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Subject: Title story: "My Daughter Kim" Author: Incest Man 93188142
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Date: Sat, 09 Dec 2006 17:25:32 +0000
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My Daughter Kim When I gave birth to my daughter I became very ill. So ill in
fact that I didn't get out of hospital for several years. My daughter was taken
from me from the beginning and I only ever saw photo's of her. She was fifteen
when I was released from the mental hospital, you see, the pain of giving birth
had made me close my mind to the outside world and the doctors decided after
many weeks, that I would be better off in a mental institution. My first
objective after leaving hospital was to find my daughter. The last contact I had
from my husband, should I say ex-husband, he divorced me after two years, was
when my daughter was seven. I had carried the last photo around with me for
eight years now and it was getting a bit dog-eared. Where should I start
looking? I had no friends, even my parents had not visited me very often,
although mom had signed the release papers, saying she would look after me at
their house. When I arrived I was greeted very poorly and the atmosphere was
heavy to say the least. My first day at mom's was abysmal. I moped about the
house constantly badgering her for the whereabouts of my daughter Kim. She was
just as adamant in evading my questions as I was of asking her. That night I
must have really got on her nerves because she shouted at me and we had a
stinking row. She told me to get out and to go back to the "nut house" as she
put it, where I belonged. Of course I was extremely upset, hadn't I suffered
enough? It wasn't my fault that I had broken down at the birth of my child. When
she had calmed down and I had stopped crying, we actually began to talk. As we
spoke she put her arm round me and apologised for her behavior and asked me how
I survived in the hospital. It was then that I again broke down and cried and
told her about my time in the hospital. I had been raped on numerous occasions
by doctors and patients alike and even had two abortions. Of course none of this
got out and my life was miserable until Dr. Ruth Jones came along. She was very
nice to me and I had eventually fell in love with her. It wasn't long before she
was caressing me and we ended up having a lasting affair. She protected me from
the doctors and patients and the only sex I had from the day I met her, was with
her. I really loved her and would do anything for her. She introduced me to
female love and I really enjoyed it. While I was relating my story, mom's hand
was gently stroking my back and I was beginning to feel loved once more. I
continued with my story. Dr. Ruth had been transferred and I was again on my
own. The constant badgering by the other Dr.'s. trying to get sex from me,
finally wore me down and there was a continual path to my room as Dr. and
patient came in and fucked me. The only thing that kept me going was the chance
of seeing my daughter again. I began to cry again and mom, cuddling me, said,
"If it was necessary to get your daughter back, would you still fuck men and
women?" I looked up at her. "Yes" Her hands were wandering over my breasts now
and she pinched my nipple. I jumped. "Strip off!" she ordered. Due to my being
subjected to this sort of treatment for so long, I immediately complied. When I
was naked, mom eyed me up and down and soon I felt her fingers begin to explore
my cunt. "You are a dirty whore. What are you?" "I'm a dirty whore!" "Tell me
what you want!" "I want your fingers in my cunt. I want you to make me cum all
over your hand. I want to UMMMMF!" Moms fingers were working wonders in my cunt.
I had been getting so much sex for the last three years I realised that I needed
it all the time, in fact I would do anything just to get my cunt filled. I could
feel myself cumming. Mom's hand flashed back and forth and her thumb repeatedly
flicked my hard clit. "Stick your hand up my skirt, you slut!" I slid my hand up
my mother's skirt and found her sopping wet panties. I knew what was expected of
me and pulled them to one side, slipping ...
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