Massive trigger warning!!! This is a very sensitive topic. I am pretty graphic here in this chapter. So, i want to warn anyone who may be negatively affected by its content. I know the topic of sexual abuse among men is still somewhat of an overlooked and erroneously dismissed topic. Many of them do not come forward out of the fear of not being believed and the social stigma around it. being seen as something only a weaker person can suffer. I know i am not putting forth all of the stats. But that is not the goal. It is just a small disclaimer and acknowledgement that i am not oblivious to the impacts of raoe and sexual violence perpetrated against a male victim. While i have not been a victim of it. i have known several men and friends who were.
Please do not read this if you may be at risk of being re-traumatized by the graphic depictions and scenarios placed in here. If you or someone you know has been the victim of a sexual assualt or rape as a man. do not hesitate to come forward if you haven'yt and don;t be afraid to seek help and support afterwards. You can visit 1 in6.org in the us and nomoredirectory.Org for support in all other countries.
And with that very much necessary disclaimer out of the way. on to the story
Damages
Two Months Later. It was now July, and the fourth of July weekend was upon us. Daddy had to work that day as it was an all hands on deck shift. With the country proudly turning two hundred and fifty years old. The parties and festivities were dialed up to one thousand. Recently, Daddy had changed. He became more affectionate and passionate when we met. Going so far as turning down right chivalrous and polite when we weren’t fucking. He even called it a date when we’d go out. This was a new attitude for him. He tried to find a new girl to cunt, and failed to follow through. Even when I presented him with a new friend who wished to become a willing servant and undergo the process. Something was up with him. And I didn’t know what it was. I was just hoping it wasn’t him getting deeper into a depression over Jason and he wasn’t trying to hide his depression and even thoughts of suicide. I don’t know what I would do if that happened. How would they treat me, would they blame me? DING-DING! My phone pinged as I was lost in thought. ‘Hey! I am really bummed I can’t be there with your tonight. I have to pull a double with all this craziness. But tomorrow I am off. I want to take you somewhere special. I have something important to discuss with you. I can’t wait!’ a message from daddy read. ‘Ok daddy. I can’t wait to see you!’ I replied with a kissing emoji. Then I went on about the day.
Lot’s of people were out and about. So, we had to be extra sneaky in our public hookups. Somehow, Officer Brown made time to find me for a sneaky mid shift fuck. I ran into Clark and James again, so their cocks got a draining. Several strangers felt my cunt and bred it. I was a sloppy dripping girl by the time I met the boys Cole and Junior in the bathrooms of the park where the fireworks were taking place. They were sweaty and still clad in their uniforms from the days exhibition game. They were also both celebrating their acceptance into Texas Tech. far from the OKC they wanted. However, they were thrilled to be playing on an elite NCAA team nonetheless. Extra horny, and extra hard as they fucked me and made out with each other. “So, you two finally going to stop pretending and just accept you being a couple?” I asked. “Well… I am ready. But I think Junior here is the one that needs to figure that out.” Cole said as he gathered his breath. “Well, I have been thinking about it. We are going to be roomies at Tech. So, let’s just play it by ear. I’m coming around to it. Plus, it’s nice to flip with you when we don’t have this cunt here. So it wouldn’t be a bad thing.” Junior replied as he kissed Cole. They both shoved me down to my knees as they gave me their customary piss after they fucked me. With three hours until fireworks time. I still had plenty of cocks out there to fuck.
I roamed the streets and crowds. Finding a pocket of gays that had gathered in one section of the park. All shirtless and sweaty. Then I spotted Clark and James again. “Glad you found us again. Stick around here for the fireworks in the next hour. We have this place on lock and no one will see you servicing us or any of the other guys.” James said, flashing his cock at me again. Then grabbing my arm and pulling my into the phalanx of fags. I found myself in a circle of them. All of them in nothing but jocks and briefs. Bulges protruding. “Gent’s this is Lucy. She loves drinking your piss and servicing your cocks as she is a faggot with a clitty and brain set to no refusal. Use her at will!” Clark exclaimed. I was grabbed, groped, and stripped all the way down to just my shoes and my jock strap. Exposing my already well used cunt to the cheering crowd. I wasn’t alone either. The well-endowed boy from the fisticunt was there. Locked and completely naked with his massive clitty caged. He was already serving some men. I was pulled around before finally falling to my knees and immediately faced with a jockstrap clad crotch rubbing my face. “Take it out and drink up before I feed you a load!” The man wearing the jockstrap proclaimed as he pushed harder against me. Thus began the rest of my evening. Sucking the men, swallowing cum and piss. And taking countless cocks up in my cunt. not a bad way to take in the fireworks. Being railed as I lay my back atop a picnic table. The thrust matching the intensity of the fireworks above. I was in heaven.
The show ended, and we scurried about as we gathered and donned our clothing. Mutually parting ways as if nothing happened and I wasn’t just filled with copious amounts of man juices in both ends from the now dispersing crowd. No, now it was time to make the two mile waddle back to my car. As I could not find parking any closer. I was piss drunk and cunt filled. Sober as a rock, but you couldn’t tell it by the way I was walking. But hey, so were a lot of others which meant the cops weren’t paying attention. I was just there alone stumbling to the car. “Remember me you worthless slave?!” I heard a condescending voice screaming out. I ignored it though, continuing walking. Then I was grabbed from behind and spun around. Standing over me was a vaguely familiar face. “Slaves don’t deserve balls you worthless fag!” There it goes, I remember him. I screamed “NO” and kicked him. Running off as he chased me. I pulled out my phone and frantically began hitting 9-1-1. “HELP! I AM BEING CHASED BY A MAN WHO IS TRYING TO RAPE ME AND HURT MY BODY!” I began screaming. Hearing his voice getting closer. “Sir, where are you currently?” the voice asked. “I AM CURRENTLY RUNNING DOWN AN ALLEY PARELLELL TO MAIN NEAR EIGTH STREET… OH GOD! NO! NOOOOOOOOO!!” the man had caught up to me. I dropped my phone not knowing if it was still connected.
The man started choking me with one hand and ripping my clothing the other. “Time to give you what you deserve!” He growled into my ear. I felt him grip my crotch and begin squeezing. I started screaming and crying. “Shut your pathetic little pussy mouth up. I’m going to finish what I started. I feel this cunt is already well used and open. So, you should love another alpha load!” He snarled. “NOOOOOOO! NOOOOOO! STOP! I DON’T WANT THIS! STOP HURTING ME! NOOOOOOOOO!” I screamed. “SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU PATHETIC FUCK TOY!” the man snapped with a swift slap across my face. Now pounding and vision blurred. I felt my body lifted up then slammed over something. My arms were pinned to my back and legs forced apart by the man’s legs. He began spitting on my cunt then fingering it roughly. “PLEASE STOP, I DON’T KNOW WHY YOU THINK YOU NEED TO DO THIS BUT YOU’RE REALLY HURTING ME…” I was cut short by him forcing my head into whatever he had me laid out on. “AHHH MMMMMPHHHHH!” the man was now forcing his cock into my tightening cunt. “I DON’T CARE… HOW MUCH… YOU… FIGHT… IT! I WILL RAPE THIS CUNT BACK OPEN AND THEN TAKE THOSE BALLS OUT OF THE GENE POOL FOR GOOD! TAKE IT ALL SLAVE!” the man screamed as he forced himself all the way in. I was in pain and dazed. I couldn’t tell if this was real or if I had slipped into a nightmare. My head was forced down, arms pinned, and cunt now being forcefully fucked.
I was weakening by the second. All the energy and adrenaline fading as I attempted to fight back. Then I felt his body spasm over me as I could only guess he was finished fucking and unloading his cum into me. “That’s it! Take all that cum you worthless object! Whether you want it or not, you must take it when it’s demanded! Now, time to finish off those useless balls…” The man snickered sinisterly. I could barely feel what he was doing. Through my blurred vision I could see him tying me up. Then he retrieved something from his pockets. It wasn’t a knife, it looked sort of scissor like. Then I felt it. Weaker now, my screams were more muffled and subdued. The man was gripping my balls hard but it he made little progress as I heard it. “GET OFF OF NOW! YOU’RE UNDER ARREST!” then the thud of the man being dropped. I sat there as the man was cuffed and placed aside. I felt my body being shifted. “Are you ok?” what a stupid question. “Huh?” I mumbled out. “Sorry, of course you’re not ok. There is an ambulance on the way. Can you hear me?” The officer asked. I started regaining my vision and jumped at the sight screaming “GET BACK!” to which the officer just simply placed their hands up. “Sorry officer…” I started saying. “don’t apologize. You were just attacked and you still have a lot going on. Here, keep this on. You’re shivering and naked.” The officer said as he handed me a space blanket and wrapped me in it. “Sarge, this is going to need your attention. It is a pretty severe physical attack, possible rape. Plus, I believe you know the victim.” I heard him speak into his radio. “I’m three minutes out. Make sure the victim is getting immediate medical attention. Place the suspected attacker in your cruiser and start getting your report written.” Was his reply.
The officer took the man to his cruiser and locked him in. Returning with my wallet and a clip board. “Now, while the paramedics start looking you over. Let’s try to get at least a small statement from you to start the report. Can you tell me what happened and if you know the man who is suspected of this?” The officer said. the paramedics had started taking my vitals and looking me over. They too documenting things. “Well… I was walking back to… back to where my car was… parked. I was only about half… way… there when I heard him… screaming… and moving at me quickly. I tried to run and got some distance… that’s when I called 9-1-1 and couldn’t finish the call before he caught me. It started happening quickly. He grabbed me, punched me, and was making threats to what he was going to do to me.” I started saying. “What was he threatening to do to you? Also, do you know him?” The officer asked after I answered a few more questions from the paramedics. “He… He… He…” I started remembering and feeling the attack again. Then I saw Daddy appear. “Fuck! Lucas, you’re going to be ok. Daddy is here and you have one of our best patrol officers here.” He said. “Daddy, I need you…” I started to say. “I will come to you at the hospital. Right now, I need to stay at a professional distance. Finish talking to the officer and then go with the paramedics. Here is the key to your cage. They will need to take it off to do a thorough examine.” Daddy said before stepping back.
I could tell he wanted to go into a full on rage. I have seen it before. But he was keeping himself withdrawn. “Ok, so we were talking about him. Yeah… He was threatening to crush and permanently destroy my balls. But first he was going to rape me. I thought he was a random guy until he mentioned the balls part.” I said. “Ok, so that made you remember him?” The officer asked. “Yeha, it’s a sexual thing. I was at an event where I was the attraction of sorts. I was entertaining multiple men in a sexual fantasy type if setting… this man was there… he… he… even then… he wanted to do permanent damage to me. Daddy was there. He and the other men pulled that man off me. The man who owns the space we used for the meet up asked him to leave and he refused. He punched the man and was arrested that day. I thought he was gone until today. And that was four months ago. So, here I sit. He raped me, forcefully fucking my cunt. I mean anus. Sorry.” I finished saying before the paramedics said they were ready to go. “We will finish the report at the hospital. But you have given me enough plus what I witnessed to hold him and get the DA to file charges. The paramedics will take you to Slope Mercy. The docs there will take photos and document things more. They will also ask you some more questions. This is going to get awkward and uncomfortable. Even traumatizing you some more. I am sorry to have to say that. But it is necessary to make sure the DA has all the facts and evidence in order.” The officer said as he turned back to Daddy. “Sarge, give them about two hours to take care of him and get him cleaned up and treated. Then you’re free to see him.” He told Daddy. “I understand. I will meet you there, I’ll be out of uniform and off the clock. I already called WC and explained the situation. Thankfully the crowds have dispersed and my absence won’t be as detrimental. Also, thank you for getting to him as quickly as you did.” Daddy said as he turned to walk to his own cruiser.
The paramedics did not do anything else to me while transporting me. They said it was to preserve evidence. Since this was being treated as a rape and thus the docs had things they needed to collect. They did hand me my phone though. Which allowed me to at least focus on something other than the traumatizing events that just had transpired. The ride was short, and I was wheeled straight into a room. Bypassing triage and registration. There, a familiar face appeared. “Lucy! Lucas! What the hell happened to you?” I heard the cry of Doc. “I am guessing you know him? He was found in an alley after placing a 9-1-1 call and when we arrived, Officer Stroud was responding. He informed us that this is a suspected rape and gave us instructions to do the minimal amount necessary to make sure he is stable and able to be examined.” The lead paramedic stated. “Well then, I shall get the exam kit ready. Lucas, I will be right back. Stay strong for us.” Doc said as he disappeared.
The paramedics departed and Doc returned five minutes later with a tray. A camera, swabs, and various other items were laid on it. “Ok, let’s start with your name and a description of what happened to you. Be brief here, we just need to know the physical impacts to you.” Doc said. I recited my full government name and date of birth. “I was attacked by a man and he forced me down. Pinning my hands behind my back, punching me, and forcefully penetrating my cunt. after he had finished with his penetration, he tied me up and started to squeeze my balls hard. Promising to destroy them and I felt a sharp pain. The officer found me before he got far into that.” I described the ordeal in painful recollection. “Ok, you’re vitals are stable, where on your body is there any kind of pain. Do you have the keys to the device on your crotch?” Doc asked so formally and professionally. “Yes, here are the keys. As far as pain, he smacked my face several times and punched my rib cage a few. My cunt had tightened up from the fear and he forced himself into it. So that is very sore and tender still. (I was bleeding down there). My wrists hurt as well as my legs. That’s the majority of it.” I replied. “I’m sure you will probably feel more as time goes on. From the looks of it you definitely have a concussion. So, we will keep you overnight on watch for that. After I photograph, swab and collect samples from your anus. I will help you rinse off in the shower over there. After that, I will take some other photos of the bruising and contusions on your body as they have been cleaned. Did the man who attacked you use a condom?” Doc asked. “No doc, he stated that I deserved to have him rape his alpha cum into my cunt.” I replied. “Ok, this is a question that Officer Stroud will ask you again when he arrives. So don’t be alarmed. This will let him know to have the DA run the sample from inside your anal cavity for the mans DNA.” Doc stated.
Over the next hour, doc had taken several angles of photographs. Swabbed my cunt. and had aided me in washing off. Then officer Stroud returned. “Ok doc, thanks for taking care of Lucas here. Is he ready for the rest of my questioning?” He asked, to which doc agreed. We spent another hour going over the agonizing details and things that were said and done. It felt like an eternity before the questions were done. “Lucy! Daddy is here for you.” I heard daddy say as Officer Stroud finished up and left. “Daddy, I am sorry.” I said. “Stop that nonsense right there. You were attacked and raped. There is no apologies needed. So, let daddy be here to comfort you. I wish so much that we could have just been together today and I could have protected you from that scumbag. I wanted so much to drag him out of that cruiser and shoot him right then and there. How dare he try that shit again on my girl! I hope he fries to death! If they let him out I swear…” Daddy started getting worked up into a rage I had never seen. Like he genuinely cared about me. I was more than a sub he trained and turned into a slut. “DADDY! STOP!” I shouted. He snapped and stared right at me, still with that look before finally breaking. “I am so sorry baby. I just couldn’t stop at the thought of what might have happened had you not been found. I… I… I… I… mean… I couldn’t stand to lose you… I… Lucy… I… LOVE YOU!” He blurted out. Silence filled the room as we both sat there in shock of the moment. “Daddy, I didn’t know you felt that way. I thought you were just there as a guide for me and a master in my slutty life. I, don’t know what to say.” I was embarrassed to say I was at a loss for words. I wanted to say I love him too. But I was still in shock. “Baby, don’t worry. I am still that. But I cannot lie and say it isn’t complicated. You aren’t like the other faggots I have trained…” He started to say before falling silent. I was crying again. He just sat there silent for the rest of the night cuddling me as best he could in that hospital bed. I wasn’t allowed to sleep because of the concussion protocol. But Daddy slumped over in the chair fast asleep.
He awoke to Officer Stroud in the room again. This time with the ADA that had picked up the case. “Good morning Sergeant Brennan. We were just going over the last details with Mr. Comstock here. Between the statement from him, and what Officer Stroud witnessed upon arriving on the scene. We will be charging the suspect with rape and attempted grave bodily injury. Of course, you know that this means that you will need to be present at the trial and possibly be put on the stand Mr. Comstock. Are you comfortable with that possibility?” The ADA asked. “I mean, yes if my testimony becomes necessary.” I replied. “If that becomes necessary. We will help you prepare for it. And for the potential questions that the defense may ask. In my experience, almost all the time here the defendant tries some sort of angle where they make it seem like you wanted it. I am doubtful they will try here given the nature of the other parts of his attack on you. But it is necessary it state its possibility. I am guessing by his off duty presence and civilian clothing that you and Seargeant Brennan are intimately involved?” The ADA asked. “Yes, we are. That is why I was hesitant to be the Seargeant responding to the scene. So, if my name is sparce on the paperwork, you know why. I needed to make sure that my personal connection and emotions didn’t interfere with the case. As you know, any officer listed can be called. So, I wanted to make sure I did not interact with the suspect. We need to make sure the defense cannot use me to try and get him off on the charges.” Daddy replied. “I agree, and judging by the way Officer Stroud handled the call. I can confidently say that your presence there was only to be symbolic and by the book. Seeing as this was a textbook rape case and your signature was the only thing needed to close the scene. I do not see them being able to use your involvement with Mr. Comstock as a means of throwing the case out. Good job all around.” I sensed some hesitation in the ADA’s voice when he said that. But nevertheless, they finished up and I was discharged.
Daddy took me to his car and drove me back to my place. He must have gotten my car and moved it there. The drive was uncomfortably silent. I couldn’t quite put a finger on the feeling I got. On one hand, I was still in shock and disbelief as to what happened. On the other hand, I couldn’t get a read on Daddy. he seems to be more attached to me and concerned than you would think a dom would be. Especially since he hasn’t always been seeing me. That was up until the last month where he started calling it a date when we’d go out. He bought me flowers and candy when I was having a hard time figuring out some work stuff. Here we sit, with me not knowing what to think about any of this situation. “How are you holding up?” Daddy asked calmly. “I don’t know yet. I am in pain, my cunt is sore, and my mind is running about a thousand different programs at once trying to comprehend this. I… I… I… I… don’t know. One minute I was having fun and making a lot of men happy. Taking in the sights and the cocks. Then I am being attacked and a man is trying to destroy my balls again. So…” I started rambling. Daddy pulled me in closer. Just hugging me as I wept into his chest. Soaking his t-shirts. “You’re going to get through this, baby. I will be here, and doc knows a few good therapists as well.” He softly whispered in my ear. “But… What about… My… My… Service to men?” I sobbed out. “You will return to that in due time. Right now, you just need to focus on healing. That doesn’t mean just physically.” He replied. “Ok, what does that mean for the cage and my cunt?” I asked, my voice getting a little more steady. “Well, we are going to put the cage on as soon as doc clears you. You are going to follow up with him. As for your cunt, it will be more psychological in that manner. However, here is where my daddy strict behavior reluctantly returns. You are not allowed to cum until you are physically and mentally ready for Daddy to fist you again.” He replied quickly. “But Daddy! How is that fair? You’re punishing me for being raped!” I shouted. “Hush hush now, baby girl. I am not punishing you for that. I am giving you some motivation in seeking out and following the doc’s and therapist’s advice. I don’t want you jumping back into sex until you are mentally and physically ready to. This means you may end up being able to take cocks and please men long before you can be fisted and allowed to cum again.” He replied. “Ok daddy. I am trusting you here.” I said. “I am here for you baby.” He said as he pulled me in closer.
We sat there silently for another hour and a half. He never let me go as I periodically tensed up and sobbed uncontrollably. I finally started to calm down again. “Daddy, you said yesterday you had something you wanted to do today. What was that?” I asked. “I think that it is best to save that for when the time is right. I thought that would be today. I even had plans for it to be right. But what happened to you yesterday has changed that.” He replied. I could sense his hesitation and trepidation. “What do you mean by that daddy?” I asked. “It’s not that you did anything wrong. You just had a very traumatic and emotional thing happen. That’s all I mean. I don’t want to do anything that may stir things up. However, if you want a distraction…” He started replying but trailed off. I could see a small smile growing. “What daddy? Just say it.” I said. “Well, remember when you said you wanted to learn how to shoot?” He asked. “Yes daddy. where are you going with this right now though?” I asked in reply. “Well, I wouldn’t take you to the range today. But you can ask your therapist tomorrow if they think you’re ok. If so, I can take you on Tuesday.” He replied. “I have to get back to work Tuesday…” I started to reply. I was cut off with daddy placing a finger over my mouth. “You can take the week off. I contacted your boss and gave him just the bare minimum. That you were physically attacked and hurt and needed to recover. He said it was ok. And that he would send you a few things to work on at home.” Daddy whispered in my ear. “Oh, well then. What are you going to do then?” I asked. “I am working the desk as the receiving sergeant. So, it’ll be eight hours for five days instead if the four ten hour shifts. But I’ll be off by three pm. So, I will be there for you each day. For whatever you need. Plus, I gotta test you and see if your body and mind are ready for my cock again.” He snickered after saying that. He reached a hand under my ass and felt it up. Lightly feeling my cunt. before I stopped him and he apologized.
We sat there for another thirty minutes before I saw that it was almost noon. And like an alarm clock my stomach started growling uncontrollably. “Well, I guess we better go eat. How about that steakhouse we both love at The Plaza?” Daddy asked, rubbing my stomach. “Yeah, I could go for some of their comfort foods. I hadn’t really eaten since before the… you know. So, yeah food and chocolate because I need something else good to fill me up until I feel good enough to have this perfect sausage inside me.” I said rubbing my hand over the briefs clad crotch of daddy. “Indeed you do baby girl.” Daddy said picking me up. He carried me to the shower and helped me scrub clean as he stroked his cock. Stuff it’s hard length into his briefs again and helping me dress. Then we headed off to the steakhouse. Where we ran into Clark and James. “Lucy! So good to see you again. Man, last night was a blast. Can’t believe you were able to take all that cock and not draw attention to us.” James said. “Yeah, that cunt was definitely filled to the brim and then some.” Clark said as he reached around to grab my ass. “DON’T TOUCH ME!” I blurted out as I leapt away from them. “Whoa, what has gotten into you…” James said but stopped short as Daddy stared him down. “I think we should get a table together. Then Lucy can explain.” Daddy said. the two men looked at each other then reluctantly accepted the offer. We sat down and started ordering. I skipped my usual water and margarita for a glass of sweet tea, and ordered the chicken fried steak. “Well now, going heavy on the carbs, being skiddish, and foregoing the margarita? What happened between last night and now?” Clark asked. “Well, I don’t know how to say it. But do you remember me saying what that guy tried to do at my first gang bang?” I replied. “The one who tried to hurt you?” James asked. “Yes, the one who tried to hurt my balls. Well, somehow the man found me while I was walking back to…” I started choking up. “Take your time Lucy.” Daddy said softly. “What did he do to you, baby girl?” Clark asked. A tone of genuine concern now growing in his voice. “He started screaming, then he… he grabbed me after I tried to run… then he… he… he… r… r… raped me and was going to finish… what he started at the gang bang… he tried to crush my balls.” I let out as I started stuttering heavily and silently crying. “Fuck… are you ok? I mean aside from the attack?” James asked. “I am still in shock. Thankfully he was stopped before he could do any permanent damage. But I’m still incredibly sore and despite the amount of cock I took yesterday, my cunt was really tight and he forced it open again. Which made this hurt worse.”
I continued explaining things as we ate. “So, they arrested him and they are going to charge him right?” Clark asked. “Yes, with three counts specifically. Rape/Sexual Assault, Assault and Battery, and Attempted Grave Bodily injury for the fact that he tried to permanently damage her balls.” Daddy replied. “That’s a new one. I thought the DA was only going to file the rape and attempt to destroy my balls?” I asked. “Yeah, I got a text message from Officer Stroud just a few minutes ago and was waiting for the right time to say it.” Daddy replied. “Well, if you would like. We could try to be at the trial for emotional support. At least for as many days as possible.” James said. Clark nodded in agreement. “Thanks guys. I would really appreciate it. Other than that. I am going to get through this. I have the week off from work. And this man s finally going to take me shooting. I have been asking for a while now. So, it’s finally good to be getting into that.” I stated. “Girl, that’d be good for ya. Also, you should come to or BJJ classes. It would help to know some hand to hand combat moves along with some weapons training.” Clark replied. “That’d be good for you. Hell, sign me up to. I need to brush up on my BJJ skills.” Daddy said. “Really? You’d go too?” I asked, “Fuck yeah! Like I said. I need to brush up on my BJJ skills. Getting older sucks and I need to keep all my tools sharper than before.” He replied, planting a kiss on my cheek. “Good! Here’s the card to the Dojo we practice at. I think you’ll be surprised b some of the clientele there.” James said as we all got up to leave.
Outside, we sat down on a park bench as I watched Clark and James walk away. “Well, what do you want to do know?” Daddy asked. “Well, either your place or mine would work. But I think I just wanna get naked and chill again. Maybe you could help me put in some more cream on my back?” I posited. “That will work. Let’s go back to your place. Then you can decide whether you want to stay at your place or mine. Wither way, I can stay with you for the night and sleep with you.” Daddy replied. “I’ll let you know, but definitely I will want those sexy warm arms holding me and protecting me while I sleep.” I replied. I leaned into his arms and felt their hairy warmth engulf me. And to think, five ish months ago. This man was the one who kidnapped me and raped me into his perfect submissive sissy. I find myself pondering what is different in his case from the man that just raped me last night. After all, I didn’t want him to do any of that to me. At least not at first. Daddy escorted me to the car with his arm around me. The emotions still swirling and reemerging in my mind as we made the short drive back to my place. I still could not hold back the tears in my eyes.
Back in my house I stripped naked. Still out of habit from the instructions and rules of the past months. And partly because I just wanted to feel the air cooling and soothing my still aching cunt. Daddy stripped back down to his briefs and eyed his throne. I could tell he was contemplating testing me by sitting there. Choosing instead to sit on the couch and I snuggled up under his arm, laying my head on his furry chest. Breathing in deeply as he stroked mt hair. “Daddy? Yesterday, before the attack. I must have taken at least sixteen cocks inside my cunt. it felt really good. I even came a couple of times. Needless to say. It made my cunt loose. However, when he attacked me. My cunt immediately tightened up and was fighting his cock. Why did that happen?” I asked. “Baby girl. That is because you were being attacked and were in legitimate fear. Anytime you have taken a cock in your cunt before. You never had to worry that the man wielding it was going to hurt you. We may be rough, crude, harsh even. But even through our intensity and verbal abuse like phrasing. You know and we know, that we are not there to harm you.” He replied. “Oh, is that why we wouldn’t call what you did to me that first week rape? Because oi did not want it one hundred percent. Or at least not at first. Before it started feeling good.” I retorted. “No, as we have already discussed. The drug only made your natural submissive side come out. Sure, it was partially forced out of you. But it wasn’t nothing you weren’t already naturally inclined to.” He replied planting a kiss on my cheek. “Thank you daddy.” I replied. We sat there silent for another two hours. Occasionally making out. I could feel him chub in his briefs. Yet he didn’t seem to be concerned with it.
Time ticked away and I started feeling more comfortable. I started to sit on his lap. Then we laid down on the couch and spooned. He gently rubbed my cock and balls. Teasing me and taunting that I couldn’t cum. I called him an asshole, and he just laughed. “I think we can just stay here tonight. It is almost dinner time. What do you want to eat?” I asked. “Well, I will need to grab my gear and some stuff from my place. Why don’t I pick up some Chinese food on the way back. Shouldn’t be more than thirty of forty-five minutes.” He replied. “That sounds good Daddy. Oh, and don’t worry about sitting on your throne. You can if you want to, I can still be your good girl there.” I stated. “I will give that some thought. Thank you baby girl.” He said as he got dressed and left. Returning quickly with food and a duffel bag. We ate and then daddy made a bee line for the throne. Stripping off his precum soaked briefs. Then planting his ass there like he was sitting on an actual kings throne. I slowly made my way over there and knelt before him. Usually this was met with me silently stroking and sucking him. This time he said to take it slow and at my own pace. So, I just laid my head in his lap. Watching his cock grow the shrink in waves. Finally, I started sucking. Daddy began moaning and groaning loudly. I could feel it. He was definitely going to bust a load quickly. “Fuck, get ready for it Lucy! Daddy’s gonna bust!” I heard him shout before I felt him explode. “Fuck! Thank you for that!” Was all he could pant out. “You’re welcome Daddy! at least I can still be of some sort of service.” I replied. “Indeed baby girl. You didn’t have to do it. But I am glad you did. Daddy needed to bust and even though you just went through a massive traumatic event. I’m glad you still enjoyed cock. And he didn’t ruin it for you.” Daddy stated. We took another shower together before passing out in my bed with him comforting me through my nightmares of the previous night.
I awoke to the alarm reading 6am. I had forgotten to turn it off for the week. I laid there in bed, daddy had already left for his shift. I had four hours before my first appointment of the day. Checking in with Doc. I decided to get up and try to do something productive at least. So, I made my way to the kitchen. Making a cup of coffee, then sitting down at my desk. Flipping on the computer, I tried to do some mindless programming for sport. But couldn’t focus enough on it. The thoughts of my crew needing me at the plant. Thinking about what they would say of my rape. If I even told them. Then flashes of my rape replayed and I began shaking moderately. So, I stopped writing the code and just started trying to breathe steadily and calm myself down. Finally working myself off of it. I just wanted this to be over so badly. Yet I still had to endure the constant dreams, and thoughts. The trial coming up as well, with all it’s dredging up of the attack and the re-traumatizing of the ordeal. Ok, I gotta snap out of it. Fuck, I don’t even know when the trial will be. I can’t even begin to think about that. Right now, I just need to get as far past it as I can. That way when the trial comes, I can keep from totally breaking down and embarrassing myself.
With my mind unable to focus on my hobby. I decided to just make myself some breakfast and sit there silently on the couch until my appointment with Doc in two hours. Time flies as it was time to head out and make my way to his office. Thankfully I didn’t have to explain my reason for visit to the receptionist. I simply had to say it was a follow up from an emergency room visit. Which was true. I did the normal vitals and weight bullshit. Then sat there for an eternity before doc came in. “How are we doing today Lucas?” He asked. “All things considered. I am still a bit sore in the cunt. my balls are a tad bit tender still. And overall I am a wreck.” I replied. “That is to be expected. This is the least hard part though. The physical recovery that is. The emotional recovery, that may take the rest of your life. But I will leave that talk for you and Doctor Espili. He is a great psychologist. Now, would you please remove your pants and underwear and take a seat on the bed here. I want to take a good look at the area after the swelling has had a chance to subside and I can see the area more clearly.” Doc said. I complied with the request. Letting my cocklet flop out and feeling the air hit its nakedness.
I definitely felt out of place without my cage on. “Here it is doc. Tell me how its looking. I will say. I don’t know why my cunt feels so sore. I must have taken a dozen ore more cocks inside it just a mere hour or just over before he attacked me.” I said. “That is the body’s natural response to a threat. Like the pucker factor people talk about. Your cunt tightened up because you were afraid and trying to defend from an attack. It happens to every anus and vagina when an unwanted presence is being fought off. Ultimately he forced past that. Hence it being a rape. You did not want him specifically to be inside you. But he forced you anyways. That caused the small tears I see here. They are nothing to be concerned about in the long term. They will heal. Just stay away from any intercourse for at least two weeks. As for your balls, they appear normal. So, I would say in about two days of there is no more discomfort or swelling. You can resume being your natural caged clit self. I know you must feel very awkward having that cocklet free and waving about.” Doc replied. “That is true. I feel naked without my clit secured. So, you want to set up a visit in two weeks then? To make sure I am healed up and ready to be fucked again?” I asked. “Yes, that is the case here. I am prescribing you a cream that you can rub your clit with to help with the soreness and healing. Apply it at least three times a day. Unless you feel more is needed. Take ibuprofen for any swelling and pain in the clit area and you should be good to go!” he replied. “Good! Well hopefully I will be healed up by then. Daddy already has returned to his authoritative side a bit and has said I can’t cum until I can be fucked again. But he did say that was not only when I physically am ready to be fucked. But also once I was mentally ready to be fucked. Which oddly enough. I think that is something I can be mentally ready for pretty quickly.” I said. “Well, that is not an uncommon line of thinking. Some rape survivors often feel like they can return to consensual sex quickly. Many because they see it as a means of taking back control in their life. And not letting their rapist ruin sex for them. So, it is a good sign that you may want that too.” Doc said as we made our way back to the lobby.
