Fetishdoll - Paula's Story

I'm not sure what woke me up. It could have been just that I heard a noise or that I just couldn't sleep, but whatever it was I sat fully awake on the couch. It took me a little while to realize that I heard a noise, it sounded like someone in pain. Now that I think about it, I'm not sure how I didn't wake up. The twins have a big house, but still I should have heard a car driving up, doors opening and shutting.
Something.
The house was very quiet, all except for the sounds coming from somewhere upstairs. They would stop every so often, but then they would start up again. Like someone in pain or...someone having sex.
The floor was cold against my bare feet and I hugged my arms tightly across my chest as I made my way toward the stairs. No lights were on in the house but light poured in from the windows that were all around the kitchen and the den. I stood at the bottom of the stairs and told myself not to go up, just to go back to sleep and ignore what I was hearing. But I had to go on, had to see who was making the noise. My first thought was that maybe one of the girls had brought a guy home and she was having some fun. Well, after the way they had been treating me and everything that had happened, I wasn't about to not have a little fun by checking things out. After all I didn't expect to be able to see anything and certainly didn't expect what was going to come next.
I finally made it to the top of the stairs and silently crept across the floor. I felt very small in the large hallway and realized that anything could be happening only a few feet away. Fear crawled up my back as I found myself tip toeing toward the door. I came up on the door I could hear that someone was certainly going at it. The unmistakable sounds of love making filled the doorway and the hall.
"Uhhhh..please. Please hurry." I heard the girl whisper.
It was definitely one of the twins and I couldn't help but kinda laugh at her, sounding so weak and so pitiful. I mean up until now both the girls were always so over confident, just like little pre-madonnas. The only thing I couldn't figure out was why she was so worried about someone coming in on her? I mean from everything I had ever seen her mother certainly didn't care if they did just about anything they wanted. Was she concerned about me finding out? Why would that matter?
It all didn't make sense.
But whatever the reason, I had to find out what was going on. I peaked around the corner and saw this kinda big guy's butt shining in the light from the window. They were obviously in some sort of guest bedroom and he was hovering above her chest. I strained my eyes in the dim light to try to make sure that it was one of the girls. I could make out her nude body but not her face. The man started to thrust forward again, obviously giving her all he was worth. Her arms went around his hairy shoulders and she moaned a little louder again. I still couldn't make out her face and like an idiot, I leaned in closer and closer. It seemed like the more I entered the room, the less I could see. But I had to know which one of the girls was with some fat dude and getting it on while we were all asleep!
Then it happened, the girl noticed me looking at her. Her face popped up over the man's shoulders and she stared right at me! I was frozen with fear! It was either Sin or Krystal, I couldn't tell which, but she saw me. I could see the look of fear on her face but it was quickly replaced with anger. I wanted to run or to stop looking at her, but I couldn't, I couldn't do anything but watch. Soon the man on top of her was pushing her down violently, pushing her face back down on the pillows. I realized that he was about to cum and his hand was cupping her mouth to keep her quiet. She struggled against him and for a brief second I could see her struggling to look at me. The whole thing reminded me of those nature shows where you get a brief glimpse of the hunted animal as it's wide eyes look at you in shock, in fear.
I ran as fast as I could down the stairs and stopped at the foot of the stairs and hide around the corner. I couldn't' move, I'm not sure I was breathing and even more important, not sure what I was afraid of.
Then I heard them.
"You are a good girl, now stay here until I get back to your mother."
"Ok"
"Ok what?"
"Ok Daddy"
"Such a good girl. Did you miss me while I was away? I bet you hate Daddy's little business trips, don't you?"
There was a pause and then, "You should hurry before Momma wakes up."
"Hmmm...you're right. Stay here, don't make a sound."
I couldn't believe it! Their own Dad! God, no wonder everyone had been acting so damn weird and the girls had wanted me out of the house. Suddenly I realized I was trembling so violently that it actually hurt. It seemed like a really long time before I was able to get the nerve to move toward my stuff. I took a step forward and suddenly her face was right in front of me! I screamed too loudly and her hand whipped up and covered my mouth. I've never seen a look like that in a persons face before, she looked at me like she was going to kill me.
"Get out!"
"Don't worry, that's what I'm doing. Just let me get my stuff."
I didn't know what she was going to do so I started to try to look brave and I went straight to the couch to grab my stuff. When I turned she wasn't there and I felt both relieved and even more afraid. I saw a bookbag on the chair and I grabbed it. My fear was replaced with anger and I started to run around the house grabbing everything I could get my hands on! I didn't care, this whole family was fucked up and rich on top of it. Hell, nothing I stole would probably even be missed. I finally had a bunch of clothes and some expensive crap that hopefully would get some money at a pawn shop and I was just about to go into the kitchen to grab some food when the twins came out from a side room and stopped me.
"What are you doing?!"
"Leaving"
"Stealing is more like it!"
"Fuck both of you! Fuck you and your crazy damn house!"
Then one of the twins swung out and tried to hit me in the face. I moved just in time so that she only caught my arm. Then she tried to hit me again and I ran! I ran as fast as I could out of that mad house! I ran through the door and out into the street. I was still only wearing a Tshirt but I didn't' care. I didn't even look back until I was a few blocks away. My shirt felt weird and my arm hurt where she had hit me. I put my hand up to my arm and felt something wet. I stopped under a street light and looked at my arm. I was bleeding! I was bleeding bad! I pulled off my Tshirt and tied it around the cut. My mind was racing, what did she cut me with? What did she have in her hand? It was just so crazy! Then I felt fear rush over me in a wave and I stood up again and looked around! What if they really were trying to kill me? After all I knew about their Dad! Oh God! I had to get out of there, I had to get away really fast! I felt like I was in a bad horror movie! Then I heard a car rush by and then a big transfer truck!
A highway!
Right behind these houses! I ran up someone's long drive and through the tiny back yard. Why rich people want to buy big houses and little tiny yards, I'll never know. I had to climb a fence and on the other side of the fence was a hill and the highway. I half expected some dog to come running up and try to bite me, but none did. Then I dropped over the other side and quickly found a dress in the bag. It was one of the girls really expensive Goth-chick dresses. I slipped it on and ran up to the highway.
My mind started playing tricks on me and I could swear I heard voices in the now dark woods behind me. Then I saw a truck coming. I started waving my arms wildly and the truck went whizzing on by!
Bastard!
But suddenly it slowed and stopped a ways up from me. I started to run and then I could swear I heard the girls, razors in hand coming over the fence. I don't know if it was my mind or if they had actually found me and intended to finish the job, but I got to the truck, opened the door and jumped into the big seat and slammed the door!
"Go! Go! Hurry, let's get out of here!"
"Wait! Is someone after you? I can call da cops if'n you needs me to."
"No, it's...just go."
I felt my heart racing as his motor revved back up and the truck lurched forward to safety and my freedom. I looked back once and didn't see anyone coming. My arm hurt, my head was spinning, but I was on the highway and I was free!