The 2018 Yearly 365 Challenge
Prompt #164 (Plot point) Write about someone being whipped (figuratively, not literally please)
"You won't pull the trigger." A smirk played across his lips.
Her finger pressed the trigger a little closer to the handle. "You want to take bets on that?" She growled.
He held out his arms; allowing his jacket to open. "I'll give you a clear shot baby." His smirk widen.
The gun went off.
He laughed loudly as a puff of smoke came out of the gun. "Did I forget to tell you that the gun has no bullets in it sweetheart." His arms lowered as he moved forward. He jerked the smoking gun from her hands; and placed it inside his jacet pocket. He gripped her upper arm tightly in his left hand. "Now you will do what I tell you what to do. Get it baby." He jerked her arm tightly.
"No." She whispered out with steel in her voice.
He pulled her tightly against his chest. "If you don't baby; then you will watch as the one whom you love the most pay for it." Pressing his forehead roughly against her own. "I actually hope you won't do this Veronica; I truly want to see how wild Betty is in bed." His smirk grew across his lips. "I want you to watch me as I pleasure her in ways that you never will able to baby girl."
Tears rolled down her cheeks. "I'll do what you want daddy." She grew cold. "But you can not touch Betty!"
Hiram pulled his daughter tighter against him; "Oh honey; didn't you know. Betty is all ready mine. The very moment you decided that fate had destined you two to be best friends through life; Betty Cooper was mine." He kissed his only child's cold and stiff right cheek. "Don't worry daughter; you will watch as I teach Betty on how to treat you in bed. In how to worship your body. In how to be a slave to you." He pushed his daughter away from him. Cupping her face in the palms of his hands. "I'll make her the best slave you will ever have darling." He stroaked her cheek with his fingers. "I will teach Betty to be like whipped cream in your hands." He stepped away from his daughter.
"You can't do this daddy. Betty is innocent." Veroncia broken sobbed broke through her tight chest.
Hiram straightened his suit jacket. "I have decided Veronica. I will not allow you to be able to bed Betty until I absoutly make it where she is ready to be your slave." His eyes slanted. "You are a Lodge after all. You must live up to that in every single area of your life." His lips lifted. "Don't worry daughter; I'll have your mother sit Betty down and explain things to her before I begin her lessons. After all that was what my mother did with your mother when my father taught her to be my slave." He turned and walked towards the hallway.