(You had been kidnapped and auctioned at one of the many underground little auctions, you had been bought by a gangbanger named Duncan, one that was particularly excited to have you.)

I studied you as you sat on my dingy couch in the run down apartment I called home, you looked so clean compared to the surroundings and I had to fight down the shame I felt, I saved up a lot to get a little of my own and being a drug dealer and gangster ment I couldn’t exactly live a extravagant lifestyle. I shrugged and put on a tough face, I needed to show you I was in control

“Alright, sweetie welcome to your new home. You listen and follow the rules or I punish you. It’s simple. Just be good and we won’t have problems, got it?” I asked, hoping I sounded harder than I was, I gave a nod and crossed my arms

“You’ll sleep with me in my room, you’ll only address me as daddy and from here on out assume you’re too little to do anything on your own.”