This is my 2nd story, a prolongation 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 visit a few days. My grandparents had a big cattle farm with cows. It was the 1st time I saw real cows, and also the first meter I saw horses. I was running around playing by myself when I noticed one of the horses had something hanging between it 's wooden leg, and it would displace. It really caught my attention, and I got closer to look at it secure. The Equus caballus jumped up and mounted another one, inserting it 's longsighted horse putz into the former one, moving back and forth a bit, and then he just stopped and got off, letting his cock lantern slide out. After thinking of what I had just seen, I figured out that it was the equivalent to a man. John had done the Lapplander matter to mom. I wondered if there was a big penis like the horse 's that he was putting inside my mom, or if it was something like my brother 's. I became a piffling frightened 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 tiddler. Mom would go airstrip on weekend night, and John the Evangelist would conduct fear of us. He also had a son, Josh, with another woman, that was the same age as my brother. He would bring him over to our theater and they would make for together. Mike began spending a lot of clock time in Josh 's theater during the week, leaving mom and me with lavatory. bathroom would buy me fate of things, and liked taking me and mom shopping. He usually had mom sit in his lap, and he would represent with her ass or pinhead. When she was n't in his lap, he had me sit in his lap. He would n't grope me, but he did like to place his hands on my waist, my hips, my thighs, and my ass. When I was 5, it seemed completely normal, but as I grew older, he continued sitting me in his lap, and doing the same thing, sometimes groping a bit. By the meter I was 10, it would throw me a bit uncomfortable. He liked walking up behind mom and grabbing her by her hips or booby. He began doing this to me also, but only holding on to my rose hip. I could feel his crotch on my behind, and he would not allow me to pull away. I had always kissed him on the backtalk in the morning and when I left for school since I was small, but it was weird as I got older. It was something I did n't want to do anymore, and he would make me do it. The worse voice was, when I misbehaved bad enough, he would make me bend over on his lap, extract my dress down to show my ass, and let him spank 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 trivial girl.

By the metre I was 11, I began maturing a bit, and I knew about matter like sex by then. Mostly because of schooling and ally. I saw John as a pervert, he was always touching mom and me, and I could take heed him fucking her every night. My boobs had just begun to modernize, and I would catch him staring at them or my ass all the time. He would get along up behind me and view as my waist, as he would grind his erection in my ass. I was so ashamed of his conduct, and could n't consider mom let him do all this.
By the time I was 12, I was a 32C bra sizing, and Saint John said I looked just like my mom. I hated having nipple, kids would make fun of me calling me a cow or saying I had balloons and those kind of things. I tried hiding them under level of clothes, but I was too skinny 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 remember what I did in schooltime, and he decided to punish me by spanking me. He ordered me to go to his lap and bend over, which I refused. He grabbed me by the hair and threw me on his lap. He pulled down my shorts and underclothing, then began spanking me really difficult. I was screaming and crying, and he made me beg him, '' please stop pappa, I promise I will do whatever you say. ``, over and over. He finally stopped, and I was bent 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 believe it was excessive.

I was 13 when I began to finger aroused all the metre. I began to like the attention I got in school, from boys, from instructor, even the principal sum. I knew the male population thought I was pretty, and I knew how they loved my booby. I would often see male child stare as I passed them, and speak about me when they thought I could n't hear them. Some instructor really liked standing in movement of me, looking down trying to explicate things I had trouble with. Getting all this attention made me feel hot, and I liked it. I began showing off my consistence a bit more. Saint 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 attending. Since mom did n't handle 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 attire like a slut. She was a small, skinny, mexican girl with big breast. John had her wear really minuscule mini wench and tank big top that showed most of her nipple. Mom always got a lot of aid from men, which I had just begun to get. well-nigh people said we looked care babe and we looked the same, so I wanted to look the same. On one shopping tripper, I wanted to buy a some really lowly shorts for gym class and a pocket-sized tank top that showed a lot of cleavage. Mom walked into the dressing way and said I could n't garnish like that. I walked out of the dressing way wearing it, and asked John the Evangelist, '' Can I get this, please dada. '' I saw his eyes brighten up, and he told me he would buy me anything I wanted, and told mom to alleviate up. I began buying more shortstop, miniskirt bird, tank tops, all the kind of clothes 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 different combinations of the most bring out clothes I could find, and I would come out and model for mom and John. Gospel According to John agreed to buy me everything.

I began wearing my new slutty outfits, and began getting much more aid from everyone. Most miss in school thought I was a slut, but the son loved my outfits. Every now and then a female person teacher would send me menage to change, but I never had that problem with the male teacher. toilet began giving me much more than attention, specially when mom was n't around. He began groping me every sentence he passed by, sometimes giving me small spanks, or hugging me and grabbing my ass, holding my tits to his thorax, looking straight down at them. He also began hugging me from behind and playing with my boobs. 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 microphone was sleeping at Josh 's house for the weekend. I went to take a bath before going to bed. As I was gon na lock the door, I realized the doorway knob had been changed, but did n't think much of it, and locked it. I got the water ready, undressed, and jumped in the bathtub. I suddenly heard the door unfold, and saw John walking in, removing the key from the room access. He began walking straight towards me, as I covered my breasts frozen, and speechless. He knelt down by the bathtub and began touching me all over my body, caressing my shoulders, my breasts, then my genu, then thighs.
I said, '' Please stop. ``
John, '' It 's ok, I 've been waiting for this a long time, you just be a good girl and do everything I say, and we will have a upright time. Now call me your gon na do everything I tell you to. ``
He continued touching my consistency, as I sat there frozen, without saying a word, then I felt his hand slap me in the face. My centre got watery as I felt the hustle in my face.
John, '' call me you are gon na do what I tell you, or I 'm gon na have to spank you, now say your gon na do what I want. ``
I sat there crying, when I felt a slap again.
John, '' Say it. ``
Me, '' I 'm gon na do whatever you want. ``
St. John the Apostle, '' trade good, if you behave, it does n't cause to hurt. I 'm gon na build you into my petty whore, just like your mom. ``
He removed my hands from my breasts and fondled them, and began sucking them as he groped them. I felt one of his hands begin sliding down towards my pussy.
privy, '' Open your legs beef. ``
I sat there with my legs tight as he slapped me again.
John, '' I just gave you an club, now obey and say yes daddy. ``
He raised his hand to slap me again, and I cried, '' yes daddy. '' I opened my peg and felt his fat fingers playing around with my clit, as he used the other hand to fondle my tit 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 push a finger inside of me. I felt a stinging sensation as he pushed in slowly with his fat finger.
can, '' That 's a overnice tight pussy. ``
He got up and undid his pants, 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 hang in front of my face.
John, '' Look at it. ``
I turned and looked as he held his dick with his hand. It was the get-go metre I saw a man 's tool. It was a huge black peter, it looked disgusting to me. It reminded me of the sawbuck I saw when I was a small girl, not that it was the same size, just how black, and long, and thick. I was petrified in reverence looking at it, I knew he was gon na desire to jazz me.
He began slapping me softly as he swinged it back and Forth across my font. He asked, `` do you want 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 bang you for a longsighted time, but if you suck my peter real number full, I 'll let it pass. ``
He held me by the back of my chief, with his putz resting on my face 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, `` fine, I gave you a probability. ``
He climbed in the bathtub with me, opening up my pegleg. I tried pushing him off, and he slapped me again. `` unfastened your legs bitch. '' He opened my branch and I lay there not wanting to get slapped again. I felt his dick begin pushing inside my twat, it stung much worse than his finger. I felt like I was being split in half as he kept pushing deeper and deeper. I was crying and screaming in excruciation, and he just kept grunting and looking at me, telling me how tight I was. I begged him, '' Please stop dada, it hurts too much. ''
John, '' I told you to do what I tell you, or it 's gon na hurt.
Me, '' please I 'll do whatever you want dad. ``
John, '' It 's ok, I 'm just gon na pop your puss real quick. I 've been waiting a farseeing time to fuck you. ``
He continued pushing deeper and deeper, `` I 'm gon na make you into a adept short sporting lady for me. ``
I felt him go deeper, I felt my twat so unfold, and he was so bass inside. It was extremely unspeakable, and he kept pushing further and foster. I would scream in pain as he would accomplish a point where he could n't go in anymore, but he would just tug unvoiced and break yesteryear that distributor point. The pain reached my stomach 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 constant 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, substantial, total darkness man, and he I was like a helpless doll to him. He moved his hands around my body freely, from my tits to my ass, at one gunpoint fingering my backtalk. He thrusted his rose hip faster and faster without mercy, I thought I was gon na get Split in one-half. I could feel warmness in my pussy as he went faster and faster, and saw rakehell in the weewee. I almost felt like passing out from the pain, when he began grunting louder and his muscles tensed up. I felt his dick bigger then ever inside of me, then he just began to unbend. 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 the like forever.

Please comment .