“So do you think Daddy’s angry at you?” I asked Paul as we lay wrapped together on his bed. I shouldn’t have asked that, because then Paul wanted to know what was on the tape. Xxx video Humiliated that Daddy would get to replay this nightmare over and over at his leisure, I crawled back over to the ottoman where Daddy sat, now holding the belt he must have gotten while I was crawling over and couldn’t see him. He almost looked like he was going to cry. I turned around, but couldn’t bring myself to look at him. Daddy glared at me and smirked, “It might hurt the rug? Please stretch my dirty little ass out, hurt it bad and make me bleed!”
“When I ask you what you want from now on, that had better be your answer; do you understand?”
“Yes, Daddy!”
He told me to hold my cheeks spread apart, and not to dare let
