'Christain's POV'
"Dad stop! Please i didn't mean to drop the glass! I'm so sorry," I began to ramble on and on any know i know it's going to get me no where.
"You stupid bitch, just shut up! Go to your room and don't think for second I won't punish you! I just need to think of something," He slurred. He took his glass of beer and hit me on the side of the head with it. Everything became blurry but i really didn't think anything of it, i was used to this. It happened every day and night.
As i finally got my sight back I did as told and went to my room. I wasn't scared of how he was going to punish me, I mean I was already use to all of his punishments. When i finally reached the knob to my door i quickly opened it and ran into my room but not before shutting the door. i sat patiently on my bed waiting. I know it sounds crazy that waiting for my punishment but I've tried to hide before and it didn't turn out well.
*Flashback "two years ago"*
It was my first date. My dad was suppose to be out late so I went. His name was Brian and I thought maybe we could be more than just good friends. As I got ready for the date I relaized my dad left earlier than usual to the bar. I didnt take it to consideration that he might be coming home early as he to suppose he left early also, i was just to excited for my date.
As i finally finished the last touch to my outfit the door bell rang. I ran to get it and when I opened it I was greated with flowers.
"Thank you, they're so pretty," I tell Brian trying to hide my red face. I put on the biggest smile i could interpret to show him how thankful i was.
Brian chuckled a little bit telling me that where we were going was a secret. As we drove I was in such thought i didn't relaize the car came to a hault. I looked up seeing we were pulled infront of a cute little ice cream shop. I smiled and unbuckled my seatbelt as he opened the door for me. I hoped this would turn out the was i want it too is all i could possibly think.
*After Date*
As I came home I noticed my dads car in the driveway. I grimaced in fright and quickly looked at Brian hoping he didn't notice my sudden discomfort.
"Did you have a fun time," He asked.
"Yes of course i did!," I said to quickly before pulling off one of my biggest smiles and running out of the car.
I didn't even look back, i couldn't. As i walked in my house I could already smell the strong liquor. When i walked further in I saw my dad brought company. They were all strongly drunk and looked out of it but that still didn't stop fear running through my veins. My dad finally noticed me and he put this wicked smile on. When I saw that my breathing became hitched, it was hard to breathe.
"Your home late darling, why is that," My evil father asked me.
My breathing became uneven as i tried thinking of an excuse. "Well... well I went to the library... to mmhmm study for a test." It was the first thing that came to my head.
"Don't you lie to me you whore! Why are you Dressed like this? You know what don't answer that just be ready for your punishment," He told me but he wouldn't me leave just yet. He started to kick and punch me. He threw me to the ground and started to kick me in the gut. The pain was indescribable, it hurt so bad and I couldn't help but scream and cry. When i did so it only made things worse. The hitting got worst, I couldn't take it so i took all of my strength and pushed him. He stumbled back and fell. I took this as my chance to run and hide. I ran upstairs and I could hear him getting up, it only made me run up the stairs faster. I went into my room and hid under my bed and kept quiet. Not even seconds later I could see my door slam open. My father came running in, but just by his breathing sounds I could tell he was furious and I was going to be in big trouble. His foot steps got closer and I had to put my hand over my mouth to keep from screaming. He stopped right in-front of my bed. When he started to walk again I sighed in relief, any know he was still in my bedroom at least he didn't check under the bed. I didn't bother to keep watching as I saw him walk to the other side of the bed. Next thing you know i feel hands grab on to my feet pulling me from underneath the bed.
"Hiding is only going to make things worse," He screamed at me.
I couldn't even speak as i was choked up in tears. He threw me on the bed and grabbed some rope. I knew what he was doing but i didn't want to believe it. As suspected he tied each of my hands to each of the bed posts.
"Hey sweetheart, i know what your punishment is now," He slurred giving me this crooked smile.
I just stared at him, I didn't want to think about what the punishment was going to be.
"Hey boys come up here for a moment," He screamed.
I saw two guys come up to my room. "What do you need man," One them said, the other just kept quiet.
"I want you to help me with punishing my daughter yeah? Here come here," My father said.
As they huddled up they started to whisper. They all looked like they agreed with the idea my father suggested. As they unhuddled they all smiled at me.
"Don't worry darling this won't hurt one bit," My father told me.
"Yeah, you won't feel a thing," One of my fathers friends piped in.
All 3 of them cam up to me and they started to feel all over me. Touching me everywhere, each and everyone of them taking my clothes off. There eyes raking my body. I was frozen I didn't know what to do so i just layed there and stared at the wall above me.
That night my Father and his "two friends" took my virginty.
*Flashback over*
Once i was done thinking about the that ridged flashback my dad came running in my room.
"I thought of your punishment Christain," He said.
I just stared at him ready for anything. As i looked at him I saw him holding something behind his back.
"What's behind your back," I asked uneased.
He just smiled and pulled a thin whip behind his back. "Oh just this. Now turn around and go on your knees," he said. He came up to me and pulled down my pants. "This may hurt a little," He said while laughing.
See it didnt hurt though. i was use to the pain.
For about an hour my dad kept whipping me.
