Daddy Fucked My Ass At The Concert

Forty thousand fans roared as the headliner took the stage. The stadium shook. My heart was already pounding before my father Arthur pulled me into the shadows backstage. He had VIP access. He had connections everywhere. But the only thing he wanted access to was me. Behind the speaker stacks, with the bass vibrating through the floor and the crowd screaming for an encore, he took what he came for.