The Beauty Behind the Damage

Chapter 1

Fell free to correct any mistakes I've missed throughout this book. It would help me out a lot🥰
Selena's pov

I've been hiding behind this wall for the past hour. He's looking for me but I know when he finds me it will be trouble. I don't know how thin these walls are. I'm so terrified, but I'm trying not to make a sound. Before I get ahead of myself let me tell you how I got here.

It was around 8 in the morning when I woke up the first thing that came to mind was food. I was in little space; I was really hungry so I went to wake daddy up. I shook him as hard as I could but that wasn't working. When he wouldn't wake up, I took it upon myself to go get myself something to eat. I've seen daddy do it so I thought it would be really easy, but oh was I wrong. I ended up making a big mess.

At the moment I didn't care, I just kept going. I ended up making a sandwich I never knew would be so hard to make. In the middle of eating, I heard footsteps coming down the stairs. I wasn't scared because I didn't think I did anything wrong. When I looked up, I saw daddy so I gave him the biggest smile I've ever given him, but it dropped when I saw his unhappy face. I knew I was in trouble then, so I took off running and hid behind the wall in my room. He had no clue about this hiding space so I was safe.

Now back to where I am now. I know I'm going to be in big trouble when he finds me. When I'm scared I tend to slip into little space even though big me and little me can't handle this. But that's not all the time, sometimes little me is stronger than big me.

As time went by, I thought I was safe because I couldn't hear him anymore. So, I slipped out of the wall as quietly as I could. When I made it out safely without him seeing me, I went to my bed. A minute later here he comes walking in my room looking even more upset than he was before.

"Hey daddy," I said to him trying to sound as innocent as possible.

"Don't 'hey daddy' me you're in so much trouble." After he said that he grabbed me by my ponytail and dragged me towards his red room. I was trying not to make a noise because if I do it will only add on to what was to come.

The red room is the worst place to go because whenever I say the safe word he never stops. No matter how much it hurts. I really hate when he doesn't listen but if I say something about how I feel he will punch me and I don't want any more bruises.

The closer we got to the door the more my heart started to thump against my chest. I was even more terrified than I was before, only because I know what's about to happen. It wasn't always like this. We used to be so happy and I didn't get in trouble for making my own breakfast. The red room also used to have a safe feeling and was my favorite place to be, but one day everything changed.

Once we got to the door, he unlocked it and dragged me all the way to the bed then tossed me on there. My arm started hurting because of the way I landed on it, but I knew not to tell him. whenever I'm in pain it's like it causes him euphoria. I pulled myself up and sat there until I heard him yell my name. I don't like loud noises so that scares me so much.

"SELENA" he yelled. I moved my head so fast I felt a headache come. "Y-y-yes daddy" I responded. "Did you not hear me call your name the first five time." He asked. "N-no daddy" I said back. "You know how daddy feels when you don't reply back the first time he calls you you've only made it worse for yourself baby girl" he replied getting louder with each word.

I whimpered in response as tears went down my face. "Take your underwear off and come here," he instructed me. After I took them off I slowly made my way over to him. My heart was pounding harder with each step I took. "Over my lap" he said once I got in front of him. I did as I was told you can feel my body trembling. I know it made him happy because once I looked up, he had a smile on his face.

(Sorry in advance about what's going to happen. If you don't wanna read this you can skip to the next chapter)

"You will be getting 40 spankings because you should've waited until I got up and you hid from me" he said, which made me cry harder, "but daddy I tried to wake you up but you wouldn't" I said which you couldn't understand because I was crying.

"I don't care like I said you should've waited and you just added twenty more because I didn't ask for your explanation." I didn't say anything this time because I knew it would only make it worse and I didn't want that to happen.

"I want you to count and every time you mess up, we're starting over" he said. "One" I replied when he landed the first slap. "Two" I said as the second one came down in the same spot. "T-three" I said, crying more than I was before. He hit me in the same spot, not switching where he was hitting.

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"F-fifty n-n-nine" at this point I couldn't really control my breathing, but I pushed out the last number no matter how hard it was for me.

He let me get my breathing under control but wouldn't let me up. I knew something bad was going to happen when I felt his finger close to my lady parts. I wanted to tell him to stop so badly but I knew I would be in so much trouble if I did.

He put his fingers inside of me but didn't give me time to adjust. He just started slamming his fingers in me. It hurt so bad, but an involuntary moan came out and he took it as an invitation to keep going.

He threw me back on the bed and started taking his clothes off. When he was done, he positioned himself at my entrance and put all his force into the first stroke. I was screaming so loud if we had neighbors, they would've thought I was about to die.

He kept abusing my entrance not caring about me crying or yelling. "red" I said which is our safe-word he didn't stop he kept going. "D-addy it hurtssss" I yelled, but he only replied with "shut up you slut and let me finish." I laid there and cried because that's all I could do. This went on for hours. He used me like a cum buck or a play toy. Although that's what I think he saw me as.

When he got to finish he didn't stop there he got up and went to the closet with all of the "play toys" in it. I saw him grab a dildo, vibrator, and a set of handcuffs. I tried to get up before he made it to me, but I wasn't fast enough and I was in pain. When he made it to me he handcuffed me to the head board.

Once he got me handcuffed as tight as he wanted me he took the dildo and started teasing my entrance. I didn't find it enjoyable at all. I was in so much pain that I couldn't enjoy his gentleness at that moment. His gentleness only lasted for a second, next thing I felt was the object being shoved inside of me with no warning. For the hundredth time today I screamed like my life depended on it, which it did at the moment.

He finally took the object out, but once it was out he added the vibrator. "Do not let it fall out if you do, you'll be in so much trouble," he said. I did just that cumming non stop for what I think has been the past hour or so. When he was finally finished with me, he left me there with my own thoughts and a body full of pain.

As I laid there the first thing that came to mind was leaving. I mean I have the money for it, because he never let me use my own. The only thing I need to do is find the right moment to run away. Even if it takes a couple of days, I'll just have to sit it out and plan everything.

With that thought I drifted off to sleep hoping tomorrow will be better.