I have a 15 year old daughter. She is everything that you would want, intelligent and pretty, nice and courteous and caring, she is every mother's wish. Since she was born I have always been a mother who sets boundries for her to the point that I have scared her about sex. She is not only not interested, but she she has very high anxiety about it. The idea that one day she is going to be penetrated by a man scares her. At this point I have had to change my tune and let her know that sex is ok, it isn't going to kill her but I haven't gone so far as to tell her that getting forced upon is actually quite nice, even if you don't particularly care for the man or like him.

Me I was the opposite of my daughter, I was spread out and penetrated before I officially became a teen. The man who fucked me, fucked me for a very long time, and finally laid me out and penetrated me analy when I was seventeen. I was always a precosious girl, and was a regular ten cent whore until I met my husband, who finally put all that to stop.

Not one of my pre marital sexual encounters was a bad experience, I enjoyed them to no end, the more and the harsher the better, when he took me in the ass, he laid me over the back of a couch and rammed his dick in me in one stroke, it both hurt like hell and at the same time sent me into one of the deepest orgasms I had experienced to that day. I found out that pain and sex were inseperable, when it came to giving me sexual satisfaction. From that day on I looked for and received hard sex, painful positions, hard treatmen, bruises, lock downs, caged, tied and more. And I never got enough.

Then I met my husband, who hurt me hard before fucking me. But he took me home with him. I was there to be his slave or mistress or whatever the right word was, basically to serve him and have sex with him whenever and however he wanted. This went on until I got pregnant with my daughter, and instantly everything changed. Once pregnant I was no longer available for that kind of sex. I was moved to another house, in another neighborhood and we became respectable. And it was in that house that my daughter was born and she was raised differently. So much so that she is now scared of sex.

How do you tell your daughter to enjoy her body, to enjoy what a man does to you, it just not need to go the way it went with me. That is my dilema, I want her to enjoy sex as much I have, I just didn't want her to start so early. Her body is fine now, ready to receive a man. She should enjoy it, not fear it.

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