Princess was out of the car and headed in before Daddy even shut it off. He watched her scurry into the house and quickly close the door, a lust filled grin on his face.
He tripped over her shoes as he stepped in "Come here baby girl" he called, slipping his own shoes off and closing the door "Come to Daddy . . . "
He tossed his jacket on the sofa on his way to her room . . . . "Unlock this door pumpkin" "NO!"
"Princess . . .honey, . . .unlock the door sweetheart" "No" came a muffled reply.
"You've got to the count of 3 . . . "
" 1 . . . "
" 2 . . . "
He put his ear to the door . . .
" 3! " he warned heading to the kitchen for a butter knife.
He quickly had the door popped open, only to find an empty room.
"Princess?" He called quietly, looking around. He checked the closet . . under the bed. . . She was gone.
He walked across the room and pulled the curtain back - as he suspected, the window wasn't fully shut, just like last time. "Ok . . .ok" he thought to himself "its gonna be like that is it".
He grabbed his bag of "essentials", as he called it, out of the closet, slipped his shoes back on, and headed out the back door.
He stood quiet for a moment, listening.
Nothing but the typical late evening summer sounds on their 22 acre country plot. The old pole light casting a dim yellow across the back yard. He walked to the shed, the lock was still in place, "come to Daddy kitten" he called towards the woods.
He walked quietly over to the barn and stood silent next to the door, listening.
He was scanning the tree line when he heard a soft "ouch" whispered from inside the barn.
"I know your in here pumpkin" he said eerily, and stepped inside the dark barn.
Making his way to the left wall, he reached for the light switch. He clicked the light on and turned just in time to see her run around the opposite corner and out into the woods.
"Come on baby girl, you only making it harder on yourself" he called behind her, heading towards the tree line.
"Come here!" He ordered, chasing after her. "No", she ducked behind the next tree. He went to the far side of the old oak she was hiding behind - he came around the backside just as she was about to bolt - she ran right into him. "Ha!" He exclaimed, grabbing ahold of her. "No!" She squealed and broke free, making a run for the house. He dropped his bag and ran after her, quickly tumbling both of them to the ground.
She squirmed, trying to break free, but princess was no match for Daddy physically - he quickly had her on her back, pinned to the ground, arms over her head. They laid panting, trying to catch their breath. "Your in trouble now little girl" he said, hovering over her, and leaned down to kiss her. "No!", she turned her head. He held her wrists with one hand and grabbed her face, turning her back and kissed her hard on the lips. She went limp. "Sorry Daddy" she said softly. "Its too late pumpkin" he kissed her again. She bit his lip. . . Hard.
He held his hand to his mouth and looked at his fingers - he was bleeding.
"Oh ho ho, you've done it now you little bitch" he said through his teeth. "Let me go!" She demanded.
"Ive about had it with your atti . . . ."
Before he could finish what he was saying, she swung her right leg up and caught him square in the balls.
He recoiled with a groan, grabbing his crotch - rolling off of her.
She scrambled to get up but just as she was about to get away, he reached up and latched on to her ankle, pulling her back down. He climbed on top of her and once again pinned her arms over her head, his feet on top of her legs.
"You! . . Young lady . . . Are in deep trouble" he glared over her.
He leaned down to try and kiss her - she spit at him.
In one quick movement, he stood them both up, had her by the hair, and after picking up his bag, was marching her towards the barn.