Michael Myers's little sister

Punished and the proposal.

Upon returning home I was greeted at the door by a slap across the face before being grabbed and thrown to the floor. Charity's father glaring at me with his belt folded in half in his hand. I knew I was in for a beating but I was too tired to care. "Where have you been girl?" He slurred in a semi snarl.

"You're drunk again aren't you?"

"Don't take that tone of voice with me girl! As long as you live under my roof you will obey my rules or suffer the consequences."

"Can we talk about this tomorrow? You're too drunk to even talk properly and I'm exhausted. Goodnight." I replied half sighing half yawning.

"You're not going anywhere young lady until you answer some questions!" Charity's father replied slamming his fist down on the table.

"Fine. Lets get this over with. Like I said, I am exhausted and I have a long week ahead of me, so I would like to get to bed as soon as possible, if you don't mind."

All of a sudden I felt the sting of Charity's father's hand across my face once more. "Don't you disrespect me girl! Don't you dare derogate or deride me! This is my home little girl not yours and you will treat me with respect!"

I stifled a laugh and Charity's father looked up at me angrily. "What is so funny girl?" He demanded grabbing my face in between his thumb and index finger.

I jerked my face away and then replied "nothing it's just that you sound like the shadow man from Disney's The Princess and the frog when you are drunk." I replied receiving another slap across the face in reply.

"You just won't learn will you? Perhaps the sting of my belt upon your backside will teach you some manners." My Charity's father said unbuckling his belt.

He had just removed his belt when there came a knock on the door. "Charity, do me a favor sweetheart, go see who's at the door for me. I've got to teach your sister a lesson."

"As you wish father." Charity replied with a smile. "Hello can I help you?"

"Yes, I'm looking for Catherine is she home?" I heard a very familiar voice ask.

"She's not available at the moment." Charity replied with a slight giggle.

"Oh?" Draco asked raising an eyebrow in concern.

"Father is in one of his moods tonight. She was disrespectful to him when she came home. She should have known better then to talk back to him. I'm glad it's her and not me. My father's punishments can be well, they can be extremely painful. Catherine will be lucky if she is able to walk by the time his anger is satisfied." Charity replied with another giggle.

At this, Draco's eyes flashed a deep blood red and He growled. "It's very rude you know, to leave someone standing outside. Are you going to invite me in? Or do you intend on allowing me to catch my death of cold?"

"I'm so sorry, where are my manors? Of course, please come on in Mr?"

"Alucard. Please inform your father of my presence immediately."

"I'd rather not. Like I said earlier, my father is in one of his moods, and I don't want to get on his bad side. Is he expecting you?"

"No."

"Then you might want to come back another time."

"I don't think so. We have things to discuss. Now please inform him of my arrival." Charity shakes her head no causing Draco to frown. "Charity, look at me. Look deep into my eyes. Deeper. Deeper. You are now under my control. You will do as I instruct you to with no questions asked."