"Please Daddy…. Please I want to be your little girl for a bit longer still… just a few more weeks maybe? I love you so much I want to be sure…"... soft and menacing laugh from her father as he twists those lubed up fingers a bit faster... leaning to bite down on the back of her shoulder hard and then reaches up to unhook her hands from the pot rack above. He bends her back over the countertop and kicks open her legs again."Don't question your Father Rebecca. I'm fucking this ass. Right now."And. She had had little financial backing throughout her married life, the tight bastard had made her an allowance to run the house and their lives on, oh he would buy her presence now and again, a new dress, jewellery, a cane or handcuffs etc and she knew he cared in his own strange way, so to survive she had stayed with him, put up with his spankings, his caning and his pain games, knowing it was his way of expressing his love, and that he would be worse after a month or two away, decidedly worse,. After that he just went and lay on his bed for a nap. I too went and lay near him. He had not slept. When I layed, I moved my pallu further so as to expose my navel. I pretended to be fast asleep. But my eyes weren’t totally closed, so I could see a vague image of everything. Sanju was staring at me. After sometime, he kept his hand on my hand and the waved infront of my face to ensure that I was asleep. I acted so well to convince him that I was alseep. He placed his hand right on my belly and. Later, after puberty, I did it two or three times with a couple of boys, twins in fact, but thats a whole story in itself, so I may tell about it another time. Another time, also after puberty, I did it with 3 boys, and mostly we just watched each other jack off, to see each other shoot off. But it wasnt the kind of close contact and stuff that we did with just two of us together. I dont know exactly why but I think in part it was because there was a kind of trust, like an unspoken pact,.