This is my experience, that got me into incest, rape fantasies, and pretty much left me brain dead for life.
It was after my 16th birthday.
My dad had been having business meetings late night so he would sleep on the couch. My room was just next to him. This was the time when I had no sexual acquaintance.
In the morning, he would come use the washroom in my room.
And one day what happened was, He came in while I was pissing.
I usually don't lock the door when I go to the washroom in the morning, and he just happened to wake up at the same time I was taking a shit
I might have not realized when he entered, because when I was straining to get my poop out, and then looked at my left, my dad was just standing there, staring at me. As soon as my eyes landed on him he went like 'oh sorry love I didn't see'
I have to admit that was the most embarrassing moment of my life, trying to poop and then suddenly realizing that my dad was watching me.
I just came out, ignored him as he was standing outside, and went about my day to complete my homework and take care of the chores
When my dad came home, he asked me to get him some beer, so I took out the car to get some
And when I got home, I handed him his stuff and went about my room
Only after a few hours when I went to pee, I saw that the washroom lock was BROKEN.
I told my dad about it, to which he responded that I accidentally broken it while getting out.
I didn't make much fuss about it and went back to my room.
And then, from that day on till some few weeks, it would happen regularly. My dad would just pop in while I would go to the washroom and then apologize later on. He would get in so quietly I would never realize he entered and everytime I would look up towards him, he would be staring at me.
Things got more liberal afterwards when we started having situations where he would just come in and start brushing his teeth while I would be taking a shit, and justify it later that it was a normal thing
Then one day, he just came in, like the most days I would see him come inside.
I was again expecting him to brush his teeth and move on with his tasks.
This time, he just charged towards me, took his dick out and said 'I just need to take a piss move aside your legs'
I was literally popping (the most embarrassing situation someone could have) and he was just there willing to piss along
One day, I just got furious, and told him that this is just plain wrong, since I had been researching about this stuff. I got mad at him when he entered and shouted like a hyena telling him to wait outside. When he got out, I had some lines with him, telling him that this needs to stop, since it's completely wrong.
He tried to justify saying that I'm his daughter and I don't need to feel embarrassed about this situation, but I buried his claim with some more tantrum
The incident stopped. We went a few days without this incident. I would have my dad apologize to me everyday and tell me that the real devil is out in the world and that he is just there to protect me from it and doesn't have any bad intentions.
And then one day, he came up to me and said that we would be going to a private rave festival in a few days that was 2 weeks long, in New South Wales.
For the first time in my life, my dad allowed me to openly date people and experience what it's like. He told me to not get attached but just gain knowledge as to what it is out in the real world.
I've had a strict upbringing most of my life AS i was homeschooled, so this was a really exciting moment. I hugged my dad that day and the tension of the previous washroom incident just faded away.
Then finally, the day arrived when we had to leave for New South Wales. When we arrived and checked in at a nearby hotel from the airport, my dad said that he will be attending another business meeting on zoom. He didn't want me to miss the inauguration of the festival, so he had booked a cab for me at 12 noon.
When I reached the festival, it felt like entering paradise.
An open field, with stalls at every edges, and a stage at one corner where the DJ guys would be playing psychedelic music, and a whole bunch of people on drugs would be dancing to it.
My dad invests in such psychedelic parties from time to time since his friends organizes such parties. This time, my dad funded this party to a huge extend and that is why we were involved.
I reached in about 20-30 minutes, but I started feeling a little light headed when I got there, and when I entered the arena, I felt the most intense visuals that I have ever felt in my life
What did I eat this morning? I asked myself
I was feeling a little weird and nauseous, but I was slowly going into a high where everything and every color was radiating; like I was living in a dream all this time and now I am seeing the real reality.
I thought to myself, i didn't drink that much in the morning, so why would I be feeling like this? I ignored my instincts, as I was too excited, and went on to explore the festival more, having drinks in occasions, with random men passing me joints and dancing along. The people there were so high that they had no consciousness of other people in front of them. Like for example I'm dancing with a bunch of females, and then just after a minute we would scatter and I'd have a new group of people dancing in front of me.
I felt like I was drugged (and I was, I got to know about it after the festival) and the music and the angel like hallucinations were just conquered me more and more.
And then, suddenly, out of nowhere, a group of men, dresses in navy blue suits arrived, and asked me, 'Hey are you Tessa? Mr. Saurez just arrived and is asking for you'
I realized I totally forgot about my dad and it had already been two hours.
I followed the men, who walked me towards the backside of the stage. There, I saw more navy blue suited men, trying to organize 3 girls, who were just so high they were not able to stand straight and had to be controlled by those officials.
I went a little awkward. I asked, 'Where is my dad? '
To which, one of those officials replied,
'You just have to get on stage for an announcement. Your dad isn't here so we need someone from the investing clients of this party to represent this festival on stage.
I was shit high, and not in my senses at this moment. I was also firmly coming to believe that I have been drugged, and that maybe it was for this big surprise I'll be seeing in the stage.
And then we got on the stage.
The men organized the three girls and me in front, with all those officials standing behind us and the announcer went:
'How is every body doing?! 'And the whole crowd erupted.
'As we had promised all our guests, we will be having these four women to excite the crowd throughout the whole festival. When your high gets down, and the dancing and drugs don't feel enough, all of you can come up and take turns on these incredibly beautiful women'
And with that, the crowd erupted even, louder, the loudest voice I heard ever, because of the loud music that was already being playing.
At that moment, I said to myself, this is a joke. I'm just probably to much in my mind and imagining things. I believed this because I was already having hallucinations, both visual and auditory.
I was about to turn and get off stage, but two officials stopped me right there 'ma'am I'm afraid you will have to stay here for a while'
I got furious. I screamed 'where is my dad' but they just ignored me and stood me along with those other girls, whom I'm telling you, we're really not conscious in their heads, as they had no idea about what was just announced and what was about to happen to us all.
I was horrified. You have no idea how much I was scared. I had no conscience of shame at that point, and the announcement had made me filled with fear.
So I, without any hesitation, had the incredible urge to pee, and I just sat down to do so, even without removing my undergarment, and just started peeing in front of the whole crowd.
As the piss just ended, I realized the seriousness of the act I just committed. Multiple guys got in line to get on stage, and they allowed 20 at a time. The guys just came a spring on me first, and when I had too many men around me, the other men crawled to the other three ladies.
I screamed and punched in horror as multiple men started raping me, all of them simultaneously, kissing me everywhere and slapping me on my body for God knows what reason. I was having tears flow down my face like a waterfall, but the men didn't give a single care as they harassed me.
They raped me continuously for hours. I had always thought of sex as a lovely experience, and never thought it involved men forcing their boners into me, without shame, without remorse. I would faint on occasions, and then wake up again, to realize I was on a stage at a rave party, in half naked clothes, getting raped in my holes as multiple men surrounded and masturbated, while the whole crowd cheered.
Only to faint again after sometime and wake up again to the living torture I was in.
It was evening, the sun was about to go down.
As I was crying and begging them to stop, one of the officials came, dragged me out and took me back to the backside of the stage, where I saw my dad!
Tears of joy feel down my face, finally getting to see a familiar face, hoping all of this will be over now!
