Daddy circles my wrists, grabs them both, and plants them over my head.
I’m flailing still, kicking at my covers, trying to free myself.Sheer terror consumes me.It’s worse than last night because I’m remembering how awful that was.
Daddy jumps onto the bed, plants one knee between my legs and covers my mouth with his hand, gag and all, stifling me from making any noise.
Sucking in air through my nose, I think I might die.I’m going to suffocate or… Can you die from panic?
“Calm down, princess,” he says quietly in my ear.“You’re safe.”
He’s wrong.I try to shake my head to inform him that I’m definitely not safe.
He’s immobile.No part of him lets up.He’s forcefully holding me down.I can move my knees, but it’s useless.
“Inhale through your nose, Briana,” he demands.“You’re safe.You’ll always be safe with me.You need to learn to trust Daddy.I know what’s best for you.I know what you need, princess.”
I try to cry out, but no sound comes.He doesn’t know what I need.I need him to take this stupid ball out of my mouth and let me go.I need him to show his face.It occurs to me that I haven’t really touched him.I’m only aware of how big he is from the first night, the night he hauled me into the pantry for the freshman prank.
He touches me all over.He sees me.He has a nude picture of my bare pussy on his phone.
I struggle again, tugging against his hold.
“The gag stays, Briana,” he states firmly.“It’s not negotiable.Nothing is negotiable.I will train you to accept that.Eventually, you will do as you’re told without question.I know it’s hard now.You’re still learning.But you will.I’m confident you will obey me without hesitation with enough training.”
I want to shout at him.I want to tell him he’s wrong.I’m not a dog.I don’t need training.I’m a person.A human being.I need…
I need…
I need love.
“Shhh… Good girl.Let yourself relax.Don’t fight it.”
Apparently, I’ve stopped struggling.Maybe I’m worn out.Or maybe I’m accepting that I can’t win this battle.Can I even win the war?
He removes his hand from my mouth.“Can you be a good girl and stay quiet?”
I hesitate before nodding.
“Are you done fighting me, princess?”
How is he so calm?Damn him.I nod again.I can’t escape whatever he’s planning.It will be better to stop trying.Next time, I’ll be stronger.Next time, I’ll tell him no to the ball gag.I hate it so much.
“Surrender, Briana.Turn your control over to me.You were born to submit to my will, princess.”
His words are confusing.I should kick him in the balls and run from the room.Could I?
Suddenly, he touches my nipple, making me arch my chest off the bed.An unexpected wave of sensation races through my body.I can’t stop it.I need him to do it again.My nipple is instantly hard and swollen and begging.
Please, Daddy.Touch me again.
The need for more is tangible.It’s all-consuming.But his fingers are gone.Now I’m squirming for another reason.
“I know that felt good, princess.Your body craves my touch.I’m going to give you what you need as soon as you surrender.Sometimes you will require firm discipline.Other times, you will crave a gentle stroke.I will always take care of you, princess.But you have to trust me to decide what’s best for you.”
I nod because the only thing I can focus on right now is the tingling in my nipple and the desire for him to do it again.I’ll do whatever he says as long as he touches me.All of me.I want his hands on my body.
“Submit, Briana,” he orders.
I force my body to relax into the mattress and blow air out of my nose and mouth.The holes in this gag are an improvement.It’s less scary than the one he used last night.I’m drooling, though.