From The Day He Fucked Me I Was His For The Rest Of My Life

As a very early teen, 13, my older cousin got on my back and humped my ass until he came all over my back. He got addicted to me and did it several more times before pulling my pants down and going inside me to cum. Fear of my father knowing that I had been fucked and my mother's attitudes against teen pregnancies forced me into a dark alley abortion.

I opted to suck his dick, to let him have me in the ass, he refused absolutely to ever wear a condom. He fucked me a lot and somehow I avoided getting pregnant again. I was sixteen when I was able to get birth control. My parents were totally blind and unaware that my cousin who was taking care of me had been fucking me since I was 13.

When he finished high school and went to college I went into depression. Inconsolable loneliness and nothing worked until he was home and he came in me again. I was his in every sense of the word, as soon as I finished high school and turned 18 we were getting married. In college some girl got pregnant and blamed him. He had fucked her but was pretty sure she was open to anyone fucking her if they had a dick. It was because of DNA that he got off, but it was expensive to prove it. He swore of any other girl after that, that's what I was for and I was waiting for him to come home.

I was still 17 when he was fucking me in the living room of my house when my parents weren't home. I had not been taking my birth control because it was making me sick of the stomach. What we didn't know is that my father had installed security cameras and it was all on tape and he brought the hammer down. You marry that girl, today. And with the judge in my father's pocket we were married that weekend at the house. Now, at last he could fuck me at will and no one could say anything about it.

I wanted to be pregnant. I had to, it was way beyond my control to stop it. I should have told him but he would have backed out. Now I had my baby and all was well with the world. My mother's fear of a teen pregnancy had materialized. And my father's fear of his daughter being fucked had come to happen. Needless to say my parents weren't happy for me. So as soon as I could get pregnant again, I did.

My kids are now nine and ten, and I actually managed to get a college degree. I'm a certified grade school teacher. My cousin has a good job and with help from our parents we have a house of our own. Anything to get me out of their house. My father talks to my cousin now and he brags about how I wasn't going to be happy unless a man had me under his control. He, my father, claims that he aways knew I was a girl who needed a strong hand.

I don't care, I go along with his narrative and I am the chief bottle washer and I don't like a maid in my house, not even if it once every two weeks. I do not want some other woman in my house. I like that my cousin is the boss of us and he keeps me under his thumb. I always did, from the very first time he humped my ass when I was 13. After he fucked me I knew it then, but I didn't know what it was. Once fucked you belong that man for the rest of your life.

I am 27 which is soo young for having a ten and nine year old in school. I get along great with some of the older teachers, with kids in the same age group as mine. The difference between them and me is that it took them another ten to fifteen years to have a man put them under his thumb. In many ways I'm the more mature one, or the one that accepts fully that my cousin is the boss of us.