Taken like the Christmas turkey and impregnated

As a lady who only dances with the ladies I found myself on the receiving end of a ** in a bedroom at a Christmas party ten years ago, when I was 23. The guy, a large man who outweighed me by a hundred pounds and was more than a head and a half taller. He was too strong resistance was futile. I surrendered accepting my fate.

I got ** vaginally, it went in like the proverbial hot knife through butter, zero resistance, he '**' until his arousal was complete and finished in me, when I complained that I didn't want to get pregnant he told me to shut up and take it.

No man had ever seen my naked backside, my ** and open ** exposed, no man had ever immobilized me to ** me, no man had ever decided to impregnate me. Now this was my fate and I could do nothing to stop it.

I gathered my clothes to cover myself, he told me he wanted my **. I begged and begged not to be ** that way. He slapped my legs, and held me down again, his hand on my chest.

I got pregnant, I 'had' to marry him. It took a long, long time for him to even acknowledge my lesbian 'feelings'. He took his rightful marital obligation seriously, however he never followed through with an ** **. I resigned myself to my lot in life birthing his children.

As an aside, my lesbian friends make fun of me, I look like a 'little girl' beside him, that I'm a Daddy's girl, that I must like it enough to get in his bed voluntarily. Lesbians that have been ** like I was, impregnated to bear children are far more supportive, it's the sanctimonious never been ** lesbians that can't accept my lot in life. They're waiting their turn, it's right around the corner, then they'll shut up showing off their baby bellies.