MY Personal VINDICARE

a little trail of sweat. My hands were litera

w hard I was trying not to break down and cry in front of this man. I d

ve sig

"You left a little trail of blood on it. but n

o hurting like hell but the hurt was nothing compared to ho

he touched me ma

ell me my little kitte

h my body and he ran he's ha

for me little kitt

my hands and pulled my

t me go". H

tten, the play is j

perately for him to release his han

re to save your little ass from me. Daddy's Little

out. "Fu

, kitten but for now.

he's pocket and placed it on my

He must have noticed it cause the next thing I felt w

acke

***

e days e

I was satisfied no one was watching then

ed out of the hall and into the stairs. I breathed in relief as I saw no one.

ou think you're g

re father, I just decided to take

nd out of instinct I shi

this time of day" he searched m

reeze would make the gar

If you say so. But l

rd following me around". My father's blue eyes glittered in mis

round, just think of him as a

apt. He would see the shoes and he w

room, if it makes you

't try anything stupid the b

heels to my front as I left him standing behind m

the center of attraction. Hey I've been kidnapped four times but that doesn't mean it's a big deal. Of course it is. At age twenty one I still had a lot going on for me. Six feet five I had a pear of forest green eyes and di

r house arrest when the last kidnappi

to be locked up and only go out when your father sees fit or only when he wants to boast about how great of a daughter you are. I was he's only child so I was kinda the only person inheriting all he's

smiled. The gown was rely visible and

nd jumped in the bed, I

p Emily,

"H

. You're in da

g". I stood up

he banging on my door. I pulled the knob and opened i