Mag-log inJakeThe next morning, I came home early from a quick round of checking up on my construction sites around town. I was still on a high from my day with Zelda, the memories of making her squirt all over my hand in the lingerie store playing on a loop in my brain. We’d followed it up with another session when we got back to the cellar, but that moment was too special not to focus on.It signaled complete release and trust from Zelda, and that was the greatest prize I could imagine.I barely noticed the flashy Jaguar that was parked behind the house. It wasn’t Emily’s, but usually her guests parked in front of the house. I frowned to myself but thought nothing of it, going inside the house. I needed a quick shower and after that, I was planning on going down to Zelda to spend my day with her in preparation for the dinner.We might not be able to get out of it, but I sure as hell was going to make sure we were in the best mood we could be in leading into it.I moved through the house and
Zelda"You know, I really like this thong on you," he told me thoughtfully. "I think I'm gonna buy it. But only if you make a pretty wet spot on it first, babygirl.""But the sales lady's gonna see!" I giggled, pretending to be horrified."Let her," Jake smiled at me in the mirror. "Let her wonder what happened.""But I want Daddy to fuck me," I whined."Maybe," he said. "But you don't get to take the thong off until I see a fucking wet spot from your little cunt, babygirl."I exhaled as he rubbed me through the lace, big, strong fingers teasing my clit through the fabric and making me push my hips back out at him."Daddy," I gasped. "Push it aside, please..."My back arched as of its own accord, my body unable to stay down with his fingers abusing me like that."Be a good girl, Zelda," he grunted at me. "And stay the fuck down."His free hand went to the small of my back, holding me down. I braced my hands against the wall and tried to stifle my moans as he played with my pussy."Dad
ZeldaBeing outside of the cellar was good for me. For us.I could tell that Jake was troubled, and I did my best to distract him. He seemed to get in a better mood every time I giggled or hugged him close as we waked through town. I knew something was brewing inside his mind, but for now, all that mattered was that we were together.He led me into store after store and helped me pick out things I would like. When we passed a lingerie store, I didn't have to beg for too long for him to take me inside, even though I could tell how much he loved me whispering 'daddy, please' into his ear.We dismissed the help of a sales assistant and instead, I asked Jake to pick out things for me to wear."I want Daddy to choose my outfits for him," I whispered in his ear, and his dark expression was momentarily replaced by a smile. "Please... I want to see what you'd like me to wear.""Okay, sweetie," Jake said. "Let's find some pretty things for my baby to wear."I giggled and laughed as he led me
Jake“That’s enough, Emily,” I said the moment the door closed behind Zelda.It was a struggle keeping my voice level when all I wanted to do was snap and roar at her before tearing her smugly simpering head right off her shoulders. I’d never hated someone as much as I did her, and it’s not like I’ve gone through life making close friendships.“Enough of what, Jake?” she asked, playing that innocent game she was so good at and that annoyed me so much.I knew damn well that she was doing it just to piss me off. What she had to gain from it though, I couldn’t be sure yet.“You know what I’m talking about. Stop fucking around with Zelda.”“I think it’s you that’s fucking around with my daughter,” she said shortly, snorting.“Really? That’s the way you want to play it?” I asked. “I thought we had an understanding, Emily.”“So did I. I told you she needs to be ready to be seen in public. We have a very important dinner tomorrow evening and I want her to look her best for it. Since you wer
Zelda "Shut up," mom told me roughly, digging in the cabinet until she came back with a pair of scissors. "Don't fight this, Zelda. I don't want your blood all over my tiles."She started cutting the knots from my hair and I sobbed into my hands, feeling the weight of my hair falling down at my feet. The water was somehow even colder now, biting me in a way that it felt like needles were being pushed deep into my skin."There we go," she finally announced a while later.By that time, my body was completely numb from the cold water and she still wasn't done. She scrubbed me clean with a rough loofah, and I found myself staring at her."You never cared about me," I said, and she merely rolled her eyes."Be quiet," she told me."You didn't," I said, louder this time. "All you care about is yourself and making sure your reputation is fucking flawless.""Don't curse," she smacked me with the loofah. "It doesn't befit you.""Jake likes it," I snapped angrily, giving her a challenging look
Zelda"Zelda?"I looked up, rubbing the sleep from my eyes to the voice calling my name. My lips parted in slight shock when I saw my mother standing at the door leading into the cellar. The corners of her lips were upturned in a grotesque smile and her distaste for this room was obvious.For a moment, I was sure I was dreaming."Zelda, come here," my mother called out again."Mom?" I picked myself up from the mattress and ran a hand through my ratty hair. "What are you doing here?"She gave me a tight-lipped smile and motioned for me to come toward her. Countless occasions of feeling like I was being dissected by her judgmental gaze ran through my head, but I pushed them aside.My heart beat with newfound hope and I rushed into her arms, forgetting about the fact that I was stark naked, something I'd usually try to cover up.Jake had undone the chain the night before and I was now free to roam the room as I saw fit.Before I reached and embraced her, mom made me stop with a single m







