[F4M] My Daddy, the gentle sadist

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It's been almost a year since Mom died. In fact, this weekend will be the anniversary of the day we lost her. It hit both of us hard, but where as I've managed to at least somewhat continue on with my life, you have absolutely crumbled. You do the bare minimum to take care of yourself. You walk around the house like a zombie, with your clothes always disheveled, beard untrimmed, and you can barely even manage to put on that fake half-smile when you see me. The only time you eat more than one meal a day is if I make something for you and bring it to your room.

I've tried again and again to get you to talk to someone. You always say you will, but you always seem to find an excuse not to. After months of trying, the best I could finally do was to get you to at least talk to me, but it doesn't seem to have helped at all. You have what seems like a thousand different pills you're on, and you seem to only get more miserable by the day. Part of me - well, a lot of me - is worried you might do something incredibly stupid without intervention, but I don't know what to do.

It took forever to get you to open up, but now that you have- well - I'm not so sure it's appropriate that I'm the one you're talking to anymore..

We talk about Mom, and all the things you miss about her. All the things you used to do together - all of them. And every little thing you need that you aren't getting. How rough you used to play with her. The way she would squeal when you slapped her. How she would whine when you choked her. How expensive the golden nipple chains you bought her were. How long she could hold her breath. All the little painful games she would play just for your entertainment.

When you first told me, it made me sick to my stomach. Even now, sometimes when you're telling me some twisted story of the awful things you would do to her, i have to remind myself to not get upset.

Despite the way your stories upset me, I always see that faintest glint of happiness in your eyes when you tell them.. Now, somehow, I find myself outside of your door in the middle of the night. "Dad?" I call out softly as I open the door, finding you just laying in your bed, staring into space. "Dad." I call to you again, getting your attention as I shut the door behind me, locking it. I take a deep breath as I look at your confused expression, then exhale, as I nervously play with a little gold chain in my hands.

"Do you..- Do you need to hurt me, Dad?"

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Looking for something rough, intimate, slow, and very very painful. Also looking for a nice Dad who just.. Needs what he needs.

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Kinks: pain, torture, dress-up, anal, spanking, bdsm, dirty talk, humiliation, body shaming, outercourse, voyeurism, choking, rough stuff, multiple paragraphs, nice dads , dad bods/beer bellies, humiliating or painful tasks, unique ways of getting hurt/torture, getting pierced/tattooed, snuff (asphyxiation/drowning), words of affection

Limits: scat, blood/gore , smells, short replies