It's okay honey, I know you still think of him and what he did. You still have little nightmares about his hands around your throat or over your mouth, about how his weight pushed you down and you couldn't move in your little single bed, about your bedroom door creaking as he opened it to use you, drunk and insatiable with balls full of cum. You wake up sweating and pleading and ridiculously wet, and need to touch yourself or be fucked by me.

You don't need to be ashamed. You know I love to hear all about it.

About how it started, what he did to you, the first time he made you cum, how he broke you and made you a little family slut for your cousins and his friends. How you came to look forward to the attention. To being touched and held by a needy and insistent man. How you got wet when you heard him downstairs drinking hard liquor, waiting for your lightweight dad to fall asleep. How the smell of whisky and vodka from a man's breath, and the alcoholic aggression of a man's hands roaming your body, still make you weak at the knees and leak fluid from your used little cunt.

Those first couple of years you got no pleasure at all did you, except from knowing you'd been a good girl and made him empty and happy? They were key to your formation. They taught you your place, made you a good little slut. Now you know that pain and discomfort are a good thing if they are for a man's pleasure - that there is no higher or better goal in life for a little cumslut like you than to have a satisfed man unload and grow soft in one of your tight little holes. You still remember the smell of your wet bedsheets, soaked in his cum and little spots of your blood. How did your mum not know? Did she? Did your parents get off on thinking of it? Were they ever paid for it?

Mmm fuck baby I'm so hard right now, and I know you're dripping wet, climb on top and grind as you tell me. Tell me about that first time you came on his cock. The first time you really enjoyed it and moaned for him, and he laughed at you and called you a broken little incest slut. How it changed after that. How he started sharing you, his little damaged goods. How he started videoing you. How he started pulling out and came on your face and watched as you took his warm cum from your red hot cheeks and used it on your clit to get yourself off. You became wanton didn't you? Debased. He knew you were broken and that's why he shared you with his friends, rented out your little single bed with you in it.

LOL fuck baby you're cumming hard to that aren't you? Dirty little whore, you enjoy remembering don't you? Aww kitten don't cry, I love it. You're pleasing me, and that's what you're for, it's what he taught you isn't it? You know Daddy's wife isn't doing anything for him, that she's a frigid judgemental little cunt? You know you're the only way I get pleasure - and you love pleasing nasty older men, don't you? Now get on all fours, Daddy needs to cum.

Mmm fuck yes. Take it hard slut. They took turns doing you like this didn't they? Your head pushed into the pillow. They all saw exactly what you were, a little set of tight holes in the air ready for them to fuck and use and inseminate. Fuck yes. Oh my fucking God you're getting tight on me baby, you like me telling you what you really are don't you? Fuck I'm cumming baby, oh fuck, take it deep, all the way into your womb you broken fucking whore! Euuughghhg fuck yes.

Mmm that feels good for you doesn't it honey? Knowing what you’re for I mean, knowing you've fulfilled your purpose? Your boyfriend unawares as you drain an old pervert's big balls into your cunt while getting yourself off telling him about your abuse. You’re such a good little whore, and we know who we have to thank for it don't we? Now, suck daddy clean. Good girl.

And remember to wear that little open-crotch fishnet bodysuit again, it looked really nice. I'll bet it'll look even better when my seed takes and you start growing for me. It's okay, I'm not like your uncle, I'll let you keep my babies.

Same time next week, okay honey? And don't forget to send me photos later of your bruises, and that leaking little cunt. Tell me how it smells. You know how I enjoy that.