Being a prostitute was so fun for you. It was always so fun being able to fuck around and get paid.
One night in particular a man, who is quite famous, named Gerard way called you. He begged you to come over.
You went over there and he instantly slammed you against the wall, kissing you until you couldn't breath.
"Who's your new daddy?" He replied.
He was pretty much your sugar daddy.
He was 40, and you were only 15, making it highly illegal as you were under the age of consent.
He pushed you on to the couch, pulling your clothes off. He fucked you with all the energy he had.
He really was your daddy.
You grew up having daddy issues, your father put you up for adoption. You were told your father was a famous member of a band, but you were never told who.
"Are you my dad?" You screamed while it was still in. "Yeah, baby." He replied, pulling it out and going down on you again.
You pushed him off and threw your clothes on, quickly running down the street to Walgreens to get a janky ass dna test.
You ran back and made him take it, turns out he really was your dad.
"But I love you baby." He replied, trying to pull your jeans off again.
"No! This is fucking incest!" You screamed.
He began to get very angry. He ran to the bathroom and came back with a box of hair dye.
"u fookin biotch I luv u!" He scremed, wving da bux arun.
"bot gerar dis is ilega!" u scremed.
"I dun car, I luv u bby." He trid tu fuk u agin bot u stopd hum.
He gut su angy he shved da bux uf hir de dun ur throt.
u sofoctd an ded.
he foked ur ded budy til he ded frum su mch plsure
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