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Something is broken inside me because I find myself agreeing.Not just for show.I find myself honestly believing I will do as I’m told tomorrow.

“Yes, Daddy.”

His gentle petting pauses.“Oh, pretty girl.That sounds so nice.Does it feel good?”

I nod, sniffling.It felt really good.So fucking good.I’m ruined.Fucking lost my mind.I just called this stranger who beat my ass Daddy.And it felt like a weight lifted off me.Like I turned my power over to him or some nonsense.I probably read that in my internet search.

“Sometimes it’s hard to learn lessons, princess.But you need this.You’ll see.It will get easier every day.You’ll stop questioning yourself.I’m sure you’re confused by your reaction to getting needs met you didn’t know you had.That’s normal.Did you see I got you some new clothes, pretty girl?”

I’m startled by the change of subject.“Yes, Daddy.”

“I’ll pick out a dress for you to wear tomorrow.Something soft.You can wear it without panties.The elastic from your panties would be too painful.How does that sound, Briana?”

His voice is eager, as if he needs me to consent to his control as much as I need him to take it.“Thank you, Daddy.”

He bends over and kisses my forehead.“Good girl.You’ll see.I know you feel out of sorts right now, but you’ll learn, princess.”

I nod.Somehow, I think he’s right.It’s jarring.Uncomfortable.So wrong and dirty.But I feel like I’m flying out of my body at the same time.A weight has been lifted off me.He’s still here.Stroking my back, talking to me as if I matter.He wouldn’t have spanked me if I didn’t matter, right?

“Don’t move, princess.”He rises and leaves me.I hear the water running in the bathroom, and then he’s at my side again.“Roll onto your back, pretty girl,” he orders.

I hesitate.If I do that, my ass will hurt worse.Plus, he’ll see my pussy.

“Be a good girl.You won’t have secrets from Daddy, Briana.Adults who need a Daddy also get fun play times.I will know every inch of your body, princess.Not tonight, but soon.So it’s futile to worry about me seeing your naughty pussy.”

I shudder as I slowly roll onto my back.I’m mortified.My face is as hot as my bottom.I wince when my ass touches the sheets.

“Good girl.I’ll buy you some softer sheets.I bet you’re going to need a good, hard spanking every now and then.It helps purge stressful thoughts.Once you understand, you won’t have to misbehave to earn a spanking.You’ll be able to simply ask Daddy to give you what you need.”

He gently wipes my face below the mask, cleaning me of snot and slobber.It feels good.

“That’s a good girl.”He moves down my body and slides my panties down my legs.“Spread your knees, Briana.”

I gasp and purse my lips.

He swats the top of my pussy, making me pull my legs together and toward my chest.

“Legs, naughty girl.Open for Daddy.I’m just going to clean off your juices.You shouldn’t sleep with pussy juices running down your thighs.”

Panting, I find myself obeying.I’m so embarrassed.

“That’s a good girl.Wider.Show Daddy everything.No secrets, remember?”

I widen my knees, not understanding why I don’t jump up and run from the room.I’m drawn to follow his orders.I need it.I need to know what he’s going to do.My pussy is soaked, and he caused it.He’s the one who made me so aroused that I’m out of my head with need at the same time my ass is on fire from him spanking me.

I whine the moment he sets the cool cloth against my sex.

“Shhh.Quiet, princess.”

He holds the washcloth in place for a few seconds before gently wiping me.I hold my breath as he parts my folds and runs the cloth all over me, inside and out.If anything, his attempts to clean me are making me dirtier.Wetness is running out of me faster than he can wipe it off.

His next words surprise me.He tugs on my pubic hair.“I want you to remove this, Briana.I’ll leave a product in your bathroom.You need to lie in the tub, spread your legs, cover your cunt with the cream, and let it sit for five minutes.Then you can rinse it off.It will remove all your hair.”

I can’t breathe.He’s serious?

He removes the cloth and pats my open pussy.“This hair traps moisture, princess.It makes it more likely for you to get an infection.I suspect your pussy is often wet.This isn’t negotiable.Remove it tomorrow.”

“Yes, Daddy.”I’m panting and too tired to move an inch.My legs are splayed open, and I can’t bring myself to care.