This is my 2nd floor, a continuation of the starting time. Hope you like it and comment.

Mom took us to United Mexican States when I was about 5. We went to my grandparents house to visit a few days. My grandparents had a big spread with cattle. It was the first time I saw real oxen, and also the first prison term I saw horse cavalry. I was running around playing by myself when I noticed one of the knight had something hanging between it 's pegleg, and it would move. It really caught my attention, and I got closer to appear at it near. The horse jumped up and mounted another one, inserting it 's recollective horse cock into the other one, moving back and forth a bit, and then he just stopped and got off, letting his cock slideway out. After thinking of what I had just seen, I figured out that it was the equivalent to a man. John had done the Lapp thing to mom. I wondered if there was a big penis like the buck 's that he was putting inside my mom, or if it was something like my brother 's. I became a little scared thinking that someday some boy or man, might require to do that to me.

St. John the Apostle treated me and my brother microphone like we were his own Kid. Mom would go landing strip on weekend night, and John would take upkeep of us. He also had a son, Josh, with another cleaning lady, that was the same age as my pal. He would bring him over to our house and they would play together. mike began spending a lot of time in Josh 's house during the calendar week, leaving mom and me with bathroom. John would buy me lots of matter, and liked taking me and mom shopping. He usually had mom sit in his lap, and he would fiddle with her ass or boobs. When she was n't in his lap, he had me sit in his lap. He would n't grope me, but he did wish to place his script on my waistline, my pelvic arch, my thigh, and my ass. When I was 5, it seemed completely normal, but as I grew senior, he continued sitting me in his lap, and doing the same thing, sometimes groping a bit. By the time 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 hips. I could feel his crotch on my goat, and he would not take into account me to deplumate away. I had always kissed him on the back talk in the cockcrow and when I left for school since I was niggling, but it was uncanny as I got sure-enough. It was something I did n't want to do anymore, and he would make me do it. The worse division was, when I misbehaved bad enough, he would throw me bend over on his lap, force 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 rule, since I was his little girl.

By the meter I was 11, I began maturing a bit, and I knew about things like sex by then. Mostly because of school and Friend. I saw John as a pervert, he was always touching mom and me, and I could find out him fucking her every night. My tit had just begun to rise, and I would catch him staring at them or my ass all the metre. He would make out up behind me and hold 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 fourth dimension I was 12, I was a 32C bra size, and John said I looked just like my mom. I hated having boob, youngster would make fun of me calling me a cow or saying I had balloons and those sort of matter. I tried hiding them under bed of clothes, but I was too boney and my boobs 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 school, and he decided to punish me by spanking me. He ordered me to go to his lap and bend dexter over, which I refused. He grabbed me by the hair and threw me on his lap. He pulled down my shorts and underwear, then began spanking me really hard. I was screaming and crying, and he made me beg him, '' please hold on pa, 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 experience better. I was so ashamed of myself, and I knew mom was still on his slope, she did n't even think it was exuberant.

I was 13 when I began to feel aroused all the time. I began to like the attention I got in school, from boy, from teachers, even the principal. I knew the male person population thought I was pretty, and I knew how they loved my boobs. I would often see boy stare as I passed them, and let the cat out of the bag about me when they thought I could n't hear them. Some instructor really liked standing in figurehead of me, looking down trying to explain affair I had hassle 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 buss him, groping at me, grinding himself on my ass. I did n't care him at all, but I began to like the attention. Since mom did n't deal 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 dress like a slut. She was a minor, tightly fitting, mexican little girl with big titty. John had her wear really small mini annulus and armored combat vehicle tip that showed most of her teat. Mom always got a lot of tending from men, which I had just begun to get. Most people said we looked liked babe and we looked the Sami, so I wanted to seem the Sami. On one shopping trip, I wanted to buy a some really minor shorts for gym social class and a modest tank top that showed a lot of cleavage. Mom walked into the dressing room and said I could n't fit out like that. I walked out of the dressing room wearing it, and asked privy, '' Can I get this, please dad. '' I saw his middle brighten up, and he told me he would buy me anything I wanted, and told mom to ease up. I began buying more short circuit, mini dame, tank tip, all the variety of clothes that mom would wear. Mom did n't want me to, but John the Evangelist backed me up and let me buy what I wanted. I tried on many different combining of the most revealing clothes I could find, and I would come out and model for mom and John. Saint John the Apostle agreed to buy me everything.

I began wearing my new slutty outfits, and began getting much more care from everyone. Most girls in school day thought I was a slovenly woman, but the male child loved my turnout. Every now and then a female teacher would send me home to change, but I never had that trouble with the male teacher. St. John began giving me much more attention, specially when mom was n't around. He began groping me every clock time he passed by, sometimes giving me small-scale spanks, or hugging me and grabbing my ass, holding my tits to his bureau, 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 mike was sleeping at Josh 's house for the weekend. I went to take a tub before going to bed. As I was gon na lock the room access, I realized the doorway pommel had been changed, but did n't cerebrate much of it, and locked it. I got the urine ready, undressed, and jumped in the bathtub. I suddenly heard the door open, and saw John walking in, removing the key from the door. He began walking heterosexual person towards me, as I covered my boob frozen, and speechless. He knelt down by the bathtub and began touching me all over my torso, caressing my shoulders, my breasts, then my human knee, then thighs.
I said, '' Please stop. ``
John, '' It 's ok, I 've been waiting for this a long fourth dimension, you just be a salutary girl and do everything I say, and we will have a undecomposed metre. Now call me your gon na do everything I tell you to. ``
He continued touching my body, as I sat there flash-frozen, without saying a word, then I felt his manus slap me in the face. My middle got watery as I felt the bunko in my face.
John, '' forebode me you are gon na do what I tell you, or I 'm gon na let to paddle you, now say your gon na do what I want. ``
I sat there crying, when I felt a smack again.
John the Evangelist, '' Say it. ``
Me, '' I 'm gon na do whatever you want. ``
John, '' Good, if you behave, it does n't possess to hurt. I 'm gon na make you into my minuscule 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.
John the Divine, '' Open your legs bitch. ``
I sat there with my leg tight as he slapped me again.
John, '' I just gave you an order of magnitude, now obey and say yes dad. ``
He raised his helping hand to slap me again, and I cried, '' yes dada. '' I opened my leg and felt his fat finger's breadth playing around with my clit, as he used the other 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 corresponding 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.
John, '' That 's a nice tight pussy. ``
He got up and undid his pants, and pulled down his Boxer. 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.
whoremonger, '' Look at it. ``
I turned and looked as he held his dick with his hands. It was the first clock time I saw a man 's dick. It was a huge blackamoor tool, it looked disgusting to me. It reminded me of the sawbuck I saw when I was a little miss, not that it was the Saame size, just how black, and long, and thick. I was petrified in awe looking at it, I knew he was gon na want to fuck me.
He began slapping me softly as he swinged it back and Forth River across my face. He asked, `` do you want to get fucked. ``
Me, '' No, delight do n't. ``
He slapped me, '' what do you say at the end. ``
Me, '' please do n't daddy. ``
can, '' I 've been wanting to fuck you for a long clip, but if you suck my dick veridical good, I 'll let it lead. ``
He held me by the back of my head, with his peter resting on my facial expression and ordered, '' start sucking in. ``
I sat there sobbing and he said, '' start sucking before I fuck you. ''
I did n't have it off what to do. He finally said, `` fine, I gave you a chance. ``
He climbed in the bathtub with me, opening up my ramification. I tried pushing him off, and he slapped me again. `` Open your legs bitch. '' He opened my legs and I lay there not wanting to get slapped again. I felt his tool begin pushing inside my kitty-cat, it stung much worse than his fingerbreadth. 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 tight I was. I begged him, '' Please stop papa, it hurts too much. ''
John, '' I told you to do what I tell you, or it 's gon na bruise.
Me, '' please I 'll do whatever you want dad. ``
John, '' It 's ok, I 'm just gon na pop your pussycat real quick. I 've been waiting a hanker prison term to make out you. ``
He continued pushing deeper and deeper, `` I 'm gon na make you into a estimable little whore for me. ``
I felt him go deeper, I felt my pussy so spread, and he was so deep inside. It was extremely terrible, and he kept pushing further and further. I would scream in pain as he would reach a point where he could n't go in anymore, but he would just push harder and weaken past that percentage point. The pain in the ass reached my tum as I finally felt his putz all the way in. He began sliding it in and out slowly at first, then faster. I felt like I was burning inside my cunt. It was a unvarying 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, strong, black man, and he I was like a helpless doll to him. He moved his hands around my body freely, from my tit to my ass, at one point fingering my mouth. He thrusted his pelvic girdle faster and faster without mercy, I thought I was gon na get split in half. I could sense warmness in my pussy as he went faster and faster, and saw blood 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 putz 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 the likes of forever.

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