A Damaged Teen Slut (Ch.1-2) - Sex Stories

A Damaged Teen Slut (Ch.1-2)

... back and leads her to the car. He shuts her door and gets in and drives off. They're in his kitchen sitting down. He made her some hot cocoa. "What's that on your neck?" He asks curiously, noticing the marks and bruising around her neck. "Oh... Umm..." She stammers, realizing that despite zipping her jacket up all the way the marks are still visible. Chris's mouth drops as he begins to get upset. "Did Ray fuckin' do this?" He asks, ready to flip his lid. "No, no... No, he didn't touch me." She says, looking down. "Are you sure? Don't be afraid to tell me anything, Emmy. I'm a cop and I'm your uncle and I love you." He says, holding her hand gently as she smiles a little and then looks back down. She gulps. "There's a lot I have to tell you..." She begins. Emmy tells him about Keith and how she first got involved with him in that way a few years ago. While fighting back tears she tells him about how he raped her, used her and manipulated her but she doesn't tell him the full truth. Emmy only tells Chris that it happened a few dozen times over the past couple of years. She tells him that he choked her tonight and she couldn't ...

... take it anymore. It's also difficult for her as she still feels a twisted obligation to him and a need for his abuse. Suddenly a lot of things about his niece begin to make sense to Chris, along with the abandonment by her father. "Emmy... Why didn't you come to me sooner?" He says with sullen eyebrows, sitting closer to her as he holds her hand. He practices restraint as inside he's boiling with anger and rage just hearing about this. He wants to kill Keith. "I'm sorry... I'm so sorry. It's all my fault." She breaks down into tears, crying hysterically. "Oh, baby. No, no, no. It's not your fault. You were manipulated and used by a predator. You didn't do anything wrong." He reassures her but she doesn't believe that. "Come here." Chris says before putting his arms around her and holding her head into his chest while she cries. "It's going to be okay, shh..." He says softly while holding her tight and stroking the hair on the back of her head. "It's over now. It's all over. We'll get through this." He whispers lovingly. Emmy buries her face into his sturdy chest, feeling true safety and comfort for the first time in a long time.