father daughter rape
I guess I’ve always had a thing for rape. Not the violent sick kind. I just like nice, normal rape stories. You know what I mean? I always thought it was cruel to pierce a woman’s nipples, or cut them off, or punch her in the face and slap her around–I mean c’mon, why? I don’t want to make her fuck a dog, lick a cat, or drink cum from a horse. I certainly have no desire to see her 3 yr old abused. The things I read on the internet can be quite disgusting. Bestiality, torture, infantilism, scat, snuff, necrophilia…my god what is wrong with these people?!
I just like rape. Rape by intimidation, lies, trickery, threats, blackmail, drugs–soft core.
An intelligent good sized man can catch a woman by surprise and rape her. It’s easy, you don’t have to hurt her.
I’ve fantasized about doing it, even wrote rape/incest stories on the net, but I knew I could never really do it. I mean raping is the easy part. It’s getting away with it that is hard. I guess I had resigned myself to being an onlooker, to beating my meat in frustration. Then a couple of things happened in a very short period of time.
My daughter started growing up. She went from being my little girl, to a sexy young woman. Susan is 14 years old, 5ft 2inch tall and wears a 32 c cup. She still has braces and has begun to wear adult nighties, and light makeup.
She also started making new friends. There was a group of smart-assed punks she hung around with. She began cutting class. and talking fresh to me and her mother. I’m sorry but, I just won’t accept that. I tried grounding her, but she ignored me. I took away her allowance but she didn’t need money, her new friends just bought stuff for her (or more likely stole it).
The first time I spanked her was when I caught her sneaking back in, at 3 in the morning. I waited until she was in bed then came in her room and locked her door.
“Susan get up, I know you are not asleep!” I roared.
“Jesus Christ dad, when are you gonna stop being a Nazi, shit! Get a life!”
I was stunned to hear the contempt in my little girl’s voice. We used to be so close. She was my Buttercup Angel. The tears welled up in my eyes, but there was rage too. She was defying me, to my face! Susan was ruining her life and I had to get control again.
Fast.
I yanked her out of the bed; she was just wearing a nightie and panties-no bra. I could see them; I could see her cone shaped tits. I wanted to rip her clothes, expose her to her daddy’s lust.
“You don’t talk to me like that. Nothing else seems to work. You will learn to respect me. You want to be a spoiled brat? Fine I’ll treat you like one. GET over here!,” I growled as I pulled, my daughter into my lap and began spanking her ass hard. I flipped her nightie up and beat her panty clad bottom for at least 5 minutes.
“OWW! Stop it, you’re hurting me–SHIT! Dad(smack), ow dad(whap)…I’m sorry, I won’t do it again–AH! Oh god, oh god OWW! PLEASE DADDY, Puh-leeeze!”
She sounded so humble, so truly sorry for what she had done. It made me feel good. Plus slapping, pounding her firm teenage ass while her tits hung over my lap–gave me a feeling of power. But it was also sexual, I enjoyed it.
I wanted more. A lot more.
Over the next couple of days my daughter was quite subdued. None of her recent arrogance, or defiance. She did not cut school, and when I said be home by 9pm, she was.
My wife asked me about the change and I explained that I had spanked her. She was surprised at first but then said, “Well we tried everything else. I’m sorry, I could never do that, but it is the only thing that has worked–it needs to be done. You will have to play bad cop, be the enforcer.”
For a few months that’s how we did it. Susan would be good for a few days (sometimes a week), then backslide and get a spanking. I was careful to never let her (or my wife) see my erection–how much I enjoyed it.
Often I beat her with all her clothes on, in front of her mother. It was only when she did something really bad, truly defiant that I stripped her–in private.
Late one night I heard a strange noise in the house. My wife had taken her sleeping meds and was out cold.
The noises were coming from Susan’s room. I slowly cracked her bedroom door and could not believe what I saw. My 14 yr old daughter was naked, on her knees, sucking a much older teenaged boy’s cock.
“Mmmm baby, just like that you little slut, slurp it, suck it all the way down. When you’re done, I’m taking your cunt tonight. Do you hear me? I’m going to bust your fucking cherry tonight. Think about that while you suck me hard. Cock teasing little slut, I’m taking your tight little cunt tonight!” he said while holding her head in place and fucking my baby girl’s mouth.
I let him have her for a few minutes, I enjoyed the wet “suck-schluck” sounds she was making. He was pinching my daughter’s nipples, mauling her breasts as he fucked her mouth.
“Oooh baby, that’s it–stop, don’t make me cum yet. Get on the bed. Do you love me? You know I love you, right? I want us to be together for real. Spread your legs Susan, give me your virginity. Give it to me,” he rasped as he got between her legs and began kissing her hard.
My daughter was tense but she was going to do it, she was going to let him.
“WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON IN HERE–SUSAN!! GET OFF MY DAUGHTER! “I screamed as I grabbed the stunned boy and threw him on the floor.
“Mr. Pressman, hold on–hold on now, I’m leaving!”
“How old are you…? 18! My daughter is only 14, that’s statutory rape you fucker. You’re going to jail. BETH, call the police, BETH!!”
My wife called the police and they hauled the little shit off to jail. I insisted that my daughter be given a rape exam. The Doctor found her hymen was intact, but suggested some anti Aids drugs since there was evidence of semen around her mouth. He also suggested HIV tests once a month for 6 months. I readily agreed. I wanted my daughter to be safe, but I also wanted to humiliate her.
My lawyer told me that the best we could hope for was six months in jail for young Ronald. Since it was his first offense though, he would more than likely get community service and 2 years probation–maybe a fine. I have a very good lawyer. He got 2 months in jail, a $2500 fine, 1000 hours of community service and 2 years probation.
That was fine by me. The word spread all over Susan’s school, all around town that she was a cheap slut. Her reputation was destroyed.
The second major event that led to my Daughter’s rape came from an unlikely source.
I was watching TV on Tuesday night at 10pm. I always tape one show and watch the other. The first is “Law and Order Special Victims Unit” on NBC.
Basically it is a show that teaches you how to rape a woman and not get caught! The crooks are convicted because they make a mistake. This show teaches you what not to do, what mistakes to avoid. USA network run it several times a day, every day and routinely has all day marathons. In a typical month I watch about 90 episodes.
The second is “NYPD Blue” on ABC. It is also shown on the TNT cable network 2 hours every weekday, and often covers the techniques cops use to break a suspect. That’s 44 episodes a month.
I became an expert on rape.
I learned a few things. Rapists get caught because they leave evidence or witnesses behind. Second the cops have to establish a motive. They weigh the character of the victim and use that to develop suspects. Finally crooks are often caught because they crack under pressure. Often the cops do not have good evidence, or even a good motive. They just have a hunch, and go at the suspect. After a couple of hours in the room they admit to it. Never talk to the cops, ask for a lawyer and keep your mouth shut.
A few weeks ago I saw an episode of NYPD Blue that blew me away. A woman used another’s computer and pretended to be a rape-whore. She visited rape chat rooms and made a date for a man to come to her apt. She told him her fantasy was to be brutally raped and ignore anything she said, or how hard she fought. Thing is it WASN’T her apt. It was her lover’s wife’s house. She basically sent a fuck you card. A man came to the wife’s apt and raped her. The cops then found the evidence that she had invited him over–on her own computer!
It got me to thinking…if you have access to someone else’s computer, you can send inappropriate e-mail. Download XXX rape videos etc.
Participate in rape-chat, and visit nasty hardcore sites–as them.
That’s how the plan began to form.
My daughter has a bad habit. She leaves her computer on, all the time in sleep mode. She has a password screensaver that kicks in, after 10 minutes. She always checks her e-mail before going out. There was a window of opportunity. I simply waited until she was going out, and went to her computer immediately.
Then I signed on to her AOL account and began sending e-mails to a hotmail account I had created.
Here’s a sample:
“Ron I really do love you, and I’m sorry that you were arrested. I’m saving myself for you baby. When you get out next month you can fuck me. As long, and as hard as you want baby. Just tear me apart. You deserve it. I want you to rape me. RAPE me all night long.
Your (slut),
Susan”
I deleted the e-mails immediately, but I knew the cops could retrieve them. Next I visited my favorite rape/incest sites on her computer–and deleted the history and cookies so she would not know. She never suspected–after all she did have a password. I did it slowly over a few months but soon a lengthy pornographic trail was made. I even went to the library and signed on to hotmail and sent her filthy e-mails, when I knew she would be out of the house for several hours. I rushed home and deleted those too. Add in her reputation as a filthy slut, and I was almost ready.
The final piece of the puzzle came from a story I read called “Rape/Betrayal #8 A Mother Betrayed.” In it, the author explains why it is better to rape a family member. He suggested that shame alone will often prevent a family member from reporting it. Also they may not want a loved one to go to jail. I realized that evidence like stray fingerprints, and hair could be explained away if I fucked my daughter in my bed.
Susan’s grades continued to slip and I let them. Teachers and then the Principal called to tell me she was skipping school, and might be declared truant. Susan was questioned for shoplifting twice and a police report was filed.
My wife was disgusted and ashamed by my daughter. She was tired of being lied to and disrespected.