It reminds me of possession movies where the holy guide forces the demon to say its name. Tears well in my eyes. I want him to use me again so fucking badly.
“Freak,” I whisper.
“And what is your full title, freak?”
My brain is filled with him, only him. In a way, I am possessed.
Daddy stares at me, the promise of a smile on his lips. A deep ache strains through my legs. My pulse beats rapidly.
I can be what he wants me to be. I can do this.
“Disgusting freak,” I say.
Daddy claps triumphantly. Relief finally breaks through, and my tears stream down. I laugh, giddy with excitement. I finally did something right.
“Good girl,” he says.
I spread my legs, thrusting my hips forward. “Please, Daddy. Fuck your?—”
“I did promise you an orgasm, didn’t I?” He chuckles. “But there are a few more tests to be done before we can finally bring you home.”
We.
Home.
The words are a lighthouse in front of rocky cliffs. I swim and swim, reaching for them.
“Whatever you say,” I whisper.
A smirk prickles Daddy’s lips.
His contentment fills me with joy.
“You’re not just any disgusting freak, you know,” he murmurs. “You are my disgusting freak. And look how well you’ve taken to it.”
The air is pushed from my lungs. That single, possessive word glued to the front of my title makes it better.
I’m not any freak. I’m his freak.
And he’s proud of me.
Chapter 26
Freak
“Let’s move along now,” Daddy says.
The cage hinges screech. Chills rattle over my skin. Using his finger, he tilts my head. Our eyes meet, and I blush.
Tender pink skin freckles his face; most of the acid burns are healed now, leaving behind scarred flesh. The largest burn is open; the center is white and damp, surrounded by an area of angry red flesh.
But Daddy always forgives me and takes me back. He accepts me for who I am.
He winks. “Do you want a chance to please me?”
I nod eagerly, and my clit throbs. It’s like my insides are dancing for his pain, a performer being directed by a gun. My lips fall open, ready for his cock, the confirmation I’m worthy of his time. I need his cum more than I need to breathe.
He stills, scrutinizing me.
