My mom came to set me free about an hour later, when she opened the door and saw how Zack had left me tears welled in her eyes. "Oh Ashley, oh I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry I got you into this." She sobbed as she struggled with the tight silk knot binding my hands to the bedframe.
"It's alright mom, you had no idea what you were getting in to with Dan." I replied in a calm voice. "He did this to us, it's not your fault."
The knot finally loosened and I was able to sit up, pulling my pyjama top down over my breasts as mom wrapped her arms around me, hugging me desperately as her tears slicked the side of my cheek. I hugged her back, stroking her hair in a reassuring manner.
"It's ok, it's ok. We can handle this, we will get through this." I whispered, and I meant it. Lying there, tied to that bed with Zack's semen dribbling out of my pussy had given me time to think. They may have everything else, but I was determined that they would not get me. I would fight them every step of the way.
A few minutes later after mom had calmed down, she left, telling me that breakfast was almost ready. Apparently, the men expected mom and I to dress for our meals and she had laid out the only dress and shoes that I had which was left over from a wedding that I had gone to few years ago. I looked at the simple blue dress and shoes as she closed the door behind her and the first stage of my plan came to mind. A few minutes later, I walked into the dining room and heard the gasp of surprise from my mother.
Dan looked up from his phone and a frown pursed his lips. Mom was sitting there, hair and makeup done, wearing a red dress with a plunging neckline and matching heels. Dan was in a jacket and tie while even Zack was wearing slacks and a polo shirt. Me, I was in the same pyjamas I had been wearing when Zack attacked me and I had done nothing with my hair or face. I looked like the victim of an assault which was exactly what I was going for.
"Oh, you don't like it?" I said calmly as I slid into my chair. "Sorry, didn't feel like getting dressed up for you two assholes."
I saw Zack scowl at me, then look over at his father. Dan on the other hand was giving me that same calculating look I had seen when I first met him, but without the self-satisfied smile. He set his coffee cup down and leaned back in his chair, finger tapping the table slowly. When he saw Zack push his chair back, he rose as well and soon both of them were standing on either side of where I sat. I heard mom take in a sharp breath as her fork fell with a clatter from her fear numbed fingers.
"You stupid bitch, what do you think you are trying to pull here." Zack snarled as he loomed over me, his fists clenched in anger.
I looked up at him as contemptuously as I could. "Whatever the fuck I want, you needle dicked little shit." I replied with a condescending smile. I swear I could see steam coming out of his ears as his face turned red with fury. I gasped in pain as he grabbed my hair with one hand, sharply tugging my head back and flinched anticipating the blow but felt nothing. I opened my eyes to see that Dan had grabbed his raised arm and was holding it in an iron grip.
"What the fuck Dad, this stupid cow needs a lesson." Zack snapped angrily as he struggled to pull his wrist out of his father's grasp.
"Calm down boy." Dan replied in a measured voice, unmoving despite the younger man's efforts. "Don't strike in anger, and definitely don't hit her anywhere that would leave a visible mark." He replied in almost a lecturing tone.
"Awwww, daddy won't let you play with your new toy?" I teased in a mocking tone and gave another gasp as Zack pulled hard on my hair, almost toppling my chair over.
"Aieeeeee!" I squealed as pain shot up the side of my neck. Faster than I could see Dan had released Zack's wrist and driven two stiffened fingers down between my neck and clavicle bone, striking what must be a nerve cluster. My entire arm went numb and I brought my other hand up to shield against another attack. With the same cobra like speed, he grabbed my wrist and with a twist of his hand pulled me out of my chair. Before I could think I was face down on the table with my good arm twisted painfully behind me. He then kicked the back of my knee and I collapsed to the floor, gasping in new agony as my breasts dragged across the edge of the table.
In a matter of seconds, I had gone from mocking Zack to kneeling on the floor at Dan's feet. My brain was overwhelmed with pain that shot up from all over my body and I squirmed desperately to try to find some release. There was nothing erotic or sensual about this, it had been almost surgical in its delivery and so unexpected that my mind was filled with terror not arousal.
I gritted my teeth and turned my head to look up at the man who had so quickly taken control of the situation. My neck flared and I bit my lip, shuddering at the simple movement. Dan stood over me, my wrist held almost negligently in his hand. A small flex of his fingers and I was face down on the floor, my elbow and shoulder screaming as he twisted them out of position.
"Dan, please!" I heard my mother cry, then I gave another wail as he flexed his wrist again and my arm creaked in its socket.
"Quiet Barbara." Dan said in a calm voice, as if she was disturbing him as he was trying to listen to a TV show. I heard mom choke back a whimper but she obeyed him.
Dan eased back a touch and the agony lessened immensely. I took a shaky breath as he pulled me up off of the floor into a kneeling position. I looked up at him slowly and saw his cold almost indifferent eyes regarding me. "I am going to let you up now. When I do you are going to go back to your room and dress for dinner like you were told. Nod if you understand."
I nodded, wincing as the pain in my neck flared again.
"Very good, you have 15 minutes to be back here and if I am not satisfied with your efforts, we will repeat this lesson. Trust me girl, I can teach you more about your body than you would ever want to know." He said in a calm voice as he released my hand.
I flinched as my arm fell, tortured muscles refusing to respond to the commands I tried to give them. Awkwardly I levered myself up to my feet, new agonies appearing with every movement. I looked around, Zack was still standing there seething in anger and humiliation. Mom had fresh tracks of tears down her cheeks but she sat frozen in her chair. Dan moved back to his seat and picked up his coffee, his attention returning to his phone as if nothing had happened. He glanced at me and I took the unspoken command and headed back to my room.
Fifteen minutes later and I returned to the table. I had had taken a quick awkward shower, forcing my arms to obey me as I washed the sweat from my body.
Brushing my hair had been agony and it was done up in a simple ponytail, all that I could manage. I had put on some makeup and one of my few push-up bras but at best I was barely acceptable as I returned to the table. Dan grunted in response as I slid into my seat.
"We are going to have to get you some new clothes if you are going to stay here." He muttered as he tucked into his meal.
Mom nodded. "Yes dear, I will take her shopping this afternoon." She said in a hesitant voice.
