When I was a kid my parents were dirt poor. Then one day my Dad answered an ad for help wanted and it turned out to be a job working for a very famous and wealthy and powerful celebrity. Dad was very well paid and the guy was very generous in many ways. He helped my Dad buy a house. He gave him a new conversion van one year as a Christmas bonus. He invited all his "servants" to bring their families over several times a year for parties, mostly pool parties and it was a blast. This guy had every luxury imaginable and every toy you could imagine. He had a giant play room with every toy a kid could want and then some. When it rained we would play in the play room. He had video games like pack man and asteroids and others. This was a time before everyone had Nintendo's or X boxes etc. They hadn't been invented yet. He also had all kinds of sports equipment.

So he liked to keep lots of fun stuff around and frequently invited his employees families over and yes you would be correct if you guessed he is a paedofile. Of course in those days we were naïve and didn't know about such things. The monsters who molested little kids were strangers who would stalk playgrounds looking for kids to kidnap. They weren't your boss who you knew for several years and they certainly weren't famous, wealthy powerful celebrities who were very popular and universally loved by the public.

I know you are at this point wondering when I'm going to say who it is but you would be disappointed. I'm not telling because he is dead, telling would only serve to hurt his family who is completely innocent in all this and besides they paid my parents a huge bribe not to disclose any of this. Of course I never signed anything so I can say what happened. I just choose not to say who it was.

So I was 10 the first time it happened to me which was probably about a year after my Dad went to work for him. He invited me over for a sleep over pajama party he held for his "servant's" kids and there were about 20 of us there, mostly boys but a few girls. I was going through my long hair period and had hair down to the middle of my back and looked kind of girly but I didn't care because a lot of kids I knew thought it was cool that I had long hair. Besides I was quite athletic and when you can out run all your classmates, have perfect aim with a baseball and basket ball and have other athletic skills people overlook anything that might make you different from them, even kids. So despite being the only one with super long hair I fit in pretty well. This also seems to be a large reason why my Dad's employer wanted to play with me.

So we were all sitting around watching a movie that was playing on his VCR (most people didn't have on back then due to the expense) and that was a novelty in itself. He had it hooked up to a projection TV (a whopping 35 inches) and a stereo and so it was almost like having a private movie theatre. We were all in our PJs and the girls in night gowns and he supplied all of them and they were all a bit shear and oddly pink. We later found out he had them all custom made so he could see through them. But at the time we were just kids and didn't realize the alterior motives. So he came out among us and looked around and chose me to come be with him in his inner sanctum. That was my first time and it was exciting to me. Nobody warned me what that meant.

To make a long story short he gave me my first blow job, made me jerk off his enormous cock and then very oddly made me "punish" him afterwards by spanking his ass. I felt scared and weird and awkward and a lot of other emotions. I told my parents afterwards what he did to me. They told me not to tell anyone and that as long as I was nice to him he would be very nice to all of us. So realizing what was at stake I just went along to get along and about once a month I spent a weekend in his bed. Eventually it progressed to him fucking my ass and making me sucking him off and that was followed by punishment which eventually meant I was to dress up in a frilly dominatrix costume and tie him up and whip and torture him and tell him he was a bad peadofile while doing it. It was kind of weird but eventually I kind of got into the second part of our play time. I even learned to love getting it up the ass once a month and was disappointed I couldn't talk him into more frequently raping me but he liked to rotate victims so it was once a month for about three years. Then I just got to be too mature for his taste and he moved onto my little brother who was seven when it was his turn. He got the treatment for six years. I told him early on that if you tell the guy he is a naughty paedofile and had to be punished he would let you end the games early and you could tie him up and get your revenge. I wish somebody had told me that, it would have saved some unpleasantness while I was in the process of getting used to a monster cock up my ass. Those first few dozen times hurt a lot.

So Then my little brother got too old and all of a sudden Dad was persona non grata and not long after that rumors started to spread about what was going on in his little fantasy palace and Dad got smart and got a nice fat settlement. Ok bribe would be more like it but looking back, private schools, Harvard, the mansion, my H2 and Benz and the beach house on Sanibel and trips to Europe. Ok I guess that makes me a whore but so what. I would have done it all over again. A few years after the settlement the rumors and shit hit the fan and the whole world knew what this guy was about and then just a few years ago he died of a drug overdose. You are probably thinking it is one particular person and you might be correct but I'm still not saying his name. This is just my story the way I experienced it and there was both good and bad. Yes it was bad that he raped me and my little brother repeatedly but it was good that he compensated our family financially in such a huge way that I feel it was worth it. I have all the things I could ever want out of life and will never have to work a day in my life. My parents live comfortably in their retirement in Hawaii. And I learned to love perverted sex. No I'm not turned into an abuser myself, at least not to little kids. I do still like to tie up men and torment them for fun and there is no end of willing victims who let me do that. Despite being in my 40s I still look pretty good. And I know you probably think he turned me gay but he didn't. I was bi to start with. I knew that at age 9 though the only part of him I was ever really attracted to was his enormous monster cock which was an acquired taste. Despite that I prefer girls slightly and most of my lovers have been women. My wife and I still like to keep male slaves like I talked about and we do share. It's fun watching her piss in their mouth while I cane their nuts.

So that's my story with the names left out.