Daddy

Daddy

He told me not to tell anyone. My cousin is coming over today, and again, well I’m not supposed to tell anyone am I? But I guess I can tell you. Don’t tell my mum though, or my Dad, he would kill me if he knew that someone else touched me. Played with me there. He does sometimes at night, rough hands twisting me. Daddy is not good at sharing his toys, he’s hit mummy a few times when she was out late. He thinks she was with another man. I cannot see why it is wrong, Daddy is with other men all the time. It’s not painful for me, I guess, just strange. Daddy and my little secret.

Well anyways – Regulus is coming again tod and and I’m not too sure what to expect. He is so different from Daddy, even the first time – trembling soft hands stroking down me – I’m not too sure what Bella would say, the half crazy glint in her eye as she looks at me, assesses me. Sometimes I think she would like to do what Daddy and Regulus do to me too, though according to the books on the top shelf of the library she cannot. Daddy does not know I’ve mastered “Accaio” yet, but it is useful. Books and vials, it is harder to get the ingredients for a potion when I have to go to the dungeons by myself. Plus it is dark there. I don’t like the dark.

So Regulus is coming over today. I guess I should really put on something easy to pull off, but Daddy seems to like the buttons. I wonder if Regulus does too. Daddy always likes to fiddle with me, put me on his lap. Play with me. Even when I was a child he would put me there. I think he liked feeling me squirm around, he used to make noises, groan into me and my hair. But he never did it to my brothers though. Daddy’s lap was always a bit uncomfortable, something hard, throbbing, then my bottom would get wet. I didn’t used to know what it was. But I guess I do now.

It’s scary. Well scarier than Regulus I guess. Regulus is sort of soft and silky, and it tastes nice in my mouth, whilst daddy is stronger, and nearly choked me that one time, with his hand in my hair and him pushing my face. My nose (I have my Daddy’s nose, everyone tells me so), hurt, it was pushed up against all that hair and it smelt musty. Kind of like the dungeons. But Regulus does not have hair, or what he does have is pretty fine and well groomed. Nice, silky, though it does tickle my nose a bit. Both of them taste funny, Daddy is strong, like porcini, earthy truffles. Regulus is not that bad, more fruity. Daddy sticks in my throat whilst Reg goes down like honey.

My first time with Daddy was nice. I guess. Well Daddy enjoyed it so I guess it was not that bad. It hurt though, it hurt me a lot. It is why I learnt accaio, between the bruising on my hips where he held me, and the tearing in my bottom (he learnt to use stuff after that but that first time really did hurt, I’m sorry Daddy but it did) I needed to get the potion book and ingredients for a salve. I borrowed Daddy’s wand, please don’t tell him. He held me in place so tight that time that the bruises did not fade for weeks, and Regulus asked me where I got them. I told him I fell of a tree. But the slip-sliding of Daddy in and out of me was what I was really thinking about.

I think Regulus likes me, I really do. Daddy whispers endearments when we do it, but he can put me aside afterwards. Regulus always brings me a sweet or a biscuit, and will put me on his lap in front of Bella and play with my curls. I really wonder what I would do if Bella found out. I’d miss Regulus if he had to leave. It is our little secret, just like Daddy. I’m good at keeping secrets.

Well, I’m off to get dressed now. Fussy buttons or pantaloons? I wonder.