Replacement Daughter
- 2 years ago
- 17
- 0
The Replacement-Chapter Two free porn video
The next day James came in. "Good morning, Princess." He cut the bonds
holding me in bed and took out the earplugs, and took the sleeping mask
off. "Time to get dressed and come downstairs. I'll leave you to get
dressed in private but don't try and escape, there are bars on the
windows and we are on the third floor anyway." He pointed to a pile of
clothing and jewelry and left the room.
I get up, stretching after being immobile all night I look toward the
windows, and yep -- they're barred. I consider just staying upstairs,
but realize that wouldn't be in my best interests. There are probably a
couple cameras in here anyway, knowing these crazies. I'm surprised I
wasn't enjoined to wash up, but I'm not going to ask too many questions.
I walk over to the pile, looking for something that is at least kind of
masculine.
Twenty minutes later, it appears that won't be the case. The pants are
either skin tight, having something unacceptable printed across the seat,
are festooned with sparkles, or some combination thereof. Instead, I
choose an ankle-length white tiered skirt with sequins along the bottom,
and a right sweater. The sweater is comfy, but ends strictly at the
waist -- unless I constantly tug at it, my midriff shows whenever I raise
my arms. Along with the one bangle sealed tightly around my wrist, I add
a gaudy red beaded bracelet. Hopefully that will please Mr. and Mrs.
Crazy.
I head downstairs...
Helen and James hugged me, and kissed my cheeks. Helen said "Amber, you
look so adorable today. I'm going to put on your make up and then classes
will start at the *Amber Academy* with us as the teachers and one pupil,
you. Today you will read her diaries, watch home movies, learn the names
of your family and friends, what music you like,even how to walk like a
girl. It might take a long time but when we have finished Amber will live
again through you. We will drill you day by day and hour by hour until
our darling daughter stands before us again in all her glory, inside and
out."
"Thanks, Mummy. Thanks Daddy. Am I allowed to have breakfast at least?
That Amber Academy sounds like a true challenge." Better to go along
with it until I have an opening to escape. "Do you think anyone would
truly believe and accept that I'm Amber? That would require some
thorough preparation...I could learn the superficial aspects, but all the
details..."
"Of course you can, feel free to have some bread and butter and apple
juice. You are right, it will need a lot of practise to learn all the
multiple Amberisms that made up our daughter, it can't be done overnight.
After the meal you will study her diaries first of all. She was a
complex and wonderful daughter...now she is lying in our back garden next
to the grave of her pet rabbit, and if you fail to take her place...you
will be joining her there. Do I make myself clear?" James asked.
I'm starving, and that's the first good news I hear. The lessons sound
horrible, but I can deal with that when the time comes. First things
first. "Got it Dad. Do you have any bacon to go with that bread?"
"She was not a great eater of bacon,so rarely will you get any but you
can have some tonight if you are good. I didn't want to let her go, you
know, I kept her in her bed for two days and the freezer for three more,
before your mother made me bury her in the back garden. I spent much of
my free time in those days talking with her as if she was alive.Here are
her diaries, start reading." He gave me two diaries with pink covers.
I take the diaries. Scratches on the front cover showed where a lock
what been pried off each one. Evidently, my "Daddy" was creepy and
grisly, and if he did kill me, it would probably take a long, painful
time. I am starting to think "Mommy" is the only hope I have for escape.
I see a stack of white lined paper, and a pink pen or two on top. "Can
I...should I...take notes? And I'm guessing you've read through all
these? What am I looking for?"
"Of course you can, Princess. We've looked through them, yes. You are
looking for the sort of things that show our daughter's personality, the
things she likes, the names of her friends, that sort of thing. We will
question you on it later and you had better get it at least 80% right or
the consequences will be shocking. I'll watch you as you work to keep you
from running away or trying to call the police. The landline has been
disconnected whilst you are down here and we have the only mobile phones
in the house," Helen said, looking lovingly at *her*.
I simply nod and take my plate of bread and butter to the table, and flip
open the first diary. Before I even got to finish the first page, I had
a raging headache. Her handwriting was garishly large, and Amber clearly
had little appreciation for even the simplest point of grammar. Her
"sentences" typically consisted of several actual sentences run together,
strung by "then" or "an". Not to mention navigating through the little
sketches in the margins. I think the last entry was about going to play
mini golf because she had a crush on the boy who worked there...and one
of the boys who was going to be there...or maybe one of them going with
her. I honestly wasn't sure. I tried to organize, but quickly found
that I couldn'ttell which name went where. No way could I straighten
this out enough to make sense of anything.
"May I ask, what kind of grades did Amber typically earn in school?"
"C's. and a B or two. You can do better at school if you want...as long
as you keep your basic Amberishness that we so love about you,and that is
which is keeping Daddy from dealing out a brutal revenge for the naughty
thing you did that made you take Amber's place," John said. "You will be
homeschooled until we can trust you to be a good girl at school and not
play truant or tell the teachers or other pupils who you really are. Now
it's time to watch a home movie, Princess."
My head was swimming. I still wasn't clear on Amberishness, or really
much about this girl except she seemed to think every girl she met
(except Lily) was her friend and every boy she met was cute. Maybe the
home movie would help. I tugged down my sweater as I prepared to see
Amber for the first time. "Er, Daddy, does the fact that I have nothing
to do with Amber's death cause any guilt in the midst of all this?"
He scowled, took out a control from a pocket and pointed it at "Amber".
"I don't want to punish you but you really got my goat with that remark,
of course you did it. And sometimes a father has to be nasty to be kind."
He aimed well, put his finger on the button marked "4" and pressed it.The
agony.....I don't even want to describe it. It felt like...I don't know
what. Surgery without anesthetic. I never lost consciousness, but it
was a long time before my breathing returned to normal. "I guess not," I
thought. Outside, I just smiled and said, "Sorry."
He turned on the TV. "Study this well, for how you behave is as important
as how you look, if you act up I will shock you as much as needs be to
have my princess back again."
The movie started with a dark pink blur...the turned out to be the
upclose of Amber's sweatshirt as she tried to figure out how to turn on
the camera that was already on. Finally after some mumbling, one hears,
"It is? Omigod! That's embarrassing!" The girl then lightly walks into
full frame, waving with her arm around another girl. "Mummy, Daddy, I
promised I'd take a video while we're at(Did you mean 'camp')! We're at
um.....some battle place...from the Revolutionary War.." Turned out to
be Gettysburg. Anyway, after a disastrous trip into history, she started
talking about the awesome time she had with her friends. At one point
shushing a friend who asked about "Eric". Like her diary, the thoughts
were scattered and often incorrect. After 20 minutes it mercifully
ended. My first thought -- my days of using polysyllabic words were
over.
"Ah yes. Does your daughter walk...differently? And can we take a break
and I can catch the headlines on ESPN or something? It's hard to adjust
to....to....the way Amber looked at the world."
"She walks much like you really except on the rare occasions when she
runs, when she breaks into a gallop like a horse. And...yes, you can take
a break,watch the headlines...she was interested in the news to an
extent. She was not greatly political but she was not idiotic either.
Afterwards you can watch OMG to see the latest pop news, and there is a
Justin Bieber concert on as well that I'm sure you would love to see."
I smile, turning on ESPN...I wonder how my Maple Leafs are doing. When
the tv focuses though, it just reads "channel blocked". I try ESPN2 --
same thing. As a matter of fact, all but a couple channels, such as E!,
MTV, etc., are blocked. "Um, Daddy, what's wrong with the tv?"
He grins. "For now at least, we want you to be even more like her then
she was,so we blocked all the channels except the channels our little
princess watched most often. Perhaps when you are fully trained you can
watch the headlines again as she did watch them at times. For now you get
a steady diet of pop videos and the like, only five channels are not
blocked for now. Enjoy your viewing,Amber."
I slouch down, pouting, flickering from mindlessness to mindlessness,
finally settling on a rotating series of sugary pop videos. I leaf
through Amber's diary again, skimming about her anxieties over her first
kiss, constant sniping about Lily, and worries about whether she should
wear a skirt or cute jeans to school. I tug the sweater down as my
midriff once again exposes itself! I walk back to the kitchen, and look
in the fridge. No soda, even diet stuff. I end up pouring a glass of
water, and realize halfway done that I'm singing the pop anthem I'd just
heard to myself ... "Friday, Friday, everyone loves Friday..."
I start breathing heavily, furious at my situation, at myself. How am I
letting some little shock get me into this? I look in the silverware
drawer for a knife...I don't know what I'd do with one if I find it. Cut
this heart-charm bangle off that no doubt has the GPS to start with. Or
something more drastic.
Lynne
- 16.07.2020
- 22
- 0
Thea Chapter Four
- 2 years ago
- 194
- 0
Alex to Alina Chapter 8 The Replacement
- 2 years ago
- 15
- 0
