A submissive slut is meant to be seen and not heard. Daddy let me know that early on. He would shove my own dirty panties in my mouth and duct tape my mouth shut. He would have me get undressed and order me to put my hands behind my back. After securing the rope on my wrists he would spank me with a wooden spoon so hard that the skin would break sometimes. I was never allowed to cry out loud or make any noise. He said that good girls are quiet and don’t make trouble. So I’d sob, silently because I was his personal whore. After the beating stopped, he always told me how much he loved me and took his pants and underwear off. His fat cock was always stiff and dripping. Daddy would push it in my cunnie hard and fast, fucking me so violently that I could feel it ripping me on the inside. Every time I was silent though because what is a kept daughter supposed to do? Daddy says if I continue to be a good concubine that maybe he’ll put a baby in me.