Bitter revenge

Laying on my bed I get a sense of lonliness wash over me, ive been here in this god forsaken house for 3 days. I have had meals and water bought to me by none other than Riggs.

Fucking bastard!

He won't talk to me, and I don't say a word to him, I don't even look at him. Apart from Him I've not seen or heard from anyone else in the house.

Steve has left me alone like he said, thank fucking god!

After some eggs on toast I take a shower and dress in some jeans and pale blue sweater.

Its colder in England but I still have no idea where we are!

The door unlocks making me look toward the sound. Steve breezes in like he has right, well I gusee he does.

"Good moring princess" he says in a chirpy tone that makes me want to nut punch him.

"How have you been? Sleeping well hmm" he smiles and stands with his hands in his pockets.

"You could always come and sleep with me... keep daddy nice and warm" he laughs. God he is a sick man!

I turn and look away from him, he dosent like that.

Hes in my face in seconds!

"Fucking answer me.. or so belp me god.. I will make you fucking suffer" he yells at me and grabs my arms hard.

He pushes me down on the bed and climbs on top of me.

Oh god no, get off you you sick fuck!

"Do you feel that princess" he says grinding his hard man hood into my pelvis.

I think I might be sick!

"Daddy is hard for his little girl" he smiles burying his face in my neck with a long groan.

I push at his chest, move my head away from him and generally try to get him off me, but hes to big and too strong.

"Hmmm just like that... daddy likes it when you rub against my cock" he groans in my ear.

Jusus christ, somone help me!

Lifting his head he looks into my eyes, he looks like the devil himself. His eyes are black filled with disgusting lust!

"Now be a good girl and answer me... did you sleep well princess" he asks, the nice smile forming back on his face.

I nod, "yes" I say quietly.

I didnt sleep well, I havent slept well since I was taken. But if he wants nice Marla then thats what he will get, anything to get him off me.

"Good girl... now today you are going to be shown around the house... you will be told who you can and cant speak to... where you can and cant go" he whispers, still laying on top of me.

At least hes not hard anymore! Gross.

"Riggs will be your mentor, he will be your go to person for any questions you may have... but remember if you step out of line even once..." he smiles again, growing hard once more between my open legs.

"Daddy will have to punish you like he does the girls in the basement... and I dont think you will enjoy that half as much as I would" he moans one more time before finally getting off me.

God I need a shower again, I need to get the feel of him off my body.

Feeling brave I ask. "Why" I say it quietly.

He smiles likes hes won the lottery!

"Because your mine princess... you were born to rule by my side... your mother knew it.. and now so do you" he says cooly, like he had this planned from day one.

"What happened to mum" I ask knowing im not going to like the answer.

He takes a step closer to me where im now sitting up in the edge of the bed.

He runs a hand down the face and it takes everything in me not to move.

"Your mother knew that I wanted you.. she did everyhing she could to keep me away... I would have had you years ago if it wasnt for her" he says running his finger down my neck to the top of my breasts.

I shiver, but still I dont move!

"She tried to kill me... more than once" he laughs... "in the end she just got herself killed while I pretended to be dead... it helped make all of this possible... being dead means no one is looking for me"

Fuck!

Hes right, no one would think to look here for me. Hes dead to the world. This shit just got harder.

My mum knew he was sick, why didnt she leave him, take me away. So many fucking questions in my head.

"Come down the the main foyer when you ready... Riggs will give you the grand tour" he says stepping back and walking to the door.

He turns at the last minute. "I love you princess" he adds before walking away whistling a happy tune.

My god who is this man!

Riggs turns up 20 minutes later when I still havent left the room, I dont want a fucking tour.

"Come on. Lets go" he snaps at me from the doorway.

I give him a cold stare!

"NOW" he yells getting me to move. Fuck hes scary when hes angry.

I follow him out into the hall. He stops and spins on me.

"You even think about trying shit.. ill make you hurt so fucking bad you wont be able to walk for a week" he tells me with venom on his tongue.

I nod and square my shoulders.

"Good.. now lets fucking go" he walks off in front of me. I sigh and follow, what choice do I have.

The house has three levels, basement, ground floor and second floor. The ground floor is lavish, expensive furniture, art work on the white walls. Chandaliers hang down from almost every room.

The kitchen is huge and full of staff, all working and milling around.

No one speaks as we walk through, some look terrified, some look bored.

"Dont talk to the fucking staff" Riggs snaps at me making me flinch.

Does he pay them, do they actually want to be here?

There is a theatre room, a games room, a bar. Two dining rooms, three living rooms. A library, and a gym.

Outside is a large outdoor pool, currently covered as its chilly here at the moment. Not that Ill ever use it, unless I can get Steve in there to drown him.

"This is the basement... you dont come down here unless its with me or your father" he says as he reaches the door handle.

Hes not my Father prick!

Waking down the stone steps I get the feeling of dread in the pit of my stomach. Nothing could prepare me for what I was about to see.

My "Steve" is one fucked up individual!