Day- 3 (daddy)

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I lay the in my room. In pure shock with what just happened. This can't be right. They can't actually do this to me can they?....no fuck this I'm out. I gathered my things and ripped of the stupid fucking nappy. What a load of bullshit that was. I half threw on my back pack and stormed out the room. I glanced in the mirror and looked at myself; I look hot I thought, tech wear suits me. I trudged through the corridor, banging every door I came across and giving evils to every twat that stared at me. Each time I thought back to that machine it just made me fucking cringe. Urggggggh! Why! Why! Did I cum! For fuck sake! The more I thought about it the more angry I got. I got to reception where the locked doors were at.

"Open the door" I shouted at the lady at the desk

"Urm sir you can't jus..."

"Open the fucking door!" I shouted again in a deep voice.

The nurse got up and went round the back. Fuck! I thought. This is such bullshit. I lit a fag in the middle of reception. I don't give a fuck they violated me! I began to walk up and down the desk waiting for that bitch to come back. Ten minutes I waited and I get confronted with dr.j

"Tom, come on let's have a talk about this" he said

"No fuck this! You fucking violated me man! The fuck is wrong with you?!" I shouted at him

"Tom that's the process, I have no control over that. If that's what they deemed fit then so be it. My hands are tied"

I paused staring at him "no, no...fuck this I want out"

"I get that but if you really want to leave your going to have to come with me into my office to sign a few forms otherwise it'll be a police issue"

I stared at him and paused, I didn't trust him. I hesitated. Thinking. I dropped the fag on the floor Before slowly walking up to him. He turned and walked towards the corridor to his office. The receptionist waiting in the corridor looking scared. We walked and everyone in the corridor stared at me. I just glared at them. We got to his office. His office was quite. Must be noise proof. With a large bay window at 1 end. A sofa and armchair down the other end. His large mahogany desk in the middle. He walked up to his desk and began rustling through the desk draws. I just stood staring, in silence. Waiting for this whole fucking process to be done. He mumbled to himself, before walking over to the filing cabinet near the door.

"You know you can't leave right?" He said

"What? You just fucking said..."

"I know what I said Tom but you've also lost your rights." He smirked "nice attempt in leaving though!" He chuckled to himself.

"You fucking cunt!" I dropped my bag and ran over to him. I'll take him on.

"You don't want to do this Tom, you won't like the repercussions " he said with his hands up in front of him.

"Fuck this! You fucking lied to me you piece of shit! You fucking violated me! Your a fucking perv! You made me fucking piss myself!"

I felt my anger growing. I went to throw a punch. He dodged and pushed me on the floor. While I was getting up, he had turned the key in the door and locked it. I went to hit him again. He dodged and picked me up, arm around my stomach and took me to the chair. He rested me over his knee. I kicked, swore and shouted at him. He just rested his right hand Imbetween my shoulder blades, holding me in place.

"I warned you Tom, you wouldn't like the consequences"

"Fuck you!" I screamed. He sighed.

He put his hand down the back of my boxers and pulled my joggers and boxers down.

"You fucking perv! What the fuck are you doing!" I screamed.

*smack*

He just spanked my arse...

*smack*

He's actually spanking my arse like a naughty kid.

*smack*

Mother fuckers actually spanking arse.

"You gonna be a good little boy?" He asked

"Fuck you pig!" I screamed while kicking my legs everywhere.

*smack, smack, smack*

Fuck that actually starting to hurt

*smack,smack,smack*

"You gonna be a good little boy for me Tom?" He asked again in a sterner voice.

I paused. Bewildered.

*smack*

"I'm going to keep going till you say it Tom" he almost shouted.

I'm not fucking saying it. Fuck him. He's a prick. I'm not going to make him happy. My arse throbbed as he continued to smack my arse.

"Do you think you a big boy now because you don't have your diapers on huh? You a big tough guy now huh? Take me on?!" He shouted. His smacks got harder and harder. I let out a very subtle squeak.

"What was that?.... What me to keep going?"

"No!" I screamed.

"What does daddy want to here then?"

Daddy? Where the fuck did that come from? I thought. This guy is messed up.

*smack*

"I can do this all day Tom"

"I'm sorry" I mumbled.

"Hm?! What was that?" He stopped spanking

"I'm sorry!!" I shouted

"You gonna be a good little boy for me now on are you?" He shouted. I went silent. I'm no fucking little boy.

*SMACK!* that smack really hurt

"Yes! Fucking Christ man!" I almost cried at him. This shits hurting now.

He pushed me off him and I lay on the floor. My arse red and on fire. I pulled my trousers up and glared at him. He sat there. Slumped back in his armchair. He looked pissed. 1 arm was clinging onto the chair while he left the other in a half inquisitive pose towards his face while slightly chewing his finger. We stared at each other. We were both angry. He suddenly shot up. I backed up a little. He came straight towards me. I ducked and slightly screamed. He picked me up from under the arms and pinned me against the wall. Our faces, eye line to each other. My legs dangling. He stared at me. I tried to wiggle down but he was too strong.

"You ever come for me again you little bitch and I won't be so kind" he said.

I stopped wiggling and starred at him. His eyes were a dark blue. His facial hair grown into a short beard. There were a few stray gray hairs aswell. I tried wiggling again and squeaked in annoyance. He shook me and I lightly banged my head.

"I don't want to be nasty to you Tom. But your pushing me." He said. I felt scared. This guy could genuinely hurt me.

"You going to be a good boy for daddy?" He asked again. I nodded.

"You gonna be a good boy for daddy?" He said louder, inferring he wanted some response.

"Yes" I said quietly.

"Yes what?"

"....yes.. daddy". I was ashamed of myself.

He said good, before pushing me harder against the wooden wall and kissing me. His face rough. I was shocked. A rush of adrenaline rushed through me and made me pee a little. I just stared at him while he kissed me. His eyes were shut. The kiss felt like an eternity.

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