I know I said I'm 18 but I'm really 15.

My mom's boyfriend raped me when I was 10. I know you probably figure he deserved to be castrated and executed. You would be wrong.

My mom and her boyfriend started to date when I was 9. I didn't know at the time but he had confessed to her that he was a child molester and on the sexual offender watch list. Both of his victims were 7 year old twin daughters of the girl he was dating. He did only a little prison time for it and was on parole when he met my mom.

He was really nice. He was also gorgeous. He had a pretty face that he kept perfectly shaved. He looked half his age. He was 30 and looked 15. He had long hair and looked kind of feminine and had very soft looks. He was slender. Did I mention he was really nice?? He was. He was kind and soft spoken and affectionate and not in a dirty way.

One day Mom had to go away for the weekend and asked her boyfriend to babysit me. I was 10 by then. We had grown quite close. Up to then he had not made a single move on me unless you counted he washed my back when I was in the bath (at my request) and he loved to shampoo my hair (also at my request since to me it's a chore) and he would massage my feet (his idea but it felt awesome so I let him) and he even gave me the best neck and shoulder massages. he would have me sit on his lap and brush my hair and play with it for hours at a time. I figured out from sitting on his erection that I was turning him on and I planned to use that to my advantage. Mom had explained sex and reproduction to me and gave me advanced lectures on manipulating men using sex. I intended to experiment with Mom's boyfriend in that last topic.

Mom's boyfriend, Jake, short for Jacob, told her that was a bad idea. He said he should NOT be left alone with little girls. She said nonsense, he knew he was a file and simply warned him to keep his hands to himself and he said he would but really didn't want the temptation as it was painful for him to be that close and not be able to touch. He described it as being an alcoholic working at a bar as a bar tender and his boss one day told him he had to taste every beverage but then spit it out and not swallow. Looking back, a very apt analogy.

He seemed quite scared and I picked up on it though not sure what he was scared about. Meanwhile, unbeknownst to Mom and Jake, I had developed a condition known as precocious puberty. My breasts were budding and I had a full bush of pubic hair and only two weeks after this incident I had my first period, yes at ten. Of course I didn't know at the time what it was. I only knew that I was the only girl my age with a big bush of pubic hair and a-cup tits and in fact there were a lot of 11 and 12 year old's not nearly as developed as I was. Accompanying these developments were intense, hormone induced desires. Not long before this happened I started to masturbate and had my first orgasm from doing that. My primary masturbatory fantasies surrounded Jake raping me. It was in fact all I could think of. I spent a lot of time looking at internet porn. It is funny how parent still think they can protect their children from porn by locking them out or putting special software on their computers but there are so many ways around all that. I found where someone had posted a video of two men, a teen with long hair like Jake and an older guy with a huge cock both fucking a 9 year old girl and she kept telling them "rape me harder, make it hurt more Daddy!" It was only about a minute long and I played it in a continuous loop and frigged myself like crazy wishing that was being done to me and I was the 9 year old victim and Jake was one of the two guys. I don't remember how many times that video gave me an orgasm.

So when I found out that I would be alone with Jake for three whole days I saw my chance. I was so horny I lost all control of myself and threw myself at him. So knowing he had a thing for long hair I got my hairbrush and hopped onto his lap (something he had long forbidden me from ever doing) and and handed it to him and commanded "brush my hair." He shoved me off his lap and said "don't do that." I figured out really fast why he was reluctant. I saw his erection tenting his shorts. So I went back into my room and went back on the computer. I suspected that the reason he acted like he did was because he was a child molester but one with guilty feelings and the way mom talked to him I suspected she knew about it and that was why she warned him the way she did. but knowing about the sex offenders watch list and suspecting he was one I put two and two together and looked him up to see if he was on it. Sure enough there he was and it even said his crime, raping two 7 year old girls. Now I knew I had him. It was just a matter of finding his breaking point and I knew I had to do it before the end of the weekend as I didn't know when my next chance might be.

So I snuck into my moms room and stole some lingerie. I put on a black lace bra, garter belt, fishnet stockings, crotchless lace panties and topped it off with six inch black pumps. Oh and I kept my hair in pigtails. I then put on red nail polish and red lipstick. I strutted into the living room where Jake was watching the game and walked right up to him and simply said "rape me." Now what file could resist a 10 year old in prostitute costume demanding "rape me." well apparently Jake because he screamed at me to go put on some clothes and wipe the "paint" off my face.

Ok so that blew up in my face. Then I got to thinking that if he liked little girls he probably wouldn't find someone wearing clothes like that especially sexy so I went back to the computer and searched for information on what files liked to see their victims wear. The top two choices were school girl uniform and little girl Pj's. Other contenders were girl scout uniform, cheer leader uniform and slutty lingerie. Well I already tried one of those and it didn't work and I wasn't a girl scout or cheerleader so that left little girl Pj's and school girl uniform. I honestly thought the PJ's were the best choice. I happen to have a pink onesie that zippered to the neck and covered every thing but the face and had two cute bunny ears and holes for pigtails and a flap in the back for using the toilet. I put it on, shoved my pigtails through the pigtail holes. zippered up and undid the flap so my ass and crotch would be exposed. I then got my hairbrush and strutted back into the living room.

"I've been a very naughty girl Daddy, please punish me!" Well I thought for sure that would do it. It didn't. He told me to stop screwing around and that he was going to tell my mom and she would be the one to punish me. I couldn't even convince him to brush my hair but I could see I was getting to him because his dick was still tenting his shorts and I'm pretty sure it wasn't because his team was winning.

so I went back to my room and changed out of the Pj's and into the school girl uniform. I fixed my pigtails and put them up this time in big burgundy bows. I curled my pigtails to make them look more like a little girl's pigtails. I put on my sheerest white blouse which had short sleeves. Before that I put lipstick on my nipples to make them more visible through my blouse. I put on white cotton panties but I cut a hole in them so he could fuck his choice of my kunt or ass if he wanted to without taking them off. I put on burgundy knee socks that were trimmed in burgundy lace like what a little girl might wear. I put on my most girly shoes which looked kind of like a style that a toddler might wear. My grandmother gave me them for my birthday but I never wore them for precisely the reason they didn't look grown up enough for me but when you are enticing a child molester into raping you, you don't want to look grown up. So I put them on. Finally I carefully cut off half the length of a burgundy plaid pleated skirt my grandmother also gave me that I never wore because I usually never wore skirts or dresses and then put it on. I strutted back into the living room and I had in my hand the brush again and I also has a cane and my dad's old leather belt that he left behind and without saying a word I hopped up into Jake's lap and gave him my best pout and apologized for being a tease and told him I was really naughty and promised to be good if only he would punish me.

Well that seemed to do the trick. He bent me over his knee, lifted my skirt and spanked me. In one video I saw a girl getting similar treatment and she was made to count off the strokes, thank her master for each stroke and request another. Knowing from some of the bondage videos I saw that a lot of guys who liked younger girls liked being called Daddy I said "thank you Daddy that was one, may I have another??" followed by a little wiggle of my little butt. With that he slapped me again and I repeated counting along the way and he waited until I requested another and so on until he got to 100 and my but was sore but not too sore to take more. I handed him my Dad's belt and told him he could use that on me if only he let me sit in his lap and he would brush my hair. You wouldn't think it would be so difficult to bribe a file to molest a little girl but Jake had rock solid self control that was going to take a lot to break through.

So he gave me a few pretty hard strokes with the belt but not hard enough to make me stop asking for more. It wasn't that I'm a pain slut or anything. I just figured that this was a good way into getting him to eventually rape me and it was not unbearable. so next I handed him the cane figuring, how bad could it be?? Well the cane was pretty bad. I surrendered after just three strokes and he really didn't hit me that hard but I just really could not take as much as I thought I would be able to but that turned out to be OK because after I cried uncle next thing I knew Jake was softly caressing my butt cheeks. FINALLY! he was molesting me. Albeit not that severely but it still counted as molestation and I could tell by the erecting stabbing my belly that he was enjoying it as much as I was though I paid a heavy price to get things to go this far. I felt Jake dip his finger into the crack of my ass and just once caressed one finger across my pussy lips. It was electric. Just that one touch, if that was all I was going to get, was worth all the trouble. He told me punishment was over and I could now be naughty enough to deserve the punishment I got. What a novel idea. Get the punishment first then enjoy doing the crime afterwards. I hopped into his lap and handed the brush yet again and deliberately sat directly on his erection capturing it between my thighs. He made no move to adjust himself or move me. He then spent the next two hours brushing and playing with my hair. It was heavenly having his hands all over my hair, scalp, neck, shoulders playing with me. I was his toy and loved every minute of it.

After he hair play things kind of wound down a bit and so I figured I would spice it up by asking Jake to give me a massage. I got off his lap then laid down with my face in his lap deliberately placing my cheek right on top of that huge erection which the whole time never went down. If it was anything else but a cock I would have been uncomfortable but somehow knowing it was a cock pressed against my cheek I didn't mind the discomfort the whole time imagining him unzipping his pants and making me choke on it while he molested me.

He lifted my skirt and massaged my ass for a while. I rubbed my face on his crotch while he did it. He then untucked my blouse and slid his hand up my back and massaged my back. He did my neck, shoulders, arms, hands legs thighs and feet. Mostly I liked his hands sliding up my thighs and massaging my ass and fingering just a little through the holes I cut in my panties. Jake figured out what those holes were for though he didn't stick his finger in my pussy like I wanted him to.

After a while I rolled over onto my back and offered my front side to be massaged. He got everywhere saving the best for last. Second to last was a fifteen minute tit massage. My nipples ached but I got to loving the pain in my nipples and wished he was rougher with them. finally he pulled off my panties and pulled my knees apart and stuck a finger in my pussy. He gently finger fucked me being careful not to bust my cherry and rubbed my clit and damned near made me cum.

When he withdrew his hand I got off his lap. He made no attempt to stop what I did next. I got on my knees and unzipped his pants like I was opening a Christmas present. finally I was going to get to play with a real penis. It was a struggle to get it out at first. It was so huge and the opening in his shorts was so small but I managed then thought better of it and unsnapped them and got him to let me pull them off altogether. I looked up into his eyes with the sweetest innocent seductive pout I could muster up and begged "may I please suck on your penis Daddy??" He answered me by reaching for my handles, er, pigtails and pulling my fact to his crotch. I struggled to get as much into my mouth as possible. I was only able to handle about a third of it. I was imagining not having teeth and him ramming the whole thing down my throat and choking on it and wondering what it might be like to choke to death on his cock.

One would think that having a ten year old girl in pigtails and a school girl uniform desperately trying to cram a file's huge erection down her tiny throat would be enough to make him cum but as I said he has amazing self control. Well finally my throat began to ache and I couldn't take any more choking on that beautiful monster and so I got off him and took his balls in my hands and suggested he follow me into my bedroom. I had my favorite kiddy port queued up on the computer so I just pressed play and told him he could watch but he had to be raping me while he did. He got me started by eating me out for a few minutes. I never thought to ask him to do that. It definitely made it better. He then got on top and without further encouragement he rammed it home, all the way in to the hilt and I thought I was going to be raped to death it hurt so bad but I was so horny and with all else that happened the pain was making me more horny and I started to get close to cumming. What made me finally cum was when he said he was going to cum soon and he told me he was going to make me pregnant and as soon as he said that he began squirting and feeling his cum squirt deep inside me sent me over the edge and I had my orgasm. It was painful but the pain enhanced it. It was my best cum ever and he could have whipped me while he raped me and it would only have made my orgasm more powerful.

He gave up resisting at that point. He raped me six more times that weekend each time I initiated the rape by pleading "rape me again daddy." and he did. The last time was a miscalculation. We thought Mom said she was coming home midnight but she in fact said 9pm. We had planned to be all cleaned up by 10. She walked into my bedroom just as Jake came inside me that last time. I was screaming "rape me harder daddy, hurt me more!" just as he was cumming and mom heard it. Mom was not amused. I think deep down inside she knew this was a possibility. What she had not predicted was that I was even more of a horny pervert than her boyfriend was.

Mom had Jake arrested. Jake confessed throwing himself on the proverbial sword as it were. He did that for me to spare me the trauma of having to testify in court. Normally when they confess they let the victim make a victim impact statement. They normally did NOT let underaged victims do that but rather had the parents do it. I wrote a letter to the judge pleading with him to let me make a statement in person. So he agreed but only if my mom agreed as well. She did.

So pretty much the story I told above is what I read out loud in the court to the judge. I was wearing my school girl uniform at the time and had my hair in pigtails and I tried my best to look like a seductive little cock hungry Lolita. I told the judge that Jake was a mere male without the power to resist my feminine charms. I told him that there was plenty of guilt to go around that that proportionately I was 95% responsible for what happened. then I looked the judge in the eye, pouted and said to him, "honestly, your honor, if the two of us were alone and I was wearing this and twirling my pigtails and then did a strip tease, grabbed your crotch and said "I've been a naughty girl Daddy, please punish me!" could you resist??"

The judge turned to Jake and told him that the punishment for raping a child under 13 was 25 to life. But he then said that I was right and that I bore 95% of the responsibility for the rape based on my very "naughty" behavior. So he sentenced Jake to 15-30 months for third degree sexual assault. He ordered Jake to stay away from me until I turned 16. He then informed Jake that he gave him credit for the six months he was already in jail and suspended the rest of the sentence. He said Jake was on probation until I turned 16. I breathed a sigh of relief but it was not over. He then turned to me and said "young lady, all this mercy depends on you agreeing to the following: you may not have contact with your rapist until you are 16 then I don't care what you two do together. but you must serve 100 days community service to be completed by your 16th birthday and it must be done at a rape crisis center juvenile division. Or Jake will serve the full term of 15-30 months in prison.

I eagerly agreed.

On my 16th birthday I moved in with Jake and raped him.