This is a repost from a Tumblr series that I called “My perfect dad.” I’m preserving these older stories and continuing to write new ones available on this site first.

I disappointed my Son. And for that, I am sorry. For that, I am being punished. Every hour that I lie here, immobilized and bored, is well deserved. I am my Son’s submissive father, and I must obey Him. When He says, “Kneel and be My footstool, dad,” He means now. Not in five minutes. Not in five seconds. Son deserves my full attention and my immediate, eager service. 

Now He’s going to get it. 

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