Dad made me follow his rules when I hit puberty, and I still follow them now.
My dad was very strict when I was growing up, he had all these rules that I had to follow, he told me they were necessary so that I grew up to be a nice and decent young woman, and when I turned 12, he made more rules.
If I tried to go out to hang with my friends, if he saw me trying to leave the house wearing leggings, jeans, sweatshirts or jumpers, he’d stop me in my tracks.
“I don’t think so, young lady. No daughter of mine is going out dressed like that. Get back up the stairs and put a short skirt and tank top on.” He’d demand.
Whenever I took a shower and closed the bathroom door, he’d open up and yell at me.
“What have I told you about this door?” he’d ask.
“Don’t close it when I’m in the shower. Sorry, dad.” I’d reply, with him staring at me as I was standing in the shower naked covered in soap suds.
I was never allowed privacy, dad always had to see me in the shower, he was obsessed.
When I was in bed at night time and I’d be masturbating, fingering myself to sleep, dad would come in to my room.
“I’ve told you not to cover yourself when you’re doing pussy play.”
So, I’d have to throw off the sheets so dad could see me, bottomless, legs spread, with my finger up my pussy hole, and he’d watch until I came.
He caught me with a boy in my room one afternoon, we’d just started having sex and dad walked in on us.
“Are you fucking my little girl?” he asked.
“Yes – Yes, sir.” My boyfriend replied, looking scared for his life.
“Good lad. Did she give it up easily?” he asked.
“Yes, sir.” He replied.
“That’s my girl. I’ll leave you to it then. You give that pussy a good fucking, lad.” He said, then he pointed at me, “And you – Get them legs wide open and take his whole cock, alright?” he said.
“Yes, dad.” I replied, then he left us to it.
Dad banned me from using condoms or pills, then told me to sleep with loads of boys, “You have to share your pussy, it’s a beautiful thing, loads of boys your age out there need to get laid, so get out there and suck and fuck as many cocks as you can. That’s a good girl.” He ordered, “And if you get pregnant then that means you’ve done your job. Let those boys breed you.” He added.
“Yes, dad.”
“What do you do if a boy asks you for sex?” he asked me.
“Give it to him.” I replied.
“And what do you never-ever do?” he asked.
“Say no.” I replied.
“That’s my girl. Alright, off you go. Go have some fun.” He said.
I did have sex with a lot of boys, a lot of boys, and I got pregnant the first time when I was just 13, no idea who the father is though, dad made me walk around the house naked at night time, he was very proud of my baby bump and I always had to have it showing.
I’m 36 years old now, and I have 7 children all with different dads.
My dad sadly passed away a few years ago, but I still live by his rules, every day of my life.