I fought for my life every day I was there, because he had one purpose in mind.’ I looked away, blinking back tears, as I remembered every life I he...d, and every life I gave up. ‘You don’t believe me do you, the bruises aren’t enough proof? Well look at my back, that should be proof enough for you.’ He gave me a look, which said he was unsure, but that he would look anyway. He grabbed both my arms in one hand, it was easy enough seeing how underweight I was. He lifted off me just enough to. Here she was about to get laid and it was her dad. She never thought in a million years her dad would cheat on her mom. She wanted to tell her dad to stop but fear stopped her. Ashley would be fired, her parents would divorce, and she would be a laughing stock. She would just go through with it. John pulled his daughters miniskirt and panties of her teen body as he removed his own clothes. Melody had to admit her dad was good looking and his cock was huge, bigger than any of the guys she. As I have mentioned before, I am now subject to periods of madness which I lovingly refer to as reality being bendy. Last night I awoke in a state of full blown terror and internal reality was absolutely bendy. Back in the day, I’ve done things they say make LSD look like bathwater in comparison and last night it was full speed ahead welcome to hell.Normally, I have for lack of a better words an anchor. I know which way is up so to speak. Not this time, I was drowning. None of my normal tricks. He sucked on my neck and licked around my ears, occasionally plunging his tongue into my oral orifice again. I wrapped my arms around him, the way I thought I should do and as I did so, he reached up and took my right hand in his left. I stumbled behind him as he practically dragged me down the dim hallway and into a dark room. He skillfully removed my shirt and said "get your shoes off". I bent over to oblige, and then sat on the floor so I didn't fall over - the alcohol had worked it's magic!.