Daddy's little girl

Blackness. Blackness is my first memory of my existence;
of my cruel reality.
I hid under the covers praying a silent prayer, that HE will stay away...
But suddenly I heard the soft heavy foot steps come from
down the hallway. Tears began to stain my face, there was nothing I
could do.
My bed room door squeaked opened, already I can feel the hot  breath
against my skin. I was his prey and there was no where for me to go.
He slid in beside me, taking my face in his hands; lips on mine
so wet and slimy. My mind is racing, my heart is pounding, I'm screaming
inside, but I'm frozen in fear.
He pulls me down and demands I open wide, forcing
himself down my mouth. I can barely breath, choking and
holding back tears. He wont let me go until I clean him
all up and "suck him dry", but this time is different.

He doesn't cum. Instead he pulls me up and tosses me on to
the bed, pinns me down, I struggle under his weight. He hits me
and puts a choke hold on me. I can feel him rip my
cotton panties off and jabb his fingers inside me and his tongue
licking me down there.
WHY! WHY! Oh GOD Why!!!!!
He stops and fondles my breasts, tearing my night gown.
He sucks, He licks, He has his way with me.
Breathing heavily he says to" I'll be your first and you last".

As he said the last few words, He thrust inside me. I cry out,
but he muffles the cries with his hands.
He' s going harder and deeper, I feel as though I might die.
I can taste the hot sweat, feel his hunger growing.
He wont stop, opening my legs wider, the deeper he goes;
the more I struggle the rougher it gets.
Finally I hear him gasp and I know he fills me inside.

I hear the door shut, I curl up and cry, what else is there for a ten
Year old to do.

Besides, it'll be my fathers words against mine.
Who'll believe me?