First, a little background. My family includes my husband, my daughter and me. My daughter is 14 years old. Both my husband and I are working. My husband’s work requires him to visit far flung areas from time to time. We are of the same age. We had arranged marriage but fell in love shortly and had a daughter.

We were both 21 years when we married. I was not a virgin, but my husband was. Our daughter was born 2 years later. She was the apple of my husband’s eye. As my daughter grew up, she had a separate room to herself and we had our own privacy. My husband is also very liberal minded and asked me to work so that I would not get bored at home.

So when I started working, I couldn’t give enough time to my daughter but she grew up just fine. She likes to read and watch new interesting stuff with her dad. She always has a curious mind. She also showed traits of independence.

My daughter had always secured decent grades, though she was not the topper. She knew more things and remembered more things than any of her classmates and she understood the concept which was good enough for us. But a year ago her grades fell drastically, so I asked her if she needed some help as we were not able to give her ample time to solve her doubts. She said she might need a tutor like her friends. I told her I’d find one for her. Initially, I decided to send her to a coaching institute but my husband was against it as he didn’t want her to walk in the sun and toil around. So we opted for home tutor. Before we could make a choice she herself named a teacher. Me and her father were not in favor of a male tutor at home but she insisted that he teaches her friends too and they are doing well. We talked to her friend’s parents and after some confirmation we hired this tutor. Let’s call him X.

Some details about Mr X: He is 40, well built, dark-skinned guy who talked nicely and with etiquette. He lived alone as his wife died in an accident and he has no children. He used to teach in a school first but later ventured into giving home tuitions. Since, I was not comfortable in leaving my daughter alone with a man at home for hours, so I changed my timings. I would come home at 4 pm and tutor would come at 4:30pm. He’d teach my daughter for 2 hours and leave. In the next 4 months, my daughter’s grades improved. We were pretty pleased by the efforts of X and our daughter seem to be at ease with him. So we decided to let him teach her for next class too.

I had observed X for past 4 months and he showed no sign of indecency. I decided that he could keep coming at home to teach her in my absence. He said he had no other classes at this time of year so he wanted to teach her for longer hours and help her finish off her syllabus a lot sooner. It was decided that he’d come at 11am and would teach her until 5 with a few breaks on off days and 2pm to 6pm on her school days , I thought it’d rude of me to not make him lunch along with my daughter. When I asked him about same he happily agreed.

My husband and I had lots of sex, so he’d buy hoards of condoms in bulk. The two lower racks of the Cupboard are filled with condoms and some sex toys.

Everything was going as usual when one day my neighbor girl met me on the stairs and told me that she heard my daughter making crying noises during day and when she asked her what is happening she shouted that she is in washroom and was all right so she didn’t disturb her. I thanked her and went to my home. I called my daughter and she answered from my room. I ran there and she was lying on bed with band-aid strapped to her ankle. I asked her what happened she told me she was in washroom and she slipped. I asked her why she didn’t call me or tell her didi when she enquired. She said she had some constipation and didn’t want to beat the drums about it. I said well ok. Later that night she asked to sleep with me which was strange because she rarely slept in my room. We had a good night’s sleep for that night and for many nights to come after that.

One day, I was clearing the cupboard and found that bottom two racks which were usually filled to brim with various varieties  and flavors of condoms was almost empty with only the front boxes filled. All the boxes behind them were empty. First thing I did, was to call husband and casually ask about them. He told me he filled the stock just a day before. He asked why I was asking it, I just played down the topic.

I had some doubts in my mind. I thought maybe my daughter knew about them and the neighbour girl was asking then and my daughter was handing them over to her. Or maybe it was one of the elder sister of her friend. I didn’t want to ask my daughter straight up and embarrass her. I had already given sex talks to my girl when she had her first period at 12 so she knew basic stuff about sex et all.

A few days went by I had not found the solution to this problem. Then one day it occurred to me to check on my daughter’s vagina to see if she’s not harming herself without proper guidance about the way to masturbate. So I told her to take a bath with me, she agreed. We took a bath and I asked her to slip off her undies and let me wash her tingling parts (that’s what she likes to call her pussy). She resisted , making me more doubtful but I was stern and told her to hold still and sit quietly. She did and when I saw her pussy, I was surprised. Instead of straight flat pussy lips like the last time I bathed her, she had puffed up lips from top of her clitoris to bottom of her vaginal opening. When I touched them and separated them a bit I could see a little folding of skin and the ease with which her labia was reacting to my fingers it was clear that my daughter had sex and not once but quite a few times. I was really shocked but I controlled my emotion and washed her off.

Bells were ringing inside my head. Who had been having sex with my daughter? Could it be one of her friends but it was not a deed of a 14 yr old. Had she befriended someone from outside? But never went outside alone. Then I thought of X. But my heart was saying he couldn’t be doing this. I couldn’t blame anyone without any proof and I didn’t want to ask daughter without proof as she would definitely deny it and would give some excuse to her current vaginal state.

I decided to check my daughter’s wash-room. I saw 3 used condoms hanging on the back panel of door. The smell gave it away that they were used recently. On close inspection, one of them appeared to be filled with semen. With the way the condoms were stretched out and the quantity of semen it was clear they were not used by a teenager. They were from the same packet of condoms that were missing from my cupboard. Now I had no doubt that in my absence someone was having sex with my daughter. I was very upset and sad with all these things in my mind but I had to find out exactly what was happening.

My doubt was almost clear that it was none other than her tutor who is banging my daughter. But somehow I did not want to believe it. I ordered spy cams online and placed them in her room. Then next day I went to my office but my whole attention was at home. I arrived home, took the spy cam to my room and inserted the SD card onto my laptop and prayed that I do not see any vile thing. I had checked her washroom again and found two used condoms in the dustbin. I checked the condom box in my cupboard and indeed two of them were missing.

I was watching the Cam. For first hour, things were going fine. Then the tutor closed the books and set them aside. He then climbed on the bed and held my daughter by her neck and started kissing her lips. I was totally enraged watching that but I was determined to see the whole thing and find out what this monster was doing with my sweet little daughter. He took off her clothes and licked her all over her body.  A little while later he got naked. When I saw his erection, I cried out in fear and wondered if that thing was going inside my little girl.

But when he climbed on bed again after getting naked, a very unexpected thing happened. Until, then I was thinking that he must be blackmailing and forcing my daughter to do things. But he sat on the bed and my girl with a smile on her face, playfully held the shaft of his dick with both her little hands and started licking all over it from tip of penis to balls. I just simply couldn’t believe my eyes. Was that real, I kept asking that question. While I was watching all of this wide eyed, my daughter was licking his black penis like it was an ice-cream. This went on for some time, and they were both smiling and talking. Then they switched position to 69 and he was sucking my little girl’s pussy. Sometime later, my daughter took out the condom packets underneath her mattress and he wore it. I saw my little daughter getting fucked by this huge penis on and off the bed in numerous ways. Though there were only 2 condoms in dustbin I saw him spilling his thick load into my daughter’s little pussy and she was giggling all the while. Things slowed down in end when it seemed that he was writing my girl’s homework and she was playing with his balls underneath him. Before leaving he emptied his load into her mouth and to my surprise she swallowed it. I deduced she must have learned this from him. Then with a delicate kiss on her lips, he left.

My mind was in a turmoil. I wanted to call the police and hand over X for fucking a minor and wanted to thrash my daughter for doing such things but couldn’t as I had never done anything out of impulse. I knew that going to the police would only lead to shaming our Family. Telling her dad would result in even worse result as he is very obsessive about his daughter and would kill Mr X. Slapping my daughter and ordering her to stop doing it immediately could lead into her revolting with me either on face of behind my back. I do not want to face the risk of losing my daughter.

Today, I watched all the clips again. It clearly appears that my daughter is enjoying it too, as not even a single time she had shown any sign of protest against the activity. Instead she appears to be having time of her life with all giggling, sucking his dick with enthusiasm even though she could hardly hold it in her hands, sitting on him and jumping while making various faces, showing eagerness while he rides her.

I want to ask you all:

1. What should I do? I can’t tell my husband and involving police would bring shame to all of us.

2. How can I tell her to stop doing it in a reasonable way that she understands properly and does not head in wrong way?

Ofcourse, telling tutor to stop coming home and ceasing all contact with him is an option but last week when I asked my daughter that 4 months are enough for tuition she snapped at me and said if I wanted her to see pass the exam I wouldn’t let her tutor leave. I even told her that I will find new tutor but she got irritated and left the dinner saying she won’t study with another tutor as he is the only one who make her understand subjects. It’s clear she doesn’t want him to stop having sex with her. But the thing is, it’s not about what she wants, it’s about what is right for her.

3. This may sound like a stupid question but I have to ask. Since, Mr X showed no signs of violence and I had observed in clips while doing sex he was making sure my daughter doesn’t get hurt. Doing only the  things, which she was enjoying and not forcing himself over her. Could it be possible that lack of partner in life for years had made him choose this path where he enjoys sex with his young students?

4. Should I let them do whatever they are doing until I find a way to tell my daughter that this is not the right time to do such activities in such a high frequency?

I know I sound like a retard mother, But I do not want to take action in anger. I know decisions made in anger always result in disaster.

For past two weeks I have been holding all of this inside me and I vent it out today on this Forum. I am extremely sorry because this post has gotten extremely long but I had to write it out, put this all out of my mind. I had no one to talk about it in real life without risking the image of my daughter.

So can anyone here please help me out? I am in great need of your help. Put yourself in my shoes and think what would you have done and tell me what I should do. I will highly appreciate that.

Thanks from a concerned mother.