20th July 2008
9 am
I was starving. I haven't eaten in three days. And my father never came to see me even once. My broken ankles were still hurting and tied up with twine.
I sat in seating position eagerly waiting for my father. My stomach grumbled. But I ignored it.
"How's my Favourite girl? Come here and kissed my feet."
"Father." AMy face lit up. I crawled to where he was and kissed his feet.
"Sorry I got so late. I was buying some tools for you. It cost 5000 dollars. So you're going to pay me back with your body."
"Yes of course master. It would be my pleasure.
"But first you're going to wear your new outfit. But first. Let's remove your bonds."
He removed the twine and I moaned in agony as he did so. There were red welts all over my broken legs and it was painful.
"Now wear this."
He kicked me. " Don't rest."
"I'm sorry father. Please give me my outfit."
He threw the outfit at me. It was a lewd outfit. that barely covers my butt and the nipples are exposed.
"That suits you doesn't it, Keyaru?"
"Thank you for the compliment. Father. This suits a worthless slave like me."
He put a pink collar around my neck and it restricted breathing. As it was on the last hole. I swallowed hard. I felt like I was choking but I wasn't. I knew that I wasn't but I felt that I was choking.
He secured a bit gag around my mouth and secured it tightly behind my head.
"Now speak." He ordered.
"Thank you father." The words came out incoherent. But father didn't mind.
"Now the best part." A
He pressed the button and I groaned in agony.
"This is not any collar. It's also a shock collar so I can control you without any punishments until I feel as if you deserved it."
Father stroke my dick while he touched my boobs and I ejaculated.
Father pressed the button and a shock ran through me.
"I'm sorry father. Please forgive me."
"You're such a good girl. You managed to ejaculate with just your boobs."
7:00pm
"Let's go to the park."
He blindfolded me and attached the leash to my collar and I crawled up the staircase. For the first time.
I was crawling on all fours and I cried out of humiliation. I wanted to complain, but I was scared of him. So I didn't. The cool night air brushed against my bare skin. My uniform barely covers my butt.
"Father I need to pee."
"So lift up your leg and pee."
I peed like a dog. I was humiliated but even so it felt so good because I haven't peed in so long.
"Thank you father."
He pulled me forward and started to walk ahead. I choked. "please father. Don't pull so roughly." He stopped at the merry go around. He put me on top of one of the merry go around horses. He handcuffed me behind ny back and my ass was sticking out.
He sat on me. His heavy weight was crushing my wrists.
"Now let's do some school work. What are you finding most difficult in?"
"Maths, father. Multiplication tables. Up to twelve times table."
"I'm going to ask you 10 questions . If you get one right, you will be rewarded, but if you get one wrong, you will get punished."
"Let's start. Keyaru."
"Yes father."
He started to ask me the 10 questions and I got 7 wrong. Because he asked up to 25 times tables and hard ones. Because I was in lot of pain. My wrists fell asleep and my ankles were hurting so much as he whacked it hard with a cane.
I was tortured until I knew the answer. My father ignored my screams until I got the right answer.
10:00pm.
I was still on that merry go around. And my father was still seated on top of me. My breath was shallow as I was choked by the weight. -
"Does your wrists hurt?" My father asked me while pulling my collar and choking me. "Answer me. Bitch."
"Yes they do father. But it's fine. I don't mind." I replied in a choked voice.
He got off me. "You did an excellent job tonight. You want more lessons like this?" He said caressing my back.
"Yes father. It was fun. I learned a lot. Torture is a good form of discipline. But I'm ashamed I got seven wrong."
"That's true. Keyaru.Once a week we are going to learn maths. Like this. Other times it will be at home."
He brought me back home and put me in the basement.
"Father, can I please request that you don't let me stay in the basement? Please. It's dark and stuffy."
"Oh, you think that just because I took you out. That means you can say whatever you want."
He kicked me in the ribs and stepped on my broken ankles. I screamed.
"Apologize for your insolence and if that's good. I'll may consider your request."
"I'm sorry father for my insolence. It won't happen again. I promise."
"Good girl. But request denied."
He rubbed my dick. "You don't like that answer do you, slave?"
"I'll accept it father. Because I don't have an opinion."
He kissed my lips. "Good girl. You're such a good daughter."
"Thank you father."
He went upstairs. "I'll send some playmates for you."
He dumped a bucket of ice cold water on me and made sure that every part of me was soaked. The numerous injuries screamed in protest. My body temperature dropped.
Then he dumped 12 scorpions on my body.
The scorpions bit me and their bites were painful. I begged him to remove it, but he ignored me. Tears ran down my face.
"This will keep you company until August 1st."
The scorpions continued to bit me and I howled in pain. "Don't worry these are not poisonous or are they?"
He inserted a love egg into my ass and pressed the button.
He made me drink a liter of water and then secured my dick with a tight ribbon.
He left me there alone at night with the scorpions biting me over and over again. There were burning sensation around my wounds. I was scared. Are they poisonous? Will I die?
I couldn't even sleep. The water made me shiver. Not even my genitalia was safe from the bites. My broken legs also had scorpion bites.
I was in a lot of pain. I couldn't sleep. I hated this. I don't want to be a slave anywhere. But my broken body enjoyed it so much.
I wanted to pee. I wanted the scorpions to stop biting me. I wanted it be free. But all of those were just things I can't do.
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