I’ve made my decision.I won’t go back on it.Now I just need to get through my classes.
Sliding into my desk three minutes before civics, I send him a text letting him know where I am.He doesn’t respond.I don’t expect him to.He hasn’t responded to my running list for days.He’s punishing me.And I’m being pigheaded about it.
I know how to end this.I will.Today.
Somehow, I make it through my classes, and I nearly run back to my house to get comfortable in my room.I climb onto my bed and take my time writing my text.Rushing to get here has bought me some extra minutes.He’ll be expecting me to check in, but not this early.Finally, after reading and rereading the text, I hit send.
Briana: I’m sorry for my disobedience the other night.I’ve thought a lot about it, and you’re right.I need you.You make me a better person.I wouldn’t be getting straight A’s if it weren’t for your help.You spend a lot of time making sure I’m safe, healthy, and organized.I’m grateful for everything you do for me.It’s wrong of me to question your methods.You know what’s best for me.Without you, I make poor choices.I need guidance and structure.I promise to do better in the future.I deserved your belt.I know you will always punish me when I step out of line.It helps me learn to do better.I can’t promise I won’t make mistakes.I’m sure I will, and I will accept your discipline when I need correcting.Will you please accept my apology and train my bottom so that I’ll be prepared to take your cock in my tight ass as soon as you decide it’s time?I will go to bed with my pillows tucked under my stomach, my bottom in the air for your use.I’ll do so every night until you think I’ve earned your attention.I won’t complain.I’ll be patient and wait for you.Thank you for being the best Daddy in the world.
My heart races while I stare at the message.I don’t expect him to respond.But a girl can hope.
Suddenly, I realize I didn’t tell him that I had made it home.I quickly shoot off another text.
Briana: I’m at home, Daddy.I’ll eat the apple you left out for me and start my math homework now.
There’s still no response, but I feel lighter.A weight I’ve been carrying has lifted.I’ve done the right thing.I owed him an apology, and I did the best I could.The ball is in his court.But the ball has always been in his court, hasn’t it?
I’m so lucky I met him that night.I know it was sort of an accident, but he told me he picked me out while he was jogging one morning.He must have seen something in me before he followed me to that party.I bet he chose me to be his freshman prank before he ever left the house that night.
He thinks I’m special.No one has ever thought I’m special before.
He’s shown me that I have needs I was unaware of.He’s taught me that it’s so nice to have a Daddy keep track of me and guide me.I don’t have to worry about a thing because he handles everything for me.
It’s so much easier to do the right things with someone else knowing what’s best for me and providing me with a schedule and rules.It’s a relief, really.I’m a better person since I met him.
There is the tiny little sidenote that I really have not exactlymethim.I don’t know his name or where he lives.My only contact with him is on his terms.But I know he’s always there.Always thinking about me.Even when I misbehave.
It may be unconventional, but we fit together.I know we do.So I smile as I sit at my desk and open my math book.I’ve done all I can.Now I just have to be patient and wait for Daddy.He’ll come to me when he feels the time is right.I’ll be ready and waiting.I won’t complain.I won’t sass him.I will accept his methods because I have no other choice.I need him.
Nineteen
Rook
I’m so fucking glad I was able to add microphones to Briana’s room while she was in class today.She’s been talking to herself.And she’s so fucking cute.
I’ve been smiling all afternoon as she muttered out loud about the importance of pleasing me and behaving.I don’t think she realizes how much she has said rather than thought.
I want to go to her right now and fuck her until she screams my name.
I can’t, of course, but I wish I could.
Should I go to her tonight and take what she’s offering, or should I make her wait a few more nights?I know the answer.I should make her stew a bit longer.She needs to develop patience.She needs to learn that she won’t always get what she wants the moment she craves it.
She took three days to apologize and beg me to come train her tight ass.I should take three days to accept the apology.It’s only fair.It’s how she will learn.She’ll be far less likely to disobey me in the future if I make it extremely unpleasant for her.
Yes, I whipped her pretty ass with my belt, but her deeper punishment has been my absence.She really hates it when I don’t come to her.It makes her sad.And that pleases me.She’s addicted to me.It’s what I want.Soon, she won’t be able to live without me.She won’t even know what to do without my guidance and instruction.If she woke up in the morning and didn’t have a list of tasks and incoming texts, she would probably stand in the middle of her room, confused, until she missed her first class.
That’s what I want from her.Total dependence and devotion.We’re so close.
But there’s a huge problem.I tend to ignore it for days at a time, but I’m staring at it right now.
She’s texting with her brother, and I’m reading every word as the correspondence goes back and forth.He’d kill me with his bare hands if he knew I was invading his privacy.Cloning her phone doesn’t just violate her; it also violates everyone she exchanges texts with.
Luckily, that’s hardly anyone.She’s already so isolated that she doesn’t interact often with even her roommates.They stopped asking her to go places with them.There aren’t usually texts between them because they can just speak to each other in the house.
But Silver…
Huge fucking problem.