I decided to stop staying at home for a little while to try and get away from daddy and his friends. My tiny abused pussy has been getting taken advantage of by them for as long as I can remember. Daddy was sure upset when he figured out my plan and I guess I should have figured there was no way I could hide from him and secretly I was scared he might start taking it out on my little sister. Daddy can’t control his lust or his anger, especially when he’s been drinking and he stays drunk all the time.
I didn’t consider walking alone from the library that day probably being a huge mistake. Like a good girl, I dropped my books off on time for once and decided to cut through this lot where some construction workers had just finished pulling down a big old house. As soon as my eyes saw their orange vests I panicked, it was daddy and his friends. I had accidently led myself to them. Daddy walked up immediately and grabbed me by my ponytail. Expecting him to demand answers, instead he threw me into the bed of his work truck and began tying me up spread eagle. “I found her boys!” he called out and I couldn’t really see what was going on but I knew I was real big trouble this time with daddy.
I blacked out shortly after. All 11 of his big and mean friends Plus, daddy had their way with me on that jobsite. I’m kinda sure it was that last hard knock to my face that did me in and I’m almost thankful because I’m sure it’s better that I don’t remember it. Daddy has had me locked up in his shop ever since. Sometimes he hangs me up from the rafters in some sort of makeshift sex-swing he threw together. I don’t think my sister even knows I’m back home, just not allowed to live inside the house. Daddy finally let me use the internet today so that I could write people and tell them I’m okay but that I’ve run away. I’m not sure exactly why he’d want me to do that but I think I’ve finally learned just to listen to daddy and I hope I’m not wrong for this but I think I’m starting to actually enjoy being his ragdoll.