“I will work things out with Silver.It’s not your problem.You will have a relationship with him.”
“Yes, Daddy.”
“If I have to, I will lock you in our room.”His voice is firm.He’s making a point.
“Okay.”
“Most of your time will be spent in the same way it has since you first gave yourself to me.”
Did I?Give myself to him?Or did he take me?
“You will follow my rules.I’m rigid about your time, your cleanliness, and your hygiene.Just like in your previous room, there are cameras in here.Four in this room and two in the bathroom.I installed them to help you behave.I’m always watching you.”
I shudder in his arms.It’s very strange to think he’s been spying on me for all this time.
He smooths back my hair.“I know you will obey me because you’ve done so until now without knowing about the cameras.”
I nod.He’s right.I had no idea he was watching, and still I followed his instructions.
“What you won’t do is cuss.I’ve heard you doing so in your room.From now on, when you let filthy words slip out at random, I will wash your mouth out with soap.Understood?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Tomorrow, I will take your cunt.No other man will ever see your pussy.You can expect me to fuck you often.Your mouth, your cunt, and your ass.Sometimes, I will do so simply to satisfy myself.Other times, I will grant you permission to orgasm.Not your choice.And you don’t ever touch yourself without my permission.”
His last words are ominous.Threatening.I wouldn’t dare.
Part of me is aware that this relationship is totally unconventional.Most people would run in the other direction.But I’m not like other women.I’m so fucking turned on by his lecture that I’m struggling not to rub my legs together to alleviate the pressure.
“It’s up to you how often you wish to be disciplined.If you behave and follow the rules, I will know you enjoy my praise and the rewards that come with having your pussy pleasured.If you make poor choices, I’ll assume you enjoy having your ass whipped and spending time in the naughty box.”
Oddly, I don’t have the answers.I’m not sure what I prefer yet.Perhaps a combination of both.I suspect there will be days when I crave his discipline and others when I crave his gentle touch.
A sudden, pressing question weighs on me.“Are you going to prank more girls, Daddy?”
“Never, princess.I’m a fucked-up man, Briana.I’m a product of my childhood.Same as your brother and our roommates.The pranks help us to stay in check for the rest of the year.They give us a perverse outlet for the pain we carry.”
I flinch.He’s so earnest, and I feel sorry for the boy who went through whatever happened to him.My brother, too.I’m sure it wasn’t pleasant.
“We’re not good men.Not on the inside.We’re permanently damaged, but we survived.We’ve made lives for ourselves.We do what we need to remain sane even though we are fucked up.You may not ever discuss the pranks with anyone, including my brothers.Not a word.You will not influence them or try to get them to stop.It’s not your business.But you are my outlet now.I will always terrorize you.It feeds my black soul.”
I flinch.“Your soul is not black, Daddy.”
“Oh, princess.My soul is very dark.I’m warped in ways that would horrify you.”
“Will you tell me about your childhood sometime?”
“No, pretty girl.Never.Some things are better left buried.We do not speak of them.”
“Okay, Daddy.”
“I was never meant to be with another human.I’m not good enough for you.I don’t deserve your devotion.But you’ve given it to me anyway, and I will cherish it always.That doesn’t mean I won’t expect you to give your mind, body, and soul to me for the rest of your life.”
“I will,” I promise.I know it’s true.We may be fucked up, but we’re a matched pair.
“I will warn you, princess… I have needs.My instinct to control is strong.I control every aspect of my environment.That includes you.But it also means there will be some days when my desire to punish you will be overwhelming.If you don’t misbehave, I’ll probably sabotage you, forcing you to make a mistake so I will have the excuse to discipline you.”
“Okay, Daddy.”I find myself smiling, even though he can’t see my face.I’m not surprised.And now I know I should not strive to be perfect.It will infuriate him if I never disobey his orders.Controlling my every breath feeds his soul, but punishing me makes him come alive.