I would do anything for daddy.
His mood changes everyday.
If he ever found my notebook he would probably make me choke on it.
This week has been different tho.
Something is going on.
He hasn’t be down here, he hasn’t checked our chains.
The only thing he does is leave food at the top of the stairs.
That is all we have heard from him.
I am the one on the long chain.
It is my job to get the water, and the food and bring it to the others.
It is just me and two others, so we have a lot more food than normal.
I pulled the girls together and told them we needed to clean out home.
I bet that is why daddy hasn’t been down here, it smells like piss, blood and shit.
We have a toilet but it is really dirty.
I looked around and found some bleach, not some but a lot of bleach.
We didn’t have anything to scrub with so we used our clothes.
The bleach burned our cuts, and skin.
We started cleaning one day after daddy left for work.
He didn’t get home until very late.
He came running down the stairs.
He was shocked to see the entire basement cleaned.
He grabbed us, and started kissing us.
He stopped and said “this looks amazing my brats but did you ask permission?”
Daddy tied each of us up and punished us for doing something without his permission..
Always ask daddy.