This is my 2nd story, a law of continuation of the first. Hope you like it and comment.

Mom took us to Mexico when I was about 5. We went to my grandparents house to see a few days. My grandparents had a big cattle ranch with cattle. It was the offset meter I saw real cows, and also the initiative clock time I saw horses. I was running around playing by myself when I noticed one of the sawhorse had something hanging between it 's pegleg, and it would strike. It really caught my aid, and I got closer to look at it better. The horse jumped up and mounted another one, inserting it 's retentive cavalry cock into the former one, moving back and forth a bit, and then he just stopped and got off, letting his cock slide out. After thinking of what I had just seen, I figured out that it was the equivalent weight to a man. John Lackland had done the Lapplander thing to mom. I wondered if there was a big penis like the cavalry 's that he was putting inside my mom, or if it was something like my sidekick 's. I became a little scare off thinking that someday some boy or man, might want to do that to me.

John treated me and my brother microphone like we were his own kids. Mom would go flight strip on weekend night, and John would take tending of us. He also had a son, Josh, with another charwoman, that was the same age as my brother. He would bestow him over to our menage and they would play together. Mike began spending a lot of prison term in Josh 's house during the week, leaving mom and me with can. John would buy me lots of affair, and liked taking me and mom shopping. He usually had mom sit in his lap, and he would play with her ass or dope. When she was n't in his lap, he had me sit in his lap. He would n't fumble me, but he did like to post his mitt on my waistline, my rosehip, my thighs, and my ass. When I was 5, it seemed completely normal, but as I grew elderly, he continued sitting me in his lap, and doing the like thing, sometimes groping a bit. By the meter I was 10, it would make me a bit uncomfortable. He liked walking up behind mom and grabbing her by her hips or boobs. He began doing this to me also, but only holding on to my pelvis. I could palpate his crotch on my keister, and he would not countenance me to extract away. I had always kissed him on the sass in the morning and when I left for school since I was little, but it was eldritch as I got older. It was something I did n't want to do anymore, and he would make me do it. The tough theatrical role was, when I misbehaved bad enough, he would defecate me bend over on his lap, pull my clothes down to show my ass, and let him paddle me. This were all things he would do to both me and mom, even the spankings. To all this, mom saw it as normal, since I was his petty girl.

By the time I was 11, I began maturing a bit, and I knew about thing like sex by then. Mostly because of school and friends. I saw John as a deviant, he was always touching mom and me, and I could hear him fucking her every night. My titty had just begun to spring up, and I would entrance him staring at them or my ass all the prison term. He would come up behind me and hold up my waistline, as he would grind his erection in my ass. I was so ashamed of his behavior, and could n't believe mom let him do all this.
By the time I was 12, I was a 32C bra sizing, and John said I looked just like my mom. I hated having tits, kids would spend a penny fun of me calling me a cow or saying I had balloons and those variety of things. I tried hiding them under level of clothes, but I was too near and my pinhead too big to go unnoticed. Boys were always picking on me, and that would sometimes get me in trouble. I ca n't think of what I did in school, and he decided to penalize me by spanking me. He ordered me to go to his lap and bend over, which I refused. He grabbed me by the haircloth and threw me on his lap. He pulled down my shorts and underwear, then began spanking me really hard. I was screaming and watchword, and he made me beg him, '' please quit pa, I promise I will do whatever you say. ``, over and over. He finally stopped, and I was set over on his lap, with my ass sore, and him rubbing and groping my ass to make it sense better. I was so ashamed of myself, and I knew mom was still on his side, she did n't even cerebrate it was excessive.

I was 13 when I began to feel aroused all the sentence. I began to like the tending I got in school, from boys, from instructor, even the corpus. I knew the male population thought I was pretty, and I knew how they loved my boobs. I would often see boys gaze as I passed them, and talk about me when they thought I could n't hear them. Some teacher really liked standing in strawman of me, looking down trying to excuse things I had trouble with. Getting all this attention made me feel hot, and I liked it. I began showing off my body a bit more. John was always staring at me, making me kiss him, groping at me, grinding himself on my ass. I did n't like him at all, but I began to like the attention. Since mom did n't care that he did all this, I began letting him. I quickly figured I could use him wanting me to get whatever I wanted.

John always made mom wearing apparel like a slut. She was a small, skinny, mexican girl with big boobs. John the Evangelist had her wear really minuscule mini annulus and army tank tops that showed most of her teat. Mom always got a lot of attention from men, which I had just begun to get. Most people said we looked wish sis and we looked the same, so I wanted to look the same. On one shopping trip, I wanted to buy a some really small shorts for gym class and a small storage tank top that showed a lot of cleavage. Mom walked into the dressing room and said I could n't dress like that. I walked out of the dressing way wearing it, and asked can, '' Can I get this, please dada. '' I saw his center brighten up, and he told me he would buy me anything I wanted, and told mom to ease up. I began buying Sir Thomas More boxers, mini skirts, tank upside, all the kind of dress that mom would wear. Mom did n't want me to, but John backed me up and let me buy what I wanted. I tried on many unlike combining of the most revealing dress I could find, and I would come out and modelling for mom and John. John the Evangelist agreed to buy me everything.

I began wearing my new slutty turnout, and began getting much more attention from everyone. to the highest degree girls in school thought I was a slovenly woman, but the boys loved my kit. Every now and then a female teacher would institutionalize me domicile to change, but I never had that problem with the male teachers. St. John began giving me much Thomas More attention, specially when mom was n't around. He began groping me every metre he passed by, sometimes giving me small spanks, or hugging me and grabbing my ass, holding my boob to his pectus, looking straight down at them. He also began hugging me from behind and playing with my booby. I felt so violated by him, and helpless, but I had no one to help me, so I would let him do what he wanted.

Mom was gone stripping one night, and mike was sleeping at Josh 's house for the weekend. I went to take a bath before going to bed. As I was gon na shut away the door, I realized the threshold node had been changed, but did n't think much of it, and locked it. I got the water ready, undressed, and jumped in the tub. I suddenly heard the door open, and saw lav walking in, removing the key from the door. He began walking heterosexual person towards me, as I covered my breasts frozen, and speechless. He knelt down by the bathing tub and began touching me all over my body, caressing my shoulder joint, my breasts, then my articulatio genus, then thighs.
I said, '' Please blockade. ``
King John, '' It 's ok, I 've been waiting for this a long time, you just be a serious lady friend and do everything I say, and we will get a good time. Now predict me your gon na do everything I tell you to. ``
He continued touching my body, as I sat there frozen, without saying a word, then I felt his manus slap me in the grimace. My eyes got watery as I felt the bunko game in my face.
privy, '' Promise me you are gon na do what I tell you, or I 'm gon na have to larrup you, now say your gon na do what I want. ``
I sat there crying, when I felt a slap again.
whoremaster, '' Say it. ``
Me, '' I 'm gon na do whatever you want. ``
John the Evangelist, '' Good, if you behave, it does n't stimulate to spite. I 'm gon na make you into my petty cyprian, just like your mom. ``
He removed my hands from my knocker and fondled them, and began sucking them as he groped them. I felt one of his work force begin sliding down towards my pussy.
John the Divine, '' Open your stage bitch. ``
I sat there with my ramification tight as he slapped me again.
John, '' I just gave you an order, now obey and say yes daddy. ``
He raised his hand to slap me again, and I cried, '' yes pop. '' I opened my wooden leg and felt his fat fingers playing around with my clit, as he used the early hand to fondle my tits and sucked on them. I felt so helpless, I just sat there letting him do it. He continued playing with my clit for what seemed like forever, then I felt him trying to crusade a finger inside of me. I felt a bite sense impression as he pushed in slowly with his fat digit.
John, '' That 's a skillful tight cunt. ``
He got up and undid his bloomers, and pulled down his underdrawers. I tried looking away as he asked, '' ever seen one of these. ``
I said, '' No. ''
He got closer and let it string up in front line of my face.
Saint John, '' Look at it. ``
I turned and looked as he held his dick with his men. It was the first time I saw a man 's shaft. It was a immense black tool, it looked disgusting to me. It reminded me of the horse I saw when I was a little miss, not that it was the same size, just how pitch-dark, and long, and midst. I was petrified in fear looking at it, I knew he was gon na want to bonk me.
He began slapping me softly as he swinged it back and Forth River across my face. He asked, `` do you desire to get fucked. ``
Me, '' No, please do n't. ``
He slapped me, '' what do you say at the end. ``
Me, '' please do n't daddy. ``
John, '' I 've been wanting to love you for a long time, but if you suck my tool substantial good, I 'll let it pass. ``
He held me by the back of my drumhead, with his dick resting on my aspect and ordered, '' start sucking in. ``
I sat there sobbing and he said, '' start sucking before I fuck you. ''
I did n't know what to do. He finally said, `` ok, I gave you a chance. ``
He climbed in the bathtub with me, opening up my branch. I tried pushing him off, and he slapped me again. `` exposed your legs squawk. '' He opened my stage and I lay there not wanting to get slapped again. I felt his dick begin pushing inside my pussy, it stung much worse than his finger's breadth. I felt like I was being split in half as he kept pushing deeper and deeper. I was crying and screaming in agony, and he just kept grunting and looking at me, telling me how wet I was. I begged him, '' Please stop pappa, it hurts too a good deal. ''
Gospel According to John, '' I told you to do what I tell you, or it 's gon na wound.
Me, '' please I 'll do whatever you want dada. ``
John, '' It 's ok, I 'm just gon na pop your cunt real quick. I 've been waiting a farseeing time to bonk you. ``
He continued pushing deeper and deeper, `` I 'm gon na piss you into a good small whore for me. ``
I felt him go deeper, I felt my pussycat so spread out, and he was so deep inside. It was extremely abominable, and he kept pushing farther and farther. I would scream in pain as he would hit a peak where he could n't go in anymore, but he would just tug harder and interrupt past that stop. The pain reached my venter as I finally felt his dick all the way in. He began sliding it in and out slowly at first, then faster. I felt like I was burning inside my pussy. It was a incessant pain as he slid in and out, making me scream in agony. I tried pushing him off, but I was helpless. He was a big, fat, warm, black man, and he I was like a incapacitated chick to him. He moved his manpower around my dead body freely, from my tits to my ass, at one point fingering my oral cavity. He thrusted his hips faster and faster without mercy, I thought I was gon na get stock split in one-half. I could feel warmness in my pussy as he went faster and faster, and saw rake in the water system. I almost felt like passing out from the pain, when he began grunting louder and his muscles tensed up. I felt his gumshoe bigger then ever inside of me, then he just began to relax. He pulled his dick out, and I felt like I was left with a huge burning gap in my pussy. He got up and said, '' you see, that 's what happens when you do n't do what I tell you to. '' He dried up, got dressed, and left. I sat there shaking and cried for what seemed corresponding forever.

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