It have been a year and my father is getting remarried. The wedding was about to start when I saw father came up to me and took me to the bathroom he instructed me to untuck my shirt so he could fix it and in the process of getting it done my waistband was showing and I shocking didn't notice it. Father grabbed my waistband and baby blue fabric shot up my rear after 30ish second father managed to get my underwear to my upper back and chest in that time I was on the verge of tears. Father duck tape my waistband to my shoulder. I look at him confuse and in pain. "W-WHAT are you doing" I squealed like a little girl. Father looked and and smirked. Ah poo something is going down. The wedding went okay except me being in pain but it was a good wedding. After the cake dad took me outside and told me to untuck my shirt and I declined that when he punched me in the nard's and after that I fell on my knees and holding my privates. Next thing I knew my father saw a flash of baby blue fabric and decided to yank me back on my feet by my underwear. He yanked to hard on my underwear he ripped it clean off.
