| I DON'T LIKE MY DADDY [ part 1 ] I don't like my new daddy - he's nasty to me. He keeps mummy's bedroom door closed when I want to sleep with her, he tells me it not right for a girl of ten to sleep with her mother, I hate him. Mummy doesn't hate him - 'He's a good husband' she tells me, but my real daddy was better, he would look after me, tell me stories, he was nice. Mummy says that he's with the angels now, but it was a drunk driver that took him away. Mummy met my new daddy at the place where she works, she brought him home one day when I came back from school, I didn't like the way he looked at me, I was dressed in my school uniform, jersey, blouse, pleated skirt, white socks and shoes. Oh yes I wore my knickers, but I didn't let people see those! Mummy told me that she was going to marry this man, and he was going to be my new daddy, she told me to give him a kiss, so I had to, he opened his legs to allow me to get close to him, and pulled me close, rubbing my back with his hand. He asked mummy when my period was, I didn't know what he meant, I mean school was over for the day. Mummy said that I was only 10 years old; he said that I would learn to like him. Mummy said that he was being a dirty old man, he just smiled at her and kept on rubbing my back, but his hand kept moving down over my bottom. Mummy said that she wanted to talk to him in her bedroom and so he let me go and watch television. While I was watching Power Girls I heard mummy crying out, but she was asking for more, but I didn't know what she had so I couldn't get her any more. Then she started asking for something harder, but the only hard thing she had was a funny shaped candle thing except it was rubber, but it was also slightly hard. So maybe he was showing her that.
When they got married he told me that as he was now my daddy, I had to obey him as mummy did, and if I didn't he would spank me - now my daddy had never done that, but my new daddy said he would only do it because he loved me and had to show me that he cared for what I did. One night I couldn't sleep and went to sleep with mummy, but when I opened the door, daddy was lying on top of mummy - I could see her arms were above her head and her legs were open, she wasn't wearing anything at all. He looked as if he was doing press ups, but I didn't know why mummy would let him do that on top of her, she saw me in the doorway but didn't say anything, I think his socks in her mouth stopped her. Anyway he looked around at me and told me to go to bed, when I said I couldn't sleep he stopped whatever it was he was doing and got off the bed, I could see he wasn't wearing anything either and his thingy was sticking up, I thought that would have hurt mummy like that, but I suppose the socks in her mouth stopped her from telling him. Daddy took hold of my arm and said that I should sleep in my own bed, and that he would have to ensure that I would stay there tonight, then he asked me if I'd been to the toilet yet, when I said no he told me to go and he'd see me in my bedroom. When I got to my bedroom I saw that daddy had placed torn strips at each end of my bed, he told me to take off my nightdress and to lie on the bed, when I had he took my wrists and tied them to the top of the bed, and then he tied my legs to the foot of my bed. He looked at me and, after smiling at me, covered me with a blanket, then he told me to sleep tight and laughing left my bedroom I could see mummy's bedroom door open, and I realised that she was tied up just as I was, but then daddy wasn't doing press ups on me.
The next day I was woken by daddy taking the blanket off of me, he then started to touch my tummy and my chest, it felt weird, tingling as he did it, then he touched my pee-pee slit and rubbed there. Then he untied me and told me to wash myself, then to come back into my bedroom and to get ready for school. When I returned to my bedroom I found my clothes waiting on my bed I went to dress and daddy told me to stand still. He picked up my knickers and after twisting them round brought them to me, he knelt down and told me to lift a leg, he put my knickers onto the leg which I put down onto the floor, and lifted my other leg. Once my knickers were at my ankles daddy told me to stand up straight, he walked behind me and then I felt him pull my knickers up, he ran his fingers around the legs of the knickers to make sure they were sitting right. He then held my blouse so that he could put it on me, coming round to my front, so that he could do up my buttons - I tried to tell him that I could dress myself, but he told me that since he was my daddy he had to make sure I was dressed correctly. When he was sure my blouse was right, he then picked up my skirt he bent down holding the skirt open, I stepped into the opening, I had to hold his shoulders so that I didn't fall over, he then brought my skirt upto my waist and fastened it. Doing the zip up at the side. Then he reached under my skirt and grabbed hold of my blouse at the front, but under my skirt and pulled it down, then his hands went behind my bottom and pulled on the blouse at the back, as he removed his hands he touched my knickers at the front. He then made me sit on the bed and he put my socks onto my legs, but he didn't use the long socks, no! I had to wear the baby type socks that just stayed on my ankles. Then he put my shoes on and tied them tight. Finally he picked up my jersey and, after asking me to raise my arms, he put that on me as well. I started to go for breakfast but he told me to stand still, He picked up my hairbrush and started to brush my hair. Finally he patted my bottom and told me to go downstairs, he said that mummy would be down to make my breakfast.
When mummy was making my breakfast I saw that the had marks on her wrists, just as mine did, but when I tried to tell her what daddy did she just said that he was looking after me, and that I should be happy that he took such an interest in me. Then she told me to eat up as it would make me big and strong, I had to take a tablet, which she said was vitamins, daddy had told her to that I had to take one every day. Mummy told me that good girls will always obey their daddies and would never tell anyone about private things that happen in their houses, because all children were treated like that by good fathers, and bad fathers didn't want their daughters to find out, so I wasn't to tell anyone about last night. All the day at school I wondered if my friends had a daddy like my new daddy, but I remembered what mummy had said and so I didn't want to cause them any trouble at their home, so I didn't ask them. When I arrived back home, mummy was in the living room sitting on her knees beside daddy's chair, I saw she wasn't wearing anything and that her hands were tied behind her back and my daddy was stroking her hair. "Hello angel", said my daddy, "how was school - did you learn anything?" and he patted his knee for me to sit on. I told him of the English lessons, then the maths, then boring history and awful geography, while I was talking he put his hands under my jersey and undid my blouse. Then he pulled off my jersey taking my blouse with it. He then lifted my feet and untied my shoes, taking them off, and then he removed my socks. He made me stand in front of him and he undid my skirt, I stood in front of him as he looked at me. "You're a little princess aren't you?" He said, I didn't know what he meant so I didn't answer. He asked me to turn around and then to put my hands behind my back, when I did he tied my hands together and made me kneel down beside mummy who was smiling at me. Daddy then turned on the television so that I could watch the cartoons, he told me to stay as I was, until he returned then he got up and took mummy with him, I think they went to mummy's bedroom because she started to shout out again, I wish I knew what they were doing, because mummy seemed to like it.
Mummy and daddy came back into the room and then mummy went to make dinner for us while daddy helped me to stand - it was funny trying to stand without my arms to help me, daddy told me I'd soon learn the trick - which was good 'cause I liked magic tricks. At dinner it was funny 'cause daddy wouldn't untie my hands, but he fed me as if I was a baby! When I said I was full up, he told me just another mouthful, and then another until he said enough. I felt really full, then he made me drink two glasses of cola, I normally only have one, but he said he knew what I needed. But mummy said I was too young yet, I suppose she meant I couldn't drink beer like daddy was. Daddy finally untied my arms after dinner, but said I was such a good girl that I didn't have to dress for bed until later. He did tie mummy's hands to show me how much he loved her she told me. When it was time for bed, daddy told me that he didn't want me to disturb them that night so he was going to tie me to my bed again after I had visited the bathroom and had a bath and used the toilet. But as mummy's hands were tied he told me that he was going to wash me, he went into the bathroom and started to fill up the bath, mummy told me that I had to obey my daddy, 'cause he really cared for me which is why he was treating me like this. Then daddy called me into the bathroom, he took my knickers down and then he watched me use the toilet, and handed me paper to wipe myself with. Then he lifted me into the bath and told me to sit down while he got ready. I watched him as he started to undress, and I saw his thingy, which was starting to stick up slightly, then he started to put soap onto his hands and then rubbed me all over my body, he said that the flannel was only to be used later after I was soaped up. He told me to stand up and started to soap up and down my legs then he went over my tummy and then my bottom, he started to push his finger inside my bum, telling me that I had to be clean all over. It felt strange but after some time I liked the feeling. After he had finished soaping me up he told me to sit down again, then he used the flannel to remove the soap from me, and then he dried me with a big fluffy towel. He then asked me if I was all right and ready for bed, which I said I was He smiled at me and then walked with me to my bedroom, I could see I had a new bed, with four posts, one at each corner of the bed, he asked me if I liked my new bed, I told him yes, it was a lovely bed, I jumped onto it, it was so soft, it had a fur blanket on the bottom which really felt nice on me. Daddy then asked me to stretch out my legs to the corners of the bed, I could then see that there were little eyes going up the side of each of the posts, he had pieces of cloth attached to the lower eyes and he started to tie me with them. Once he'd finished with my legs he asked me to reach out to the other posts and started to tie my hands, which left me lying on my new soft bed making a cross shape, daddy asked me if I was still all right, and I was! He started to move his hand over me again, as if he was washing me again, but he didn't have any soap on his hands this time, but it tickled and I started to laugh as he did that, he then moved his hands between my legs, he said he was trying to feel if I was growing hair there yet. But it seems I hadn't because he smiled and said soon, darling soon. Then he covered me with a blanket and told me to go to sleep.
I did try, but I couldn't sleep for some time, then I saw mummy, she looked into my room and smiled, then she said, don't worry it won't be for some time yet. Daddy must have told her about my not having any hair where she did I suppose. And I could see hers 'cause she didn't have any clothes on. Daddy came upto her and took her into her bedroom, he looked at me and said nighty night. Then went with her and shut the door. Leaving me to lie there trying to sleep. I don't like my daddy, he doesn't treat me like he does mummy. |