Chapter 4
Jenna's POV
daddy raises his hand and snarls,"You've been a nuahgty girll, Jenna. Trying to hide from me.. We'll have to make you're punishment extra special today." He lets hand fall with a smack against the side of my face as I cringe unsuccessfully away. Daddy rips my pants off and tears away my shirt in one motion. He forces himself into me, grunting in pleasure, he ignores my feeble pleas and punches and he pleases himself. Once he's finished, Daddy gets and pulls his clothes back on, then he walks out, leaving me naked and alone on the bed, with only my soundless sobs for company. I heard Momma edge in, clean clothes in her arm. She helped me Holidayup and slipped on my clothes. Then, she brought me into the bathroom and helped clean me off. Momma promised me Daddy always used condoms, and I wasn't old enough to take brith control, so I just had to trust her. Every morning, Momma and I woke up at 5:30am, just after Daddy left for work, and we went down to the cellar and worked on Daddy-proofing it. It just took a while.

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