I froze, the air in the basement turning to lead.

He pinched my left nipple hard, a sharp, twisting bite of pain that shot a jagged bolt of electricity straight to my clit. I let out a jagged gasp.

“Kiss the fucking picture, Zoe. Show that little girl what she grew up to be. Show her you’re Daddy’s cum-hungry slut now.”

My hands were trembling so violently the Polaroid rattled in my grip. I lifted it with leaden arms, bringing it to my lips, and pressed a lingering kiss right onto that chocolate-smeared cheek.

In the mirror, I watched the horror and the heat of it: I was naked, legs...