How Did I Get Here 
by Ibfeysaat



(Questions and comments to ibfeysaat18@gmail.com)

The pain emanating from my nose was devastating. The taste of blood, my
throbbing lips, and the searing agony in my belly confirmed the hopelessness
of my situation. The laughter and cheers rang off the walls. The sound of my
pathetic weeping between the drum beats of the punches bouncing off my
lifeless carcass. I could see that red glove about to strike. Oh God, no more
please. Impact! The girls were doing cartwheels. No, everything was spinning.
I felt the carpet smash my face and then I couldn't feel anything at all.
Sleep overtook me.

I couldn't wait for Lauren to get home. It's been so quiet and lonely too
since her mother left. I shouldn't be upset, I should be happy. All she did
was to fuck other men and humiliate me in the process. She moved in with a 23
year old man! But the truth is I miss her. Anyway, enough about that, Lauren
was coming home for the weekend. And she was bringing a couple of her new
college friends. I was cheering up just thinking about it.

I inhaled the stench of her nineteen year old sweaty feet. I didn't want to,
but I had to. I kissed it and then gently ingested her smelly big toe. My
tongue lovingly bathed her ruby red toenail and all underneath that sexy and
dominant toe. My tears splashed off her instep. My shame was complete. At
least I thought it was. It wasn't. It got worse. And Lauren was watching the
whole damn thing.

"I'm leaving you. I'm moving in with Pedro. He's twice the man that you'll
ever be. I'm tired of your shrimp dick and all your stupid stories about your
stupid clients. I'm tired of pretending that I am staying with you because of
Lauren. Please! You should be happy. At least I won't be humiliating you all
the time. Good bye Michael." And just like that she was gone.

I was so excited. Lauren was coming home! No matter how horrible her mother
is, Lauren will always be daddy's little girl. Her smile lights up a room. And
she loves her daddy. The way she looks at me and smiles. When she hugs me and
tells me what a wonderful dad I am before kissing me and saying please please
please. In the end I'm left wondering how she talked me into giving her
another thousand dollars. She has me wrapped around her little finger. I'm so
excited. Lauren is coming home!

A pungent forest of black pubic hair descended toward my face. Even with the
tears pouring out of my eyes I could clearly see the slick black hairs
surrounding her lips and, oh my God, her vagina. That same vagina that I last
saw when she was a baby. The last vagina that any father would ever want to
see. She made me lick her. Lauren was very aroused and hell bent on having an
orgasm in my mouth. Oh God, how did I get here?

It was becoming evident that this wasn't fun and games. What was I thinking?
I'm a 52 year old out of shape lawyer boxing a nineteen year old girl who
plays collegiate soccer. Was I really stupid enough to believe that this was
going to be fun? She wasn't going to give me that blow job after all. Her
punches were crisp and accurate. I was no longer trying to hit her. I was
trying to survive. The blood began dripping out of my nose and breathing was
becoming more difficult. This wasn't fun and games at all. I was reaching the
point where I didn't want to play anymore. I just wanted to cry. I was so
excited for Lauren to spend the weekend. And now she is cheering on her friend
to beat me up. Kelly told me that it would be fun. She told me it's sexy to
box with an older man. And she whispered in my ear that she would give me a
blow job after the friendly exhibition. She was going to tell Lauren to leave.
This wasn't a game. Kelly was serious and determined to dominate and humiliate
me worse than anything I could possibly imagine. The punches kept coming and
my tears began to flow. This was supposed to be fun and games. How did I get
here?

Lauren was such a wonderful daughter. Her and her friends were so cute running
around the soccer field. Now she's all grown up and she's beautiful. The boys
are drawn to her like flies. But she'll always be daddy's little girl. I hated
to see her cry as a child. Now that she's all grown up, sometimes she can be a
little moody. But she is the sunshine of my life. She's daddy's little girl.
Such a mind of her own. My lovely daughter is coming home.

I could barely contain my excitement. A few rounds of sparring with the sexy
and devious Kelly. And she promised to crawl into my bed later and give me a
blow job. Nobody else was going to know. The thought of playfully exchanging
punches as I worked up a sweat turned me on. I won't deny it. Part of me
wanted her to make me say Uncle and then later crawl into my bed and sit on my
face. I could barely contain my excitement. Kelly could barely contain her
excitement either. But for all different reasons which I was about to find
out.

A blue Audi pulled into the driveway and out stepped Lauplren and her friend
Amber. There was a 3rd girl who I didn't know. She sure was cute though.
Lauren greeted me with a big hug and kiss. She said you remember my friend
Amber. Of course I did. Amber gave me a big hug too. Lauren then introduced me
to her friend from school, Kelly. Kelly greeted me with a warm friendly hug
too. As she went to hug me she mentioned how much fun we were going to have.
She whispered in my ear away from Lauren and Amber that I was cute and she was
going to have fun with me. As she introduced herself she deviously squeezed my
cock with her other hand. She did it so nonchalantly and tactfully that Lauren
and Amber didn't notice. I noticed. I hadn't been with a woman in a long time
and Kelly reinvigorated my spirits and cock with a gentle tug and the naughty
possibility of more to come.

Kelly continued to pepper my face with her stiff left jab. Subconsciously, I
was raising up my defenses which left my soft underbelly vulnerable to attack.
Lauren and Amber cheered the heavy left right combo to my belly. I groaned
again. She was a fast starter. It's only been 30 seconds and I am already out
of breath. Kelly was taking this more seriously than I had expected. But her
warm smile disarmed me. She was just having fun. She was showing off. I was
getting scared that Kelly was planning on really beating me up, not just play
fighting. But then she backs off and says in such an innocent girly way "isn't
this fun? I keep getting lucky and landing some punches. This is so exciting."
And then she winked and gave me that warm reassuring smile signaling the
innocence of our little bout. But when she stepped forward and cleanly landed
a three punch combination to both my body and my face, I started to get that
sinking feeling again. I hadn't considered the possibility that Kelly would
seriously be planning on beating me up. I kept backing up trying to catch my
breath. And Kelly kept smiling and stalking. Another combination bounced off
my face and I was beginning to taste a little blood forming in my mouth. "Oh
my God, I'm wiiiiiinniing. Isn't this exciting? Are you having fun Mikey?"

"Dad, we're planning on having a slumber party tonight. I'm raiding the liquor
cabinet and we're going to get drunk and stoned and have a good time. You can
chaperone to ensure that we don't get out of line. If you open the liquor
cabinet we won't go out. What do say are you up for partying with me and my
sexy friends?"

"Lick my toes you pantywaist crybaby. Lauren, your pathetic daddy thought that
we were just playing and that I would give him a blow job later. He's
everything you said he'd be. Do you want me to beat you up again? Kiss my feet
Mikey. Stop your pathetic crying. I'm gonna make you my bitch Mikey, my cunt
licking bitch. In fact that's what you'll be doing all weekend. You are going
to be servicing Lauren and Amber and me. Isn't this fun?" How did I get here?

I hadn't smoked marijuana in years for heavens sake. I'm a lawyer. An
upstanding member of society. We are laughing like schoolgirls. Me and the
schoolgirls. I am getting drunk and stoned with my 19 year old daughter, her
childhood friend, and her beautiful friend who is making me think thoughts
that a father shouldn't be having for a friend of his daughter. But damn.
She's gorgeous. And she is giving me signals that has me dreaming of the
naughty possibilities for later. Lauren is such a sweet and delightful
daughter. She is so mature for a nineteen year old. She's getting drunk with
her father, in her own home, and not driving. And smoking marijuana in the
safety and privacy of her own home, what a good girl. It was so good to have
Lauren and her friends. I can't remember when I had this much fun.

"Are you going to cry? Oh poor daddy's getting beaten up in front of his
daughter. You are crying aren't you? (Laughing evilly) Why are you crying?
This is so fun. You're crying but you have a boner. I think you like getting
beaten up and dominated in front of your daughter. It turns you on you
pervert. Let you in on a little secret. It turns me on too! I'm going to make
you my bitch. Does that make your little dickie get all excited? Alright, rest
time is over. Get up. I'm not finished yet. I'm going to knock you the fuck
out. GET UP!"

As I waited for Lauren to get home my mind longed for her mother. What
happened to that beautiful woman who picked me? When she first started
stepping out on me I was secretly turned on. She realized this and began
coming home and making me fuck her cumfilled cunt. Later, instead she began to
sit on my face and make me clean up the mess left by others. She would jerk me
off and I secretly liked the dominance that she was beginning to exert over
me. And then she stopped touching me altogether. I knew the end was near. But
when she left me to move in with her personal trainer, my world fell apart.
Lauren was surely going to cheer me up. It was going to be so nice to have
some female company for a change.

My pleas for mercy were landing on deaf ears. Amber and Lauren were urging
Kelly to beat me up and knock me out. Things had gotten out of hand quickly. I
had been knocked down several times. Blood was flowing freely from my nose. My
lips were swollen and bloody. My eyes were puffing up and I surely was going
to have 2 black eyes. My crying was music to the sadistic girls ears. It was
now a constant wail. Another jab to my nose. And another. And another. She was
beating me up badly. I was praying for this carnage to come to an end. How did
I get here?

I was feeling no pain. The marijuana kids smoke today is way more potent than
what we used to smoke back in the day. I hadn't laughed so much in a long
time. The kids were having fun too. It was good to have family again in my
life. I have really been lonely.

Kelly had beaten me up and humiliated me in front of my own daughter. She
teased me and tricked me into boxing her. She toyed with me. She led me into
thinking we were going to have a playful little skirmish that would be fun and
exhilarating. I was so foolish. How could I have possibly believed that a
gorgeous college athlete wanted to crawl into my bed and give me a blow job?
She punched me at will and laughed at my foolishness. She made me cry and beg
for mercy. She made me lick and kiss her sweaty toes. And now she was ready to
savor the real fruits of her victory. She never intended to give me a blow
job. She was going to make me do her bidding instead. She had even stripped me
naked before spanking my tushy in front of my daughter. How did I get here?

"Daddy, I was telling Kelly about how you used to like to box with your
girlfriend when you were our age. You were drunk and rambling but I found it
very exciting. You said that boxing a woman was a natural warm up for sex.
Even though you said that the matches were more fun than serious, mom and I
both think that you probably lost usually. Kelly is just learning to box and
thought it would be really exciting to box with you. We even brought some
boxing gloves."

We laced up the gloves and were ready to go. My heart was pounding. I hadn't
boxed with a woman in almost 30 years. The memories of boxing with Amy back in
college came flooding back. Oh, the sex we used to have after a spirited
tussle. I remember that Heidi used to be on top riding me off in the sunset.
Performing oral servitude on my sexy Bavarian boxer. Oh the memories. I
remember the sweet passionate love making. I had forgotten how much Heidi
loved to win. Oh yes, Heidi always was the winner. But it was all in good fun.
Seeing Kelly waiting in just her bra and panties made me hard. Kelly could
tell. Hopefully, Lauren didn't notice.

Lauren yelled begin and Kelly came to me with her fists at the ready. I was
going to be a gentleman and let her have the first strike. She didn't wait
long. Kelly fired out her left fist. A crisp left jab collided with my nose.
Nice punch. Ok, my turn. I threw a less than enthusiastic left jab of my own.
I didn't want to hurt this pretty young thing. Kelly steadied her right glove
and braced for contact. My punch bounced harmlessly off her block. I expected
her to take the next punch. I didn't expect it so soon. As soon as she blocked
my left jab with her right glove she instantly popped me on the kisser with
another sneaky left jab. My turn and I jabbed with a bit more purpose this
time. But again she easily deflected my fist away from danger. And then the
little lynx purposefully fired a double left jab. Both punches were blocked.
By my nose! Each punch seemed a bit crisper and heavier than the one before.
As I contemplated what to now that it was my turn, Kelly cut in line thinking
it was still her turn. A left right left combo to my belly got my attention.
She was going for the victory. Chivalry be damned. Two more stiff left jabs
smashed into the middle of my face. And then she tilted her head and smiled
while blinking as if she was pleasantly surprised by her success. Her beauty
and disarming quality was an asset she used to hide what I was about to find
out were her true intentions.

I didn't remember sharing those stories with Lauren. Perhaps her recollection
is a bit fuzzy. It would be just like her mom to share stories of me that
don't paint me in the best light though. But her memories of my obsession with
Heidi and her sexy and playful domination were accurate. I remember how gentle
and loving Heidi was after proving to be just a little too tough for me. It's
funny though how the mind works. It seems that I forgot all about the
escalation of her dominance and brutality displayed during our friendly minor
tussles. I remember the loving and caring love making afterwards. The memories
of spending hours on my knees just worshipping her glorious tasty twat. I
tried so hard to get it just right. I remember the pungent expulsions of her
creamy nectar when I managed to touch the right nerve. I didn't remember her
darker side. The laughing at me. The trash talking. The insults. And the rape.
I had blocked that from my memory because it sullied an otherwise beautiful
love story. But the beatings did escalate. My shame and humiliation were all
but expunged from my memory. The last straw was when she beat me up and raped
me with a strap on dildo in front of her new boyfriend. The horror of what was
happening was just too much for me to handle. Cleaning up the mess from her
cumstained bush after she fucked him stupid while I watched and cried; what
else could I do? I made myself believe it never happened and concentrated on
the happier times and memories. I chalked it up to PMS.

Wow! I was feeling no pain. The pot was so potent. I was good and buzzed. My
manhood was under the influence too. I had forgotten all about the combination
of THC on my cock. He didn't forget. I needed to empty my bladder. I
considered masturbating in the bathroom. I got a good case of the giggles
otherwise I might have beat my meat. Kelly was waiting her turn when I
departed the powder room. She snickered at the similar effects that the
libations had on both of us. She said "I got to pee. Want to watch?" She
laughed at her own attempt at humor. I just stood there. If she was going to
let me see her take off her pants, I certainly was willing to look. She was
obviously joking but the sexual mastery she had over me was palpable. Right
before she walked into the bathroom she almost whispered "I hope you don't
find this too disturbing but marijuana makes me horny. I forsee some hanky
panky with you a little later. I won't tell if you won't." Then she closed the
door and left me standing there with my chin on the floor. Was I
hallucinating? Did she say what I think she said? She couldn't possibly
imagine the elevated levels of the blood flow to my dick that she was
creating. If I was reading this properly, I certainly wouldn't be needing any
little blue pills this evening.

Every shred of dignity had been beaten out of me. My incessant crying and
pleading for mercy only enhanced her sexual cravings to dominate and
humiliate. I could hear her imploring me to get up so she could beat me up and
knock me out. My head was spinning but at least I was getting a much needed
reprieve from her lethal fists. My body was on autopilot. I had lost the
ability to make sound decisions. I got up and the one sided beating continued.
She was surely going to beat me to death in front of my own daughter who
sadistically was finding sexual arousal in the debasement of her loving daddy.
How did I get here?

Kelly expounded on Lauren's boxing suggestion. "I have been learning to box
and thought how exciting it might be to go a couple of rounds with a man.
Lauren mentioned how you and some Heidi person used to like to settle your
differences with a spirited tussle before the better girl would prevail. I'm
just a novice but the thought of throwing a few punches into your handsome
face makes me warm all over and under. Hee hee. I think it would be sexy to
test myself against a real grown man. Please please please can we have a
friendly little match. I'm sure that I would make it worth your while if you
know what I mean."

I didn't need to be asked twice. I eagerly accepted her invitation for a
friendly and sexy little boxing exhibition. Lauren sent me upstairs to change
into a pair of gym shorts. I decided to wear a pair of silk panties under my
shorts. Sometimes I get a perverse sexual thrill by wearing ladies
undergarments under my clothes. Nobody knows I'm doing it. It's naughty and
exciting. You know the rush of the possibility of being discovered. Besides, I
would have plenty of time to hide them before Kelly would be sneaking into my
bed. When I returned I found that Kelly had changed too. She hadn't so much
changed as disrobed. A black bra and matching panties were all that was
between her womanly bits and my prying eyes. Auburn hair and green eyes. Long
arms and longer legs. She was a vision. She may have had reddish hair but she
didn't appear to be an ill tempered woman. No, a fresh Irish rose was more
appropro. Was her hair color natural? At 5 foot 9 inches tall, she was
actually taller than me. She was so beautiful, I didn't notice just how
impressive and athletic she was. I couldn't wait to get this party started.

Kelly finally removed her foot from my mouth. Now I could get some much needed
privacy to cry and unpack what had just happened. My reprieve was short lived.
Kelly used her foot to roll me on my back. As she loomed above me, I realized
that she had changed her panties. Gone were the black ones, only to be
replaced by a copper colored pair. Wait. That wasn't her panties the Auburn
colored covering was her pubic hair. Her impressive copper bush descended
closer and closer until it covered my face. Kelly wasn't finished with my oral
servitude. She was just getting started. The object of my secret desire was
right where it was supposed to be. Riding my face, reinvigorating my senses,
bathing my tongue, she was home. But not like this. This wasn't the wanton sex
that I craved. This was my depravity, a lesson in female supremacy. Kelly was
using me for her own sadistic glee. This was rape! At least I thought it was.
She was raping my face. I had truly bottomed out. How did I get here?

"I think you like getting beaten up and humiliated in front of your daughter.
It was her idea after all. You want to be dominated. You need to be dominated.
You want to be humiliated. You need to be humiliated. You're crying like a
little baby and begging for mercy yet you have a boner. Next time you fall
down you're going to get stripped naked so we can see your pathetic little
dicklet. You're probably one of those sissy boys that secretly dresses up like
a girl. Are you wearing your panties little boy?" Meanwhile, she is
emphasizing every humiliating comment with her ferocious fists. I couldn't
take much more. The next thing I know, I see her right fist coming, but I
couldn't do anything about it. An uppercut is going to land and it's really
going to hurt. Pow! Impact and my equilibrium abandons me. As I crashed to the
floor my shame is going to be revealed to all. "I knew it. He fell down again.
Lauren, go strip your daddy. I bet he's wearing panties."

I couldn't suppress those memories any longer. The feeling of inadequacy was
back. I remembered Heidi standing over me. These weren't friendly sexy
tussles. Heidi wasn't my equal. She was strong and mean and vicious and
insatiable. Heidi delighted in my humiliation. She liked to beat me up because
it made her cunt all wet. She liked to sit on my face and make me try in vain
to lick her dry. The Nazis had nothing on my fraulien. Heidi was blonde haired
and blue eyed. She was a member of the master race and she made sure I knew
it. I loved her so much that I had suppressed all the memories of her sadistic
beatings. But I couldn't suppress them any longer. Oh God, what have I done?

Lauren's groans were becoming more urgent. Her scent filled my nostrils. Her
cunt cream flowed and was sweeter than honey. She was not going to stop until
she came and came hard. My precious daughter rode me faster and faster until
she screamed in ecstasy. Lauren came in my mouth. Please God let this be over.
But Kelly had one final trick up her sleeve. Lauren squeezed my head between
her legs and rolled over. Now I was on my belly with her hairy bush swallowing
my face. I could feel an intrusion behind me. Kelly grabbed my hips and buried
her strap on dildo deep inside my bowels with a single thrust. She savagely
raped me while Lauren was savoring multiple orgasms. They flipped me onto my
back with Lauren sitting on my face while Kelly cruelly raped me. Kelly jerked
me off as she fucked me silly. Ultimate pain, shame, and humiliation. I
couldn't help myself and came on my little girl's back.

I opened my eyes. It was Friday morning and Lauren was coming to visit. Isn't
life grand?