All my toys

  All my plans, all my efforts, and in the end, everything gets messed up because … of the truth? Damn!

Don't get me wrong, I like this eager version of Tina, but I was looking forward to a completely loyal pet, this feels more like a compromise.  Hell no! No way I will accept this!

I grab her hairs roughly and force her head to tilt backwards.  Tina stares at me, shocked and scared.

"Listen carefully to daddy, Tina".  My deep voice resonates in the room, cold and threatening.

"Daddy keeps his word, your sister will not be tortured, but she will become mine nonetheless.  Not because you will help me, not for your revenge, but because I want to fuck the little bitch.  Maybe I will be nice to her, maybe I will slap her around until she sucks my cock, maybe I will rape her in the car coming back from school, but I will have her, whenever and however I wish".

I put more force in my arm, causing her to bend backward.

"Do you understand, kitten?  You are my pet, my slave, my little girl.  I will love you always, but I decide what love is.  You don't get to choose to give yourself to me, YOU DON'T HAVE THE RIGHT TO CHOOSE, because you are already mine.  I decide how I love you, I decide how fuck you, I decide whether I will fuck you or punish you".

Her eyes are now as big as saucers, she is more surprised than afraid, I think.  Good.

"We still have a month of training in front of us, honey, so don't worry; by the time we are done, you will be 100% loyal to me and will know better than to try to influence my decisions.  If at any moment I decide that you are not being loyal to me, I will personally deliver to Jack's doorstep, and send little Rose to a brothel in Europe.  Do you understand me, babygirl"?

Tears streams from her eyes, her lips trembling,

"D-daddy, p-please…".

I continue relentlessly,

"I appreciate your sentiments, I appreciate that you feel good with me, but you seem to forget that I am the same person who tortures you every single fucking day.  I wonder, perhaps you got so used to it that you started to enjoy it?  Should I amp it up a bit"?

"P-please, no d-daddy, I don't want t-that".

"Oh?  Didn't I just say that only I get to decide if and how to punish you?  are you going against me now?  Is that it"?

"N-no daddy, please, I am not going against you, please don't punish me".

Without warning I push a finger in her pussy.  She is sopping wet.

"Hahaha, your mouth says not to punish you, but your pussy says that you love it.  Look at this, getting so turned on.  What is it that you love?  Being treated roughly?  Being called a slave? Or the thought of being punished for being a little slut?  Uh?  ANSWER ME"!

Tina is still crying, her face flushed, only now I know that the flush is not because of fear, but excitement.

I shake the hand holding her hair, causing her heat to bob left and right,

"I told you to answer me, kitten".

Tina takes a deep breath, her face becomes even more flushed, she cant move her head as I am holding her, so she lowers her eyes, and murmurs softly,

"…all of it...".

YES! THANK YOU GOD!

"What did you say, honey?  Daddy didn't quite catch it.  Speak louder".

"I LOVE ALL OF IT!!!  I love it when you treat me roughly, I love when you insult me, I get wet when I think of being your slave, your pet, your slut!  There!  I said it, happy now"?

Saying so, she explodes in tears once again.

  The truth is finally out.  She never cared about revenge; she just wanted an excuse to be abused.  She learned in the last week the joy of being a toy, to enjoy the humiliation and the pain.  Protecting Rose was just a bonus, her target was simply to find a rational excuse to be my possession.

  I drag her to the bed, sit on it and place her on my lap, her head on my chest.  I let her cry, until her tears dry.  I wipe her eyes gently with my fingers.

"I am pleased to finally meet you Tina.  I am your owner.  You can call me daddy".

As I say so, tina looks at me, abrupt comprehension and joy in her eyes.  She showed me her true self, the source of her shame, and I accepted it, and her.  Her arms dart around my neck and tighten in a hug, while Tina puts her head on my chest again and starts crying, only this time she cries tears of happiness.

"Daddy…".