Chapter 3

Scarlett’s POV

“Get on that fucking bed right now, you drunk little slut. Daddy’s not done with you yet.”

He hauled my drunk, shaky body back onto the bed like I weighed nothing, shoving me flat on my back right next to Mom’s sleeping form.

My head hit the pillow so close to hers I could smell the sex still on her skin, that thick musky scent of cum and sweat that made my stomach twist even while my pussy throbbed harder.

My short party dress was already bunched up around my waist like a useless belt, my tits completely out and heaving with every ragged breath I...