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Chapter 2: Teething Problems


Without being able to bring herself to say anything, Suzy followed....Daddy into the house. Her wrists were still sore from the shackles she'd worn until they got to the airport. "Is that all you can think of, right now Suzy? How your wrists are sore?" she chided herself, but none the less, she could not muster any resistance. He led her into the living room, sitting her down on the sofa, taking a chair opposite her.

"Now, Suzy, as you can imagine, there's a few rules to living with me. I already told you the consequences of breaking some of them - you may get a spanking, you might get to enjoy a special diaper, or, if you really piss me off, I'll hand you over to the police. And trust me, I'll get away with it. Do you understand so far?" She just sat there, stone silent. Sighing, Daddy got up, and slapped her on the face - not hard enough to hurt her, but enough to shock her out of her stupour.

"You son of a bitch! What was that for?" she screamed, standing up and balling her fists.
"When I ask you a question, you answer "yes Daddy" or "no Daddy"! If you give me attitude, that's what happens! So I suggest you sit down before anything else happens to you!" He was on his feet too - at over a foot taller than Suzy, it was an imposing sight. She chose to sit down.

"A wise choice. Now, I have made a list of rules, and printed them out. Today, and every day afterwards, I want you to read them out loud to me, after you wake up, and before you sleep." He handed her an A4 sheet of paper, laminated. On the plain white paper was printed a long, bullet-pointed list.


What Daddy says, I will do. He is my Daddy, and knows what is best for me.
I will use my diapers, without complaining or moaning.
I will tell whoever is supposed to change me as soon as I'm done using my diaper.
I will wear the clothes Daddy picks out for me. Girls take too much time deciding, so I will let Daddy choose.
I am Daddy's fourteen year old girl, and I will act like it, so that everyone else thinks so as well.
I will make friends at school, and I will be sociable, inviting them over, and going to their houses. Daddy wants me to be happy, and friends are the best way.
I will tell anyone who asks about my diapers, without being shy about them.
If Daddy wants to use any of my holes, he is welcome to, as is any of his friends.

Suzy read through the list out loud, like the man had told her to - slowly growing more and more horrified. At the last one, she stuttered, before throwing the sheet to the ground. "No! I won't let you and your friends rape me! I'd rather go to prison!" She cried heavily, turning away from him. Suzy was no saint - by society's beliefs, she was a sexual deviant - but rape-play had never been one of her likes, and anal sex had never done anything but hurt her...she was terrified.

Sighing, Daddy stood up and grabbed her roughly, pulling her down over his lap. Yanking off her diaper, he slapped her backside roughly, ten times on each cheek. "What did I tell you, bitch? You are nothing now! You are nothing but my little whore! I suggest you resign yourself to this fact, because you will be going to prison! And I assure you, the guards there will be a lot rougher with your fuckholes." Reaching between her legs, he stroked her pussy briefly, before shoving three fingers roughly into her asshole. Suzy screamed in pain as he pushed his
digits inside her. "Call me by my name, Suzy, or my dick follows my fingers up there."

Suzy was defeated. Her body shaking, tears falling from her eyes, she whimpered "yes Daddy...I'm sorry Daddy..." She felt like being sick, but somehow she knew she'd be punished for that too.

Nodding, Daddy took his fingers out, before shoving them in Suzy's face. "Everything that goes in your ass gets cleaned with your mouth." Suzy could do nothing but nod, and start licking his fingers. They tasted disgusting.

When Daddy was satisfied with her, he stood up, knocking her to the floor in the process. "Get up, girl. In the next room, a friend of mine has set up shop. He's going to fit you with your new braces." He grabbed a new diaper, and pushed Suzy on her back with his foot. Kneeling down, he slid it under her, strapping it shut around her. Suzy was almost glad that she felt so bad...him doing this wasn't making it worse. When he was done, he took two big handfuls of her shirt, and ripped - it almost fell off her when he let go. Taking a knife from a desk at the side of the room, he cut off her bra, before pulling it free. Suzy went stiff as a board when she saw the blade. Daddy laughed. "Don't worry Suzy, if you're a good little bitch, I won't be needing this, will I? Get up, girl."

Suzy stood up, wearing nothing but her diaper and her socks. Daddy nodded. "When we're at home, this is how you shall be dressed. Even when I have friends over, you will be like this. Your body is now mine, and you won't be hiding it." When Suzy didn't answer, he said impatiently "this is when you say something, girl..." She swallowed, and said "yes Daddy," barely audiable. "Good slut. Now come on through." Daddy walked into the next room, and opened the door - revealing a small man with a dentist's chair set up. He looked like a rat, Suzy decided unflatteringly. Daddy and the dentist started jabbering away in Swedish, and Suzy was forced into the chair. After about five minutes, they finished, and the dentist turned to her.

"Now Suzy, I am going to knock you unconcious...this is not a usual practice, but your father tells me that it is for my protection..." His lilting voice almost made her want to laugh - he sounded ridiculous talking in English. A mask was placed over her mouth, and eventually, she couldn't hold her breath any longer...

...Suzy woke up again. Her head was spinning still. Her mouth felt...wrong. Too big.
No, her lips were too small. Bad taste. The braces? The gas? No...cold stuff, on her
face. Sticky. Cum, she realised. On her chest, too. She passed out again...