You know I only do it because I love you. You just need to get used to this type of love, that's all. The type of love that doesn't take no for an answer, because it needs your body so much. The type of love that leaves bruises and welts on your skin. The type that forces you to cum because it needs to be shown love back. The type that enjoys your stupid little tears as much as your pretty smiles. The type that drags your cum filled body by your hair to the bath and relieves a big shower of piss on your face and tits and cunt because it doesn't want you missing out on any body fluids or displays of kindness.

I know kitten, it can be overwhelming at first. When you think you have the right to say "no" and daddy uses your body anyway, and you get confused and upset and embarrassed that you came so hard. Or when Daddy pushes inside you and you're not ready for him, but then you get so wet as he pounds you and puddle up and squirt and you don't understand why you respond like that. Or when you're cheeky to papa, and he has to bend you over and lose his belt and leave marks on you, and how he laughs as you whine "no, please" and enjoys your little tears of admonition.

It's a lot to get used to darling. Daddy readily understands. I sympathise. But I'm only doing it to make you a better girl. A more perfect whore. More conformed to how I need you. More aligned to how I think and what I prefer. And there's the point my darling: why would I do all that unless I loved you? Would I bother training you unless I valued you and wanted to keep you? Would I make this investment in shaping and marking your body unless you were important to me? Would I plant my seed inside you even though you begged me not to unless I wanted you to be mine forever?

You know I wouldn't kitten. It's not abuse. It's love. The kind of love your uncle had for you when he couldn't help coming up to your bedroom and touching you - only my love won't stop when you get older, and is only going to deepen when your breasts and tummy get bigger and you become a full woman for me. The kind of love your first boyfriend had for you when he checked your phone and gave you a black eye because you had a text from a man at work - only I don't need to be jealous to give you a beautiful shiny black eye, and I won't need to check your phone because the software I put on it reports directly to mine.

This is the love I can't get from or give to my wife honey. You give me the kind of devotion she can't. I couldn't use her mouth the way I do yours and see her kiss my kids before bed at night, could I? I couldn't use her holes the way I do yours, because she doesn't love me as much as you, and would go and tell the police. She wouldn't accept the gifts I give you, because what would her use be for a fertility app, a leather collar, and an anal douche? She can't keep the little secrets we keep, because what we have is truly special.

You're my perfect little girl, and you know the naughty things I do are part of our special bond that's only between us. That I am your best friend. Your real family. The only person who really sees you and knows what you need. The only person who can accept your mental illness; the only person who loves your damaged goods; the only man who wants to take the risk to knock you up and make you his little forever whore even though you've been nothing but a dumb slut cumdump for years and don't deserve it. To take the time, and put in the effort and investment, to turn you into my little dolly, to brand your body, to laser that pussy into a perfect hairless little mound, to push your threshold of pain and disgust so you can enjoy all I give you.

Noone else understands. They say I'm a bad idea, and a bad person. But you know I'm not. And you know you're not worth any more than this anyway. This is what gets your excited. This is what makes you cum. This is how you feel at home, and like you belong, because this is what you fucking deserve. Don't listen to them kitten. Cuddle up close to Daddy. Let him kiss and taste your little tears, and tell you how good and useful you've been. Let him love you just the way you need.