He was the end of me.
He did this to me. He made me what I am today.
He forced me to kill.
Marquise Wade, Daddy to me.
Let me explain. It started when I was 16. My parent sold to Mr. Wade. The CEO of a big company that I didn't really care to know. Business is business. What I didn't know was what was waiting for me behind that sly smile that he display.
Months later, he started to take me to his work. Getting me used to it because, one day I will be working there....sort of.
My job is to kill. Kill whoever my daddy wants me to kill, and for that I get a reward.
"Angel." he called for me. "Yes, daddy?" I said and straddle his lap. I started to kiss his neck, he groaned.
"You ready for your next kill?" I nodded. Kill was now my new passion.The thrill was always there. I was pleasing daddy but also pleasing me. It made me wet, I can kill all day. Just think about it. I moaned. Daddy laughed. He then started to trail his hand down my stomach and the my pussy. I gasp.
"Princess is wet already?" I nodded. "Do you wanna know who your going to kill?"
"Yes daddy?"
"Zion Black, go put your sexy sexy killing gear. And make daddy proud." I quickly got up put on:
Easy to move in, easy to take off.
I like to get prepare for my daddy. *wink wink*
It was 8 at night. I kissed my daddy good bye. I began to Zion Blacks house. Sneaking into the window of his room. It was nice, sad that it has to get blood all over it. I locked to door, i giggled this is going to be fun.
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