Daddy raised me to be a subby slut. He taught me that I was nothing but a worthless whore who deserved his beatings. Little girls were supposed to be seen and only heard when crying out in pain. Daddy tied me up and used my pussy and my ass whenever he wanted to. He shared me with other masters who were often even more vile than he. I began to love being fucked relentlessly. I loved having my pussy and ass stretched to accommodate large objects. I could not come without pain.
My thinking began to change the first time he used me as an accomplice to torture another sub. Since that day, I have harbored a dark fantasy of being Daddy’s dominant. In my fantasy I am the one in charge and he is my subby slut. I chain his arms and legs in a way that he cannot move even a fraction of an inch. I use clamps and clothes pins to torture his balls. I place his cock inside of a tiny cage, so that it hurts when he begins to get an erection. I force a large vibrating butt plug into his ass and stroke hard in and out. In my fantasy I sit atop his face and piss into his mouth when he tries to lick my cunt. I use a hot branding iron to mark him as my bitch. I force him to watch as I am fucked by a huge black cock and then I turn him over and laugh as he takes that same cock deep into his ass. I feel no remorse as he begs for mercy. Like he, I show no mercy. Like father, like daughter, I guess,
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