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Open your legs

It takes all of thirty second for Tina's bladder to empty itself, but I guess in her mind hours might have passed.  After she is done, I take a piece of toilet paper and gently reach for her pussy.  Tina's leg lock shut with a snap, her eyes looking at me with fear and shame. 

  As if nothing untoward happened I say, "Now baby, it is not good to not clean up after peeing.  Open your legs and let daddy take care of you".  I keep cajoling her for a few minutes until again Tina realizes that I have no intention to let her leave before she obeys me.  With lowered head and flaming cheeks, she timidly opens her legs.

  I can see tears of shame drop from her eyes, but I ignore it.  With words of encouragement, I again reach slowly for her pussy.  The closer I get to her genitals, the more Tina slowly closes her legs, until I stop my hand about seven inches away from her pubes and ask, "Baby"?  Tina understands what I want and slowly opens her legs again.  I reach forward gently and wipe her clean.  There is nothing sexual in my gesture, only tenderness.

  After I am done, I smile at her and help her stand up.  I pick her up again and I can see on her eyes that she thinks the ordeal is over, but instead of moving toward the door, I place her on her feet in the shower.  She looks at me surprised, a look that turns to pure despair when she sees me remove my shoes and socks, followed by my shirt and pants. She tries to back off, but her legs are still cuffed and the shower's wall is at her back.  She starts crying.

"Please, mister Walters, no. Please…".

I stand in front of her with a gentle smile, dressed only in my underwear.  It takes all of my willpower not to get rock hard again, but I have to endure.

"it's alright, baby-girl, you can not wash yourself properly with those things on your wrists, so daddy will help you.  No need to be afraid.  Daddy loves you. Let daddy take care of you".

I reach with my hand slowly to her head, and for the umpteenth time caress her hair.  She is of course still terrified, but when she understands that I am not trying to grab her she stops resisting somewhat.

  I pick up a soft sponge and proceed to soap her body slowly and gently.  I start from her neck, before slowly moving to her collarbone, then from there to her sternum.  The lower I go, the more intense is her trembling.  I reach gently with the sponge and touch her breasts and I feel her stiffen.  I ignore it and gently, with circular motions, I lather her tits with soap. I move toward her abdomen, while saying repeatedly "It's ok honey, daddy will take care of you, let daddy wash you".  I soap her sides and then move to her thighs, before continuing down her legs and to her calves.  As I bypass her genitals, I hear a soft sigh of relief. I finish doing her feet, resulting in me being kneeling in front of her, then I say, "Okay honey, now open your legs".

  Tina freezes, she was expecting this, but when I bypassed her pussy on purpose, she hoped that that was it.  Now her tiny hope was squashed.  She just stands there trembling, her legs closed.

I repeat myself gently,

"Honey, open your legs.  I have to wash there too.  There is no reason to be shy.  I already touched it earlier and it felt good, right"?

The combination of embarrassment from being naked in front of me and my reminder that I made her cum earlier is too much for her to handle.  Whimpering a little, she slowly opens her legs.

"Good girl, see?  There is nothing to be ashamed of, daddy wants only to help you.  No need to be afraid.  Daddy loves you. Let daddy take care of you".

As I say so, I gently move the soaped sponge to her pussy and I start rubbing it gently.

Tina inhales sharply, then lets out a relaxing sigh.  She sure has a good pussy, getting horny just by being touched with a sponge.  I want to stick my tongue in there and taste it.

I hold back and stand up. 

"Now kneel", I say.

Tina seems unsure, but she kneels in the shower with showing any overt emotions.  I guess she never saw a blowjob so she doesn't consider this position worse than me washing her ass, pussy and tits. 

Seeing her kneeling in front of me, with her head tilted upward so as to be able to look at me is an incredible turn-on.  Without hesitation I move behind her before she has the chance to see my growing erection. 

I apply some shampoo to my hands and start washing her hair, of course, always repeating "See honey, daddy loves you. Daddy makes you feel good.  Relax and leave everything to daddy.  You don't have to think. Daddy knows what's best for you and will tell you what to do. Daddy is here. Daddy loves you.  You are safe with Daddy.  Daddy takes the pain away.  Daddy is here to help you".

  With every small victory I achieve, the mantra becomes more convoluted.  I am very careful to avoid saying something that is beyond what is already a fact.

Daddy loves you = Check, I love her luscious body and can't wait to taste it.

Daddy makes you feel good = Check, that was a nice masturbation orgasm if I say so.

Relax and leave everything to daddy = Check, no need to resist.

You don't have to think. Daddy knows what's best for you and will tell you what to do. =  Check. A brain is not needed. You just need to obey me as you will do what I want you to anyway.

Daddy is here = Check, in the shower with you ogling your body.

You are safe with daddy = Check, It might hurt, but you won't die. Probably.

Daddy takes the pain away = Check, with analgesic cream and groping your body.  I do cause the pain, but it doesn't matter.

Daddy is here to help you = Check.  Yup, I carry you to bed, I carry you to the toilet, I wash your body, I wash your hair….

Even if she knows that I am spouting bullshit, it is logical and true bullshit.  In theory, this will seep in her subconscious and create a self-affirmation loop, making her more malleable to my suggestions / commands.

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