He pressed his digit into my bottom teeth and forced me to open my mouth. He took my chin in his hand and raised my eyes to look up at him, shoving his thumb past my lips and into my mouth. Daddy watched me intently through the whole process, approaching me from above when I finished. As soon as you enter this house, I want you on your hands and knees.' Daddy emerged from the basement and yanked me down by the collar underneath my jacket. I didn't want this but at the same time, I had already accepted it. I was curious and a slut like Daddy said I was. Something prompted me to see- I was curious. I had half a mind to turn and run the other way in that moment, but something kept me there. A new wall hanging held four different types of leashes and one bondage harness made of sleek black leather and shiny metal buckles and joints. There were hooks and ropes stationed throughout the house- places I assumed that served as posts to lock me up at. The second chair from the dining table was gone and replaced with food bowls on the floor like for a dog. When I returned from the store with groceries, I could instantly tell things were different. *Content Warning: Themes of non-consent/reluctance*
