Daddy, I am yours

Henry POV

I sit at the end of the bar watching her. I have seen her in her many times, but tonight she looks ravishing. All I can think about is taking her home with me and making her mine forever. Her long red hair, her curves, she has everything I want. I wonder if she is into my lifestyle. Would she call me daddy? Would she let me care for her?

She gets up from the bar and walks to the back. I watch her ass shake in her short white skirt. I can see her panties. I want to spank her ass just for being out in the skirt. I wonder would she like it. Would she like a daddy to bend her over his knee and pull up her skirt? I can only imagine how soft her ass would be under the palm of my hand as I spanked her for wearing that whore skirt in public. Not my woman, not ever. I would never allow her to dress that way. Her ass hanging out for everyone to see is not acceptable.

I order another drink from the bar. She comes out of the bathroom and stumbles a little. She bumps into me. "I am sorry," she says.

"It is okay. Are you alright?" I ask her.

"Yes, sir, I am perfectly fine," she slurs at me.

She is definitely not okay. She is absolutely drunk off her ass. Silly girl, that is not something you should be doing alone. Some weirdo might take advantage of you. Someone could hurt you. Daddy would not like that.

"Do you need some help back to your seat?" I ask her taking her arm to offer assistance.

"No, I think I got it," she says, jerking her arm away from me.

She walks back to the end of the bar and sits down. She orders another drink from the bartender. I cannot stop staring. She is so perfect. I order myself one more drink before I head out for the night. I look back to the end of the bar, and she is gone. Oh well, maybe I will see her again. I really want to make her mine.

I walk out of the bar and go to my car. I unlock the car and get in. As I drive away, I see her, very drunk and attempting to get in her car. No, I cannot let her do that. I pull over beside her car.

"Hey, why don't you let me give you a ride?" I say to her.

"Why?" she asks me.

"Because you are very drunk and do not need to drive," I say to her.

"Fuck off!" she screams at me.

I reach into the glove box of my car, and I grab a syringe. I get out of the car and put my arms around her. As she fights me, I stick the needle into her arm. She is out like a light. I put her into the backseat. I grab her purse and her keys to take with me.

I reach into the backseat and buckle her seatbelt. I have to make sure she is nice and secure for the ride home. I throw her purse and keys into the front seat. I get into the car, but I check her purse for a cell phone before I drive away. I locate the phone. I pull out the sim card and turn off her phone.

I drive a few miles before I toss the sim card out the window. She is sleeping as I drive. I check on her occasionally as the drive back to my community is long. She snores the entire trip. I am sure the mixture of alcohol and my cocktail I gave her will keep her out for a while. At least enough time to get her secured in my house.

I pull up to the gate and enter my code. The gate opens, and I drive my car into the community. It is quiet this time of night, just the way we like it. I pull up to my house and hit the button for the garage door. I pull into the garage. She is still out. I open her purse to go through it thoroughly now.

I take out her driver's license. Thea Madison age 21. I knew she was perfect. Birth control, lipstick, condoms, oh, she is a whore. Well, I will fix that. She will not be a whore now. She will be only mine.

I get out of the car and toss her purse. She won't be needing anything in there anymore. I open the backdoor to my house. I set my keys on the kitchen counter. I go back to the car to retrieve my prize. I take her out of the backseat. I carry her to her new room.

I open the door to her new room. She smells like smoke and alcohol. I need to bathe her first. I lay her on the table and start removing her clothes. The small white shirt, the tiny skirt, and her panties, I remove and toss in the garbage. I cannot help myself; I have to touch her as I remove her clothes. She is so soft. I lean down and kiss her lips, but she does not respond. Her breasts are firm and perfectly round. Her stomach flat as my hand slides down her body. Every inch of you will belong to me. I know you will be compliant for daddy.

I need to bathe her, but there is no way I can until she wakes up. I put a diaper on her and slip a tee-shirt over her head. I kiss her again before putting her to bed. Tomorrow is a big day for us, my little Thea. I lay her in the bed and close the top, locking it so she cannot escape.

I go back to my room to masturbate while thinking of her-my Thea, how I have longed for you to be mine, and now you are mine forever.

Henry POV

I wake the following day to Thea screaming her fucking head off. Here we go. The next few days or weeks will be difficult. I have assisted others in my community as they trained their littles. I so badly want this. She is so perfect for me. She has everything I want in a woman.

I go into her room. She is in her bed screaming. I look through the tiny bars on the bed. "Are you going to let me out of her fucker?" she screams at me.

"Nope, but we need to change your attitude real quick," I say to her.

"What the fuck do you want with me?" Thea screams at me.

"I want you to calm down. We need to get you dressed, and right now, you are naughty," I say to her.

"Okay, just tell me what you want from me," Thea says.

"First stop screaming at me," I say.

"Okay, I will stop," Thea says.

"Now, This is how this is going to work. I am going to let you out of there. We are going to get you a bath and dressed. Then I will feed you breakfast, okay," I say.

"Okay," Thea says.

I open the top of the bed. I reach in and pull her out. She clings to me. I lay her on the table. I remove her shirt and diaper. She puts her hands over her breast to try to hide them from me. "Every guy in the bar saw your ass last night, and now you worried about me seeing your breast," I say to her.

I pick her up naked and carry her into the bathroom. I set her down on the floor of the bathroom. "Stay put," I say to her.

"Okay," Thea says.

I turn on the water and add bubbles to the water. I get a towel down for her out of the cabinet. She waits patiently on the floor. "Come here," I say to her.

She moves over closer to me. I pick her up and put her in the tub. I begin to bathe her. "I can give myself a bath, perv," Thea says.

"No, Thea, Daddy wants to bathe you," I say to her.

"Daddy? Seriously," Thea says.

"Yes, I want to be your daddy," I say to her.

"What if I say no?" Thea asks.

"Then we are going to have a challenging time living here together," I say to her.

"So you are keeping me, like forever," Thea says. I wash her back, scrubbing so softly. "Yes, Thea, you are mine forever," I tell her.

"What if I do not want to be with you forever?" Thea asks.

"Then this arrangement might prove difficult for you," I say to her.

"Are you planning to rape me?" Thea asks.

"No, I am not. You will give me everything I want in time," I say.

"I doubt that, pervert. I will make your life hell if you keep me here," Thea says.

"You will come around," I say to her.

I let the water out of the tub. I help Thea out and begin to dry her off. I dry every inch of her body, and surprisingly, she does not fight me. I can tell she is trying to figure a way out of here, but she is still cooperating.

I pick her up and carry her to her bedroom. I lay here on the table. I finish drying her off. I take out the lotion and begin to lotion her body. I enjoy rubbing her body. Her soft skin, her breasts and her legs are so perfect. I roll her over so I can massage her back and her ass. Ummmm, her ass is so round and perfect.

"I am a grown woman. I do not need you to do all of this," Thea says.

"Oh Thea, you need me, and you know it," I say to her.

"Seriously, I do not think so. I think you are a fucking pervert," Thea says.

I smack her ass hard. "Don't talk to daddy that way," I say.

"Ouch, what the fuck!" Thea screams.

I smack her ass again. "Stop it fucker!" Thea screams at me.

I reach into the cabinet and grab my paddle. I smack her ass repeatedly with the paddle. "I will not tolerate this behavior," I say.

"Okay, I am sorry," Thea says.

I roll her back over. I slip the shirt over her head. I put a diaper on her. "Can I not wear my panties?" Thea asks.

"Maybe, but not today," I say to her.

"This is ridiculous. You are ridiculous," Thea says.

"Are you hungry?" I ask her.

"That I can agree with. I am starving," Thea says.

"Good, then let's go downstairs and eat breakfast," I say.

I pick her up off of the table and carry her downstairs. She holds on to me and does not fuss. This is a positive sign. I sit her in a chair at the kitchen table. "The doors are locked, and I have security. Don't try to run," I say to her. Of course, she runs. The doors are locked with a code. She cannot get out, but she tries anyway. I let her beat on the door while I cook breakfast.

I finish cooking breakfast. I set both of us a plate at the table. "If you are done trying to get out the door, breakfast is ready," I say.

Thea walks back to the table mad as hell. She sits down in her chair. I hand her juice and pancakes. "I do not drink juice, and I do not eat bread," Thea says.

"Okay, then go hungry," I say to her.

Thea drinks the juice and eats the pancakes. I knew she would see things my way.

Thea POV

I sit at the table eating my damn pancake and drinking the fucking juice he is forcing down me. I am going to get fat eating and drinking this shit. I do not eat this kind of stuff. I watch him as I eat. He is a fucking pervert for sure.

I have no idea how I got myself into this crazy situation. Yes, I do. I got drunk because Craig and I broke up, and I wanted to blow off some steam. Ugh. Man, I have fucked up this time. I went from one weirdo to another.

"How are your pancakes?" he asks me.

I stare at him, squinting my eyes. "So, what is your name?" I ask him.

"You can call me daddy," he says.

"Okay, daddy, what is your name?" I ask him again.

"Henry, my name is Henry," he says.

"Okay, Henry, what do you want from me?" I ask him.

He reaches across the table to touch my hand. I jerk it away from him. "I only want to take care of you, sweetie," Henry says.

"So you kidnap me because you want to take care of me. That does not make a lot of sense to me," I say.

"Well, you are extremely self-destructive. It seems to me you need help. Besides, I think you are perfect for me. I want you to be all mine," Henry says.

"I am not going to fuck you," I say.

"You will in time. In time you will love me just like I love you," Henry says.

"How can you love me? You don't even know me," I say to him.

"Oh, I know your type," Henry says.

"My type, what the hell does that mean?" I ask him.

"Watch your mouth. Just eat. We can talk later," Henry says.

I return to my food, still watching him. I wonder what he really wants with me. He probably wants me to be his sex slave or something gross. There is a knock at the door. Thank goodness. Maybe someone will help me.

Henry gets up from the table to answer the door. I do not look to see who it is, and I can hear them talking friendly. Please come in; I need help.

After a few minutes, Henry returns to the table with a man. He looks down at me. He pats me on the head. "She is adorable; where did you get her?" the man asks.

"I picked her up at the bar in Westpoint," Henry says.

"He kidnapped me from the bar; let's be honest here," I say sarcastically.

The man picks me up out of my chair and spats me on the bottom. "We don't like smart ass littles," the man says.

My eyes get big as he turns me around to look at him. He shows me his fangs. "Are you going to be a good girl, or do I need to spat you again?" the man says.

"I will be good," I say meekly.

He sits me back down in the chair. "Roy was that necessary?" Henry asks.

"Yes, you have to assert your dominance from the beginning, or she will make your life a living hell," Roy says.

"I wanted to give her time to get used to her new life," Henry says.

"She won't if you baby her. You have to lay down the rules and enforce them from day one," Henry says.

"Where is Debbie?" Henry asks Roy.

"I will bring her over tomorrow if this one is acting right. I do not need Debbie to have a bad influence. I have her exactly the way I want her, and I do not need anyone to fuck that up," Roy says.

I listen to their conversation, realizing I am stuck. I have to either be compliant, or they might kill me. Maybe if he brings this Debbie person over, I can ask her about what is going on and learn more about these people.

"Are you going to be good today?" Roy asks me.

"Yes, sir," I answer him.

"See, instant attitude adjustment. Now, lay the rules down to her and make her obey you. Please make sure you reward her well but do not bend on those rules in the beginning. You have to be strict for a while. She will hate you, but in a few weeks, she will be the perfect compliant little for you," Roy says.

"Thanks for coming by to see her. I am very nervous about this," Henry says.

"I will be by tomorrow with Debbie. The two can watch tv together or something. I don't want to leave Debbie alone with her until you have control of her. I hope you understand," Roy says.

"Completely. Maybe Debbie will be good for her," Henry says.

"See you tomorrow," Roy says as he exits the kitchen and leaves the house.

Henry sits down at the table. "I have finished eating, daddy," I say to him.

"I see that. You are such a good girl," Henry says.

I wonder how easily I can manipulate this bastard. He is so desperate to have someone I believe I can play him to my advantage and then run.

"What are we going to do today?" I ask him.

"Well, I guess we need to go over the rules and punishments of the house. I want you to be my good girl," Henry says.

"I want that. I really do. I want to be your good girl. I need you to tell me how to be good, daddy," I say to him.

"Well, someone has a new attitude," Henry says.

"Yes, I think you are right. I do need someone to care for me, and I hope you can do that for me," I say to him.

Henry takes my hand. I do not pull away from this time. He kisses the top of my hand. "I am going to be so good to you, Thea," Henry says.