Chapter 4

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"Shay! Where the fuck are You, You little slut. I don't see you on the couch!" He seemed more irritated than yesterday, as if that were faintly possible. Turning back to me, she pressed her right finger to my lips arms whispered for me to stay. She closed the curtain and left the bathroom,  shutting the door behind her. "I'm here Daddy! I was cleaning up for you."" Where is that filthy pet of yours?", he yelled. I heard a slap, Shay scream, and a loud thump hit the floor. It was happening again. I didn't have an excuse this time. I needed to make a choice, let him continue on his path, or intervene and do whatever it was that I thought I could. Judging by his voice, he sounded like a big guy. I wanted to help, I just didn't know how. I didn't have time to converse with myself either. "Upstairs Daddy, like you told me she needed to stay." Shay replied. I assuming she rose from the floor, because I heard him smack her again. "Stay on the floor where you belong,  you whore. Mind as well take a sear, you're going to be here a while." He responded with a harsh tone. "You're going to be punished for being tardy." She spoke with a soft tone. "Yes Daddy." The walls must have been cheaply made because I heard every little nasty sound made. I assumed she was performing the act from before as a daily activity. The act lasted for centuries. I was getting anxious. "Now you little whore, get up. I want to meet your little pet." His words sent every last bit of oxygen out of my chest. "But Daddy..", she began." Don't argue with me, you fucking whore." I could feel the tension in the air. I was scared. I could only imagine what he would make me do.....What he would do to me. "Go fetch your little piece of shit and bring her on her knees like the animal she is." He yelled. I heard Shay's footsteps as she marched up the stairs. "Here kitty kitty kitty." Shay said. "Daddy wants to meet you." I heard the tears in her voice. She slowly opened the door. My heart was pounding so loudly, I was sure he could hear me. Closing my eyes tightly, I waited for the beginning of hell to begin.

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