Im sorry...

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Dear daddy,
I'm so sorry! But you were there...and yelling...things happened..why did you... But it wasn't my fault! Fine let me explain. Daddy and I were on the couch,cuddling of course and Mr.Styles texted me. Me being me I texted back without any consideration of my owner looking over me. "Who is that?" He asked. "Just a friend" I say quickly. "If your lying... You'll regret it" "no I promise just a friend". He grabs the phone and looks through our messages. Harry was using very explicit language talking about how perfect he would make me wet and then eat me out I was blushing so hard but also knew that he will punish me. When he got done reading all the messages he was pissed off. I get off the couch and backed away. "Is this what you want you fucking slut!" He towers over me knowing how much that scares me. "No sir" I say quietly. "What!?" He slaps me.. Hard. "this is what it looks like you want! Some fucking piece of shit that doesn't even love you!" He slaps me again. "Look at me when I'm talking to you!" He yells at the top of his lungs. "Don't touch me!" I scream at him. Blood trickles down my nose to my lips. He looks at me and realizes what he's done and try's go comfort me. "No! No! Get off of me!!!" I scream while crying. He gets a hold of me and holds me and he has me sit in between his legs while he holds me tight against my will. I try to get out his grip with every power I have I just can't. Moments later all I remember is Liam Singing,

"I wanna build you a boat
One as strong as you are free
So any time you think that your heart is gonna sink
You know it won't
I wanna build you a boat"
Love,
Your princess

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