Torn Between Two

Astrid clutched her stomach waiting for the next blow to come. The blow she knew that would likely knock her into a deep sleep for hours. She had gotten use to the beatings her father gave her everyday after school. She could remember them as far as the age of 12. Now she was 19.  Seven years she had dealt with the beatings ever since her mother passed. Everyday she would come home from school and the first thing that would happen before and could even get to her room was the greeting of her father's first coming in contact with her stomach. He always avoided her face knowing she had to go to school. Her father was smart enough to leave no marks that could be seen.      Today was different. Today he didnt seem to care to avoid her face. She could feel her lip swollen and split . Blood running from the gash above her eye. She knew it was gonna scar. As she waited for the last blow to come which seemed to take for ever all she could think a out was to welcome the darkness. Because then her father would stop and leave her be until the next beating which would likely be again tomorrow when she got home from school.   Her father pulled his foot back once more with full force and kicked her one last time before he turned and stormed up the steps from the basement. Slamming the door shut behind him he mumbled something about staying in the basement until he felt like letting her out to make them supper.  Before she welcomed the dark she heard the bolts to the door sliding across locking her in for the next 3 hrs before she had to make them supper. Letting out a rugged gasp of air as she struggled to breath she managed to drag herself to the old mattress in the corner before she passed out for some sleep she desperately needed.      She was shaken roughly out of her sleep by her father. And then grabbed by the hood of her sweater and dragged upstairs.  Her eyes screamed at the brightly lit kitchen. She had been in a poorly lit basement for over 3 hours before being allowed to emerge into a normal room. She let out a groan of pain as she felt her bruises as she tried to get up from the floor.  " Time to cook supper. It better be ready in under 2 hours I'm starved. Everything you need is in the fridge. Don't burn it or ruin it. " her father told her gruffly. " unless you want another beating take my warning to heart." He stated as he grabbed a 12 pack from the fridge.  Astrid was use to her father drinking daily. Ever since her mother died it's all he ever did. Stay home and get drunk all day. Shuffling slowly to the fridge she began to pull out what was needed for dinner.  Pulling out the needed pots and pans for supper she unpacked the two thick steaks she had purchased a few days ago. she cut up some onions and peppers and tossed them in to add flavor to the already cooking steak. She peeled and cut the potatoes and threw them in the pot. Dinner wasnt going to be ready for a other 45 mins. She heard some squeals from the living room so she decided to peek in the living room. To no surprise her father had a female topless sitting on his lap. She was flirting and giggling as his hands groped the women's ass.   " Oh Arty would you stop teasing so" the blonde haired women cooed at her father. Her father let out a dominating growl in response to the women. Her father placed his open beer on the table and placed both his hands on the women's hip. Letting out a nasty grin he let his tongue tease the women's erected n****e. As his other hand was cupping the other.  Making a face Astrid turned away to go pay attention to dinner just as her father began to bounce the women on his lap. It wasn't surprising that her father had an easy skank on his lap. He would do this at least twice a week. Ever since her mother passed. Her father had been screwing women left and right for 3 years now.. at least her father had the decency to wait to f**k skanks after her mother died.  She tried to drown the moans and growls out as she worked on dinner.  She poked the steak with a fork to see how tender it was. It was almost to her father's liking. In another 20 mins dinner would be done.. just as she was about to add some seasoning to the steak she felt a hand cup her ass from behind and a form body press against her. She stiffened and slowly tightened her grip on the forknsje was holding ready to stab if she needed to. " Awe don't be so tense love." A all to well familiar voice drawled out. " let's have some fun just like your daddy is." The stench of alcohol passed to her nostrils and she felt a hand come and wrap around her waist as the warmth of the hand on her ass moved to cup her breast. " Bill let go of me" she managed to say as a pair of lips begin to slobber all over her neck. " I..I have to cook dinnertime dads gonna get kissed if it's not on time" she stammered out trying to wiggle her way out his grip but he tightened his grip on her as he left out a possessive growl. " Oh come on it will be fun" he drawled out as his slimy tongue flickered across her earlobe. . Letting out a sigh she dug her elbow into his side as hard as she could and stomped on his foot.  Letting it a growl of pain he let her go but regained his sense and grabbed her by the arms and threw her over the table bent over holding her in place. " you'll pay for that you b***h" he growled out as he held her arms behind her tonleep her from struggling. Using his free hand he fumbled with his belt and buttons to his pants.. Taking his leg he spread her legs apart.  Astrid struggled to get free from Bill's grip. Bill bent down over her and growled in dominance  " you will take it like the good little b***h you are." He smiled as he struggled to get her pants down past her waist..  All.of a sudden the weight from her body was lifted from her. As Bill was thrown across the room.  " Bill you know better not to ruin my daughter" growled her father. As he dragged the man back to the living room. Before disappearing he turned to her " Finish dinner then and set the table then go to your room and stay there until school." Her father growled as he threw Bill into the loving room.