Handcuffed!

Then I felt his penis push into my butt slowly. I felt so grateful that he was going slowly that I said, "Thank you," and meant it.

He kissed the back of my neck and said, "I love you."

I giggled, it was so sick and twisted.

Even though he was going slow it still hurt. I begged him, "Stop, please, I can't," and tried to pull away, but he wouldn't let me. He was holding my hips in his big strong hands, holding me still while he forced it into me. I was crying and wiggling my butt and trying to pull away, to get away from his penis.

Then I guess he was all the way in. His weight was on my back. He said, "Rub your clit, sweetie, rub your clit."

I did what he said and realized that I was the wettest I'd ever been in my whole life. It still hurt, but I was drenched down there.

Then he started to move his penis inside me and I came. I came again. And then again.

I started to beg him, "Please, don't stop, please, don't stop, please, don't stop," just like the girl in the movie had begged her rapist father not to stop after a while when he sodomized her. And I meant it. It felt so good. Not my butt, but my clit. It was like the best ever. In my butt it hurt, but it was like the absolutely sweetest pain possible.

I remember that in psych class we were told about animals that had electric wires put into the pleasure centers of their brains. They'd push a button that sent electricity into that part of their brain, not eating or drinking, until they died. It was like that good, even though my butt my sore and hurting.

And then my butt stopped hurting and instead got all warm and tingly. It was like even better, twice, three times better. I could feel it in my whole body it was so good.

He just kept it up, really doing it to me as hard as he could, and I realized that my throat was getting sore from begging him not to stop. I realized that I was shouting it.

It was like that good. My whole body was tingling from cumming so much.

And then he moaned right in my ear, shouted that he was going to cum. I actually felt his penis throb inside me and knew that he was shooting his seed into my innards.

After that, he lay on top of me, kissing the back of my neck and saying over and over that he loved me. I realized that I was covered with his sweat and mine. I was still rubbing my clit, even though I knew that I wouldn't come again unless he started to sodomize me again. But I could still feel his penis inside me.

And then it slid out, just like I had taken a BM. For a moment I thought that that was just what I did too, afraid that I'd done it on my uncle's bare mattress. Only when I realized that I hadn't, I giggled. I actually didn't want him to get off me either. I think I was ashamed to have him look at me in the face, but also I sort of liked having him on top of me, crushing me. I could feel his heart beating on my back and could feel my own beating in my chest.

I realized that I could smell his sweat too, realized that it was all over me, that smell and his sweat, and I loved it more than almost thing else right then.

He rolled off me and almost fell off the bed. He laughed and uncuffed me and helped me up and half carried me into the bathroom. He started the shower, and I realized that he wanted to take a shower with me.

But I felt like I had to take a BM in the worst way. I like pushed him out the bathroom and closed the door and locked it and sat on the toilet. But nothing happened, other than when I wiped myself there was a little blood on the tissue. I thought of the girl in the DVD who gets kidnapped by her own father and gets throw out of that evil looking van with her butthole bleeding. I wondered if I'd bleed every time he sodomized me.

I know, it's weird, but I'd already decided to let him do it as much as he wanted, whenever he wanted, even though it was so wrong and had hurt so much.

I let my uncle back in the bathroom and we took a shower together. He tickled me and I started to giggle. He washed me and I washed him. And then, right there in the shower with the water running down our naked bodies, I kissed him right on the lips and he kissed me back and our mouths opened and his tongue went into my mouth. He smokes and I sure don't, but I actually liked that taste too, even though before I'd always hated that smell on things.

I went to get dressed, but he laughed and wouldn't let me. I giggled and asked, "Is this my reward from now on for cleaning your apartment and cooking your dinner every day? Sodomized by my own uncle, every Friday?"

I was joking, but I guess I assumed that that was what we were going to do from now on.

I cooked for the two us, me naked the whole time. We ate, both of us naked. And then he took me back into his bedroom. I didn't complain.

I had looked at my butt in his mirror in the bathroom before I'd let him back in with me to take a shower with me and seen the angry red welts on my butt and the back of my thighs. He was a beast, no doubt about it, but I guess that some part of me really craved being made to do things by a beastly guy, a big hairy old bear of a guy like my uncle.

He pushed me on my knees and I knew what he wanted. His penis was half hard again, sort of sticking out away from his body. I took it in my hands and then kissed it and took into my wet mouth. It grew bigger and bigger in my mouth, getting too big really for me to suck it like he wanted.

My hair is long and reddish brown and very curly and it was still damp from our shower since it takes so long to dry. He took a big handful of it and guided me as I sucked him.

I realized that I was wet between my legs again. I reached between there and slid a finger into myself.

I pulled my head back and his penis slid out of my mouth. I said, "My butt is really sore." It truly was. It was throbbing painfully. "I guess, if you want, if you must, I guess that you can take my virginity."

I wasn't on the Pill or anything like that, but right then I really didn't care. I wanted him inside me again, wanted him on top of me again, only this time I wanted to be able to look into his face when he did it to me.

He lifted me up and gently lowered me onto his bed again.

"You should get a towel, I think." Back when I first got my period, when I was 10, I had done that, put a towel under me at night.

He went and got a towel. While he was gone I reached down and rubbed my clit. I didn't stop when he came back. He already knew that I did it and had made me do when he raped my butthole.

I giggled when he got between my legs. "Beast! You're really going to do it, really going to deflower your own niece!"

I actually reached down between my legs and took his penis into my hands and guided him to my vagina.

He took my B-cup breasts into his big hands and squeezed them hard, hurting me. I yelped in pain and then giggled. I guess I sort of like it when he hurts me. I had 5 finger-sized bruises on both of my breasts the next day, on top of all my other bruises and welts. I spent a whole hour that night in the bathroom at home, looking at myself naked in the full-length mirror on the back of the bathroom door, masturbating and gleefully mentally cataloging each of the marks he had left on my body. They excited me so much.

He just laughed and pushed his penis into me, hard, using the weight of his body to do it. It hurt, hurt a lot more than when he'd raped my bum too. But you know, I still wanted him to do it, wanted him back inside my body, wanted to give him pleasure again, wanted him to use me for his sick, beastly pleasure.

Besides, he obviously can't sodomize me every day.

Even though I was crying at first, he lowered his face to mine and kissed me right on the mouth. I never had a guy kiss me before, other then when we were in the shower, and he has a hairy beard so it was really weird, his mouth on mine, his tongue forcing its way into my mouth again.

He's such a jerk he didn't even hold back. He did it to me hard and deep, hurting me, and then he came inside me. Afterward, I was giggling and giggling, it was so stupid.

But I didn't get pregnant, even though he did it to me every day after that, sometimes in my butt and mouth, but mostly in my vagina. I did go on the Shot right away, but the doctor said that that takes over a month to start to work. My uncle refused to use condoms, too. I guess we were just lucky.

I started using some of his toys to get my butthole ready before he sodomized me and that shopped hurting and sometimes went right to feeling really awesomely good right from the start.

He ties or handcuffs me up too, sometimes. We watch his nasty movies together, too, and he got lots more since then. Sometimes I pretend that I don't want him to do it to me and love having him force himself on me, but other times he really does rape me too, even spanks me hard with his belt. But I've gotten so that I absolutely love all of it.

He changed his hours at work, so that he goes in early and gets out three hours early now, and of course I don't care any more when my mom is late picking me up. She's so lazy she doesn't even come to his door. She just calls him on her cell phone now. So it's not like she's going to ever catch us.

And of course my parents and friends would never guess in a million years. It's like so wicked and evil.

And worst of all, now I've started fantasizing about confessing it all to our priest, not because I feel guilty or sinful, but just so as to shock him. And he couldn't ever tell anyone else, too.