My brother raped me because he didn’t want to wait.

My mother and father are dead. They died one day after the other. They didn’t seem sick, but they both died at home with no warning. <br><br>I was left alone. I was forced to live with my brother and his pregnant wife. <br><br>A few weeks after I arrived at his home, he and I were alone in the house. He had just poisoned his wife. My brother said she was too weak to keep up with his needs. I felt so bad. I hugged him and said that he could talk to me about anything. <br><br>He loosened up after a bit. He started to say that he wanted his wife to have a son, but that he didn’t want to wait for her to have the son. So he killed her. He said he didn’t know how else he could get a son. <br><br>I said nothing. I thought about running, but I had no where to go. I was alone. I was weak. <br><br>He then said that he raped me. He would take the thing from his balls and put it in my sex. <br><br>I said nothing. I was so scared. I wanted to leave, but where could I go? I was so weak. <br><br>He didn’t want to rape me again. He felt bad that he had raped me. I told him not to feel bad and that he could do it again. <br><br>He raped me again. I asked if he wanted to buy a house for us. He said yes. He bought a house for us. <br><br>I said that I want nothing from him. I asked if he wanted to live in the house with me. He said yes. He said that I was kind and so strong. I told him that he was very strong and that I would gladly let him rape me whenever he wants. <br><br>I live with him now. He has helped me gain strength. He’s been with me ever since we moved into the house. I feel glad that he filled me with life. He filled me with strength and life. <br><br>Thank you so much brother.