My daddy took a little while to come, but it was still pretty early seeing as he had sent me to bed early. I saw him standing in the doorway to my bed...oom, leaning against the wall, and slowly sipping from a drink in his other hand. He stood there the longest time, just staring at me, and sipping his drink. He finally walked over to my bed and instead of sitting, I saw my daddy slowly start to remove his clothing. I asked him what he was doing, and he said daddy was getting comfortable so he. As if I dressed for him this way. As we drive down the road I can see his eyes following up and down my legs. I suddenly get this fear that he can see that mark on my leg. I shift my leg so he may not be able to see it even if he tried. We get to the parking garage and before I even have the car in park Nick is out of the vehicle. He rushes over to my side of the car and opens the door for me. He puts his hand out and helps me out of the car. I get that feeling of power again. Nick opens the. It started slow. It was big. It felt huge, obscenely huge. I felt it pulling on my lips. He trailed his fingers along my stomach. He increased the speed to something I was sure I wouldn't be able to handle for long. "We have a big fucking machine downstairs we are going to put you on soon. Think about that too while this stretches your little cunt. That machine downstairs is going to fuck you so hard you will pee all over yourself; you won't be able to control yourself. And we will do it over. “Someone could get scratched or get a finger caught or whatever.”“Miss M said a few years ago a girl got an earring torn out of her ear,” explained Tara. “It made an awful mess. Now they’re really strict about any type of jewelry.”“Well, I suppose they know who you are during PE. You’ll have to make sure you put it back on immediately afterwards.”I nodded and rubbed my fingers back and forth over the engraving.“What’s a wallet card?”Mum reached into the bag and pulled out a small laminated card.