Wait Til Daddy Gets Home
"You stupid little cunt! Just look at what you've done! Don't you cry now, girl, you save that until your father gets home. Now get over to the wall and you just wait, girl, and you pray. You pray for mercy."
Kylie knew what that meant. She picked herself slowly up off the floor, her legs quivering, eyes stinging from tears and mascara. As she made her way to her feet she nearly fell back to her knees. Her pussy was in agony. Her labia felt like it was on fire, but that was far from the worst. The worst pain was in her clit. Every step she took shot a lightning bolt of pain through her clitoris. As she tried to move, the pain built and she felt the world begin to swim. Kylie focused all of her concentration, whatever broken will she had left, on not blacking out. When she came back to herself, she realized that she was still standing upright. More than that, she was actually walking to the corner. She wondered if she really could have been trained so well by these monsters.
She felt her hands raising slowly up above her head. They lowered again just as slowly, just as automatically, this time at the elbow. Kylie placed her hands behind her head, brushing past the the pigtails that Mama and Daddy insisted she wear in her hair. She walked as slowly as she thought would be allowed, fear welling up inside her again, despite how many times she had done this routine. She was approaching the wall; the big, blank, fucking wall.
Kylie came to stop. Her breath began to hitch. The toes of her little red heels, the ones that Mama made her wear, touched the wall softly. She spread her legs and leaned forward. She gently touched her nose, her nipples, and her knees to the wall. She cursed herself, shame exploding inside her, as she started to cry. She cried softly, silently, but even still she had hoped she'd be beyond tears by now. From behind her, she heard Mama giggling at her quietly.
"Look at you. Butt naked and presenting yourself like a fucking baboon. Are you a fucking baboon?" Kylie could hear Mama getting closer as she spoke. She felt completely powerless, shaking all over, her body aching all over.
"Yes Mama." Kylie spoke as loudly and clearly as she could. Mama hated mumblers. She just barely stopped herself from screaming as Mama snatched her hair from behind. Mama wrenched her head back, smiling down at her with absolute contempt. She ran her free hand over Kylie's breasts, trailing slowly down her stomach towards her battered, ruined pussy. Even after all this time, Kelly was still revolted by the woman's touch. Mama leaned in, running her tongue across Kylie's earlobe and whispering viciously.
"Then say it, stupid! I wanna hear the words come out of your little whore mouth." Kylie knew better than to hesitate, even with every instinct in her body telling her to squirm away from the older woman. Instead, Kylie, loudly and clearly, responded,
"I'm a fucking baboon, Mama." Kylie stared straight forward at the wall, keeping her proper posture as much as possible. That was one of the rules of the house. Kylie's heart began to pound hard in her chest as Mama's long, sharp, immaculately manicured nails scratched softly down her mound to the lips of her pussy. Kylie felt herself shaking uncontrollably as the pain in her pussy began to rise again. She was beginning to wonder how much more she could take when Mama pinched her abused, swollen clitoris between her nails. There was no holding back her scream this time. Kylie opened her mouth and let out a noise of pure anguish, somewhere between a scream and a sob. Mama let go of her hair, wrapping her hand around and holding her mouth, stifling her cries.
"Do not use that language with me, you little harlot. I brought you into this world and I am prepared to take you out of it..." She gave Kylie's clit a little pinch, sending a whole new level of pain coursing through Kylie's body, stiffening every muscle in her body. "Now, you're going to apologize to your Mama. Say, 'I'm sorry Mama. I'm a stupid, spoiled, selfish little whore. I deserve everything gives me." She gave Kylie's clit another, tighter pinch, making the damaged, nearly broken girl yelp like a dog. "Say it!"
"I-I'm s-s-sorry... Ma-maahhhh!" Kylie screamed as Mama pinched her again. Her head was swimming again. The pain was just too much. But then the thought of what might happen to her if she passed out and where she might be when woke up swam up through her thoughts. Through her sobs, screams and gasps for air, Kylie fought to get the words out. "I'm a s-s-stupid--Ooohh!--s-s-SPOILED..." The corners of Kylie's vision were begining to go dark. This was it. No more fighting it. Mama looked down at Kylie's face and saw her eyelids begin to dip. Her eyebrows raised.
"And what do you think you're doing?" Mama let go of Kylie's mouth and brought her hand down to Kylie's mound, shoving three fingers with their long, perfectly manicured nails deep inside of Kylie's raw, tight cunt. Kylie, somewhere between awake and unconscious, heard herself screaming as if from somewhere else. "Don't..." Mama hissed, thrusting her fingers hard into the helpless girl, "You..." She withdrew her fingers all the way, this time slamming four into the screaming Kylie, "Pass out!"
Kylie crumpled to the floor, unconscious, her body still twitching from the horrendous abuse. Mama looked down at her motionless form, pulling a handkerchief from her pocket and wiping Kylie's fluids from her fist. Mama pulled a cigarette from her housecoat and a silver zippo lighter. She lit the cigarette, tilted her head back to exhale. She smiled as she reached down to rub her pussy with her free hand. She just couldn't wait to see what Daddy was going to do to little Kylie when he got home.
Kylie, even as she lay unconscious, couldn't seem to escape Mama and Daddy. In her dreams, she play's over and over again the day that they took her...
End of Part 1
