Sore pt. 4

Hey lovers, it’s the second to the last part. Happy reading 😊. ******** “So Daddy is going to like me more?” Esther asked. I had eventually succeeded at calming her though she was still teary-eyed. “Of course, I told you, we did this even before you were born.” “But how is pain sweet? It was…

Sore pt. 3

I stared unseeingly at the T.V, my pretence was wearing out, slowly I was heading back to that place, but not completely. It was Friday, less than 24 hours to go before another ritual dance would happen. I had a lot of these dances so I lost count. I thought it ended with me, this…