The entire time I’m politely socializing, the hairs stand up on the back of my neck.I feel like he’s watching me.It’s irrational.Why would he be watching me?I don’t even know if he’s affiliated with Darkwell University.Still, I glance around.Ridiculous, since it’s not like I could identify him in a crowd.
Fourteen
Briana
I’m breathless by the time I slide into a chair in the northeast corner of the library on the second floor.It’s always quiet here.I think this book section is Ancient Roman history.Not a lot of traffic.Plus, there’s a bathroom.A single.I can pop into it without worrying about my stuff getting stolen.
My fingers move rapidly across the keys.
Briana: I’m at the library now.My usual spot.
I set my phone face up on the table and open my backpack to pull out my civics textbook.Why won’t he reply?It’s making me so nervous.I’m not going to be able to focus if he keeps up this silent treatment.
I know that’s what it is.I angered him, so he’s punishing me.Finally.Finally,a message comes in.
Daddy: You were three minutes late.Did you have a detour?
I’m so relieved that I start grinning as I respond.
Briana: Yes.Sorry.I ran into my roommates in the quad.It would have been rude to hurry past them without stopping to make small talk.
I decide to send a follow-up text.
Briana: I was actually thinking about discussing that issue with you.I’m not a good liar.I’ve never lied in my life.So far, I haven’t had to flat-out lie to my roommates, but I’m going to be very uncomfortable the first time I’m in a situation where I have to make something up to avoid them finding out about you.Do you have any suggestions?
There.That sounds reasonable.I’m also ignoring the giant elephant in the room.The fact that he’s been ignoring me all day.
Holding my phone, I do nothing but wait until his reply finally comes through.
Daddy: I appreciate you coming to me with this dilemma.I’ll think about this.In the meantime, as punishment for your hesitance this morning, I want you to go into the bathroom behind you, remove your dress and bra, and take a picture of your upper body.Make sure you get a good angle so I can see my mark on you.I want your face and your full breasts.You have two minutes.
I jump up from the table and rush into the bathroom.I’ll do anything as penance for this morning.I want to be back in his good graces.Even though it’s madness to text nudes of myself to anyone, let alone a stranger, he already has compromising pictures of me.He took them last night.I don’t know how many, but I suspect a lot.
After quickly pulling my dress over my head, I set it on the counter, remove my bra, add it to the pile, and lift my phone.
Holy shit.This is the worst idea in the history of ideas.And the bruise on my boob is darker than earlier.It looks like I got punched really hard.My nipples are instantly erect from the cool air and the sheer filthiness of this.
Nevertheless, I flip the camera and take several shots, making sure to include my face and my torso.I scroll through the pictures before choosing the best one and send it immediately without getting dressed.
Heart racing, I stand in my panties and shoes in this single-stall bathroom and wait for his response.I nearly leap out of my skin when my phone rings.It’s a video call from Daddy.
Ohgodohgodohgod.
Somehow, I manage to connect the call, keeping the angle of the screen to the ceiling.
“Lower the phone, naughty girl.I want to see you.”
My hand shakes as I ease the camera down to reveal my face.I can’t see him.Shocking.The video isn’t open on his end.
“Good girl.Prop the phone on the sink so that I can see your entire body, princess.”
Dying of mortification, I don’t dare defy him.I’ve already angered him today.It nearly gave me an ulcer.I don’t want to experience any more of his wrath in the form of silent treatment today.
Using my dress, I manage to get my phone to sit upright in a way that all but my feet are on display.I stand obediently, letting him look at me, forcing myself to keep my hands at my sides.
“Take your panties off, Briana.”
Can a person die of humiliation?