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Alicia's New Life
By Christine
Chapter Four: Alicia's dark past is relived
I am Alicia Peterson. I wrote a bio about what happened to me at 12 a
while back. I sarcastically titled it my summer vacation because I
traveled to LA with my siblings. My father purchased a brand new house
for his family and we moved there first. My mother and him were supposed
to follow but,..they never made it. Their plane crashed and there were no
survivors.
I am telling this because it was the set up that removed all controls
from my brother and sister on what they could do to me. I was the
smallest and weakest sibling and for that reason, they hated me. To be
truthful, my brothers prospective was probably more indifference. My
sister had a hatred of me that I never understood. I never hurt her but,
such is irrelevant. What she did is relevant. She tortured me and
destroyed my life. My Summer Vacation only included 4 months; from our
big fight to the point I was to enter school as a girl named Alicia. I
wrote it all in a diary that I kept hidden in case I didn't survive one
of their beatings. A lot has happened sense then that will be described
by Christine. I let her narrate what happened and how I was saved.
It is ironic that I was saved by a beating. But that was luck too because
it brought my suffering to the attention of authorities and they took the
proper actions to rescue me. I will never forgive my sister for what she
had done to me.
~~~*~~~
"Detective Luther, I hate my sister so much. I really hope the States
Attorney can put them away. Can you tell me about her?"
Mark thought for a while and spoke up," She is a cold woman, Allen. She
is a brilliant Attorney but she can come off as rude, uncaring and some
times, offensive when she's talking to victims. "
Allen spit out, "Just like a woman. They have no compassion at all. All
they like to do is hurt people."
"Allen, I have been a officer in the Special Victims Unit for years and I
can tell you that a vast majority of arrests are men that have hurt
women. The women I know have a lot of compassion. "
"I know you think that Detective Luther," Allen said. "I am not saying
men can't be violent but its different. Men are more forward. Their
violence thought out most of the time. It is just do to the nature. When
women do it, it's calculating and cruel. They think it out and they make
sure it hurts a lot. In that way, women are the most cruel of all. I
think they get orgasmic pleasure from causing suffering."
Mark was surprised at the venomous words that came out of the child's
mouth. He pleaded, "Try to be more reasonable Allen. Such hateful talk
isn't productive. Don't be so misogynistic.
"Don't tell me what to be, officer," Allen said in anger. "You haven't
suffered as I have suffered. All that I have been though was inflicted by
females. I am entitled to my anger, and my point of view."
Mark had to give him that. He knew it was useless to press the point any
farther. He decided to let the matter drop.
"So Allen, what you have described would be battery on a minor, maybe
sexual assault so can you tell me more of what happened to you after your
sister and her boyfriend made you pose for pictures wearing her dress?"
Mark saw Allen take a deep breath and let it out slowly. "My arms were
taped behind me and Craig and my sister left me there for a few minutes.
I saw them both return carrying a lot of clothes.
"Kathy unwrapped my wrists and shouted in a commanding voice, 'Strip!
You've got sixty seconds. If I see you wearing anything besides your
birthday suit, you'll be gagging on male meat.'
"So I almost ripped my clothes off infront of Craig and her. and in
forty-five seconds I stood before them naked, my hands covering my
penis."
"Kathy laughed 'Don't be modest, sweetie, then Kathy said, raising her
camera. 'Put your hands up over your head now!"
"I frowned and did what she said and I saw the flash go off and then
Kathy said, 'Now put your hand on your hip like a good little fag, ' 'And
then your other hand up on your shoulder to toss your hair. And pout for
me. Come on, let's see those lips. I want to see a nice pouty look on
your face."
" She finally got the sexy look she wanted, and the flashbulb went off
again. 'Now cross your ankles, and point your feet outward like a pretty
little ballerina,' she commanded me. And when I did, she took a couple
more photos of me. By that time I was so humiliated but that was just the
start of her cruelty."
"Kathy asked me sarcastically, 'Are we having fun yet, little brother?"
"I shook my head and begged 'Kathy, can I put some clothes on now?"
"Kathy cooled, 'Sure you can, sweetie, so that's why you look so unhappy.
You don't like being naked, do you? "
"I shook my head again, fighting back the tears, and Craig kept
snickering at me. "
"Kathy told me, 'I've got just the thing for you," she said, holding up a
training bra. "
"I pleaded, shocked, 'No...I didn't mean that- "
"Kathy said, oh, don't worry, I'll help you put it on," Spinning me
around. A moment later she had me in the bra, and ordered me, 'now fondle
your new breasts!'
"I knew I had no choice, and fondled my chest where my breasts would be
if I had them. She took another picture of me."
"Craig said then, 'Let's get the faggot into the rest of his clothes,'
He'll look cute in that little red number of yours.'
"The next thing I knew, I was climbing into a pair of stockings and a
garter belt, and my sister zipped me into a red tafetta dress. My legs
were encased in nylon, and the dress rustled whenever I moved."
"Now lift up your dress and pretend to adjust your garter,' Kathy said.
The camera flash went off again. 'Good, now cross your wrists at your
waist, and put your hands together palm to palm like a good little
sissy,' she ordered me. As I did do, she snapped another picture. And the
ordeal went on. For the next half hour, she must have taken twenty
pictures of me, some naked, but most in her outfits. She kept telling me
to smile for the camera, and Craig kept taunting me. Most ominous of all,
his cock was about to burst his pants the whole time. Clearly he had some
sexual issues to clear up but he kept calling me a faggot. "
"Finally she stripped me again, and left me sitting me on the floor. 'I
can hardly wait to show these to Ron! And wait until Sandra gets to see
them."
"Craig asked, Who's Sandra?"
"She's my big brother's girlfriend. She is one hot blonde, always wearing
these leather and rubber outfits. I'm sure she'll have some good ideas
about dressing up the little sissy. I didn't know it but she was a
dominatrix. Unlike my sister, she really was. "
"That was Just what I needed, my brother's bitchy girlfriend, At that
time they were just girlfriend and boyfriend but I didn't want her
getting her hands on me. This was going too far. I shouted at Kathy, 'I'm
not a sissy!"
She replied, 'Oh, no? Well if you're such a stud, I'd like to see you
jerk off right now."
"I didn't want to with them watching but she insisted threatening to make
me walk around the block in my tafetta dress. SO I took it out and
started jerking. And then she forced me to lick it off the floor or Craig
would give me his to swallow. SO I did feeling nauseas. I started crying
licking up my sperm infront of them. "
" Kathy told me, Now put on my white lace dress, and go to your room for
the rest of the day," she ordered me. She waved the last photo in my
face. "You're going to be a good little sissy from now on, unless you
want me to start showing everyone our new family album."
"I put on the dress and hurried up to my room, my face in my hands. Now
my sister could blackmail me with those pictures."
Allen took a deep breath and continued, "I met a cute girl that morning
named arcadia. She was as deceitful snake as anyone ever met. The next
day I was in the front yard when she came around. Arcadia told me she
wanted to see my sister because my sister was fighting with Craig. That
was interesting and gave me hope, false hope.
"The hope was short lived for I saw Craig came though the gates. I
figured if they were fighting that it gave me more leeway with Craig so I
asked him what he was doing here."
"He got all macho and told me he was here to talk to my big sister. I
told him that maybe she didn't want to see him so he started flirting
with arcadia. "
"I protested that we were on the way out. Arcadia said she didn't know. I
tried to get her to tell him to get lost, he broke up with my sister and
was trying to use her. "
"Craig got all hostile and pushed me, telling me to shut up. Arcadia told
us to handle it ourselves and she walked inside as craig pushed me
against the house. I tried to run away but he caught up and just started
beating me badly. He knocked me out."
Mark swore hatefully but Allen was entranced in his story and didn't
hear. He continued, "I woke up with a headach and bruises. I walked in
the house to see Kathy showing my pictures to craig. " His voice lowers,
"The humiliating ones of me wearing dresses and shit. She said, 'I want
him to dress up like a girl from now on, Look at the T-shirt and jeans
he's wearing. We're new in this neighborhood, and no one here knows he's
supposed to be a boy.'
"I shouted, You cant do this to me."
"Ron said understanding at first that he wasn't sure. And that gave me
hope but then he put in only because of the cost, he said,' We would have
to buy him a new wardrobe. "
"So that gave Kathy the idea and she said, '"No we won't, he can wear my
stuff. I've got a lot of clothes I've just about outgrown, and they'll
fit him perfect now. Besides, Mom bought me some really frilly dresses
that I never wore. They're just too feminine-looking for me. But I think
the sissy will look good in them.'
"All right, " Ron said. "We'll try it for a little while. But start with
just the underwear, so he can get used to it."
"Ron, no!" I screamed. "I won't do it!" But I was waiting my time. Ron
nor Kathy loved me. He grabbed me tightly and said I would do anything
they said. If I was smart I would have called the police but I wasn't. He
asked Kathy to get some duct tape and they taped me up. I pleaded but he
said Sandra was coming over and I was to get reacquainted with her. "
"I tried pleading but Kathy jumped right on top of me hard and I couldn't
talk then. A few minutes later Sandra comes in and her and Kathy were
close friends. Sandra stood over me fixing me with a cold stare. Like all
women alive, she was a horrible bitch. Sadistic, cold hearted and reveled
in cruelty. "
"They flipped though the humiliating pictures Kathy took of me. Then
Sandra told me that that it was time that I learned some discipline. I
didn't understand, out of all of those perverted sadists, I was the best
but cant tell that to a woman. Their just evil. She took out a white
corset and told Kathy to strip the sissy. Meaning me and I was striped."
"They cut my clothes off because I wouldn't need them anymore. Kathy
grinned from ear to ear, but all I could see was the light glinting off
the knife blade as I looked up at her. In moments, she had me on my back
naked, with my wrists taped behind me."
"Now let's see how that corset looks on you, Sandra said. Kathy stood me
up, and Sandra laced the corset around me tighter and tighter until I
thought it was going to smother me. In a few moments I stood clad in
panties, stockings, and a training bra my sister generously donated.
Sandra stood over me, and lifted my chin. "
"Now, are you ready for your spanking?, she asked."
I purely panicked and said they cant spank me and I ran to the far corner
of the room. Sandra acted all offended like I should submissively let her
spank me because I was a boy. Just like a woman, huh." Allen snorted.
"No sense, no compassion just wicked darkness. Well, Sandra got me and
then said I would really get it for resisting. I mean, what the fuck.
Where's her sense. I just hope I can do that to her. She deserves it big
time. And so much more.
"Sandra said, shame on you for making me chase after you, Now you're
going to learn a lesson.' She grabbed a handful of hair, and dragged me
over to the table. Then threw me over her knee.
She sat down, and threw me over her knee. "Pay attention, Kathy. I'm
going to show you how to discipline your little brother."
"Let me go-" I screamed. "You can't-" The paddle landed, stinging my
bottom. They just tortured me. First Sandra hit me a million times and
then She let Kathy hit me as my asshole brother just watched. I was
screaming and Kathy didn't want to hear me scream as she beat me. She
asked for the tape but Sandra put a penis gag in my mouth. They beat me
badly that time and they spent the rest of the time teaching Kathy how to
tie me up properly. Handcuffs, spreader bars, gags and shit. "
When they were done beating me, Sandra and my brother left together.
Kathy was left me with all tied up, Kathy threw a red sweater and a pair
of red jeans in my face. "she said, 'Sandra gave the name of a beauty
salon in a shopping center a few blocks from here. You're going to have
your hair done."
"Kathy, please let me go," I begged. 'I don't want to have my hair done.
I've had a long day. I don't even want to go out.' But by that time I
should have known that anything I said or wanted didn't matter. "
"She answers back, 'I didn't ask you what you want. I've made the
appointment, and I'm taking you there now. Is that clear?"
I just nodded my head. At least she'd untie me, and I could stretch my
muscles. Half an hour later, we showed up at the salon, but the sign on
the door said, Closed. I thought I was saved!"
"Too bad, I said, 'they're closed."
"But then a young blonde woman came to the door and opened it for us.
'I'm Jennifer. You must be Kathy and the little sissy," she said. "Sandra
told me to expect you."
"But I thought you were closed, I said, pointing at the sign".
" Jennifer told us, The sign said closed. I work on special customers
like you by appointment only, That way you can feel more comfortable when
I make you look pretty."
"I made a face. I was wearing girl's underwear, and now I had to have my
hair done like a girl."
"That's very considerate of Jennifer, isn't it, sissy? Kathy said, as
Jennifer led me inside. A woman's prospective huh. Childhood sexual abuse
and gender manipulation is considerate. I hope you are starting to see my
point detective Luther. I hope you never trust a woman. I know for a fact
I will never. "
"How should we do his hair?' Jennifer asked my sister."
"We could have you wear your hair in straight bangs, like Arcadia, Kathy
suggested"
"Before I could answer, Jennifer said, 'bangs can be cute, but they're
too masculine. Lots of boys have bangs. We don't want anyone to confuse
this little sissy with a boy."
"Anything you say,' Kathy said. 'Just make him look beautiful."
"I know! We'll part his hair in the middle just like yours, Kathy, only
I'll put long soft curls in it,' Jennifer said. She dragged me off to
shampoo my hair. I could hardly move in the corset, and Jennifer
practically had to shove me into a reclining chair."
"I was sitting under a hair dryer. I squirmed because my butt hurt so
much, but that only made it worse."
"My sister said, 'Jennifer, my little brother isn't the first boy to have
his hair styled here, is he?"
"No, of course not. But most of the boys don't have their hair done in
curls like this. Jennifer said back."
"Are any of the other boys cute?, Kathy asked."
"Some are really cute, but almost all of them are gay, Sandra told my
sister."
"Well, that doesn't help me any, but maybe this little sissy would like
to meet some of them, Kathy said."
"What are you trying to-' I asked getting scared."
"Sure, I can arrange that,' Jennifer interrupted me. 'Would you like to
meet a fag? There's Sandra perpetrating a childhood sexual assault. I
think all women are sadistic pedophiles too.'
"I think that's a great idea, Kathy said. 'Wouldn't you like to meet a
boy a little older than you? Someone more experienced, who can teach you
how to be a fag?"
"No! Kathy, don't make me do this!, I said, my eyes filling with tears."
"Someone who'll bend you over a chair and make you like it?, she said,
leering at me."
"I bowed my head as tears rolled down my cheeks."
"Oh, don't cry, sweetie, I'll find you a real nice boy, I promise,,
Jennifer said. ,I doubt he'll be as sissified as you, but I'm sure lots
of my customers would like to meet you."
"Kathy giggled. 'And we can keep trying until we find the right one."
"No, please don't make me meet any boys, I sobbed."
"Kathy told me, 'Tell you what, little sissy. As long as you're a perfect
little slave girl at home, I won't have Jennifer introduce you to any of
her friends. But if you step out of line just once, you're going to be a
party girl. But she lied, that night they made me give Craig a blowjob."
"I'll do anything you want around the house! I'll wear anything you want,
I promise!"
"If the little faggot changes his mind, just let me know, Jennifer
warned, 'He's a cutie, and I know lots of boys who'd love to get their
hands on him."
"That night Kathy made me sleep until noon, handcuffed to the wrought
iron headboard of my bed. I was still stiff from the beatings Craig and
Kathy had given me, and even my face ached when she woke me up and
dangled a white string bikini over me."
Allen said, "She forced the bikini on me and handcuffed me to the diving
boards latter and she swam. I was on a beach towel face up. Wearing the
bikini. She told me to stay like that. I asked for how long and she
slapped me hard and told me to be quite. If she heard me say anything
then she would throw me in the pool."
"She dived in and splashed and had fun. A half an hour later she came
back and turned me on my back and handcuffed me back. I realized she was
giving me a bikini girls tan. There was nothing I could do about it and
after that side was tanned, she took me back inside. "
She made a call and invited someone over. I argued with her, tied up.
Naked too and before I could do much, she had arcadia in there. She
started teasing me, making fun of me. Even hurting me. She told me she
loved the suntan and Kathy said I should really have been born a girl. "
"She forced me to go out with Arcadia. She said she wanted me and she
made a mistake having crag beat me up. But now she decided that I'd
rather date a pathetic little wimp she could push around. I never forgave
her."
"She put the corset on me and ordered me to put on the training bra and
panties. These were worse, they were pink panties."
"Arcadia cooled, Al, you just look so adorable, I think we should go out
just like that."
"She told me to go up and find anything to put on. She hit my butt as I
ran. I tried to find some boy underwear but they had taken all my
underwear. There were just girls undergarments left. I put some jeans and
a tee-shirt on. "
Once I was downstairs again, Kathy made me turn around and model my
clothes. She tucked my hair under a baseball cap, and said, 'not bad. You
might even fool people into thinking you're a real boy instead of a
little sissy."
"Thanks sis, I love you, too, I said, my voice laced with sarcasm. How
could I love her. She tortured me, showed absolutely no love toward me.
Just cruelty and sadism. I felt no love and I thought she was sensible
enough to know that or didn't even expect any. But cant expect sense from
women. Her face turned purple from that and she shoved me though the
door, and talked with arcadia."
"I found out what that was all about, arcadia picked a fight with a man,
a tough biker and he beat me for what arcadia did. I wonder if even he
was planed, he stole my clothes, beat me hard and peed on me. Arcadia
gave me a dress to wear and I wore that home."
"Ron made fun of me for that but I didn't do anything. Except show
displeasure from being beaten."
"I went to sleep and the next morning there were stockings beside me to
put on. Kathy decided to take me to a video arcade. Ron forced me to go.
When they were there, they took me into a photo book and showed me a ugly
thing. They said they were going to force it in my ass. When I protested,
she threatened to show everyone what I was wearing so I bent over and she
raped me. Then we went home"
Allen was nearly exhausted but needed to get this part out. He said,
"This is the big part here. Very important. When I got home, "I just
wanted to go to bed, but Kathy had other ideas."
"Kathy told me, I have a date with Craig tonight, and he'll be over
soon."
"I thought you broke up with Craig, I said."
"She told me back, I did, but we've made up. See, he got all upset
because I didn't make you suck his cock. In all fairness, I tried to be
nice to you, but I didn't want to lose a boyfriend over it. You can
understand that, can't you?"
"I guess so, but what does this have to do with me? I asked, I was so
dumb."
"Well, after we broke up, the first thing he did was go out with Arcadia.
I couldn't very well have him going out with my new best friend, what
with all the tension that would cause. So we agreed to make up. That's
where you come in."
"Where I come in?' I didn't like the sound of that."
"Kathy said, 'See, this whole problem started when you didn't give him a
blow job. He was just so disappointed. Now to set things right, you're
going to be very accommodating tonight."
"Wait a minute- She was breaking the deal she made with me in the salon."
"On your knees, little sissy. Craig will be here any minute, and I want
to make sure you're tied up nice and tight."
"I groaned and knelt before my sister. She quickly wrapped a few loops of
rope around my wrists, and cinched them tight. Then she expertly bound my
ankles, cross-legged, forcing my knees wide apart. She bound my ankles to
my wrists, and I couldn't move an inch."
"I begged, Kathy, everything hurts. It's too tight," I pleaded. Then the
doorbell rang. 'Just in time! Here, maybe sucking on this will take your
mind off everything else,' she said, nudging a penis gag between my
teeth. She tied it around my head, and giggled."
"Go on, you need the practice,' she called to me as she strolled out the
door. I had to wait there on the floor thinking about my fate, bound and
gagged, until I heard them coming up the stairs. But they had let me go
once before. Maybe I could talk them out of it. Once I got the gag out of
my mouth, anyway. Maybe Kathy just wanted to take some more pictures of
me, and she just wanted to scare me. Tied up like this, I'd be happy to
pose for them now. A moment later, Craig and my sister stood over me."
"You don't need to suck on that fake cock any more, faggot," he said.
"It's time for the real thing." And as I watched, he dropped his pants,
and then his underwear. Kathy pulled me up to my knees, and made me kneel
in front of him.
"Even as Craig untied my gag, his cock grew until it pointed straight at
my face."
"Guess what, sissy?' Kathy said. 'I convinced Ron that this would be such
a special moment in your life, that he bought this video-recorder so we
can videotape it!"
"Now smile for the camera!"
"You...you're going to tape me doing this?' I cried in disbelief."
"And that's not all, Kathy said. This recorder has a little color screen,
so we can play it back right here, and watch it all over again."
"Yeah,' Craig said. 'That way we can see if we didn't get it right, we
can do it over again."
"No-' I moaned."
"The camera's rolling, little sissy, so start licking that cock,' Kathy
said."
"No, please turn it off," I begged.
Then Kathy grabbed a handful of my hair and turned my head. 'I'm going to
explain this to you once, you little faggot. Craig introduced me to the
neighborhood kids who hang out at the mall. Unless you behave yourself
right now, I'm going to take this tape down to the mall and show all
those kids what you are,' she said."
"And then I'll take you down to the mall myself,' Craig said, 'and I'll
personally introduce you to my friends."
"Kathy turned my head back, and now all I could see was the erect cock in
my face."
"All right, I'll do it,' I sniffled, trying not to cry. I licked the tip
of his cock, and then took more of it in my mouth. Slowly I worked it in
and out, my tongue sliding up and down the shaft. Craig moaned, and his
cock grew even larger in my mouth. He grabbed my hair, and started
thrusting in and out, slamming my chin against his balls. And then he
started spurting cum into my mouth. The salty taste filled my mouth, and
the realization of what it was made me queasy. I caught a lot of it, but
he pulled all the way out, and the gooey stuff leaked and dribbled out of
my mouth and down my chin. He pushed me away, and stood over me, leaving
me to look at the sperm on his cock. Helpless even to wipe my face, I
burst into tears."
"Good job, sweetie," Kathy said. "Those tears are precious. Now turn to
face the camera, and cry like a baby."
"Good job, sweetie," Kathy said. "Those tears are precious. Now turn to
face the camera, and cry like a baby."
"Craig helped me by twisting my face around to see that Kathy had moved
in for a closeup."
"Please let me go," I cried, with tears streaming down my face. "I want
to wash my face."
"Let's see you struggle," she said. "Put on a good show, and I'll let you
clean yourself up."
"See you around, faggot," Craig said. "We'll have to do this again some
time."
"That night she chained me spreadeagled to my bed, with cum smeared all
over my face."
Allen tried hard but the traumatic memory of the sexual assault made him
cry just like the first time. He started balling.
Mark grabbed Allen and just held him tight as the kid let loose gut
wrenching sobs. Tears were rolling down his face. He reached beside him
and turned off the recorder. He got enough to get a big indictment on
Kathy, Ron and his wife Sandra. He knew somewhere there was a video
tape, A data stick or a CD of his sexual assault. He would find it and
bury the perverts.
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