imagine being sat down and shown videos by your dad of him leading you into the bedroom to get undressed like a doll and slamfucked under him so hard you can hear the bed creak
you don't remember it happening at all because he hypnotized you to forget, that way he can show it to you all over again. it's your first time having sex with your dad and you don't remember a thing about it, only that there's a familiar ache from last night you couldn't name
then you get shown it happening from a completely different perspective and dad gets to point out all the cute faces you're making for him eventually he'll have an entire shelf dedicated to the movies you make every week, but you won't care to ask about them since they're unlabelled and displayed in such a way one would only give them a cursory glance
pop them in the dvd player though and you get to see hours of your life forgotten
every single time it's the best thing you could possibly feel in the moment- your body has grown so used to his treatment of you that it's hard not to respond, to fall in line with his commands, yet every time it also feels like your first time.
finally, you get to have sex with the man you love!
it's probably so amusing to him, living with a son he's fucked hundreds of times. You still think he has no clue about how you feel
he loves taking advantage like that. asking if you want to try something fun with dad and seeing that familiar embarrassment give way to a whore back in his bed
it's almost addicting for him to wake up every morning knowing he's explored every inch of your body, yet you've no clue about anything the two of you have done. you'll always be an innocent daddy's boy, and he'll always have his way with you whether you remember or not.
