I was born a female but sadly with a sexual characteristic that when seen identified me as a boy. As a result of my gender feelings;
My Uncle taught me to suck cock at five and to swallow.

A friends father learned of my demands that I was a girl and soon I was his "special daughter" at seven. My virginity was given up with joy to him at nine. (he I continued to see till I was 26)

Starting around 8 most neighborhood boys called me "sissy" I liked it as it affirmed who and what I was, but, I was always dragged into some secluded place and made to suck them off. Then after my anal virginity was lost, get f**ked by them. Many times I was a plaything to groups of them.

My childhood while abusive and acts of molestation has made me enjoy the many aspects of sexual activities. Today I have become the Woman I have always been. That part of me that has defined me as a boy will soon be altered and then I will at last live with comfort within myself. And as before the sex will be great only better.

My ultimate dream is a gang bang with all my openings filled at the same time.

I have a confession to make. Growing up, I have been sexual abused and have done it to others. I've been in therapy on and off and I feel as if no progress has been made to help get over it. Within the past 2 months I've had a fantasy of rapying my niece, being caught in the act, being trialed, and telling my brother "COME AT ME YOU FUCKING MOLESTING BITCH ASS BRO, COME AT ME BITCH." My brother molested me around age 7, as well as others. When I think about my life, I can see the affects of it. It's still affecting me. I put in a request to go in therapy to help me get over it but in the past, I don't really feel much different from when i started. Actually, it's been getting worse. At age 14, when I first started noticing signs, I was beginning to be sexual attracted to younger girls. The young girls i prefer are from ages 5-12. At first i was appalled at my thoughts but as time went on, it became harder and harder to fight those thoughts to the point of where i just gave up and just let them go on in my head. I've molested some people before before I turned 13 and haven't done it since (I'm 18). When I did it, I wasn't too damn sure of what I was doing. These urges have gotten me to do some illegal things. Nothing physical but it is still illegal and I just want my thoughts, urges, attractions to disappear.

Just watched the British doco that 'exposed' Jimmy Saville's underage exploits. Another Knight in Shining Armor exposes Bad Guy report we seem to be cheering on lately.

So a scandal is created about some charismatic arsehole who took advantage of girls infatuated by fame. Girls old enough to get themselves to his hotel room and greedy enough to think he'd make them famous and that they might be the 'special' one. Girls smart enough to know they weren't going to just be reading songbooks in his room alone. Girls, now old women complaining about abuse; not destroyed, only old and cranky that no-one wants to touch their tits anymore, that they didn't end up being 'special', that they were just one of dozens; complaining now that he's dead and unable to defend himself.

Educated and influential media presenters are calling it a scandalous example of peadophalia and heads are rolling in high places. The public follows along and creates facsimile opinions. A whole bunch of disparate social problems and personality disorders are mashed into one big witch hunt mentality. Meanwhile the real molesters, the ones abusing their official positions of trust and responsibility to care for the Vulnerable; continue on protected by Church and Tradition, happy to see Public opinion so confused and ineffectual.

People can be pretty stupid and not realize that the instinctive aversion they feel for any subject touching on age appropriation of sexuality is fear that they may not be a good person themselves, according to some law. This is while they have little problem with the gross sexualization of minors in popular entertainment and advertising.

While the White Knights are out there cleaning up our society and we all follow along like a bunch of sheep, the real problems behind sexual exploitation of minors, and other vulnerable people, will never be addressed. The rules constraining content on this site are probably good to stop gratuitous exploitation material, but you can see how rules become games, and another avenue to properly expose and explore real problems in our society is shut down.

Do you see what happens to people when they have been molested
Look at the fucked up people on this site. I wish I can torture child molesters and abusers.

Its sad how these peoples lives turned out.

I confess that to all neighbors, friends and family, I appear as a highly-educated, straight-arrow, well-dressed polite guy who treats women with respect and dignity. However, there are times when I *love* watching Max Hardcore videos and he how tears into young slut and humiliates them and calls them nasty names. I'm not into the whole puking scene, but I love everything else. Especially love it when Max is joined by a young woman or older girl, and the two of them take an innocent young thing and just abuse, molest and rape the shit out of her. Makes my dick throb and I cum so very very hard.

ATTENTION MOTHERLESS! I HAVE A SEVERE AND LEGITIMATE PROBLEM! IF YOU ARE GOING TO BE PERVERTED OR UNHELPFUL. PLEASE DO NOT RESPOND TO THIS THREAD!!!

I am going to post this in four different locations on the board because I'm not really sure where to put it and I really want people to notice this so my friend can get the help she needs.

I met someone online about a year ago now who lives on the other side of the country. We've been getting alone really well, I thought I was actually starting to love her. A month ago, however, she began only responding to texts 75% of the time, being online in about three 15 minute intervals a day and ignoring her phonecalls outright.

Naturally concerned, I started bugging her for answers, trying to figure out what the hell was happening...and it turns out that the reason she was online so little was because she has essentially become her father's slave. Now, he's always been abusive from what I've been told, molested her a couple times as a kid, etc. but for the most part, he'd been leaving her alone. It's only recently that he's "claimed" her as his property, going so far as to force to get a tattoo branding her as his.

I just want to get her out of the house but I'm not sure what I can do. Like I said, she's on the other side of the country (She's Washington, I'm New Hampshire), she'll basically be beaten to death if she goes to anybody for help (it's a miracle she was able to get away with telling me...it's only because she's so protective of her phone) and before anyone suggests otherwise, yes, she is absolutely miserable with the situation ( She has described it to me as "A Living Hell, only worse"...) and no, this isn't fake because she sent me a picture showing me her new tattoo via phone.

If anyone at all can tell me what I can do to help or how I can convince her to be brave enough to run away, I'd be eternally grateful to you all. Please...her life and my sanity depend on it.

I confess I am a boy.

I began a sexual relationship with a very dominant man who was old enough to be my father shortly after I turned eighteen. I remember the first time I went to his home. I was so nervous I thought I would faint at his doorstep. I remember vividly how he swung the door open and pulled me inside by my belt.

We had communicated online for a few weeks before I came over to his place about what he wanted me to do. He had convinced me to shave myself hairless from the neck down that morning, and then go to the store and buy some teenage girl style panties. He'd told me to then go to the sex store in town and buy a metal cock ring, all of which I did that day.

I got home and put on the cock ring and the little girl panties, then told my parents that I was going to a friends house to study. I took several adderall to make me feel more horny and kinky, then drove to his house. Several times I almost backed out because I was so nervous, but I ended up walking to his front door and knocking lightly three times, then tying a blindfold around my eyes and handcuffing myself behind my back as he had instructed me to. I hadn't really felt comfortable doing that, but he said if I didn't he wouldn't pet me inside so I did it. I wonder about how dangerous of a decision that was all the time.

He had dragged me into his dark home and spent the next several hours making me deepthroat his cock, forcing several toys deeply into my throat and my ass, and then uncuffing me and making me get on all fours and fuck myself with a big realistic dildo while he watched. as I fucked myself as hard as I could with the big rubber cock, he knelt in front of me and fucked my mouth until he came all over my face.

Once he finished cumming on me, he flipped me onto my back and smeared his cum from my face onto my shaved cock, then masturbated me hard until I came all over my stomach. He then scooped my cum up in his hand and forced it into my mouth and all over my face.

He then really roughly took me by the arm and dragged me to the front door. He took all my clothing and threw it onto his front stoop, then quickly pushed me outside while I was still blindfolded with my cum all over my own face. I took off the blindfold and saw that the sun was about to come up, so I dressed quickly on his front porch and drove home. I don't know for sure, but the more I think about it the more I am sure that this older man had been taking pictures and video of me while he was making me do all these things. I search gay slave porn all the time hoping to find video of me posted online from when I was eighteen, blindfolded in this mans house getting pretty severely molested and abused by this middle aged man who had obviously been preying on me because I was such a naive and small eighteen year old boy. He had done such a good job manipulating me through our emails that he had convinced me to shave myself hairless, purchase teen girl frilly panties and a cock ring, and show up at his front door in the dark blindfolded and handcuffed without anyone knowing where I was. He could have kept me at his place for weeks, and there would have been nothing I could have done about it. I fantasize about that all the time.

I have never in my life been more anxious and scared of doing something, but I am so glad I chose to do it, I have these wonderful memories of that night being a horny young teenager having no idea what I was getting myself into...

What would you have done to me? the more kinky the better.

Please use and abuse this big titted piece of trash and I will tell you about the time I molested her.

I had to endure many subway rides were a man's dick was nestled between the cheeks of my fat ass.

On one occasion when I was a teen and was quite plump, and on my way to college, I was abused in a crowded subway. A perv got on the train and probably spotted me and moved in behind me. I had nowhere to go and he had me cornered against the train door. He had sweatpants on that had pockets. He had his hand in his pocket and the pocket lining was cut out so he could access his dick through the pocket (my friend educated me on how they do that). He was obviously jerking off and would stop every few seconds to hump against my ass. He was jerking off with his dick against my ass (his hardon was obvious through the sweatpants). After a few seconds I caught on but couldn't move.
The man had pushed himself harder against me. There was no doubt now that I could feel his erection through the fabric of his sweatpants and my leggings.
I could feel the heat and weight of the man's flesh through the lycra of my leggings. I could definitely feel his hard cock rubbing on my ass and then settling into the crevasse between my butt, rubbing on my leggings.
The crowded train and the doorway offered me nowhere to go. My face turned a bright red as I was forced to accept my predicament. Shamefully I was getting wet. I couldn't help it. But I didn't want to. This wasn't right. This stranger was taking advantage. But what if I just let him...what if I just let him satiate himself against my fat ass? What if I allowed him to that? If he didn't put it inside me there was no harm no foul was there? He might get angry otherwise. He might try and rape...no! He wouldn't surely! Maybe just let him continue to do what he was doing? So-what if I was a little wet and shit scared?
He grew bold as he saw I offered no resistance and placed his left hand on my left ass cheek and humped away against my ass with his dick in between my cheeks and then lowered his sweatpants just slightly and came all over my ass. He rubbed it into my ass with his dickhead and got off at the next stop leaving me molested and with a huge cum stain on my leggings.
On my next stop I had to run to a washroom and wipe his cum from ass using a handkerchief. I did my walk of shame to the college. Anyone paying attention to my ass would know that my ass was cummed on. My entire day was traumatized but moreover I felt guilty for being wet by getting abused and molested.

My therapist said that it's common and a biological response from my body to not get hurt from being assaulted (Although he never penetrated me)
What I didn't tell her was that I went home traumatized and while undressing I saw the thick stain of my juices on my panties and although ashamed and guilty I became wet again. Then strangely out of nowhere I shamefully smelled my leggings, it was a stench of my sweat, my juices and his cum. I inhaled it by pressing my nose into it as I rubbed my clit roughly imagining the traumatizing event of the day. I started moaning and to gag myself I shoved the cum covered handkerchief in my mouth. Drooling and swallowing my saliva with my molesters cum. As if that was not enough I wore my leggings over my head pressing my nose on the places of cum stain and where his cock was. In my mind I was degrading and shaming myself, calling myself a whore, slut, cunt as all the feminism and my dignity was dripping out my cunt. I felt guilt and shame of how I am behaving and how I was wet during the molestation and it made me cum, my legs shaking and my eyes rolling back in my head as my body convolusing violently. My body went limp and after a few minutes I gathered my strength to slowly pull off the leggings above my face and I saw myself in mirror beside my bed. I was naked lying face down, sweaty, handkerchief in my mouth, leggings stuffed over my head. Shame, regret and guilt filled me as I started to see the pictures of my friends and family on my dresser. With tears in my eyes I realized of what I have done and how lowly, Wanton and a filthy whore I am. I was ashamed of the person in mirror who didn't have any dignity, self respect and was lying like a piece of limp fuckmeat. And then I felt the tingle in my stupid cunt again and I started rubbing again feeling the mix of regret, shame, humiliation as I saw the stupid fuckmeat in the mirror along with my friends and family pictures. Gagging on the handkerchief I called her disgusting names as my reflection came like a bitch. Shamefully again I covered my face in leggings and I rubbed my shame on my molested leggings.
That night I came 2 more times while degrading and abusing my cunt as moved from awake and sleep states. The next morning I woke up with tired body, sore mouth, sore cunt and reeking of the stench of my juices, sweat and his cum.

i fantasize about complete strangers molesting and abusing my girlfriend. here is her pic. what do you guys think? what would you do to her?

i goto this forum almost nightly and read the true rape stories written by their members hxxp://aftersilence.org/forum/. apparently it is considered a big step in their therapy if they are able to give detailed and graphic accounts of the abuse. The detail varies from story to story but there is many a Gem inside. If you are going to venture in I would go to this part of site first hxxp://dancinginthedarkness.com/darkbook.php , its where stories were posted b4 the message board was up and requires no registration, i would burn through those first then attempt to join the forum for full access. since the topic is what it is there is little info required to join and no participation is expected. I will warn you that it will take great strength not to reply to some of the stories with "you dumb cunt". Many of the stories start off with..."So i was on a date, we went back to his place and started fooling around, then he got my cloths off and started to penetrate me, but i never said no or stop....that bastard should have known i did not want to have sex" or the "so i went out drinking in a short skirt with no panties and a see thru top I was so wasted and then 5 guys asked me to come back to their place...." Also 90% of the straight up rape stories (non-child molestation) the girl always claims that "He"/"They" had to have put something in my drink. By the amount of the girls who claim this i just do not buy that there is that much of that stuff available. I have hard enough time getting pot, am i missing the corners with the roofie dealers?
Oh we must not forget the real way out ones where the whole town was in on it and we were locked cages and made to kill animals and have babies that were sacrificed to Satan.