I knew I had no say so or choice in the matter because once He made a decision, it was final. I was expected to listen and obey without question. I knew that once I was too scared to object, He had won. I had given him control of my life, but not like I wanted. I didn't willingly give him permission to do with me as He pleased, no I was manipulated. I knew it was wrong, but I foolishly clung to the hope that He could love me. He was my Daddy, and I needed him. I couldn't live without him, He was my everything. I eventually realized that He didn't have the potential to be a Daddy Dom, but it was too late, and there was no way for me to escape. I was trapped, bound to him, and He was aware that I knew that. It fueled his desire, and gave him more leverage over me. He knew my weaknesses and how to exploit them, so instead of helping me overcome them, he used them against me. I was powerless because he had stripped what little confidence I had, and had belittled me into nothing. I believed everything he said because I believed in him and his desire to love me. It's hard to explain the simultaneous awareness and obliviousness to the situation, but it was the only way I could cope. I wanted to believe that he truly loved me, and cherished me like the precious thing I am, but I knew that it was all a lie. I knew he was manipulating me, and taking away all my options. He took advantage of my naivety, and I foolishly trusted him. When I received the text that told me that He was moving, moving to be with me, I knew that our long-distance relationship, and my safety had ended.
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Once He arrived, my normal life completely stopped. All of my time was to be devoted to him and his needs, and I was expected to accept that nothing was about me. I knew not to disobey because I had been the recipient of his anger, but I felt off. I no longer wanted to be with Him, but I wasn't important so what I wanted wasn't important either. He convinced me that he had left everything he knew because of his love for me. I was the reason that he left his old life because he was so eager to start a new life with me. He wanted to be with me, more than anything in the world, because I was his sweet little Princess. I always felt like he was faking his interest, but I was so desperate to keep the one person who accepted my Little side, that I continued to put up with his behavior. I only wish that I would've known how my actions influenced my future.
This is chapter seven, I realize that's it's been awhile since the last update, but at least it was less than a month. I hope you enjoy!
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Teen FictionI lived to please him, because I was taught to believe that serving him was the only way I could achieve happiness.