He's told me a hundred times. Keep quiet. We don't want to wake Mom.And I keep fucking failing. Every time it gets good a noise comes out of me and he has to shut me up.This time with his hand. Straight across my throat, pressing me down into the duvet, and the noise just stops dead in my neck.Now I'm pinned with my leg up in his grip and his other hand round my throat and my mouth is open and nothing's coming out and my face is going purple at the edges.My cunt's gripping him like it doesn't know we're suffocating."Better."I'm such a stupid fucking slut. I can't even do the one thing he asks.