S004 Diary Entry: The Past

Shoot, just when I thought that I am finally free, the call just reminded me the full control of daddy and Jennifer have over me. Jennifer had been daddy's personal assistant for many years. I can never forget the first time when daddy began my obedience lesson. Jennifer was there and I was told that she will be responsible for disciplining me. I was to address her Miss Smith always even though I think she is probably in her early twenties. After my first spanking lying on her lap, I resigned myself to surrendering to her.

Sometimes, daddy would send me to Jennifer's apartment over a weekend for my good-girl training. I've learned to don a sexy french maid's uniform in 6-inch pumps to clean up her place. In fact, she already had maid service to handle the house work for her. It's more for me to get used to the outfit and wait on her hand and foot obediently. I've learned how to walk seductively in that impossible high heels and how to bend down to pick up things without bending my knees. Jennifer knows how to humiliate me and keeps me on a tight leash. Once she invited her girlfriends for teas and I was to serve them in my uniform without my panties on. My heart almost stopped when I was told to pick up the napkin dropped at Jennifer's feet when my back was facing all her friends.

Daddy always gives his instructions to Jennifer and I would learn what to do from her directly. I have been instructed to keep it a habit to sit on daddy's lap and kiss daddy's chin lovingly. That's the way to show my love for daddy as I was told. Sometimes I wondered if some instructions were made up by Jennifer herself. Once I questioned her instruction and I was punished to always address myself as Silvia when I talk to her. This is to keep me in a submissive mood and know my place. It sure does the trick. How can I not feel submissive and embarrassed when I speak like a little 3-year-old in front of her? Later I was told to speak the same way to daddy and daddy was very pleased. He then required me to always answer him "yes, daddy?" From then on, I would never question whatever Jennifer said. When she says jump, I will only ask eagerly how high. It has been my desire to please daddy and Jennifer over time. Somehow my subservient behavior always excites me extremely. It's growing on me and I found my panties get wet all the time when I was with daddy or Jennifer or even just talking to them on the phone. That submissive mood also had been making me more susceptible to agreeing with others and very hard for me to say no. I've hoped that I could get back my old personality after coming to Sandon. Now how can I do that when I am going to write Jennifer and call daddy everyday?

S003: Call from Jennifer Smith

Silvia flipped open her cell phone: "Hello?"
Jennifer: "Hi Silvia, how's school?"
Silvia: "Oh, Hi, Miss Smith. School is great. It's really nice here."
Jennifer: "Mmm, have you been a nice girl, Silvia?"
Silvia: "Yes, I have, Miss Smith."
Jennifer voiced coldly: "I have?"
Silvia: "Oh, I'm sor... Um, Silvia is really sorry, Miss Smith. Silvia begs for your forgiveness."
Jennifer: "Silvia, just several days away from home and you've forgotten your manner! How can I trust you to behave?"
Silvia: "Silvia is really sorry, Miss Smith. Silvia will work very hard to behave herself, Miss Smith..."
Jennifer: "I want you to email me your daily schedule and send me your daily report at the end of each day. Do you understand, Silvia?"
Silvia: "Yes, Miss Smith."
Jennifer: "Is that your answer, Silvia?"
Silvia cursed herself for forgetting always repeat the complete instruction when reply: "Oh, Silvia is sorry, Miss Smith. Silvia understands and will send you her daily schedule and a daily report every night, Miss Smith."
Jennifer: "That's better. I think you need your behavior lesson next time you come home. Now, don't forget to call your daddy everyday to tell him how much you love him and how you miss him."
Silvia: "Yes, Miss Smith. Silvia will call daddy every day and let him know that Silvia loves him and misses him very much, Miss Smith."
Jennifer: "Good girl. See, you always rely on me to teach you how to be a good daughter to your daddy."
Silvia: "Yes, Miss Smith. Silvia really appreciates you for constantly teaching her how to be a good daughter to daddy."
Jennifer: "Ok, I got to go. Remember to behave yourself, Silvia."
Silvia: "Yes, Miss Smith. Silvia will remember to behave herself."

F009 Diary Entry. Friday. A beating.

Well, i think as I wake up, I have survived the first week. Christina has readied my luggage, I'll leave directly from the school. She keeps that resentful gaze on me, especially when she thinks I'm not looking. Annoying. She should know better, should not she? Does she think I can spend all day with her eyes on my back?

I feel a need to put her to her place. So when she sets up things for breakfast I pull up from my chair. Nosily. It could be a normal gesture. We both know it is not.

She staggers back. I advance, fists closed. A raucous "what" dies in her throat. I hit her hard in her plexus and look at her crumbling, breathless. There's something wrong. A kick on her chest, not to break her ribs, just a whipped kick on her breasts. The hurt reflect on her face and I rejoice. I know I'm going to see the color of her blood now. Now. My heartbeat is too fast and a voice in my head keeps saying that there is something amiss.

I use my fists and a kick on full power. No restraint.

The kitchen storage and the table break in pieces. There is blood on my hands. Mine. I forgot to take my pill. Celestial damnation, how could I? The pain calms me. Christina is puking. It took all my willpower not to kill her with my fists. I run to my room to take the accursed pill. I return with makeshift bandages on my hands. She is on her knees, cleaning.

Before leaving, I just tell Christina that this was nothing exceptional and that I could beat her any time I want. I ask her if this is ok. She nods, unable to word her answer; they have told her about me. I hate myself now, but this will pass too. Maci. I need to go back home.

I send Christina away as I arrive to the school. I need that Muromachi woman services for my hands. I wonder what she will say, slightly curious about her mystery.

S002 Diary Entry: Become a Cheerleader

I met Grace this afternoon at the book store. She was recruiting for the cheerleader squad. I signed up right there. Although I used to feel a bit jealous of those cheerleaders for the attention they received, I never wanted to be one as being a cheerleader seems to be announcing that you are inferior to those athletes and you can only cheer at the sideline. Since Dick became daddy, I was required to join school's cheerleader squad and trained hard to be a good one. To help framing my mind to develop my enthusiastic spirit, I was taught to admire all those hunky football players in my mind. I was to imagine that they are my heroes and I am to be so eager to show them how much I worship them. Over time, it did help and I was always so excited when doing my act in the games.

I know that I would be expected to be in the squad in Sandon too and show the same level of devotion if not more. I only hope that boys in Sandon are more mature and gentleman like. I can never forget last summer when I was trapped in those boys' locker room. I was so scared when Jake pinned me against the wall and forced a kiss on me. I was so humiliated about my boobs getting so hard under his probing hands and the head coach came in right at the moment. Although he rescued me from Jake's advance. He dismissed me as a cocktease and threatened to spank me if he caught me in the locker room with his players next time. That was such a degrading experience yet I get so excited whenever I replay the scenes in my mind. What's wrong with me?

F008 Diary Entry. Thursday.

A visitor from the Circle. We invite him for a guest lecture. Two of my assassins are in the crowd, one is at the electronic surveillance system. So the school is actually used as a safehouse. The man sleeps in my guestroom; the guys sleep in the hall, weapons on the ready. I should perhaps be worried, but I feel bored. The Circle often makes a fuss for nothing.

I'll spend the weekend with the guy, moving him to another town. I have to report on his behavior. But he's silent all the time, and dozes in front of the TV. I'd rather not know.

At the school, my dorks gang expected something to happen. I smile thinking about the spirit with which they have entered the school today. One of them with a bandage on his hand. No time for them, I'll let them wonder why they're not being punished.

V002 Diary Entry. Wednesday

Work. Still going through student files. Boredom.

I've posted an announcement for a student intern for the ward; compensation, basic arts, extra credit, et cetera. That should appeal to some bright young lady. Or two.

Met with some of the staff. Unremarkable sort, though Mr. Perenti's assistant is a bright-eyed one with a figure to match. Ah, Christina. Likely already Perenti's slattern so, out of my reach. For now.

Set a broken finger, heavily bruised. Stubborn young man saw fit to not satisfy my inquiry about how such was obtained. Obstinate. Filed for later.

S001 Diary Entry: New Beginning

It's so exciting to finally arrive at Sandon. It's like a dream. I never thought that I could ever come here, at least not one year ago. Yes, my grade is good enough but mom could never afford to send me to a private school like this if not for daddy's wealth. Gosh, I call him daddy so naturally now. Our lives definitely changed a lot since mom married him. Luxury mansion, all the pretty clothes that I could only dream of but I think I've paid a high price for it. I wonder if mom knows about what daddy did to me.

Even after a year by now, I still feel so humiliated to have to call him daddy like a little girl. Hell, I even need to behave like an obedient little girl. I still blush every time when I answer him with the required little-girl-tone "Yes, daddy?". Yet, those humiliation always turns me on so much. I wonder if that's really normal or if there's something wrong with me. Daddy always told me that it's a girl's nature to be eager to please men and only in doing it so that they will be happy and fulfilled. I thought he's just talking shit and tried to brainwash me but now I am really confused. Ever since the day daddy took me to his office, my life changed completely. All his so-called girl's obedience lessons have changed how I behaved completely. Not only I'm so used to be compleyely obedient to daddy, I found it's hard for me to be cold to boys at school too, at least those nice-looking ones. It's like a mental bondage that daddy has placed on me.