ABOUT ME
Addison POV
Yep, it's me, the quiet girl. Why have I always been like this? Well, Maddy has told you her own side, but now it is my turn. You see, Maddy thought everything done to her in the compound was also the same thing I did.
Hell no! Have experienced torture in the worst way possible. Maddy was always the outgoing one. Well, I was as well until that very night, the night Mr. Rogers raped me, yes my own father, he's a monster. How should I say this? You see, it's not every time I was locked up.
Sometimes only my sister and Mom would be locked up. This all began when he told me to come to his room; that day, I was the only one not locked. He made me suck his dick that night, also threatened me not to tell my Mom or else he would rape them. I was scared; I didn't want them to be hurt. It kept going on for weeks; I couldn't tell anyone, just like this night, he called me to his room.
I thought it was the same thing I was going to do instead he threw me on his bed, took off his clothes, I pleaded with him not to do it, I was his daughter after all, but he didn't listen, he tore my clothes and raped me, after that night I was never the same.
After that night, I stopped talking; I got scared when someone tried to talk to me, even my mother. She smelt like him when she always tried hugging me.
That's why I kept refusing her touch, not that I hate physical touch. I just hate looking at her. I didn't know what would happen if I told them? She would hate me. Would she abandon me? That's why I stopped talking to my Mom. I could not tell anyone, not even my sister.
I was so happy when I found out he was dead. At least my life would be easier, but nothing was ever easy for me. I started having nightmares about that night. I wasn't myself. I tried taking pills to sleep well at night, but it didn't work.
I got scared when anyone tried to touch me. Lia suggested we see a therapist since it was the only idea she could come up with.
When we started seeing Ms. Miller, she flirted with me; I felt so disgusted. Was that all she wanted from me? They all want to have sex with me and dump me like am some whore to them.
Mr. Rogers always made me sleep with men. My sister didn't know I slept with men as well. He made sure I was fucked by them; anytime I refuse, he would hang me and tell three of his men to rape me.
Sometimes he came to the compound with some rich men; they first watched us having sex. I was pleasuring them, and I love it when they are happy that I had pleasured them well. But I hate how my own father treated us like we were nothing to him.
I tried killing myself once, one of the servants in the compound actually gave me poison to take, she said it was better to be dead than to go through all this route, I was close to taking it, but I remembered my poor mother, she has suffered for us, tried to protect us and what did I do, I end my life, and my sister who looked up to me, was I really going to disappoint her? And if I am dead, I am sure Mr. Rogers would make Maddy continue from where I stop.
No, I don't want that for her; it would be better if I am the only one going through it. Three days later, we found the servant dead in the field, and the doctor confirmed that it was poison.
I don't want to end my life like this. As long as my mother kept hoping and praying that someone out there would come and save us from this hell, I needed to believe that it would actually happen, which it did, by the way. I mean, the bastard of a father is dead.
I was glad when I found out he was dead, I felt a little relief, but I knew I would never be the same. I tried telling my Mom how I feel, but every time I got close to telling her, I got scared that my secret would be out and that she would hate me, so I backed out on telling her.
I only talked a little to my sister, sometimes I just whispered to her if I needed something and didn't want others to hear, or I wrote it in a book. I just wouldn't talk much.
You see, I actually tried sleeping with Lia, yes! It was really a bad move for me to do, it happened the day I was feeling sick that what's they all thought, I was actually feeling horny I wanted to please someone or be pleasured, so my Mom and sister were the only ones that went for therapy while Lia looked after me.
Thinking about it now, I shouldn't have done that. It was very wrong of me.
I was getting dressed when she came into my room. Perfect, this way I can seduce her, she tried asking me if I was feeling better and tried feeling my head, but I told her I was feeling hot, she asked where.
I took her hand and put it on my pussy. She was shocked. I felt guilty immediately after I did that. I tried running away, but she held me back while I sobbed on her shoulder and apologized.
"Why would you do that?"
"I just wanted to feel something Lia, I am so horny now. Please let me pleasure you," I said, begging her.
"No, Addy, we can't do that, I am your mother's girlfriend, and I love her very much. Alright, this is what you'll do."
"Am listening."
"Have you tried fingering yourself before?"
"No."
"Okay, I'll play you some videos that way; you can do it yourself, and please make sure your Mom and sister don't know about this."
"You're not going to tell her?"
"Do you want me to?" I shook my head, saying no. "It'll be our own secret, but please don't try that again. I know my brother messed you guys up, but please try talking with your therapist. She might actually help you.
Don't tell your sister I gave you porn to watch. I will deny it if you said I was the one that gave you." After that, she left my room. Lia is a very nice woman, I would like for her to be my mother as well. She would be the spoiled mother while our Mom would be the "don't" mother.
You know I was actually pregnant once. Yep, me, you see, I fell in love. While I was still at the compound, one of the men I pleasured, Mr. Sam, that name was his, became my regular partner.
Since I was being used for sex, I tried getting someone to help us, but everyone I turned to actually reported me to my father, and I was punished by being raped by his men.
You see, Mr. Sam was one of the richest men I slept with, and sometimes he paid Mr. Rogers monthly just to have me for himself, and I wasn't opposed to it, he was really nice, when we first started, he would ask me to dance for him, he never tried to touch me, after a month of it, I confronted him.
"Mr. S, why don't you touch me?"
"Well, dear, I find pleasure in seeing you dance naked."
"But Mr. S, you pay a lot of money, why don't you just sleep with me?"
"Do you want me to sleep with you?" I nodded. He was really gentle towards me, the first gentleman I ever knew. Every time he came, he would bring me books to read. Sometimes, he would read to me while we lay on the bed.
He was really a nice guy. He even paid Mr. Rogers for six months; he wanted to be the only one sleeping with me. Mr. Rogers accepted the money. After all, he was a greedy man.
I was so scared to ask him for help, but the minute I broke down and told him everything, he was so pale that I thought he would faint or something.
"Are you alright, Mr. S?" I asked.
"So you're telling me you're not up to eighteen?" I nod. "And you're Mr. Rogers' daughter?" I nodded again. I was getting confused.
"Didn't he tell you I was fifteen?"
"No! No, he never mentioned it. But you look so matured. I thought you were eighteen. Oh my gosh, what have I done? I slept with a minor; this goes against everything I stand for." I was getting scared because he was getting angry. I have never seen him react that way before. He calmed down.
He held my face and said, "I promise you, my dear, I will get you out of this place."
"Really?"
"Yes," he replied. "What your father is doing is not right. I thought it was for people of legal age. I didn't know they were kids here. He used me and got his club approved.
I must stop this. My dear, I promise I'll come back to rescue you." That was the last time I saw him. I prayed and hoped for weeks that he would come back, only for Mr. Rogers to call me to his room and tell me Mr. Sam was dead; I broke down crying, I think I fainted, when I woke up the doctor was attending to me, and he told Mr. Rogers that I was pregnant.
The only thing I heard from my father was, "abort the baby. I don't need that in my compound. She's my prized possession; take the baby out of her." I was devastated. First, I lost the first person I fell in love with, my helper, and then I lost his baby, our baby. I wasn't myself for months, my sister tried prying out what was wrong with me, but I refused to talk.
Ms. Miller, what can I say about her? Well, she's a beauty. I hated her when she flirted with me. I didn't even know why she did that. But she apologized and told me to forgive her.
I mean, Lia told me to give her a chance. Well, I think it was the right time to do so. I didn't care if it took me over a year to actually forgive her, but I never tried talking to her until we started school and the day she heard me talking.
I swear that woman was wet when she heard my voice; she was always the one doing the talking during therapy. She even told me about her daughter and her family. She's a single mother, had a one-night stand with a dude, and got pregnant. She's actually gay, so attractive night, I add.
I didn't even know what happened, but I found myself telling her most things about me, and while she tried to console me, one thing led to another, we had sex in her office. It was the best day ever.
