Danny woke up, and looked at the digital clock on his bedside table. It was one of those clocks that showed the date as well as the time. He stared at it, seeing the date, and as the cobwebs of sleep faded away, he remembered that today was the day. It was the anniversary of his father's accident.
Danny's father, Michael, was the owner and founder of a major construction company that he'd built from the ground up thirty years ago. He'd gone from building garden sheds and fences to constructing enormous skyscrapers. He'd made himself a millionaire, and provided a life of comfort and luxury to his family.
And then, a year ago today, he'd passed away. Danny could still remember the day he'd first heard the news. It was a day he would remember forever, because the accident that had killed his father also happened to land on Danny's seventeenth birthday.
It had been an industrial accident. A snapped chain on a heavy load being carried by a crane, causing a pallet of bricks and pipes to plummet and land on Danny's father as he walked from one end of the site to the other.
Now, a year later, Danny was still learning to cope without his father. It had been a hard year, a terrible year, and not just because of his father being gone, but because of who he'd been left with.
"Danny!" yelled a sharp voice on the other side of his bedroom door. "Wake the fuck up! We're leaving in ten minutes."
That was Karen, Danny's stepmother. Danny's mother had passed away when he was born, and so, for his whole life Danny had only had his father, and his father only had him. That is, until Karen came into the picture. Danny never knew what Michael saw in her, because all Danny ever saw was a stern and mean-spirited woman. The only time that Danny ever saw her smile was when she looked at Michael. They must have had something together, some kind of chemistry, because Michael had fallen in love with the woman so quickly that he'd married her just after a year and a half of dating.
Danny didn't really blame his father for marrying her, even though Danny himself couldn't stand the woman. After all, she was a beautiful woman. She had long blonde hair, blue eyes, and even though she was in her early forties, she could pass for a woman in her late twenties. She had a great figure, and made sure that the rest of the world knew it. Her clothes, either formal or casual, always showed off her long legs, flat stomach, perfectly round ass, and her expansive cleavage. No doubt that such a beautiful and sexy woman brought a lot of comfort to Michael after losing his wife. But Danny didn't like Karen at all, and the reason for Danny's dislike was because Karen had made it perfectly clear that she didn't like Danny. At all.
Whenever his dad was around, she was sweet as honey, all smiles and kind words, even if she avoided talking to Danny if she could help it. But the second that Michael was out of the room, her face fell into an angry scowl, and she would outright ignore Danny, snapping at him harshly if he tried to talk to her.
Danny could have handled that. He was a mature kid, and was honestly just happy that his father was happy. But Karen had kids of her own. Two daughters who, besides a few differences, were just carbon copies of their mother.
Brenda was just a year older than Danny, and she was stunningly beautiful. She was attending an exclusive and highly competitive university, thanks to Michael who had paid her tuition. She mostly kept to herself, barely talked to anyone, and spent most of her time studying in her room. Even though, whenever Danny tried to say anything to her, she would just glare at him and demand that he leave her alone, she was by far the nicest of the three.
Valeria was Karen's older daughter, and sometimes could be more of a bitch than Karen herself. Valeria was a bit of a fitness nut, obsessed with her appearance and her physique. She spent all of her free time at the gym, with her friends when they went shopping or to the beach, or out partying and staying out all night. A few of Danny's friends knew some of Valeria's friends, and Danny had heard stories of Valeria partying, and going home with a different guy each time. But, like the others, Valeria treated Danny like dirt, outright ignoring him, and getting shitty just because he was around.
Danny hated all three of them who, despite their mother's relationship with his father, never seemed to even try to be nice. They all loved the lifestyle that came with having a multi-millionaire in the family. However, Danny loved his father, and he saw how much happier he was with Karen in his life. Michael love doting on his 'lovely' wife and his new step-daughters. So, Danny said nothing, and did his best to stay out of the way of all three women to simply avoid any confrontation.
Now, with his father gone, Karen was his legal guardian. The past year had been hell with having that fierce shrew of a woman as a parent. He'd been so stressed out that he'd barely gone to school. His teachers had been sympathetic all year, understanding that he'd be upset after his father died. If only they knew the half of it.
After Michael's death, Danny had left his family a lot of money. Not all of it, though. Michael loved his family, but he also loved the company that he had built himself out of nothing. According to his will, a bulk of his assets went into the company, but he'd set up a trust to pay out a monthly allowance to the rest of his family. Despite her grief, Karen had made no secret of the fact that she hated the fact that Michael hadn't trusted her with just giving her the money, and that she and her daughters were forced to rely on a trust to support them. Even though they were paid enough to live luxuriously without having to work themselves, Karen made it perfectly clear that it wasn't enough.
Danny's inheritance, though, was different. Michael had left his son the lion's share of his fortune, and it was being held by the estate until his eighteenth birthday. Which was today. And it wasn't a trust either, it was all for him. Danny had spent many long nights thinking of what he would do once his dad's inheritance was made available to him. No matter what, he thought, he was going to move out, and find a place of his own, away from these toxic women that he'd been forced to live with for the past year.
Once again, Karen was outside his door, this time pounding on it with her fist.
"Danny, hurry the fuck up! We need to go! You better not be jacking off in there, you disgusting child!"
Danny rolled his eyes and rolled out of bed. It was true, though, that Danny spent a lot of his free time jacking off. Especially in the last year. If he was honest with himself, it was the only thing that felt good about his life anymore. With his dad gone and these bitter women around him, he found solace in adolescent sexual fantasies.
Like most boys, he would imagine some of the girls from school, or some of his teachers, playing out a fantasy that they secretly liked him and wanted him, then they'd undress for him when they were alone, and he could have his way with them.
Recently, though, Danny's fantasies had gotten a little darker over the past year. Brenda, Valeria, and sometimes even Karen featured in them, but as well as imagining having sex with them, Danny took great pleasure in pretending that they were under his control, that he could tell
them
what to do, instead of the other way around. He liked to imagine what it would be like to fill those pretty mouths of theirs with his cock to shut them up, and then fuck them so hard that they screamed. He liked to pretend that he was putting them in embarrassing and humiliating positions. In his imagination, he pictured their beautiful naked bodies, legs in the air with their ample breasts jiggling with each and every thrust of his cock, or bend over to present their perfect peach-shaped asses to him, where he could grab them by their slim waists and pull them back onto his cock over and over again. He liked to imagine pulling their hair, biting their nipples, slapping their ass, treating them rough making them scream for more.
It may have only been a fantasy, but made Danny feel a lot better afterwards each time. It didn't make their abuse or their snide comments tolerable, but it gave him some kind of release from their toxic treatment.
Eventually, Danny got up and got dressed. Today they were all going to visit his dad's grave. It was the anniversary of his death, and so to pay respects his family was going to gather once more and remember him.
"It's about time you came out, you little shit," snapped Karen. She was fully dressed in a black dress with a neckline so low and a skirt that was almost short enough to be able to see everything. Danny said nothing, and avoided eye contact. He didn't think that her dress was appropriate for a gathering at her deceased husband's grave, but he knew better than to say anything. Anything he said was always met with vicious anger.
Valeria was ready to go too, dressed up in some fishnet stockings and a black silk skirt with a matching blouse. Brenda, as the less fashion savvy of the three of them, was ready to leave with sneakers, yoga pants, and a loose sweater.
Once they were all ready, Karen rushed them all out of the door. Outside there were two cars waiting. Karen slapped Danny on the shoulder and pointed to the one sitting further back, making it clear that he was expected to get into that one. Not surprisingly, Karen and Valeria were heading to the other car. Brenda glanced at Danny before sneering in mild disgust, as though resigning herself to sharing a car with someone she hated so much, but as soon as she made a move to follow Danny, Karen caught her by the arm and led her to the first car. At first, Danny thought that it was a little weird as he watched all three women get into the first car, right before they drove off. But in the end, he shrugged and decided to make the best of it. At least he had the car to himself, and didn't have to sit in spiteful silence the whole way.
