“You are in so much trouble,” Daddy strode into the room, his eyes never leaving Brooke.
He approached her, his massive hand swallowing her petite throat whole when he grabbed her. Daddy’s anger was palpable, his hand tightening around her throat.
“What the fuck are you wearing?” he barked, taking in the slutty display of his little princess. He could see her little pussy.
Tears welled up in Brooke’s eyes, spilling over onto her cheeks as she scrambled to explain away her transgressions. “Daddy please, I was just playing dress-up, I didn’t mean it,” she sobbed, her voice shaking with guilt.
“You stupid, little girl,” Daddy scolded, and then crushed his lips against hers in a possessive kiss. His other hand tangled into her hair before he grabbed a fist full and slammed her face-first against the wall. “You’re never leaving the house again. I have so much to teach you.”
“Daddy, no! I’m so sorry!” Brooke wailed. This was the second time tonight she had been called dumb. She thought she’d gain so much respect walking around in her carefully picked outfit.
Was Brooke really the bimbo everyone thought she was? Was that why Daddy and that man ganged her?
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