The shame and embarrassment of having this desire keeps me from acting on it, even when I’ve had the opportunity. I know I’m not attracted to men, and have to real desire for them, but I also know just how fucking badly I want to be a good little girl for Daddy and take his cock for the first time.
In one of my fantasies, some long-time lurker has figured out where I live, and he’s been casing me for weeks. Knows that I’m living alone, knows every time the front door opens if I’m getting coffee or walking the dog or taking the trash out. I am, of course, blissfully unaware of all of this.
Maybe he’s just there, inside, somehow. Maybe he shows up at the door. Either way, I’m stunned into quiet and stillness. I’d hoped that I would be bold in this scenario, fight admirably, if nothing else get some good scratches in, but really I just shrink back into a scared little kid. He wraps his arms around me in an impossibly tight bear hug.
“Hi, baby,” he breathes into my ear. I shudder in revulsion. “I’m sorry I’ve been gone. I could see how much you needed your Daddy.”
My insides turn to ice. I squeal. Kick, uselessly, with jellied legs. Try and twist, squirm, shove at Daddy. It barely does a thing— I’m 4’10. It’s no use, and this isn’t the movies. Daddy holds tight, barely budging.
“Aw, sweetheart, look what you’ve done to yourself,” he tuts, sliding his hands over my flat chest. “You’ve been so confused. No Daddy here to teach you what’s right. That’s ok. It’s all going to be alright now. Shhh.”
After he pries my mouth open, and pushes the pill inside, everything goes black and quiet.
I awaken… sometime. Impossible to say, really, with the curtains drawn. I’m on the bed downstairs, both wrists stretched above my head and loosely bound to the headboard.
“Oh— you’re awake. That’s great, it means we can get going.”
I become awake of the gag in my mouth. Daddy standing over me on the side of the bed, touching something where I can’t see.
“We’ve got a lot of playing to do, baby. A lot of lost time to make up for. I want you awake for it, but if you can’t behave you’ll have to take more special medicine. Now can you be still and quiet for me, like a good girl?”
Dread pools inside of me. The situation is, well and truly, inescapable. The only choice I have left is to put my faith in Daddy not to maim me, or kill me. I nod, after perhaps a few seconds of delay. He smiles.
“Good. Then let’s get started.”
