Briana: You do, Daddy.
There’s no sense in making excuses.He knows I hesitated because there are only a few inches of water in the tub.
Daddy: Send me another picture every five minutes until seven forty-one.
His message is sharp.I wince.He’s probably angry with me, but I can’t fix that now.All I can do is get my act together and do better.After setting the phone on the edge of the tub, I close my eyes and enjoy the way the warm water envelopes my body as it rises.It feels amazing.
Damn him.He knew I would feel better if I took a bath.He also knew I needed extra time to do so.
I’m almost late sending the next text, and I gasp when I look at the picture before jerking my gaze to my breast.“Holy fuck.”The hickey he gave me is huge.It’s purple.How big is his mouth?The mark is a few inches across.It’s only a centimeter from my nipple.
Daddy: My mark is stunning.
That’s one way to describe it.Barbaric works too.Childish.Possessive.
Also purple.
I’m out of words.Sighing, I stare at the ceiling.Who the fuck am I?I keep asking myself that.I have no answers.I’m sliding deeper and deeper into the most bizarre world.It can’t be real.
I’ve hardly seen my roommates for the past few days.I’ll need to face them and make polite conversation before they get suspicious.I certainly don’t want to explain to anyone that I’m in a deep relationship with one of the fucking freshman prankers.
Madness.Who would believe me?
Another phone ping.
Daddy: You’re late.
“Shit.”I hold up the phone and take another shot, this one capturing more of my body.I send it and resume staring at the ceiling.Somehow, I manage to send the rest of the pictures, and I reluctantly climb out of the tub at seven forty-one.
As soon as I have my towel wrapped around me, my phone rings.I nearly drop it when I fumble for it and see it’s him.He’s never called me.I answer.“Hello?”
“Do you have amnesia, princess?”
I wince as I head into my bedroom and sit on my desk chair, still wrapped in the towel.“No, Sir.”
“I get the feeling you’re hesitating this morning, naughty girl.”
I chew on my bottom lip and stare at the floor.
“Listen to Daddy, princess.I know you’re confused.It’s a lot to take in.You’re doubting yourself and me.It’s normal.Expected even.But it doesn’t change the fact that you’re my girl now.If you have concerns, bring them to me.You do not defy me.Get dressed.Eat a decent breakfast.I know there’s food in your fridge.Make eggs and bacon and toast.Drink some juice.Get to class on time.Text me when you get there.We’ll discuss your attitude later.”
He hangs up.
I’m shocked as I lower the phone and stare at it.My chest is rising and falling so drastically that my towel threatens to fall away from my chest.Tremors take over my body.Tears well in my eyes.
I can’t explain what I’m experiencing.It’s almost a panic attack.
He chastised me.I disappointed him, and he reprimanded me with his tone and abruptness.I think I’m going to hyperventilate.
This feeling is horrible.I’ve never experienced it before.I know it’s a result of my upbringing.I’m smart enough to put that together.Plus,hehas pointed it out several times.
My stalker.
My Daddy.
I wasn’t ever loved as a child.
I had no accountability.