Seize The Day

8- Dirturbed

Warning, this chapter maybe a disturbing chapter to some.

Over the next few months her father continued to force her into having sex with random men. Everytime he would give her part of the payments so she would put them in a shoebox to save up so that she would be able to escape him when she turned 18. She also would sneak out after he passed out to hang with her friends.

She so bad wanted to let them know what was going on at home but was afraid of the consequences if anyone did find out.

One night she was laying in bed when her father called out for her.

"What do you need?" She asked when she got to the room.

He took a swig of the Jack Daniel's bottle and patted the bed, "Come here."

"Look, I just want to go to sleep."

"I didn't ask, come here now!" He roared.

She sighed and climbed onto the bed and he handed her the bottle.

"I'm not old enough for that."

"And your point is? I'm giving you permission. Most kids your age have drank before I'm sure. I know I did when I got a chance."

"I'm not like most kids my age."

"I know this, see unlike them, you're making good money." He smirked, "Come on try it."

She took the bottle and took a swig and scrunched up her nose, "Oh my God it burns!"

He chuckled, "The more you drink the less it burns I promise. See you're lucky, I highly doubt there's teens out there that let their parents let them drink freely like this."

She shrugged and decided to take another swig, "It's uh it's good but the after effect is something else."

"It'll get better." He moved her hair behind her ear, "You look just like your mom." He then grabs an album from under the bed, "I don't know if you've ever seen these. These are of your mom when she was younger. Most of them are before we had you." He opened it and showed off the pictures, "Remember when I said she used to use her body to make money too?" He points to a page, "This is how she dressed up, pretty much how you do now. That's why I chose those types of outfits for you to wear."

"So you weren't just telling me she did that stuff too make me feel more comfortable?"

"Of course not. I wouldn't lie about her, she was the most beautiful woman, just like you are now." He closes the album and puts it back where he got it. He took the bottle took a swig of it then put the lid back on it and set it down and laid down. "Lay with me."

"O- okay." She was scared what could happen if she refused do she laid down.

"I remember when you always wanted to lay in here when you were a kid."

"Well I'm not a kid anymore." She sighs.

"I definitely know you're not. You're a young woman now." He rolls and places his hands on her thigh. "What's that smell? It smells familiar."

"I uh, I found some of mom's old perfume and tried it. Sorry."

"I thought so." He grinned, "And is totally fine." He moved his hand up her thigh.

She quickly grabbed his wrist, "What are you doing? I'm you're daughter."

"Yeah well you look and smell just like your mom. And I'm lonely and tired of only you getting action around here. Now it's my turn." He removed her hand and slid his hand into her panties.

"Please stop, this isn't right!"

"Too bad." He moved and took her panties off then got on her.

"Get off me you sick fuck!" She yelled as she pushed him.

"Don't you dare talk to me like that." He grabbed her throat and smacked her face. "I'll do what I please around here." He let go of her, "Get on your hands and knees."

"No!" She cried out.

He smacked her, "I said do it! Now!"

When she didn't budge he smacked her again then forced her to flip over.

"I figured by now you'd learn to listen dammit!" He started fingering her as he rubbed himself.

"Please." She cried. "This isn't right."

He ignored her pleas as he grabbed her hips roughly, making her be on her knees and entered her. As he thrusted in and out of her he kept a hold of her hips because she kept trying to pull away.

"Fucking hell." He grabbed her hair and jerked her head back, "Stop fighting or you'll regret it!"

"O-okay." She squealed out.

He let go of her hair and went back to holding onto her hips roughly. When he got close he quickly pulled out of her and shot his load onto her back.

"Shit." He breathed out in relief, he got up and got a towel and wiped her back off. "That was a good girl." He kissed her cheek. He laid down on the bed and when she started to get up he pulled her back, "You aren't going anywhere."

"I don't want to be around you." She sniffled.

"And I don't care what you want. I'm the man of this house, my house and you are to do what I want. Now stay!"

She sighed as she laid with her back to him and he wrapped his arm around her. As they laid there she silently cried.