Lady In The House Ch. 12

Danny gave Angie a minute to absorb what he had told her, and then he went on.

"Now; I'm going to punish you because your arsehole brother can't do what he's told. You can beg, you can plead, you can offer anything you like but it ain't going to stop what I'm going to do to you!"

"You struggle and it'll get worse, you scream and it'll get worse, you do anything other than cooperate; it'll get worse."

"If you think what's happening to you is unbearable; just imagine what it would be like if I did it to your daughter instead; ok?" Danny threatened with an almost sickeningly friendly tone.

Angie gulped and nodded. The thought of this freak touching her daughter was enough to force her into cooperation. A ball of intense hatred and resentment towards her brother was building inside her. She couldn't imagine what it must be like to be forced to crossdress and commit unspeakable homosexual acts, but it didn't matter. What mattered was that the poison associated with Mike's incarceration had spread outside the walls of Chelmsford and infected his sister and niece!

"Ok, are you going to behave, or do I have to cut you and then punish your daughter and brother?" Danny hissed into her ear and bought the knife back against her throat and then took it away an inch or two.

"Yes," Angie whimpered, resigned to her fate.

Danny spun her around in his arms and pulled her against him. He mashed his lips against hers and forced his tongue inside her mouth. Angie tasted his sour breath and tried not to gag.

He took hold of one of her hands and forced it between their bodies.

"Take it out!" he ordered.

Angie knew what he meant and realised resistance was futile. She could feel the heat coming from the bulge in his jeans and as she struggled to get her hand on his flies he humped and rubbed against her, panting into her mouth.

She found the zipper on his fly and slowly pulled it down. When she got it all the way down she suddenly felt the knife against the back of her neck.