Chapter 1 #4
It doesn’t matter who is who to me, because they’re all my enemy. I have few happy moments with my family, and the one memory I remember of my mother is that she used to sing to me. Even that was right before she tried to drown me.
My mother wasn’t right in the head, and that’s also due to my father being who he is.
Men in expensive clothes reach for me, and I use my knife to the best of my ability, struggling to stay on my feet until my Uncle Elio throws himself on top of me and squeezes my right hand until I release my weapon.
He’s bleeding like a stuck pig, but he manages to use my knife with his good hand to cut my dress off my body as several other men hold me down.
“You’re full of piss and vinegar, I’ll fucking give you that,” he says, breathing heavily.
“You’re grown men, and you can’t handle little old me?” I ask, my pulse beating wildly in my ears.
Fuck, fuck, fuck, this is going to be so bad. My hands are bound over my head with a necktie, and pants are pulled down as each man taunts me about how well they’re going to dick me down.
Since it’s all I can see as they drop to their knees, I think about how they are all veiny, purple, or have sagging balls.
I do anything I can do to distract myself from how they’re using their disgusting cocks on me.
My pussy and asshole remain slick free, making me believe even more that I am not into men.
“Stay still!” Papa pokes his head out to alpha bark me and I freeze, even as my mind screams that this isn’t possible.
I am his daughter! Why protect me for so long, only to throw it all away now.
“Elio, take care of your hand. Jesus, she’s just a little ragazza, and you let her get the best of you.
I’ll call the doctor to see if he can reattach the fuckers. ”
“Aren’t you worried about this?” Elio asks, getting off me.
“The doctor can take care of whatever you break. You only have a couple of hours before she needs to get ready to meet her fiancé for the first time.”
I can’t see my father anymore as the pin is yanked from my hair and I’m completely immobilized as someone grabs hold of my long mane. I try to keep my lips closed against the cock pressing against them, but cruel, ringed fingers squeeze my jaw until I have to open my mouth.
“Don’t fucking bite me, whore.” Tony. He holds my face tightly, undoubtedly bruising me as he shoves his dick so far inside of my mouth, I gag as he finds a rhythm.
“She wasn’t strong enough to keep you off her, so she has to deal with the consequences.
I have to warn you, I plied her with a good amount of whiskey.
She may not be much fun for you soon,” Papa scoffs.
“Weakness isn’t acceptable in this family.
All I need is her virginity intact. She has to bleed on Nico’s cock on their wedding night. Other than that, enjoy.”
The door slams shut again, and I know I’m on my own. The cock in my mouth reminds me of musk and old socks, an untenable thing even on its best day. I twist and buck my hips, but my energy is diminishing quickly. Too much alcohol, and not enough mobility is taking its toll.
My legs are shoved up to my tits in an effort to test my flexibility, and someone spits on me. I understand the basic mechanics of sex, but it still strikes terror inside of me as I feel something bulbous and hard tap my ass.
I struggle even though there’s nowhere for me to go, and the cock in my mouth is ripped away.
“Listen, whore, you better fucking make this good for us!”
The cock is pulled from my mouth seconds before I’m flipped onto my stomach, even more disoriented than I already was, and helpless tears run down my face.
I thought I’d be stronger than this, but I’m just a stupid girl in a man’s world.
A belt hits my back, making me grit my teeth as pain floods my senses.
I will not fucking scream for these miserable pieces of shit.
The pain continues as fingers push their way into my mouth, which is a mistake when they hit my gag reflex.
Liquor and vomit escapes violently, making me cough even harder when someone kicks my ribs in disgust. Apparently it’s not enough to repulse the men around me, because my legs are forced up until whoever is behind me can force his cock into my asshole.
I can’t keep the scream from escaping my lips, and my hair is wretched back to be face fucked by yet another man’s cock. There are alphas and betas surrounding me, eager to get a taste of the boss’ daughter, despite how close the familial relationships may be.
I can feel my mind drifting despite how much everything hurts.
The alcohol has me firmly in its grip, and it’s the greatest kindness my father ever could have given me.
Darkness encroaches as fluids are sprayed across my skin, and I pass out as I hear the men around me arguing about who's going to fuck me next.
There’s no more fight in me.
I’m so sorry, Vero.
I really did try. I never had a fucking chance. Please, please, stay away.
Have at it boys. My body hasn’t been mine since I was born, and I know nothing will ever change. I’ll still belong to whoever claims ownership next.