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When I was 10 my father died in a road accident, within a year my mother committed suicide. I was put in care for six months until my father's half sister agreed to look after me when she found I owned a house. At first I was glad to get out of care as I was put with the toughest boy there, who made me suck him off, and sometimes sold my services to other boys. At first it was OK in my new home. Step mother was an ex nurse and rulled the roost. Father didn't say much. They had too spoiled daughters 13 and 14. After a while due to the stress I think I started bed wetting. Step mother went crazy. She showed the family the sheets to shame me. When bed timne came she made me strip off in front of all the family and tied my dick to a pencil with an elastic band, saying this is what we do with bed wetters. The girlw thought if was funny and made fun of me. The parents seemed to enjoy this too. It was so painful that I took it off in the night, meaning to put it back in the morning, but unfortunately I pissed the bed again. She went ballistic. I was stripped and caned until my ass was bright red, again in front of the family. At bedtime the same happened, she tied my dick again but this time father had helped her by making a short rope kind of handcuff that tied my hands behind my back but with enough slack that I could move them but could not reach my dick. I got used to the pain and everything was OK for a while. Then one night I woke up with something like a towel over my head. and ssomeone removing the elastic band. Then they started wanking me, it was frightening but I came very quickly. Whoever ot was didn't stop they pulled my foreskin right back and used my come as lubricant. I started making a noise, my balls were squeezed hard and someone whispered 'silence' in my ear. This happed two to three times a week for about two years, then it suddenly stopped. I never found out who did it. I now can get a hard on with a woman unless I can get one that canes and tortures me. What a miserable life.
anonymous Other June 08, 2013 at 12:00 am 0

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