I was raped by my father when i was about ten, I'd heard him arguing with my mother she'd kicked him out of bed so he got in mine with me, I pretended i was asleep after a while his arm went over my waist and his hand went into my pyjama bottoms and he started to play with my penis, Then all of a sudden it started he pulled them down and held me face down roughly and pushed his penis into me the pain was so bad i screamed loudly but he didn't stop, Finaly he grunted and i felt him grow soft and slip out of me, After that he had me whenever he wanted me he even forced me to suck him off on many occasions mum never stopped him she was far too afraid of him, As time went on i not only realised i could get away with a lot even smoking but i discovered i was begining to in some weird way look forward to his visits and began to enjoy what he did to me i have no idea why, At sixteen he would even lend me to a few freinds of his to be fucked by, Now i like much older men who dominate and use me i was conditioned so much that even now i need that roughness from much older men to cum properly, I still hate my father still even though he's dead for what he did to me.