No Angel (1)

No Angel (1)

“Fuck off you bastard” She screamed as she slammed the door and ran up to her room.

She being Kate, my stepdaughter. I had met her mum one night in a pub and came home with her. We fucked so hard and for so long that I had fallen asleep. When I finally woke up and got home my wife had locked me out of the house. So end of marriage. It was over anyway bar the shouting so after the initial shouting match we settled things amicably. The house was put up for sale and as I was still having great sex with Anne I moved in with her till something better came along.

I had been living with her for two weeks when I found out that she had a 13 year old daughter. It was at this time I found out that Anne was actually 12 years older then me which came as quite a shock as she didn’t really look it. But then I was a rampant 26 year old guy getting the best sex ever.

Kate hated me at first sight. It seemed that after a long legal fight her father had given her to her mother. Mainly because she was so unruly she was making him lose time at work and she was constantly getting into trouble.

When she first moved in with us she was constantly getting into trouble. Always stomping around the house and continually tried to keep me and her mum apart. But I am one stubborn sod. And like I said rampant. Luckily for me Ann loved sex, she loved just being bent over and fucked and made to suck my cock. She knew how to please a guy and knew that to keep me she had to keep me pleased. I never pretended with her. She knew I was not going to be a permanent fixture so was determined to do whatever it took to keep me as long as possible.

One night I was sitting half naked on the settee while Anne gave me a blow job and Kate walked into the room. Anne didn’t hear her and just kept sucking. I looked Kate in the face and smiled then pulled Anne’s head up till my cock flipped out of her mouth. I think Kate was impressed with my throbbing 9” as she glared at it for a moment and then ran back to her room. I rammed my cock back into Anne’s mouth and blew my load in seconds.

After that I did my best to let Kate know if me and her mum were fucking. It wasn’t difficult as Anne was pretty loud when she came. Kate caught us a couple of times doing doggy in the lounge and I had got into the habit of leaving the bedroom door ajar when we went to bed. I was sure I saw her shadow a few times listening. Initially this was done just to annoy Kate but then it was done to turn her on. It certainly turned me on.

I had been living with Anne for a year. I didn’t work because I didn’t need to. I had got a good settlement from selling the house and had invested it in my brothers business so got a frugal income from that. Also Anne had a good job working with a holiday company which meant Kate needed to be looked after. Not that Kate let me, but I did become a house husband. I did all the housework including the laundry and cooking the meals so it worked out well for all of us. Except of course for Kate. Who wanted me gone.

Finally I said to Anne, “We need to do something about Kate or she is going to get into some serious trouble.”

“I know but she doesn’t take any notice of me.”

“Well I could take control if you want me to, but I will need you to back me completely.”

“Well we have tried everything so I suppose it would be for the best.”

And that brings us up to date. I have just told her that at fourteen years old she should not be out later than 9pm. To which she laughed, So I took her out into the shed and showed her a filthy mattress and a dirty blanket on the floor.

“If you are one minute late this is where you will sleep. I will not open the door and if you make a noise, I will call the police and tell them there is a burglar in my garden and you will be arrested.” I said smiling. “Up to you.”

Anyway we had the usual you cant do this, and my mum that, to which her mum said. “You will do as you are told.”

Kate didn’t know it but I had nephews in the area where she hung out at night so I had been getting regular reports on her. It seems that she had a big mouth, was full of bravado and little action. Boys could grope her tits but never got much further as she had a vicious temper if she was pushed. Mind you I could understand the boys wanting to play with her tits as at age fourteen she had a nice firm 34” bust. Probably hand reared as we used to say.

So now she knew I was in charge. And as expected she didn’t come home at 9pm, she didn’t get into the house either. She did crash and bang on the door but I just called through to her that I was going to call the police, so she stopped.

The following morning she walked into the kitchen as her mother got up. She didn’t say anything to Anne, probably because she was so cold. She just grabbed a quick cup of tea and as it was Saturday, went to bed. I made Anne her toast and then she went off to work. I sorted through Kate’s laundry basket and found what I was looking for. An hour later I put the radio on loud enough to get her up. Then I sat in the kitchen waiting.

“Did you have to play it so loud.” She moaned, “I’ve been up all fucking night you cunt.”

“Finished?” I asked

“Fuck off.”

“Swear at me again and I will give you a good hiding.”

“Yeah like fuck you will.”

She wasn’t quick enough. I grabbed her arm and threw her across my lap and managed to get three heavy smacks on her arse before she wriggled onto the floor.

“You bastard.” She screamed putting the table between me and her, “I’m telling mum.”

“You can tell whoever the fuck you like but if you ever swear at me again I will punish you.”

“Yeah only if you can catch me.”

“I don’t need to catch you.” I smiled, holding up three sets of her underwear, “For your actions up to and including today I will fine you these. And I have no doubt in time you will not have any underwear to put on so lets see how that makes you feel shall we.”

“You fucking perv.” She said glaring at me, “Give them back.”

“This is how it is going to work.” I said, “Every time you swear or misbehave I will remove one set of clothes, be it underwear or jeans and top or whatever. Sooner or later you will either behave or you will be naked. You will have to ask for your clothing back and prove to me that you need said clothing.”

“What do you mean prove I need it?”

“Well if you say to me you need a bra and knickers you will have to show me that your tits and cunt are uncovered.”

“You filthy fucking perv. I’m telling mum.”

“Well you can either show me or you can suck my cock. You know like your mum was that night.”

I was quite surprised at her response to that as she just went bright red and stormed off upstairs. I had no idea how many sets of underwear she had but I knew I would have them all before long. Regardless of how she behaved.

For the next couple of days she was pretty quiet. She went to school, came straight home and then went to her room. Came down for dinner and then back to her room. But I knew it wouldn’t last. The fourth day and she went out straight after dinner and was still out at 9 pm. When she did get home at 10.45 of course the door was locked. She was full of apologies and ‘I didn’t mean it’ and a load of other excuses but I never let her in. Apart from anything else it was spring and not cold so she could suffer. She came round the back to the kitchen window and by now she was calling me names and all sorts of other rubbish so as she looked in the window I held up her favourite denims and sliced through them with a pair of scissors. Her hands flew to her face and tears streamed down her cheeks while all the time name calling. I dropped the denims to the floor and smiled. She gave me the middle finger and ran off, I assumed to the shed. In fact I had not destroyed the denims but turned them into a very sexy pair of thigh cut shorts.

The following morning, as previously she walked in when I got up to make Anne’s breakfast. “I didn’t mean to be late. Rick lied to me about the time.”

“It’s your responsibility to get home on time. Not Rick’s.” I said quietly, “I will get you a watch. And if you behave I will get you a mobile phone. But like everything else you have to earn it.”

“What?” She said sharply, “By giving you a blow job.”

“I beg your pardon miss.” Anne said angrily from the doorway, “How dare you use such language. All Mike has tried to do is help you and all you can do is speak like a whore. Go to your room.”

I am not sure if Kate was angry at herself, or me, or for being caught by her mum. But she crashed her way upstairs and slammed her bedroom door so hard I thought it had come off it’s hinges.

“I don’t know where she gets such language from.” Kate said. “I blame her father and his slut for doing this to her.”

“Well it’s not the first time she has said such things to me.” I said, putting my arms round her.

“It shows that she is desperate. She hates being told what to do, and it shows that whatever your doing to get her under control is working.”

“Well you know I am only doing what I think is best for her and her future.” I said, “But it does concern me that she can imagine such things. You don‘t think she has a crush on me do you?”

“I hadn’t thought of that.” She said, “Maybe she see’s you as someone to look up to and hates it because your not her father. So she tries to denegrate you to herself. I have to go. We will talk later.” She grabbed a piece of toast, took a quick slurp of her coffee and went happily off to work. I breathed a sigh of relief. I was as shocked as Kate to see Anne at the door. But it all worked out thankfully and I had now cemented my control over Kate. I knew now that whatever she might say to Anne it wouldn’t matter.

I should have made Kate go to school but instead I rang the school and told them she was unwell. They were pretty used to Kate not attending so it wasn’t a problem.