Object of Desire Ch 3: A prized possession

his property, just a piece of land, a prized possession He does not want to lose. she would truly become His prized possession in form and being.

It had been days since the slave had seen anything, as she only stayed in the dark, blindfolded. she had a lot of free time to think about her life, being free only seemed like a dream to her, so foreign and so unreal. she followed and traced the events that had led her to reach this place, the journey of becoming a slut slave.

Flashback

For the longest time her Father has restrained himself from touching her tiny tight little cunt and ass. However, He missed no chance to remind her that she belongs only to Him, that she is His property. He wanted to control every aspect of her life, she was His after all. she always lived in fear of how He would react to the aspects of her life she kept hidden from Him. she had friends she cared for, a boyfriend who really loved her, and she wanted to keep them safe and away from her Father and her life at home. One day, however, her Father had seen her walk with him hand in hand in the local park. He was furious, He couldn’t bare to see any other hand hold His daughter, He couldn’t bare to see her loving anyone else other than Him. He wanted to be the only person that exists in her world, and He would stop at nothing to ensure that. He said nothing and just left angrily from there giving her a glare that meant that He would have her pay for upsetting Him. He looked at her as if she had betrayed Him.

He’s always said that He wanted to protect her from the world, that He loved her and would not be able to live if anything were to happen to her. she came back home thinking about everything that He had told her before, what He had done to her when she had thought differently than Him. Whenever Maya’s choices did not align with that of her Father, He would resort to abuse, assault, with words that pierced through her thoughts, and fists that would cut through her delicate skin. She had spent most of her life in the same room of the same house with the same people. She had adapted to displaying the kind of behavior and emotions her Father wanted her to display, and accepted a muted form of existence. But today, he had discovered her secret life. They say; a lie can never get you very far, and it was now time for Maya to face what would become of her lies.

Hesitantly she knocked the door, took a deep breath and composed herself to face her Father. The door opened to show the fuming body of her Father, she began to feel more and more scared of Him as she moved inside. He said nothing, just dragged her to her room painfully by the shoulder and with a brutal force pushed her to the floor. It happened at such speed that Maya did not have enough space to react and dropped to the ground on her left shoulder. He looked a little different today, His demeanor mirrored that of the monster she had created of Him in her imagination so many times. He knelt next to her and closely observed the black dress that hugged her body so close. She dropped her face to look away from his burning eyes, questioning herself of her strength. Why had she never been able to muster the courage to stop him?

He tightly held on to her chin, forcing her to look at him, for once His eyes seemed to be full of emotions today. “is my love for you not enough, that you have to go about looking for love elsewhere!?” And when He spoke, she realized that He really did love her, but not as a living human. Rather, like a child loves his favorite toy, or like a landlord loves his property. For a piece of land does not have feelings. And at this moment Maya felt no less than his property, just a piece of land, a prized possession He does not want to lose.

Maya’s thoughts were interrupted when she felt a hand explore her body through the dress. In that moment she felt a sudden rise of emotions she had never experienced before. She felt scared of what He could do, she despised the touch He imposed on her body, she hated that she was born to Him, but she also felt a tinge of attachment to this man that used to be her dad, that her mother so deeply loved. she felt rage building all the lost strength in her body. With a force she had never experienced before she pushed Him and ran toward the exit downstairs. She could hear His footsteps follow her, increasing her pace, she reached the door and continued running straight ahead. she did not know where she was going, where she wanted to go, or where she could hide from her own Father.

And yet, she ran, she ran with all her might, everything faded into a blur, she didn’t know where she was, where she would go. Suddenly her legs gave up on her and she stumbled to fall right on her face onto the hard tar of the road. her head hurt, she felt a burning sensation where the rough surface had scratched her skin on the elbow and knees, and on her forehead. she tried to get up but couldn’t find the strength, that is when she felt a strong grip on her hair, a strong pull that forced her up with a scream she did not know her throat had the strength to release. He saw her before her eyes could understand what she was looking at. His anger dissolved into concern when He released she was hurt and bleeding and disoriented, He tried to get her attention to the present and delicately lifted her in His arms like a baby and took her home.

The last thing she remembered before closing her eyes was Him placing her on her own bed and talking to her about how He would always keep her with Him. He thought she was too proud of her beauty and thinks that He is not worthy of her form and body. He would teach her who this body belonged to, she would truly become His prized possession in form and being.

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