The Daddy Treatment by Ava Sinclair

Author:Ava Sinclair [Sinclair, Ava]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-07-20T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

Sugar

I’m a fighter. I’ve been fighting all my life. That’s what people in my social class do, especially the women. My fighting spirit has been my source of pride, but only now am I forced to admit that Eli is right.

It’s exhausting. I’m exhausted.

I told myself I wouldn’t submit, but I find myself submitting anyway. I submit to good food and naps and bedtimes and baths, telling myself I have no choice. But the truth is, these things are pleasant and restful and restorative and it feels good to give in.

Before the exam, I was given a placebo, a sugar pill. I could be angry that Eli fooled me, but in truth I fooled myself. It felt good to be touched, to be made to feel. I submitted, because it felt good to submit.

He’s taking me to a playdate. He tells me this as if taking a grown woman to a playdate with other women living as little girls is normal and healthy. I tell myself it isn’t. I remind myself that none of this is normal or healthy. But if it’s not healthy, then why do I keep stealing glances in his direction. Why does my body tingle when I think of his long fingers brushing my swollen clit? Why are my fresh cotton panties already soaked at the thought?

He looks over at me, a small smile playing on his full lips. I feel myself flush, hoping the padded bodice of the lavender dress I wearing hides my hardening nipples. Does he know? I feel like my control is slipping away. I’m ashamed. I’m ashamed, because it feels good.

I hear the sound of laughter as we head down the hallway on the ground floor of the manor. We enter a beautiful room with butter yellow walls and floor-to-ceiling windows facing distant rolling hills. Against another wall is a bank of shelves holding all manner of toys and games and books. In the corner, several young women are splayed out on the floor watching an adaptation of Black Beauty. One holds a plush toy horse against her chest. At a table, I see Mitzi holding court with several others who are coloring with her.

It’s now that I notice the differences in their dress. Mitzi is arrayed as she was the first time I saw her. She’s in a flouncy party dress, this time paired with glittery high-top sneakers and tights printed with stars. But other women, while all appearing to be in their twenties to early thirties, are dressed differently. A tall, auburn-haired woman lays on a sofa ignoring the television. She’s dressed in ripped jeans and a t-shirt emblazoned with the logo of a rock band. She taps her foot in time to music she’s listening to through the earbuds she’s wearing.

“That’s Chelsey. She’s sixteen.” The sound of the voice catches my attention and I turn to see Penelope at my side. I’d been so busy looking around that I didn’t even notice Eli leave. I feel a pang of hurt.

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