledge"

Talia cried out as the pain in her head increased then she fell silent.

Her body stiffly pushed off the floor and she stood straight, her eyes blank and walked towards Mona.

Mark sighed and rubbed his eyes with his hands. He shook his head.

"Must you be so rough with her Mona."
"Either I'm rough or I get rid of her Master"

Mark chuckled darkly and nodded at the firey haired woman.

"You really are heartless"

He said humorously and Mona's lips curled into a smile. He brought his gaze to the souless Talia.

"And you young lady are treading on a fine line. I have been leniant but do not abuse my kindness understand?"
Yes Master

Her voice echoed in Mark's head and he smiled

The two bowed and headed down the stairs back to the training room.

Mark huffed out air, ruffled his hair and returned to Chrysalis' side. He followed her gaze to the crack in the floor.

His following smirk was evil.

"If she weren't activated she'd surely be dead. Come Pretty, to your room."

Mark ignored the cries of fear running around in her head.

He brought her to the last door of the hall where he was not too long ago and allowed her to walk in first.

Chrysalis glowed as she was given her will back and looked around.

A bed. A table. A wardrobe.

Mark closed the door and leaned against it as he observed her reaction.

"About all that you just witnessed, it will be explained. I do hope you'll be more obedient than Talia..."

A slight pang struck his chest as he imagined Chrysalis slammed against the floor. He frowned.

The female ran her hand against the sheets and walked over to the wardrobe and gasped.

As she opened the doors the insides transformed into a huge walk in closet with rows and rows of different outfits and shoes.

Is this magic?

She closed the doors and headed for the window.

It had a view of the garden and a huge maze of hedges made her question its existance.

"I can decorate the room anyway you want me to Chrysalis just say the word. With just a snap of my fingers"

He smirked with his hand in the air ready to demonstrate himself but she shook her head taking him by surprise.

"It's fine just the way it is Master"
"It's empty"
"It's a warm place to sleep and a roof over my head, that's all I can ask for"

She answered sincerely and bowed her head as her heart still raced from her previous encounter with Mona and Talia.

Walking over to Mark she blinked up at him. He looked at her as if she were the none human.

"Besides, I'm your Doll and this is your Play House. Shouldn't you design it anyway you please Master? My opinion doesn't matter"

Chrysalis admitted honestly.

That's how she imagined all this.

A huge Demon with horns over a toy house with a doll in each hand and laughing evily. The thought made her shutter.

"I told you I'm not a complete monster Pretty. My joy comes from controlling my Dolls and making them happy. If this plain boring room pleases you then I shall leave it as such"

He pouted bringing his hand down.

Mark wanted to show off his powers to her but she didn't give him the time of day.

He had complete control over their physical being but no Demon was powerful enough to control their thoughts and emotions, not even Grand Master Jaebeom.

"Come Chrysalis you must be famished. You shall eat then I'll hand you over to Mona's care, Afterwards you'll meet the rest of my precious Dolls."
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Author Note: Lol at Mark pouting cause he couldn't show off. and wow "your posture is disgusting, that of a human" GEE THAAANNKKKSS!! See you all next week for another episode of Play House \o/ We'll meet the rest of the family~