For 25 years I was my father's sex toy. From age 7 he used me sexually. Making me give him head. He took my virginity when I was 9, he demand sex several times a day. When my periods started my ass was fucked. He forced me do every disgusting sex act you can think of. Using my pussy, mouth and ass for what ever got him off. He passed me around to other men, made me fuck dogs and made me do porn to earn money turn me in to a BDSM slave. The worst part is he trained my body to always cum while doing these fucking things. It got to the point that no matter how he used me I began having squirting orgasms. One time in a mall I was 15 and looked at another boy, he pulled me aside and slapped hard several times and I came soaking my mini skirt. He never let me wear panties so my skirt was completely wet, then he made me walk to parking lot . I was so humiliated stand there waiting for the elevator I came again as he had trained me to be a bottom how craved humiliation. Last winter he died, and I was free. But at 33 I'm completely fuck up. I never went to high school or had friends. And have no family. I've tried sex with a dozen men since he died, but I can't cum or get wet. The bastard has made it impossible to cum without him. I hate him for making me this way. But I hate myself even more for wanting his touch again, for wanting to be abused by him for being a worthless slave in love with her master. Why did you have to die Daddy, I miss you so much.

For 25 years I was my father's sex toy. From age 7 he used me sexually. Making me give him head. He took my virginity when I was 9, he demand sex several times a day. When my periods started my ass was fucked. He forced me do every disgusting sex act you can think of. Using my pussy, mouth and ass for what ever got him off. He passed me around to other men, made me fuck dogs and made me do porn to earn money turn me in to a BDSM slave. The worst part is he trained my body to always cum while doing these fucking things. It got to the point that no matter how he used me I began having squirting orgasms. One time in a mall I was 15 and looked at another boy, he pulled me aside and slapped hard several times and I came soaking my mini skirt. He never let me wear panties so my skirt was completely wet, then he made me walk to parking lot . I was so humiliated stand there waiting for the elevator I came again as he had trained me to be a bottom how craved humiliation. Last winter he died, and I was free. But at 33 I'm completely fuck up. I never went to high school or had friends. And have no family. I've tried sex with a dozen men since he died, but I can't cum or get wet. The bastard has made it impossible to cum without him. I hate him for making me this way. But I hate myself even more for wanting his touch again, for wanting to be abused by him for being a worthless slave in love with her master. Why did you have to die Daddy, I miss you so much.
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Last year on a Saturday before Christmas I saw her for the first time in a few months: Joy. Cute blonde, age 53, about 5'6", nice legs, pretty smile. She is kind of special because he knows I am a masturbator and has actually seen pictures of myself masturbating that I had posted on Flickr. The whole story is kind of long, but the short story is this: A woman who was apparently stalking me found my anonymous Flickr stream with pictures of myself masturbating and decided to "out me". She wrote to various people instructing them how to find the pics. Apparently a bunch of people did look for the pics, including Joy. This other person was trying to make all the women who's pictures were on my stream in the non-restricted, non-sexual part of my account be incensed that I would include them in the same Flickr stream that had pics of me beating my meat! Well, her plan basically backfired as all except for one person thinks SHE'S the a****** and not me! Only one person actually commented anything about the masturbation pics directly to my face, and that person was Joy. She and I were shooting video of something one day and talking about cameras, and Joy says "Hey, you really need a new camera for your p*** pictures!" I said,"What do you mean, 'my p*** pictures?'" Of course, I instantly knew what she was talking about. I felt my face turning red, but played dumb. "You know, the pictures of you doing your thing!" With that, she made a hand motion like a hand going up and down on a c***! She had this beautiful wide smile with a gleam in her eye. I nearly f****** fell over, but continued to play dumb and treated it as if she was playing a joke. "Oh yeah, my p*** pictures!" I rolled my eyes like the whole thing was a gag. "The pictures really are terrible aren't they? I do need a new camera for those." A few other people were there and just looked at us like we must have had some inside joke among friends. At the same time I was embarrassed in front of Joy, I was thrilled that she had seen the pics of me masturbating and was OK with it. And she was also OK with the fact her pics were on my personal photo account, and probably figured the whole thing added up to me masturbating to her (which of course I do. A lot!). Several years later she is still a good friend, although I don't see her as often. When she saw me at this huge Christmas party that night, she came all the way across the room to hug me and talk. I stood there gazing into her pretty blue eyes thinking these are the same eyes that were wide and disbelieving when she found my masturbation pics on Flickr. The same eyes that saw my hand on my c*** and my c** shooting then dripping down my fingers. The same eyes that read my captions about how much I m*********, how I love to m*********, and how I love to m********* to women with nice legs and smiles and sexy feet and a****! The same eyes that saw her pictures in the G-rated part of my account and realized: "He masturbates to ME!" The eyes of the same woman who let me know she saw the pictures, but then is still MY friend and not the friend of that other person who "outed" me. What's the point of this, other than the titillation of having a pretty woman I adore see me masturbating? I think the whole episode told me that just about everyone masturbates, and nobody who saw my pics found anything "wrong" with doing that. Beside, You had to do some work to actually find them in the first place. The people that did, including the woman who started this whole chain of events, must have had some huge interest in masturbation to go to all the trouble. I heard through the grapevine that most people she told, if they even tried to look, couldn't find my Flickr stream or at least the adult part of it, and really thought this other woman was a wacko. The people that DID find my pics thought she was a wacko and just plain evil and hypocritical. I am a bit more discreet about my pictures and what I put out there about my masturbation habits, but I'm still proud to be this much in touch with my sexuality and am not afraid to talk about masturbation to reasonable, like-minded adults. Thanks for reading! I'm interested to hear your thoughts and any similar incidents you have!

Last year on a Saturday before Christmas I saw her for the first time in a few months: Joy. Cute blo...