I stand there, at the will of Mikkel who had me pinned to the door by my throat.

"Oh, I see. That's rich ain't it. Daddies girl likes it when men aren't afraid of him, hm?"he asks.

I make a gargled response from the pressure if his hand on my throat.

"I-i-"he cuts me off.

"Don't speak. Quiet."I follow his orders as his thumb moves off my throat and up my chin.

"You do like it, hm."he says, pressing his thumb into my mouth.

I whimper, sucking his thumb as he smiles.

I begin to almost throb for him, my eyes glossing over with lust.

"I think I know what you want, right?"he says, his free hand coming to my thigh near the end of my skirt.

"Do you want me to touch you, Tiffany?"he asks, his hands inching up my skirt.

My breathing hitches and I shake my head.

"Then stop me."he says, his fingers hooking into my underwear and pulling them down.

I moan, wiggling my hips to help him get them down.

"I think I'm gonna fuck you right here against the door. Right where your daddy can hear you."he says softly.

He presses his lips against mine, his thumb still in my mouth.

He pulls his thumb out of my mouth and turns me around, pressing my face against the door.

He pulls my skirt up over my bum and presses himself against me.

I moan as he smiles against my cheek.

"What do you want?"he asks with a smile.

I had never done anything like this. And I could bet money that he knew that already.

I hear the shuffle of his pants coming undone and I bite my lips to keep my teeth from chattering.

.....

Stephen huffs as Vinnie pours him a double shot of whiskey.

"Do you think what I do effects Tiff in a bad way?"Stephen asks.

"Nah man, you're a good dad Stevie."Vinnie says as he sits down.

"I mean, she must know what I do for a living right? Either that or she'll have to be curious about where all this money comes from."Stephen says.

"She's a good kid man, doesn't ask questions. My kid is a hellion I tell ya, all he does is talk, kid never shuts up."Donnie says.

"I think that's part of my problem though, I don't think Tiff and I talk enough. Ever since her mother-"Stephen was cut off.

"No, no, we ain't talking about that whore on boys night alright."Vinnie says.

"Aye, easy that's still the mother of my kid."Stephen says.

"To hell with that broad, she up and left you guys. For what, some Asian dude with a Honda civic? Fuck outta here."Donnie says.

"She didn't want to be a mom Stevie and that ain't your fault, you have a beautiful relationship with your daughter, and anything you think is wrong can be resolved with a conversation. She ain't like her mother Stevie."Vinnie says.

"You're right hm. I'll be right back."Stephen says, standing up.

....

Stephen walks up the stairs towards Tiffany's room. He knocks and waits for a bit.

Meanwhile, Tiffany was covering her mouth as Mikkel vengefully fucked her from behind.

There were tears streaming her cheeks, and her eyes rolled back in pleasure as Mikkel held her throat tightly.

Stephen knocks again and Mikkel stops his aggressive thrusting.

He reaches up and attempts to pry Tiffany's hands off of her face.

She whimpers as he successfully pulls them from her face and then presses her face against the door.

"Princess? You good in there?"Stephen asks.

"You better talk, princess. "Mikkel mocks before thrusting into her again and making her whimper.

"I-i'm okay daddy."Tiffany whines as Mikkel gropes her breasts, thrusting into her as hard as he could, giving her no time to adjust.

"I was thinking we could talk a little bit. Is Mikkel still in there?"Stephen asks.

"I dunno Tiffany, is Mikkel still in here?"Mikkel mocks, digging his member painfully deep into her and making her cry out.

"H-he's asleep."Tiffany whines.

"Well can I come in love?"he asks.

"No! No daddy I just want t-to go to sleep-"Tiffany breathes before Mikkel grabs her face, forcing her into a sloppy passionate kiss, almost choking her with his tongue as Stephen speaks.

"Well, okay hon. First thing tomorrow."Stephen says.

Tiffany's eyes water, clenching them closed as Mikkel grunts against her lips, thrusting with his full force.

Stephen huffs as he walks back down the hall to the stairs.

.....

I whine as he presses me harder against the door, fucking me against it and causing a loud thumping noise.

Then, quickly he lifts me up, carrying me to my bed and tossing me down onto it.

I gasp as he pulls my hips into the air and pulls me back into his.

I moan into my hands as he begins thrusting again.

.....