Sua Farfalla

Mandy, the unintentional savior

(A/N: f****d up content ahead you guys. You've been warned...) 

Jenna's POV:

There, right in front of me was my step father jacking off while sitting on my armchair, looking directly into my eyes with a sinister glint to his gaze.

"That", he spoke with a voice full of lust, "was an amazing show". He said, pumping himself one last time before letting go of his manhood.

"You know, when my brother called dibs on you, I never truly understood why he thought you'd be... pleasing. But now that I've seen you do this... mmh, I might have changed my mind".

His voice gave out the fact that he was drunk, and at the moment all I could do was hold the sheets towards my body, covering it completely, and awaiting his next move.

Taking on a drunk man without thinking it through couldn't possibly end well.

"You know what you reminded me of?" He suddenly asked. "A slut", he concluded.

"At first, when I got home and heard moans coming from upstairs, I thought my wife was getting some, but once I realized it was coming from your room..." he said with a slight smirk.

'This won't end well at all', I thought to myself.

"Maybe she thought we weren't at home, that was my first idea, but when I noticed your door was unlocked, I got the message baby" he slurred out, making me unimaginably uncomfortable.

"Wh- what do you mean?", I heard myself ask, although I never registered the question leaving my mouth.

"You waited for a day when Mandy wasn't home, you left the door unlocked for me to come in, you touched yourself knowing I was here. You wanted me bad didn't you, w***e?"

At this, my heart started pounding a thousand times per minute and my hands started shaking.

He suddenly stood up, still naked from the waist down, and stood there looking intently into my eyes.

"But the show finished too early, little girl, I didn't get the chance to release my load", he said faking a pout which almost made me gag.

"Are you gonna be a good little slut and help me finish, or do I have to make you? And trust me, I have no problem either way", he said with a sinister tone.

At that point, I realized something: this man is Roger's brother. 

If they're anything alike, which I see they are, he's gonna become super aggressive and hurt me deeply if I resist.

An idea I hated way too much popped into my mind, but I knew it was probably the best option I had right now.

Faking an innocent look, I smiled slightly and seductively said.

"I knew you'd realize my true intentions, you're just so smart" 

I could see a smirk appearing in the corner of his mouth, which meant he was already falling for my act.

"And I'm sorry I didn't let you finish, I just wanted to do that for you in another way...", I trailed off while licking my lips.

I could literally see him getting harder with each word I spoke, and at that time, I came to understand this could only end in two ways, a lucky escape or a brutal assault. 

And something in his eyes told me Gerald is even worse than Roger.

"What do you have in mind, trashy w***e?", he asked, making me feel dirtier than I've ever felt in my life.

Pushing those feelings aside, I continued talking with my seductive voice. 

"Why don't you lie here on my bed, relax, and let me fix that for you", I said while pointing at his noticeable hard on.

A disgusting smirk played on his lips as he approached me. 

Once he was right in front of my face, he let one of his fingers trail down my body while his nose made its way towards my neck, inhaling my scent like the dog he is.

'Gosh, I really really hate it when they do that', I thought.

"I always knew just how dirty you really were, I might just tell my brother we're gonna have to share you... Now, why don't you show me what you can do little girl?"

He then positioned himself on the bed, arms resting behind his head, spreading his legs so that I can fit in between them.

Okay, I had two options: I could find something to hit him with and hope he blacks out, but I knew that could very easily backfire and end up in him getting incredibly angry at me, and by his level of drunkenness, I'd say that wouldn't end so well for me.

So I decided to go with the second option all together.

My potato self would have to run.

I let my hand trace his arm and chest lightly, suppressing the need to vomit, while I spoke. 

"Why don't you close your eyes and relax for me, huh? I want you to enjoy this" I softly told him.

With that, a huge grin appeared on his face as if his greatest fantasy was finally coming true. 

He then closed his eyes, the stupid grin never leaving , when I started stroking his arm harder.

"Are you ready?" I asked him while quietly backing up towards the bathroom door, hoping to the heavens he wouldn't open his eyes.

"I've been ready for a long time, now get on with it, show daddy what your slutty mouth can do", he said smugly, smiling even wider when he called himself my 'daddy'.

But didn't really get to finish his sentence before I closed the bathroom door behind me and locked it without a second to spare.

I then heard him stand up quickly and started cursing once he realized what I had done.

He started banging on the door harshly, so hard to the point I knew he'd break it if he kept it up.

"You little w***e! You think you can play me like that, huh??", he spoke with venom in his voice. 

"If you think my little brother is harsh on you, wait and see what happens when I put my hands on you, you slut".

He banged the door stronger and stronger, and I cried out once I heard the screws moving from their places.

"Yeah, you should cry b***h. You think you can tempt me and then disappear? This isn't a f*****g movie or a book, you're not getting out of this one", he laughed evilly. 

"There's no knight in shining armor that's gonna save you honey, it's just you and me today. You're screwed, w***e".

He 's right. 

No one's gonna save me from this one... I'm as good as dead, I thought while I saw one of the screws fall to the ground. 

He's gonna kill me, if not worse.

Just then, I heard Mandy's car pull over at our driveway, and the sound of a car door opening and closing could be heard. 

The harsh banging on the door stilled, and I silently heard him curse under his breath.

"You're lucky she's home early from her f**k buddy, but don't mistake this coincidence for a permanent solution. Oh, no. This isn't over, slut. Wait until I get you alone again...". He spoke evilly before his retreating steps could be heard.

I then let out a breath I didn't know I had been holding the whole time.

Who would have thought? 

Mandy, the unintentional savior.