Abby groaned as she felt the weight of a body on her bed. She opened her eyes to see her uncle, Jack, stumbling into her room, still drunk from the night before. She tried to push him off, but he was already hard and ready to go.
"Come on, Abs, you know you want it," he slurred, ripping off her pajamas.
Abby rolled her eyes and resigned herself to the morning fuck. She had grown used to it by now, but it never failed to make her feel a sense of disgust and resentment towards her uncle.
Afterwards, he made her suck him off in the shower. She gagged as he thrust himself down her throat, trying to focus on her college classes and not on the man who was using her like this.
As they got ready for the day, Abby couldn't shake off the feeling of being violated. She tried to push it to the back of her mind, but Jack's advances were always on her mind.
When she got home from class, she found Jack waiting for her in his room. "Time for round two," he grinned.
Abby tried to push him away, but he was too strong. She gave in, knowing it was easier to just let him have his way. Afterwards, she stormed out of the room, furious at herself for letting him use her like this.
She tried to avoid him for the rest of the day, but he always found a way to corner her. That night, as she was getting ready for bed, she heard him approaching her room.
"No!" she panicked, "you just hopped off me for the fifth time today! I can't take anymore!"
But Jack didn't care. He ripped off her clothes and climbed on top of her again. Abby sighed and closed her eyes, trying to imagine a world where she was not her uncle's personal fuck toy.
Abby was a strong, controlling and direct woman, but she felt powerless against her uncle's advances. She couldn't help but feel a sense of disgust and resentment towards him, but she didn't know how to escape from this situation. She was trapped, and she didn't know how to break free.
"Stop!" she yelled, pushing him off of her. "I can't do this anymore, Jack. I won't let you use me like this."
Jack looked at her, surprised. "Abs, I thought you liked it," he said, but there was a hint of uncertainty in his voice.
"I don't," Abby said, her voice firm. "I deserve respect, and I won't let you continue to treat me like this."
Jack looked at her for a long moment, then nodded. "You're right, Abs," he said. "I'm sorry. I'll stop."
Abby let out a sigh of relief. She had stood up for herself, and her uncle had listened. She knew it wouldn't be easy, but she was determined to take back control of her own body and her own life.
From that day on, Abby made sure to set boundaries and stand up for herself. She was no longer her uncle's personal fuck toy, but a strong, independent woman who demanded respect. And she was determined to never let anyone take that away from her again.
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