Sherry's Story

Daddy Dearest

Disclaimer: I don’t own the rights to anything associated with the Sin City franchise.

A/N: After a major re-write, I am re-posting this chapter. This chapter contains strong M/F adult material.

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“How would you like to go to the carnival?” Ben asked me not long after my release from the hospital. “I know you’ve been stuck inside for a long time. It would do you good to get out and tonight is the last night for it. You wanna go?”

I laughed and clapped my hands together. It had been so long since I’d been to one; the last time was with my parents a lifetime ago. “Are you kidding? I’d love to!”

We left in good time and rode nearly every ride. When we were inside the Haunted House ride, I cuddled up to Ben’s hard body and pretended to be scared. Every so often, his hand would periodically caress my breast, making me very aroused. In return, I put my hand in his lap and using the very low lighting to my advantage, I pulled down the zipper of his pants. I wasted no time in sliding my hand inside his shorts until I was caressing him.

All of a sudden, the ride ground to a stop. The generator lights came on and flooded the area with a dim red light but even so, it was still deliciously dark enough for what I wanted to do. We were at the back of the ride and no one could see us. We could, however, see all those who were seated ahead of us. Ben and I weren’t the only ones who took advantage of the unexpected blackout to engage in a quick grope and feel.

“It’s a good thing the ride broke down when it did or you’d have a hell of a time trying to cover up that hard-on.”

“I’m going to make you pay for that, you little cocktease,” Ben whispered in my ear, tweaking my nipple hard enough to make me gasp. He trailed his lips across my cheek and neck before going lower. The area between my neck and shoulder was extremely sensitive and Ben knew this better than anyone. He took pleasure in alternately nipping and suckling my heated flesh with just enough pressure so I would have hickeys the next morning.

I moaned when I felt his hand skim over the crotch of my panties. I spread my legs wider to give him better access and he retaliated for my earlier tormenting of his groin by doing the same to me. Now I was the one being teased to near-madness!

“You are being deliberately bad tonight, and where I come from, bad girls who tease men have to be punished. And I know just the way to do it too,” Ben whispered in my ear. “As soon as we get home, I’m gonna put you over my knee and spank that delectable bottom of yours until you beg for mercy.”

“What else are you going to do to me for being such a bad cocktease?”

“I’ll tie you to the bed,” he suggested with an evil twinkle in his eyes. “I know a few things about tying people up and doing what I want to them. And making them do what I want to me.”

“I suppose once I’m tied up, I’ll be completely helpless until you decide to let me go.”

“If I decide to let you go,” Ben corrected, his eyes gleaming. “And I won’t do that until you do what I want.”

“Such as?”

“I’m not tellin’,” he said with a smirk. “You’ll have to wait and see.”

“Not even a hint?” I pouted.

“All right.” Ben leaned over until his lips touched my ear before he whispered, “I’ll take that clit of yours into my mouth and tease it until it’s as hard and throbbing as I am right now. I’ll nip and suckle and lick until you are screaming for mercy. But I will not show you any. You’ll be begging me to let you come but I won’t let you.”

“You’re pretty damn sure of yourself, aren’t you?” I said, tossing my head.

“I am sure of myself,” Ben replied. “You’re forgetting that I know exactly what you like in bed. Besides, you won’t be able to do anything about it because you’ll be tied up, remember? And because you won’t be able to get free, I’m gonna fuck you in every fun way there is. Every now and then, I’ll make you take me in your mouth just to show you who is the boss.”

My breathing was getting heavy as images of what he was talking about flashed through my head. As a result, my pussy was getting hotter by the minute as I listened to those wonderful ideas of his. Being dominated by Ben was turning me on to a degree I never imagined.

I could already see myself lying on the bed, my arms and legs spread wide as Ben tied them to the bedposts. Unable to move and unable to prevent Ben from doing whatever he wanted to my body. He would be able to touch, kiss and lick any part of me he desired. Being the incredibly talented lover that he was, I had no doubt Ben would have me screaming for him to let me climax. As I continued to think about it, I could feel the blood rushing to my clit and nipples, making me quiver with anticipation.

Ben chuckled as he stroked my flushed cheeks. “I’m going to keep you on the edge for a long, long time then I’m gonna…Aw, damn it. The power’s back.”

The lights came on and the cars chugged ahead slowly toward the exit. The two doors that led outside opened and the ride was over. I heard Ben zip up his pants and I smirked when he took off his coat and hung it over his arm so it covered his very obvious erection. I stood on my tiptoes and whispered in Ben’s ear: “Let’s blow this popsicle stand and get back to your place. The sooner the better.”

“Why?”

“First, you are so hard that your zipper is about to split wide open. Second, because of what you said about tying me up and spanking me, I am very, very wet.”

“Wet? How wet?”

“If I wasn’t wearing panties right now, the grass would be drenched with something that isn’t water.”

“Show me,” Ben said, his eyes dark with lust.

“Not here,” I said. I looked around and after giving the area a good once-over, I grabbed his hand and led him to an empty, secluded part of the fairgrounds where a solitary picnic table was located. Because Ben was so tall, he sat on the seat and I stood in front of him. As soon as he was seated, my hand went into my panties. I smeared a copious amount of moisture onto my fingers and took my hand out, bringing it close enough to Ben’s face so that he see that my fingers were glistening with my juices. His nostrils flared and he growled deep in his throat as he inhaled my scent.

He took my hand and slowly licked my fingers clean as if he were savouring the sweetest honey. “More,” he growled hoarsely. “No, don’t move. I’ll get it for myself.” Ben hitched up my skirt, took my buttocks in his hands and ground his face against me. He pushed aside the crotch of my panties so he could have unrestricted access to his goal.

“Damn, kid, you are wet,” Ben chuckled when he came up for air. Before I could answer, his tongue was between my legs again, sliding up and down my now-drenched slit. He gently inserted his middle finger inside of me, while his lips encircled my nub. I moaned loudly, not caring if anyone was nearby. My nails dug deep into the back of his neck as he brought me closer to ecstasy. When I came, I was dimly aware of my pussy walls clutching and grabbing around Ben’s fingers. When it was over, my knees felt like rubber. Ben’s arms were around me, steadying me and once my breath and equilibrium returned, I immediately went to my knees in front of him.

In less than a minute, Ben’s dick was deep in my mouth. I was stroking his balls gently, to add to his pleasure. I didn’t have the slightest objection to giving him a blowjob where we might be discovered at any moment. If anything, getting caught was extremely arousing. And if anyone came by, they would see a woman giving pleasure to the man that she loved—nothing more, nothing less.

“No, Sherry,” Ben said, zipping himself up and adjusting his clothes. He wanted me to stop before the flicker of desire I awakened in him could become full-blown lust.

“Why’d you want me to stop?” I asked as Ben pulled me to my feet.

“I heard someone coming this way,” Ben said. “But once we get to the car and out on the road, you can finish what you started...”

“But that’ll be dangerous, won’t it? I mean, how can you concentrate on driving when my mouth is around your cock?”

“I’ve done it before.” Ben realized what he’d said and he bit his lip. “I’m sorry, kid; I shouldn’t have said that...”

“That’s okay, Ben,” I said. I had to admit I was a little jealous, but I wasn’t going to be angry with him about his slip of the tongue. “Before we met each other, you had girlfriends just as I had boyfriends. Besides, it’ll be a challenge for me to see if I can be better than she was. Come on, let’s get going. There’s a four-poster bed at home with our names on it!”

Ben’s lips curled up into a slow smile that was full sensual promises and sexual delights that I felt weak at the knees as I looked at him. Hand in hand, we started walking quickly to where his car was parked.

“Ah, so this is your new girlfriend, Ben? I have to say she’s the cutest little thing. Very young, too.”

We both turned around to see Senator Roarke standing there. I saw, as Ben did not, the way that the politician’s eyes raked over me, as if he were undressing me with his eyes. As I turned away, I saw that the Senator’s younger son was standing slightly behind his father. Roarke Junior smirked at me and I saw the flash of his Harvard ring on his right hand. The very ring that had left me unable to have children. The blood seemed to freeze in my veins and I felt faint.

“Yes, sir. Thank you sir,” Ben replied, putting his arm through mine and he squeezed my hand reassuringly. Knowing he was there at my side gave me the strength to recover.

“Aren’t you going to introduce me?” The Senator’s smile widened as he shifted his oily gaze to me again. I shook my head in disbelief when it struck me that he was going to stand there and pretend that he’d never met me before.

I dug my fingernails into Ben’s arm but he never flinched or told me to stop. He knew how frightened I was, being next to the men who hurt me so badly. The trauma and the fear I had suffered still gave me nightmares. But I never told Ben about them.

Roarke started talking about everyday things, filling the awkward silence with inane pleasantries but I wasn’t listening. All I knew was that I had to get away from that monster as soon as possible.

“Ben, I’m getting tired. Can I have the car keys? I want to lie down for a while.”

“Not leaving on my account, are you?”

I was about to answer rudely but I stopped myself from saying what was in my heart. Despicable as the Senator was, he was still Ben’s employer.

“Don’t rush off, Ben, I wanted to discuss my itinerary for my trip to Seoul next month,” Roarke said sharply when Ben turned to follow me.

“I’ll be with you as soon as I can,” Ben whispered as he handed me the keys. I stalked off without a backward glance and headed toward the parking lot. It was now late in the evening and I underestimated how far away the car was. The further I got from the neon lights, the harder it was to find the car among all the others that were parked nearby. After a few wrong turns and a lot of guesswork blended with sheer luck, I finally found it. I had just put the keys in the driver’s side when I felt a hard hand clamp down on my shoulder.

“Hello, Sherry. Long time, no see.”

I whirled around. That voice could only belong to the one man in the world I never wanted to see again: Tom. He stood in front of me, a police flashlight in his hand.

“How did you find me?” I frantically looked around for Ben but Tom deliberately shone the beam directly in my face. I was blinded.

“I’m a cop. We know how to find people who don’t want to be found.”

“I won’t go with you! I won’t!”

Tom chuckled. “You don’t have a choice; you’re not of legal age yet. According to the law, I’m still your legal guardian and you’re going back where you belong.”

“No! No! Let me go!” I raised my voice, trying to attract attention, but it was so dark, I couldn’t see anyone around us.

“Go ahead and scream, no one will hear you,” Tom sneered. I knew he was right; the noise of excited yelling from happy carnival goers was so loud, it wouldn’t matter if I screamed or not. I tried to get out from Tom’s grip, but he was too strong. “Still a fighter, eh? Once I get you somewhere alone where we won’t be disturbed, I’m gonna beat it out of you and I’m gonna enjoy every minute of it. Make no mistake about that.”

“I’ll kill myself before I fucking let you touch me again, you bastard!”

“We’ll see about that, won’t we?” Tom said with a smirk. “Now show me what you’ve learned in that whorehouse and give your dear old stepfather a proper kiss.”

Before I knew it, his lips were on mine and his tongue was inside my mouth. Without a moment’s hesitation, I bit down hard. He yelped and pushed me away and wiped the blood from his mouth with his sleeve.

“Oh, I’m going to enjoy teaching you the meaning of respect, and there’s no time like the present.” He raised the hand that held the flashlight and hit me hard across the side of my face. I saw spots. Tom used my disorientation to his advantage by grabbing my forearm and slapping me with his free hand again and again until I stopped fighting.

“Anything wrong, Officer?” a voice asked.

I turned and saw a man in a smart business suit reflected by the flashlight’s beam. A woman was with him—his wife. They were my only chance.

“Please…please, help me!” I begged.

“Shut up!” Tom snapped, twisting my arm again. I gasped from the sharp pain as it raced up to my shoulder but I obeyed. “Don’t listen to her,” Tom replied smoothly, showing the man his badge. “She’s been trolling the fair grounds for business. She made the customers uncomfortable and the owner called me to get rid of her. I’m sure you understand.”

I had to hand it to Tom—when he chose, he could charm the birds from the trees. I’m sure that’s how he got my mother to fall in love with him; too bad she never knew about the monster that lurked behind his handsome face.

My Good Samaritan looked at me and curled his lip in disgust. “I certainly do. Whores like her should know better.”

Whores like me? Who the hell did this guy think he was? I peered at him and then it came to me where I’d seen him before. He had been one of my customers!

The man’s wife had been standing silently by his side but now spoke up. “Whores like you should be locked up,” she sniffed indignantly, raking her gaze over me. “It’s bad enough to sell yourself but to do so where families are trying to have fun? Flaunting your shame in the presence of children! Disgraceful! It’s obvious that your mother was a bad influence on you. Probably drunk all the time, unable to raise you decently!”

I was so mad I could hardly see straight. “Well, if a wife would pay more attention to her husband than to her charities and fundraisers, then he wouldn’t need to come to me for sex, would he?” I deliberately stared into the man’s face but he wouldn’t meet my eyes. I smirked when I saw him flush with embarrassment. He hadn't forgotten our times together either.

“Let’s get going,” the man muttered and he hustled his wife away before I could say anything.

“Have a nice day now, sir. Ma’am,” Tom called out as he touched the brim of his policeman’s cap and nodded as the man and his wife walked away.

I was never going to see Ben again; there was no way I could even say goodbye. Whenever I hesitated or slowed my steps, Tom tightened his grip.

“You're hurting me!”

“Good. You deserve it for trying to brain me with that lamp. I owe you for that and stealing my wallet from me the night you left, you ungrateful slut. And I’m gonna make you pay.” I tried not to cringe as his hand groped my breast. “You’ve filled out a bit more, I see. I’m going to have a lot of fun in the next few hours discovering everything that’s new about you. I’m sure you learned a few tricks on how to please a man.” He shoved me against the car so that my back was facing him.

Tom groaned in pleasure as he ground his hips against me. I could feel his growing hard-on against my buttocks. Because of the darkness, all he had to do was bend me over the hood, flip up my skirt and rape me then and there and no one would ever know.

To my horror, Tom seemed to read my mind. With one hand, he grabbed me by the back of the neck and pushed me face down onto the car hood. I felt him fumbling with his pants. I knew I had to say something, anything, to distract him.

“You just wait until Ben finds out about this,” I said, trying to sound brave. “Once he gets his hands on you, he’s gonna rip you limb from limb. You’ll be begging him to kill you.” I was scared shitless at that moment and I hoped to God what I was saying was true.

Tom laughed. “You mean that big dumb fuck I saw you with tonight? The last time I saw him, he was yakking away with Senator Roarke and wasn’t about to leave in a hurry. From what I hear, that boyfriend of yours is all brawn and no brain.”

I froze when I heard Tom’s zipper being pulled down and he edged forward.

“NO!” I yelled. I tried to move but with my stepfather’s hand still on my neck, I couldn’t get the leverage I needed to get away. I could, however, scream and I did. “Ben, I’m over here! Help me!”

Tom chuckled from behind me. “Go ahead, yell and scream for the big brute all you want. On a night as dark as this, he won’t find you before I’m done.”

I knew I had to keep my stepfather talking for as long as possible but pure unadulterated fear took over when I felt his hand reach down and with one hard yank, he ripped my panties off. He reached down and felt between my legs. I was still dripping from my orgasm and Tom misunderstood.

“Only a whore like you would get so wet at getting fucked on the hood of a car.”

“I’m not wet because I want you, you dickhead, I’m wet because I’m having my period!” That wasn’t true but Tom couldn’t know that I was lying. If it is dark and a woman is wet, there is no way for a man to tell the difference between menstrual blood and sexual secretions by touch alone.

Tom uttered a sound of disgust and withdrew his hand, wiping it on my clothes. “Doesn’t matter. A hole is a hole and you’ve got another one that I can use just as easily. Better yet, this will hurt a lot more too.”

The brief flicker of hope I had about him changing his mind about raping me was gone. Instead, I only made matters worse. A lot worse.

“Has you boyfriend ever done this to you? I know you give him blowjobs. I saw you going down on the loser earlier this evening.”

“You’re not half the man he is.”

“Bigger doesn’t mean better.”

“It’s always the men with small dicks who say that,” I sneered. I knew I struck a nerve when Tom grabbed me by the hair and my chin was slammed onto the hood.

“Shut up! I’m not afraid of him.”

“You will be before the night is through, dickhead. Get off her,” snarled Ben, his deep gravelly voice was right behind us.

Tom was yanked back and the pressure of his iron grip on my neck was gone. I slid off the hood and onto the ground with a hard thump. As I lay on the cool grass trying to collect myself, I heard Ben and Tom exchange blows and the sound of a man’s body hit the ground not far from me. I knew which of them was more likely to be knocked on his ass without having to look.

“Are you okay?” Ben asked, reaching down to give me a hand. I took it gratefully and stood up. I stepped out of my torn panties which were pooled on the ground by my feet.

“Let’s get out of here. This place is too public for what I want to do to your dear Uncle Tom.” Ben scanned the surrounding area with an experienced eye, trained to look for the slightest bit of trouble. “We’re far enough from the general crowd but you never know. Now it’s your turn to get a gun in the back, pal. Move. I ain’t gonna ask you twice.”

We walked until we got to where Tom’s police cruiser was parked.

“Sherry, I want you to take my car and go to my place. Lock the door as soon as you get inside. Don’t answer the phone.”

“What are you going to do?” I asked.

“Tom and I are gonna go for a drive.”

“Like hell we are! I’m not going anywhere with you!”

Ben jabbed his handgun under Tom’s ribs. “You're gonna do exactly as you’re told.”

Tom must have heard something in Ben’s tone for now he was getting scared. “I have to tell you some things about her. You have to listen to me!”

“I don’t have to do anything just because you say so. I’m a big dumb fuck, remember? All brawn and no brain?”

“Okay, okay. I’m sorry for calling you that. Listen, I don’t know what she’s told you, but I know things that she hasn’t.”

“I’ve already told Ben everything you did to me,” I snapped.

Tom got a crafty look in his eye. “Everything? I doubt that. I know there are two things you might’ve forgotten to mention.”

I felt a tightening in my gut. I knew that Tom was going to tell Ben about the times he made me climax. What would be Ben think about me when he heard that?

“Shaddap,” Ben snarled, as he brought his gun down on Tom’s head. Tom fell to the ground, unconscious.

“Get going, Sherry,” Ben said as he leaned down and kissed me. “I’ll be home as soon as I can.”

“Be careful, Ben. Don’t underestimate him, even for a second,” I said. I got into Ben’s car and drove away. I didn’t have my driver’s license, but I knew how to drive. I knew if I kept under the speed limit, drove carefully, kept to the less-travelled streets, the police wouldn’t have any reason to stop me. As I turned the car onto the road, I looked in the rear-view mirror and when the interior light of the cruiser came on because of the open door, I saw Ben pick up Tom’s body and shove him into the backseat.