Child Abuse Story From Jack

by Jack
(Myrtle Beach, South Caroline, USA)

My parents were never married to each other. This was because my dad was already married but he was getting a divorce which since he had kids took longer to get out of the relationship than he'd planned. I was born in Germany, but soon after my birth my mother and I moved to the United States while my dad stayed in Germany.

My life was pretty normal. I had a nice home and a caring mother. When I was about 6 years old my dad was shot and killed by his wife. I never got to meet him...my mom lost it after that, but things didn't completely come to an end till my great grandpa was shot and killed by his wife. My mother seemed to lose interest in me after that. She began locking herself up in her room.

When I was about 8 years old she had found herself a boyfriend. He was a short man but he looked as if he was a bar brawler.

After him and my mom married he started abusing me and my mom. If I did something bad he would pick me up by the neck and yell at me. He would beat me with his belt if his day at work wasn't so good. He put out his cigs on my neck. He screamed at my mom a lot and he would hurt her badly. He also forced my mother to have sex with him. They would have sex in front of me. My stepdad cheated on my mom many times as well.

My mom started doing drugs such as acid. One day she was high on acid in her room while my stepdad was at work. She called me to her bedside and she looked at me and said, "I see your father in you" then she reached up and touched my face then she lowered her hand till she was rubbing my balls with her hand. Then she told me to lay on the bed and take my clothes off...I did so and she gave me oral sex and made me give her oral sex....

As I got a little older she started doing more to me. She started having sex with me and if I fought back she'd hurt me...when she did this she called me by my father's first name. She started doing this to me when I was 9 and she stopped doing this once I ran away with the love of my life at the age of 16. I am 21 now.

I hate her so much!!! I wish both my mom and my stepdad would die!!!

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