Beat-up Day, ch 1-2

Written by Singledad

Beat up day, I s'pose it sounds frightening, or cruel, but I was used to it, even looked forward to it in an odd way. It would happen regularly, but not often, usually two weeks in between, because the damage to me would have to heal, he would tell me two days ahead when I would be off school, and he and some of his friends, the Circle he called them, would gather. It would be a full day, time-tabled like it was a function, with breaks for refreshments and lunch and stuff. It started after mum died, I was I suppose around six, and it used to terrify me, course it wasn't so extreme in those days but as I got used to it, it got progressively more tough. I knew it was something dad needed, I didn't know why, but the addition of hid friends was a new twist.

It sounds odd when I say he wasn't cruel to me, of course he did whip and torture and beat me, but he wasn't unkind, and he always said that it wasn't punishment for any thing I'd done wrong, and in a twisted kinda way that made it better, he would do one session and talk to me nice, ask me how I was, before he started the next, he'd never swear or curse at me and he wouldn't call me nasty names, I suppose that's why I got to like it, dad was never sexy with me, well, not while he was beating me up, his other friends would enjoy that stuff, the rule was that they could do it with me in private if they wished, but they all preferred that they were all present, it made them more sexy apparently, they could 'do' me although not in the front, they could cum on me, pee on me, and once some of them crapped on me, that was when Reg and Paula were there, they are very good friends of daddy, they go way back, 'fore I was born. They are very weird, but very nice they have some really kinky tastes, and they both seem to share what they get off on, I don't really mind that they love dirty games

I would have at least three days off after beat up day, when I would be brought food and drinks or whatever I wanted, treated like a princess for a few days if beat up day has been extreme, it would be more like a week, dad had a friend, one of the beat up circle actually who was a doctor, he was sometimes needed to patch up some of the worst damage, he would supply stuff you couldn't get in the chemist, like anaesthetic, strong pain killers, viagra, (that makes the men stay up longer.) He is really nice, he makes me feel better, and he could get me really sexed up, not so much now I was twelve, I was a bit too old to turn him on these days, he's the one that plans to get a little one in, he helps out at some adoption charity, and he says that he wants to get me to train up a little one, that sounds exciting.

Tuesday, dad informed me was the next beat up day, my tummy got that usual churny feeling, a bit of excitement and a bit of fear. It had been about ten days since the last time, but that was not a very extreme one, sometimes they weren't, but I knew that if one was easy the next one would be quite severe. ......(cont)



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This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.


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