Chapter 3

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Almost rape. Is seen in this chapter. Please proceed at you own comfort.

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...Evelyn...

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"Father, It's me Daniella. I am here to talk about something important."

"Who is that?" I heard an unknown voice from inside the room. Followed by the sound of glass being broken.

*Clank*

I hear something fall, something metal. Oh no, what's going on?

With ruffling of clothes I hear footsteps, hard yet clumsy footsteps. The closer it got, the more scared I became. Maybe meeting the Duke at this time of night was not the right idea. Should I just run back to my room and pretend I didn't come tonight?

I was second guessing myself when the doors flung open. A man with messy white hair, red droopy eyes and crumbled cloths stood in front of me. And he stinks of alcohol.

Shit. The Duke is an alcoholic. An awful case of alcoholism.

"Hmm… You'll do..." saying this I was pulled into the room with the door being closed shut with a loud bang.

Front of me is a large room with a huge desk piled with paper and alcohol. A sitting area near the desk with a table which also was covered with bottles of intoxication.

The grip on my hand tighten hurting my wrist. When suddenly I was yanked and thrown on the couch. "TSK... Ouch!!." I said balling up as I hurt my back.

"Shhh...now keep quite girl, and we will have some fun." He said now right on to of me.

No...Oh, no no...oh no nO NO!!!!! What is this guy thinking of doing. He is my father, well not my father but Daniella's father. How can he not recognize his daughter????

"N-O leave me…!!" I saId while pushing him,, but the old man is stronger than I can ever be. It's like he was a slime or a liquid as regardless of where ever I push or hit him he keeps sticking to me as if he is not heart.

Regardless of my resistance his hands started moving south, with his swiftly pulling my skirt up. Tearing away my stockings he pulled the loungewear right up exposing almost everything.

"Duke, wake up it me your daughter" I said desperately.

"Heh, you think I am the Duke ? And that you are my daughter?" the man said almost laughing.

What does he mean is he not the Duke? Then where is he?

"Wait then where is my Father? He will surely not forgive you" I said trying to push him back which I was almost successful in doing when I was pinned down with both of my hands above me. Taking the satin belt from my overcoat he tied it. Then caressing my face from my forehead to my lip he extended his finger said, "not a word."

Covering my mouth with his hand he yanked the cloth covering my brsts and started niblng on them ,startling me causing to let out a voice so foreign.

"Ahh..."

"Who is it Ken?" A man who I now assume is sitting on the chair behind the large desk hiding among the pile of paper and bottle.

Leaving my brst to answer the question he Pinched and turned my nipples while saying,

"Some girl, she looks okay." He says bringing his finger to thighs and slightly spreading my two leg. Sliding his fingers near to my undergarments he is now doing and up and down motion.

"From where did a girl appear? Wait, is it my daughter?" The man asked again. The man stopped, now positioning himself on top of me said,

"Mmm..." Sliding down his chain "She was claiming to be so, but who cares a woman is a woman."

Taking out his pnis he is now holding it up to my face. It's hot and stiff. No don't tell me this is actually happening.

If what I understand from this situation is correct is that that guy talking from the desk behind me is the Duke and the guy trying to use me is the first in command of the Imperial army.

He is almost the age of 59, how can he do such a degenerate thing with a girl as young as his daughter?

Removing his hand from his mouth he inserts two fingers into my mouth. Choking me.

"You see this? This going inside you." he said in a perverted way.

The thought of what might be happening to me is making my skin crawl. I can feel the puke building up. The unnerving urge to rip his dck right of, but I can't. He is too strong.

"A woman might be a woman, but my daughter is not any other woman."

"Oh shut up, your daughter doesn't ever care about you."

Taking his hand out just as he was about to shove it in I shout.

"Father!!!" this earned me a slap from the person try to get pleasured by me.

*Bang *

"Bastard that is my daughter" Footsteps from the desk neared my table and with a strong punch the person above me is now in the floor.

Without giving me a look the Duke pulled up my overcome sort of covering me and said

"Leave, we'll talk in the morning"

Scared for my life and the monstrous look on the Dukes face made me sprint away as fast as I could.

Reaching my room I asked for a bath to be prepared, scrubbing my body and face off of the man's remnants I still can't forget the feeling of the man's touch.

Getting into my bed I try to come back to my senses but the only thought that went on my mind were what happened in the past one hour during my seemingly normal visit to my "Father".

"Well, Happy day one of your Survival Contest Evelyn, You are doing great."

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