"No, please, no! My mother will give you anything, Uncle Jim! Uh, please, oh please, don't hurt me!" Cori shrieked, her head falling forward.

Uncle Jim stopped, walking up to the girl and grabbing hold of her hanging blonde hair. He jerked her head up, pulling the strands hard again and tearing a few from her scalp. Cori winced, feeling the sharp pain around her face and tits dulling to a throbbing ache. She seemed to be in agony all over, hardly able to draw a breath without shuddering. She blinked her eyes clear and saw a thin smile crossing her uncle's fat, puffy face. He had something in mind. Cori tried to clear her head. Something was up.

"You'll do anything? You'll make your mother do anything?" Cori looked at him quizzically. "Wh… what?"

"Your father's will. He left those mining interests up in Colorado to you and your mother. They're yours now. That is, unless you sell them to me. Or give them," he added with a wider grin.

"Interests? But Momma said they're worthless. She was gonna throw them away," Cori whispered, her arms feeling as if they'd pull from her shoulder at any second.

"Throw… she didn't, did she?"

His face grew anxious, his nostrils flaring as he pushed his face against hers. Cori shook her head, remembering her mother putting the certificates into the bottom bureau drawer. Maybe they weren't so worthless, after all.

"Good. We'll talk later. But I want you to feel what'll happen later if you don't cooperate."

Uncle Jim grabbed her by her slim shoulders, pulling her down purposely and twisting her body lightly from side to side to increase the pressure against her wrists. Cori threw back her head and screamed. She could feel her fingers going numb. As her nerves bruised and parted, she screamed again, staring at her hideous uncle who still laughed and grinned hellishly at her.