Daddy Horror (Ricky Horror Fanfic)

Ch.11

Just a warning, this does get a little intense and may or may not involve rape. Just to let you know. Also involves strong language.

I was sitting on mommy's bed. She was trying on clothes and asking me if she looked good in them. They were all slutty and ugly. Just like her.
"So how's this?" She came in the room and holy damn.
She had a trash bag. A literal trash bag with holes in it.
I shrugged my shoulders.
"Good? Bad?" She asked.
I shrugged my shoulders again.
"Okay listen you piece of shit daughter,"
Hold up lady. Shut the fuck up. Okay. Thank you bitch.
"I'm trying to impress your step daddy. Is this good?"
I gave her a thumbs up so she'd shut the hell up already.
"It's not good."
Damn right.
"You're lying."
Also damn right.
"Lets take a trip to the basement."
Oh no no no.
Not the basement.
She grabbed ahold of my arm and dragged me off of the bed. Then proceeded to drag me downstairs.
And when I say drag, I'm not joking. I was literally on the ground.
"Stay there until your father gets here. I'll let him deal with your punishment." She said.
She picked up a rock and threw it at me, hitting my head.
After that, she went up the steps and locked the door, making sure I couldn't get out.
The worst part is, there's no windows in their basement.
The floor is covered in dirt and rocks.
After a couple of hours just sitting here in silence, the door opened up.
It was Greg.
"So you wanna be a little bitch to your mom, huh?" He said to me as he came down the stairs.
"Answer the damn question you little bitch." He said, getting closer to my face.
He grabbed my face in one hand and squeezed it as hard as he could, making my lips puffer. He probably bruised my cheeks in the process.
He placed a kiss on my lips, long and hard.
Then, he let go of my head and slammed it down onto the hard concrete floor.
Tears were starting to form in my eyes.
He laid me down flat on my back, taking off my pants and panties, throwing them aside.
Oh lord. This is what I was scared of.
He took off his pants and underwear, grabbing his member and positioning it at my entrance.
Without warning he slammed into me, making me scream.
No, I can't talk but I can still scream. Weird. I know.
He continued to that more and more until he was satisfied with what he was doing.
"Next time, think about what you do first before being a bitch to your mom." He said in gritted teeth.
I nodded my head, closing my eyes trying to not let the tears run down my face in front of him.
He picked up a glass bottle of beer and threw it at me.
It broke when it hit me, cutting the back of my head.
Once he left, I put on my panties and pants.
I crawled over to a corner and cried.
I didn't go to sleep.
At all that night.
I don't think I ever will while living in this house.